Catching up on the roof of the house with Nero's dismissal of his subordinates, Qi Wuce then focused his attention on the group of dismissed guards.

After being dismissed by Nero, the guards went in groups. Qi Wuce, on the roof, set his sights on a lone guard.

The lone guard sneakily walked through the alleys, unaware that there was a man following him quietly over the eaves.

After making a large circle through the various alleys of the city of Rome, Qi Wuce witnessed the guards enter a courtyard, and out of caution, Qi Wuce simply stayed on the rooftops of the surrounding houses and did not follow further.

A moment later, a dove flew into the night sky, and the guard cautiously stepped out of the courtyard.

Ignoring the guard's next move, Qi Wuce set his sights on the carrier pigeon, and if nothing else, he should be able to catch a long list of fine works next.

Nero walked alone in the deserted streets, and although Rome was lively at night, it was only limited to the area of the city, and the road leading to the palace was actually very deserted, and there were hardly any pedestrians except for the occasional patrolling soldier.

The emerald eyes in the dark streets gleamed with anticipation, and Nero was extremely excited about the anticipation of someone, and without the support of the clan, she was far inferior to competitors with clan support such as Abius.

She has no shortage of money with her mother's support, but in terms of human resources, she can't compare to the clans that have developed in Rome for hundreds of years, and now she is really hungry for talent.

Getting closer and closer to the palace, Qi Wuce's non-appearance made Nero's heart become a little uneasy, for the sake of Qi Wuce's talent, Nero even did not hesitate to dismiss the guards and put himself in danger to create an opportunity for the two to meet, which was really painstaking.

The first sight in the Colosseum made Nero very fond of the beastfighter, and if she could not take it under her command, it would undoubtedly be a great loss for her, and this loss would even make her feel sad about it.

As the minutes ticked by, Qi Wuce's figure still didn't appear, replaced by a sense of threat that sent chills down Nero's spine - those careerists finally made a move.

The alleys on both sides of the road flickered with ill-intentioned shadows, all of whom had been hidden in the shadows all day long and had been cultivated by those clans, each of whom was skilled in the art of assassination.

Nero's hand behind her tightened the flare that had been prepared long ago, and the life-saving props that she could touch did give her some security.

Nero's steps stopped, and in front of her two black-robed killers locked the path ahead, and the alleys on either side occasionally flashed in the moonlight.

Nero didn't look behind her, for she didn't have to look to know that her back path had long been sealed, and since the careerists had made up their minds to let her, the heir to the throne, die here tonight, there would be no room for her to survive.

Nero did not panic in the face of danger, because she always believed that the man would eventually come here to fight alongside her and serve her after the battle.

What was it that made Nero so confident that Qi Wuce would come to her aid?

Once in the Colosseum, when he looked at Abius, the confident killing intent hidden in the eyes of the Beastfighter, Nero still can't forget.

The killers moved, brandishing their venom-coated daggers as the four of them surrounded Nero from different directions to kill him.

The tacit understanding of the killers is beyond imagination, and they look like comrades-in-arms who have cooperated for many years. But in reality, the killers of these four operations are from four completely different forces, and none of them have ever met each other before.

There is only one explanation for this tacit understanding - they have the same goal.

Nero was a genius, and at the age of sixteen he had the best swordsmanship in the Roman Empire. But after all, she is too young, and the power that her body can burst out of is limited after all.

Today's Nero is simply no match for these decades of immortal assassins who do not hesitate to sacrifice their own vitality in exchange for a short period of time.

Nero clenched the flare in her left hand, and drew the sword from her waist in her right hand, before she had the razor-sharp primordial fire.

The dust settled between the lightning and the fire.

The crisp sound of the iron dagger falling to the ground echoed with the four Assassins who fell to the ground, and the four throwing knives were plunged into the hearts of each of the four Assassins, leaving only the wooden hilt exposed to the air, and the blood flowing down the uneven street into a pool of blood.

Nero laughed happily, knowing that the person she had been waiting for had finally arrived.

A figure stepped out of the alley, carrying an unconscious guard in his left hand; In his right hand, he grabbed a foot and dragged an Assassin who had fainted long since he was hidden in the black robe; Several dead pigeons were tied with a string of rope and hung around his neck, which looked rather comical.

"Because I have something to do, it took a lot of time, and I came a little late, and I hope Your Highness won't blame me." Qi Wuce looked at Nero with a grin, he knew that now he and she were in the same boat.

Nero smiled happily, she knew she had really picked up the treasure this time.

"Hmmm! Qing Zhi's loyalty is very gratified, and he really wants to sing a song. ”

Qi Wuce looked at Nero quietly, although it was not a good time to sing, but Qi Wuce wanted to hear how "pleasant" the legendary five-tone His Majesty Nero sang and sang.

Qi Wuce's expectant expression pleased Nero, it had been a long time since she had met someone willing to listen to her singing.

"Okay, Yu is going to sing...... Hmmm......"

Nero stumbled as she was about to sing, her left hand covering her forehead, her expression becoming a little painful.

Realizing that something was wrong, Qi Wuce casually threw the guards and assassins on the ground, and a dodge held the crumbling Nero in his arms.

"Your Highness is alright?"

Qi Wuce asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little unwell today."

Nero pushed Qi Wuru away and walked forward alone. The sudden headache accompanied by some painful memories made most of her good mood for the day disappear, and even her enthusiasm for alignment and helplessness was much reduced.

So did it start at this time? As a parent, little Agrippina is really unqualified. Qi Wuce remembered some rumors about Nero, who suffered from a bad headache caused by his mother's poisoning.

Picking up the stunned assassins and guards, Qi Wuce kept up with Nero, he was so optimistic about the girl that he had the idea of using the rest of his life to help create a queen.