Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Apologies, tried and tested trick.

A word of apology will label you a victim, and everyone will let their guard down.

Then, while initially revealing the identity, arouse the curiosity of the other party, and then use the "ceremony" as a hook to bury it in the topic that can be said next.

"Wait, you're from Rome?" Nero was slightly surprised.

Look, isn't this the bait?

Romagno nodded and smiled, glanced sideways, and sat down on the spot: "Well, my father is a businessman in Rome. He has not been in good health recently, so he plans to let me take over the business."

At the end, his expression darkened a little.

One of the contact skills, using words to start casting a net, the other party will always be curious.

Those who are greedy for money will be curious about his Roman birth, those who are motherly will pay attention to their father who is seriously ill, and some people will pay attention to...  

"So you're here?"

Nero raised his eyebrows, thinking it was a little funny: "So it's not good to do business, and you come to this kind of place."

"Ah, what's wrong with this place?" Romagno tilted his head, looking straight at the girl with blue eyes, with a look of panic.

this fool...

Nero thought in his heart, showing a self-deprecating smile, with his palms on his chin, and casually said: "There's nothing good about this ghostly place, the land is crooked, it's inconvenient to do anything, and the people are not good!"

"Well, I don't think that's a good statement," Romagno objected.

"Heh...for example?" Nero said disdainfully.

"for example......"

Romagno made a long voice, looked at her, and smiled deeply: "If I don't come to this city, I won't be able to meet Miss you,

Then this will be the thing I regret most in my life. "

Nero froze, blinked, and his heart moved slightly.

For no reason, I remembered that the red-haired girl told me the same way.

"I don't want to live again, because I'm afraid that if I live again, I won't meet you."

"..."

Nero was struck by this sentence.

Discovering the city isn't that bad, is it?

At least I have gained good friends, at least...love is not more important than many things.

"What's your name?" Nero asked softly.

It worked!

Romagno shouted "Okay" in his heart. After his own efforts, the girl finally let go of her guard.

He showed an embarrassed expression and scratched his head: "Romanio."

Nero was taken aback, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch: "Roma... Neo..."

Hey, are you kidding yourself?

Roma and Neos, the two words that most touched my heart, combined with this strange strike-up person, it felt like someone was trying to trick me.

Romagno thought she was strange about his name, but this was a common thing.

So he smiled skillfully: "Ah, sorry, my name is weird."

"Well, it's weird..." Nero nodded.

These are the two words I don't want to touch the most now.

"It's impossible. The family is a Germanic immigrant, and my father worships Rome very much.

So even his son was named Rome. said Romagno.

"Then I advise you to change your name quickly." Nero smiled contemptuously.

"Eh, why?"

"You must not be a citizen of Rome?" Nero glanced at him.

"Forehead......"

Romagno was stunned: "I'm still working hard."

"No wonder."

Nero was emotional: "Then do you know the name of the younger brother of the current emperor, who is also the biological son of the first emperor?"

"Ah, in my position, I'm not up to the point of knowing the members of the royal family." Romagno said.

"Brittanicus was taken by Emperor Claudius to commemorate his conquest of Britain."

Nero bared his teeth and said, "And Germanicus, taken in honor of the conquest of Germany.

Typical examples are Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus Emperor. "

"Aha." Romagno was dumbfounded.

"And you..."

Nero squinted at him: "Add the prefix of Rome to your name, do you want to conquer Rome?"

Cold sweat dripped down, and Romagno smiled stiffly: "Why, why, I want to be an orthodox Roman citizen more than anyone else."

Nero let out a "heh", an indescribable sarcasm.

Wow, oh, oh, oh, I don't know why, but I seem to have stepped on a thunder!

Romagno yelled "it's not good" in his heart, and began to desperately maintain a smile, frantically searching for topics in his mind.

"Ah, by the way, I don't know what your name is, Miss?"

He smiled and asked: "A beauty like you must have an equally beautiful name!"

Nero looked up at the smear of silver on the temple, then looked back at the gold in front of him, raised his eyebrows: "Do you believe me when I say my name is Nero?"

"Nero, what a good name, it's the same name as the emperor of the empire!" Romanio laughed.

Nero lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yeah... having the same name as him is the biggest mistake in my life."

"Well, don't worry, Emperor Nero is far behind Miss Nero!" Romanio waved his hand.

Nero was inexplicably amused, and rolled his eyes: "Oh, really?"

"Yes, I heard that Emperor Nero was short and fat, not to mention dissolute and extravagant, and also had some strange hobbies." Romanio said.

"Strange hobby?"

"Yes, they said that the emperor, as a man, is actually interested in men."

Romagno leaned over and whispered, "Many well-known male artists are guests on the emperor's bed."

"Where did you hear that?" Nero frowned.

"Uh, it's just gossip between businessmen." Romagno laughed.

"interesting,"

Nero sneered: "So have you seen the emperor with your own eyes?"

"No, at most I have seen statues and touched the busts on gold coins." Romagno shook his head.

"Then how do you know what the emperor is like?" Nero asked.

"It's all passed on by others. We ordinary people are often full of reverie in the privacy of the palace, which can't be regarded as true."

Romanio shrugged, and then changed the topic: "But Miss Nero, let's not talk about the emperor anymore, let's talk about you."

When you talk about me, you are talking about the emperor.

Nero rolled his eyes, he was really cute: "Whatever."

Finally got to the point!

"Great, I've been wanting to ask since just now, miss, how did you come to this city?" Romagno asked with a smile.

"Cheated by a heartless man,"

Nero got angry and looked at the palace: "After tricking me, he ruthlessly threw me away!"

Isn't this what I often do, so that silver hair is a colleague!

"It's too much!"

Romanio reprimanded righteously: "So who is it, Miss Nero, tell me, and I will teach him for you!"

"It's just you... just forget it." Nero curled his lips.

Romagno felt insulted and puffed out his chest: "Could that man be some kind of hero, but even I'm not afraid!"

"Oh, coincidentally, he really is a great hero...

And it is different from the heroes in the mythology, "

Nero smiled, propped his chin with his hands, and stared at the silver color of His Majesty: "It is said that when he entered the world, he was able to support the strong and help the weak, assist the queen, win more with less, and become famous all over the island.

When entering the city, foreign affairs and internal affairs are a matter of daily management, and the means can be flexed freely.

Not only to help transfer power internally, but also to balance the overall situation externally, to assist the overlord, and to caress the generals, but also to make peace with the common people, establish laws and regulations, and be sincerely convinced.

In the end, all officials and citizens, including the queen and general, respect and love her.

...And he's handsome and knows art. "

After all, with eyes full of peach blossoms, Tan Tan glanced at the blond man.

"So you say, is this a hero?"

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