"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" In the magnificent palace, a handsome eunuch stumbled into the hall. Although running here might cost him his life, the news he held was far more valuable than his life.
For his future, he risked it all!
He crashed through the door and rolled inside.
"Damn it!" A delicate curse came from behind the curtains. The soft voice could instantly arouse even a man suffering from erectile dysfunction, but when a slender jade hand pulled back the curtains, those fair jade fingers could instantly turn a man into a beast.
However, it was clear that the eunuch, who had been castrated, was willing but unable. Still, for his future, he waved the parchment in his hand and gasped, "Your…Your Majesty…"
"Didn't I say not to wake me when I'm sleeping?" The gentle tone contained a terrifying anger. Due to the force, the hand pulling back the curtains trembled slightly, accidentally pulling the curtains down completely, revealing the scene inside at a glance.
The sleepy-eyed blonde girl exuded a terrifyingly seductive charm. A single stray strand of hair drooped weakly on her head due to lack of sleep, but her unreasonably full breasts were prominent due to the astonishing softness of her silk nightgown, with every curve clearly visible.
The girl's voice was soft, but the authority was overwhelming.
The eunuch's legs trembled with fear. Ever since this seemingly delicate woman ascended the throne, her siblings had all died. Then, under the pretext of watching an opera, she invited all the governors and dignitaries who defied her. When those people, thinking this little girl was about to compromise, grew complacent, this woman locked the opera house doors and burned everyone inside, including their wives, sons, daughters, the opera singers, and tens of thousands of commoners!
This audacity silenced the entire Rome.
All the governors of the autonomous provinces immediately declared their loyalty. Under her command, the battlefield situation against the Carthage rebels also improved, and Rome began to rapidly recover with the foundation of a century-old empire.
Her decisive and ruthless nature was terrifying, but her wisdom was astonishing; she was indeed a contradictory woman.
The eunuch dared not even lift his head, merely respectfully holding up the parchment with both hands. He knew that his next sentence might be the last of his life, or the most valuable one, all depending on his performance.
He took a deep breath, then, with the greatest lung capacity of his life, uttered a statement: "A month after Camelot was invaded by a coalition of Anglo-Saxons, Gauls, Vikings, and Barbarians, the combined force of over five hundred thousand Barbarians was utterly defeated. Camelot counter-invaded, and now the Anglo-Saxons and Vikings are severely weakened, and the Gauls have been completely eradicated!"
It must be said that the eunuch was very articulate, clearly conveying all the information in just one sentence.
After he finished speaking, apart from the sleepy-eyed girl who had already sat up in bed in surprise, two other women instantly sprang up from the bed as if electrocuted, standing as stiff as zombies.
Golden curly hair paired with a devilish figure, and a hint of rose perfume. The once naive and arrogant Princess Morgan had finally shed her youthful innocence and pride, slowly maturing.
The other was an even more mature woman, like a ripe peach, with an enviable bust. She stretched to soothe her soft waist, which had almost been sprained from surprise, then looked at the eunuch with astonished and serious eyes: "Repeat the intelligence you just gave."
Both women were only wearing sheer gauze, and merely by looking up, one could see their two pairs of rounded and firm breasts. However, the eunuch, prostrated on the ground, dared not even lift his head, for he knew that ever since these two arrived, Her Majesty's strange interest had shifted from her sister Octavia to these two.
They were Her Majesty's treasures. If he wanted to live, he had better honestly deliver the news.
"Yes, according to the intelligence, the coastline was already sealed when the Barbarians appeared." The word 'coastline' was still pronounced with an English accent.
"Then our intelligence officers had no time to send the information out."
"By the time everything was over, a week had passed. They defeated five hundred thousand Barbarians, then used their fleet to invade the Gauls' homeland. Because the Gauls had sent out all their forces, and their homeland was full of children, they have been completely wiped out, eradicated!"
All three women were dressed very seductively, but no one paid attention to the others' beauty, merely furrowing their brows and listening to the news.
This news was not false. As the Roman Emperor, Nero had absolute confidence in her country's intelligence, and the timing also matched.
Although Rome and Camelot were separated by the sea and seemed close, it would take at least two days by ship to deliver intelligence. If the distance to the Roman Empire's capital was also factored in, it would take more than six days.
Intelligence from six days ago was indeed considered very fresh.
"This is bad, Your Majesty." Merlin stood up and said loudly.
"Hmm." Nero had long since deduced from Merlin's words what the talented young man intended to do. Having been Emperor for three or four years, she seemed to have begun to open her mind, but the entanglement from back then had kept her, with her strong possessiveness, from letting go of her inner conflict. She also paid considerable attention to Kailar. She had even sent people specifically to monitor Kailar, although they were quickly eliminated by the Red Leaf Ridge assassins. However, this clearly made her aware that Kailar possessed such an organization, and even made her realize Kailar's terrifying foresight—to begin establishing an intelligence agency at such a young age!
"If he completely secures his rear, then his next step will be to eye Rome. If Carthage is not pacified soon, there will definitely be trouble. Your Majesty, I will depart for the Valencia front tomorrow." The Valencia front was already the future Spanish homeland. Due to ineffective operations a while ago, the Carthage rebellion had pushed the front line all the way to Valencia.
"Hmm, and take my imperial decree with you. Anyone who dares to disobey orders will be executed without mercy." The eyes of the Roman tyrant Nero gleamed with excitement, though it was hard to say whether it was from the prospect of executing disobedient people or the impending confrontation with Kailar.
"Understood." Merlin said with a charming smile.