"Nani??? Your Majesty, what did you say you want to become?"
Holio's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets as he stared at Nero in disbelief, feeling like he was hearing a fairytale.
He had been quite happy when he attended the long-awaited court meeting today. The excellent talent, Rosinante, had arrived at Nicuss even before His Majesty, for some unknown reason.
Knowing his Majesty, after being out for so long, a concert would likely be unavoidable. But Rosinante's appearance saved everything like a savior.
So, until the court session began, almost all the nobles were in a rather good mood, until the Idiot Emperor announced new news.
"Celestial Dragons? When did that happen?"
As he aged, Holio's migraines grew more severe, especially when he saw the Idiot Emperor sitting on the throne with a nonchalant expression.
"It was that time Tiger freed the slaves. Hmm, it's not important. You should help me decide whether a milk bath or a rose bath would be better when I bathe with Stella later…"
Nero's expression, implying that they shouldn't waste time on trivial matters, completely enraged Holio and the other ministers.
"Wasn't that a long time ago?!"
Facing the angry roars of the ministers, Nero fell into thought: "Hmm, did I not tell you? Never mind! It's not important anyway."
"It's very important, you idiot! No wonder those World Government guys are blocking the palace gates every day! So the problem was with you!!"
Holio rolled his eyes, his sharp teeth bared as he roared at Nero.
"I know, I know! Lord Holio, you don't have to be so loud!" Nero dug at his ear, his face full of perfunctory dismissal.
"It's just a Celestial Dragon identity! You're making such a fuss, it's giving me a headache!"
"How is this just a simple Celestial Dragon identity? It will not only affect Nicuss, but this matter will also cause a huge sensation worldwide! Do you understand???"
Nero pouted in disdain: "Are there any downsides?"
Holio paused: "This… there aren't any, actually…"
"Are there any benefits?"
"Uh… there should be some, right?"
"Hmm! Then I clearly did a good deed that benefits the country! Why do I have to listen to you criticize me here?"
After asking two questions, Nero immediately perked up, pounded the armrest of the throne with his small fist, and looked at Holio with a displeased, puffed-up face.
"Ah? This…" Holio was speechless. Now that he thought about it, it did seem to make sense.
But this kind of thing was like a daughter silently getting an admission letter from Tsinghua University, and the admissions team was already at home, but the old father was still clueless.
Until the daughter, who had been traveling for two months, returned and casually mentioned that she was the top student in the province, then casually asked about the conditions Tsinghua offered.
It was a good thing! It was indeed a good thing! But! The old father, who was the last to know, had already been reeled in and out, and his emotions could only be slightly relieved through roaring.
But he couldn't say such things directly, so Holio could only look at Nero with a resentful expression.
Nero turned his head away, avoiding his gaze, and happened to meet the eager eyes of the Minister of Science.
"Minister of Science! Do you have anything to report?"
The Minister of Science took a stride, held his head high, and said in a slow, aristocratic tone: "Of course, Your Majesty! Our fully automatic origami machine, and wood that emits seven-colored flames when lit, have all been successfully developed!"
"Hmm, what are those? They sound like a pile of useless junk?" Nero tilted his head, not knowing the purpose of these things.
"Calm… calm down! Minister!!!"
"Nero is the Emperor now, after all!"
"Assaulting the monarch, that's high treason!!"
Nero's single sentence easily severed the last thread of the Minister of Science's sanity, causing the already somewhat deranged old man to instantly go into a berserk mode.
"Ugh… @%ma&… This old man… №♦‡§…"
This sight made Nero on the throne shrink back in his chair, blinking his eyes, Nero asked in confusion.
"Hmm, what's wrong with the Minister of Science?"
"How dare you even ask?!!"
Facing Nero, who had no memory of the event, everyone was speechless. They held back the rampaging Minister of Science, but couldn't stop the tears streaming from his eyes.
"Ugh mia! All this mess is so troublesome! Anyway… that… I don't care anymore!… That's it! Court dismissed! Court dismissed!!"
Between appeasing and understanding, Nero chose to throw caution to the wind. Anyway, everyone would forget about it after a while.
The reason for the Minister of Science's behavior could be found out by asking Hathaway later. If it was truly his fault, then tonight's concert would just have to be compensation.
After saying that, Nero didn't wait for anyone's reaction and directly slipped away from backstage.
Stella was still waiting for him! He didn't have time to argue back and forth with these guys.
Nero skipped away, while the Minister of Science was still exploding with potential… "Mr. Corazon!" Law suddenly woke up, sitting up in bed, drenched in cold sweat, gasping for breath.
"Yo! Law, are you awake?" Rosinante, who had removed his clown makeup, greeted him as usual.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
After collecting himself, Law realized their current situation. He frowned, then relaxed and said, "Ah, I remembered some unpleasant things from the past."
"Don't worry! We are free now, at least relatively speaking."
Rosinante lit his lighter, and his expression was relaxed amidst the swirling smoke.
"You saw the power of the Rose Emperor Nero that day. A hundred Doflamingos tied together wouldn't dare to cause any trouble."
"Mr. Corazon…"
"Don't worry, Law! Although it sounds a bit strange that General Loerke said he needed my Silence-Silence Fruit to block the concert, I'm sure such an important person wouldn't have time to mess with us."
"That Mr. Corazon…"
"Don't call me Mr. Corazon anymore! Call me Mr. Rosinante, Law! We have already left the Donquixote Family!"
Rosinante gripped Law's shoulder and gave him a big smile.
"Ah… okay! But I wanted to say, Mr. Rosinante, your clothes are on fire!"
Law squinted, speechless, pointing at the heavily smoking Rosinante, half of his body was blazing.
"…"
"...It's hot! It's hot!! Quick, help!"
Instantly, Rosinante was rolling on the ground.
"Okay! I'm coming! Cora… Mr. Rosinante!"
"Idiot! Is this the time to be concerned about such things…"
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