Hearing the praise of the enemy, Joan of Arc nodded politely:

"Thank you for the compliment, but that doesn't change the fact that we're enemies."

"Indeed." The fat commander does not deny it.

"Draw your weapon, then, and I'll take you down here." The fleur-de-lis banner is unfurling, and the hunt is ringing.

"Please don't be in a hurry, beautiful maiden servant, I don't want to fight you if I can." The fat commander still didn't get up from the exaggerated chair, but just waved his hand again and again.

Joan of Arc frowned: "What do you mean?" Are you going to surrender? As long as you are willing to surrender and tell us the details of the United Empire, we will not only not be enemies, but also companions. ”

"No, no, you're mistaken." Waving his hand again, "Now I don't have the freedom to surrender." However, I can give you the information you want, as long as you meet my conditions. ”

"On what terms?"

"Let the current Roman Emperor come to me, and I will not reveal any information other than that."

"What if I don't say yes?"

"Then I can only ask you to go back."

"Why didn't I knock you down?"

"Although you are strong, unfortunately, you cannot defeat me, because I am Caesar!"

“！！！” Joan of Arc's pupils contracted suddenly.

"I repeat, let the contemporary Roman emperor come to me, I think I am qualified to see with my own eyes what kind of person my successor is? Whether or not they were qualified to rule the entire Roman Empire. ”

In modern times, two thousand years later, there is a card game that has taken the world by storm called poker.

There are four cards that symbolize the throne of kings, corresponding to the four greatest kings in European history.

They were: the King of Spades, King David, Israel's first king; King of Hearts, Carolingian King Charlemagne of the Frankish Kingdom; Plum K, lord of Macedonia, Iskandar, the conquering king called "little brother" by Perseus.

and the one in front of him, the only man who does not have a throne, but is better than an emperor.

Gaius Julius Caesar, dictator of the Roman Republic for life, was an outstanding military strategist and statesman of ancient Rome, and promoted the transformation from the Roman Republic to the Roman Empire.

Such a man will not be inferior to Joan of Arc in terms of popularity or strength, and he is qualified to say such a bold statement.

Joan of Arc, who has always been indomitable on the battlefield, hesitated.

She was not afraid of the mighty Caesar, but she admitted that Caesar had a point, and that he, the true forerunner of the Roman Empire, was indeed qualified to test the latecomers.

She pulled back the sleeve of her left hand and said to the bracelet:

"Dr. Roman, I need to and-"

"No need, Yu will be here soon. Thank you for your hard work, half of the rest of your body. Nero's voice came out, and it turned out that Roman had already connected the lines on both sides.

"What a beautiful voice, let me witness it, the contemporary emperor of Rome." Caesar finally stood up from his mount and looked into the distance.

There, a golden carriage was passing at astonishing speed through the treacherous battlefield of the four Servants to the city of Gaul.

The moment the carriage stopped, the red rose curtain opened upward, and the emperor Nero, who was in a white gauze and red dress, and held a red sword, stepped out of it in a dignified manner, facing Caesar from a distance.

Obviously he and Joan of Arc have almost the same appearance, but Caesar's attitude is completely different, and he gives the highest praise.

"It's beautiful. Beautiful. It's just beautiful. This beauty is enough to be called the world's treasure, and it shines with Rome, which is the posture of a Roman emperor. ”

Nero stared at the bloated and fat man in front of him in a daze, and slowly spoke: "Yu confirm again, you are really that Caesar, the first emperor before ......"

"There is no need to doubt it. You've already seen Caligula, and in that case, you should already understand that he and I are both real, and that's what the so-called Heroic Spirit is all about, and you should be like us when you die, so if you're interested, I'll ask your guests later. Until then, O man who has inherited our beloved Rome, give me your name, and let me see if you are qualified to let me bear the sword. ”

"—Nero, known as Nero Claudius, the fifth emperor of Rome!" Nero held his head high, even in the face of the Empire's pioneers.

"Very good, this is the demeanor of an emperor." Caesar smiled with satisfaction, "Those guests, you have come from a distant foreign land, and you should also report your names." ”

"Rika Fujimaru."

"Matthew Gileadlet."

At this time, Lixiang and Mathieu had also stepped out of the carriage and stood behind Nero, both to protect and support her.

There was another person who had been sitting in the carriage and had only stepped out of the carriage until everyone had left.

She has bright red hair, wears a pure white battle robe, and has a round face and figure that has both the air of a mother and the strength of a warrior.

She was the last servant under Nero, and the first guest general, who commanded the army before Joan of Arc arrived-

"I am Boudicca, the warrior of Britain, the queen of Britain."

"Oh, oh, it's the Queen of Vengeance, you chose to fight alongside Nero, what a joke, gods, that lord—" Caesar covered his face, his expression unsure of sadness or joy.

"Neither the gods nor the Lord, the choice I made of my own volition."

Boudicca, the young battle queen of ancient Britannia in the first century.

At that time, the relentless invasion of the Roman Empire devastated Britain, including her daughter. Unable to bear it, she eventually led the kings to launch a rebellion, and for a time won the victory, and was known as the "Queen of Victory".

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, because of a strategic mistake, Boudicca's coalition army was finally defeated by the huge Roman army, and ended up with a tragic end of suicide by poisoning, and even the British island fell into greater oppression.

"I am undoubtedly an enemy of Rome, and I still hate Rome and long for its destruction. However, my personal hatred is nothing compared to the crisis of human reason, and the survival of the world. ”

"Beautiful, you're beautiful too, a little worse than my woman, the Queen of the Desert, but it's good, it's very good." Caesar started again.

Boudicca replied coldly: "I don't need the praise of the enemy. But you, who are the ancestors of Rome, want to destroy this country, what do you want to do? ”

"I have a lot of reasons here, too." A hint of complexity appeared on Caesar's face, "There are things I don't want to do, but I have to do. Also, I want to get the Holy Grail, a wishing machine that is said to be able to grant wishes. Even though I am dead, I am still so greedy because I have to fulfill my promise with him. Contempt or ridicule, feel free, but if you want to know more, if you want to move on, go past me, past this yellow death!"

PS: This is the face of the diamond King, everyone is the old King, what do you say? King of hearts?