Then── The silver-haired boy had a contract in his hand that he had taken from somewhere. The Dragon of Albion certainly knew that it was a must-have for human magicians to reach an agreement or cooperate with their own kind or other creatures. In order to prevent both parties from violating the agreement, it was one of the most widely used ceremonial items. However, this is only for the weak. For the strongest one, it is a completely unnecessary process. "My friend incorporated this into your body during the creation process for my sake. Please forgive Xiali for this." Novia winked at Xialli beside her. There is no such item in the production process at all. It is better to say that when someone makes a weapon, he will sign a contract with it. Although she was saying this in her mind, the purple-haired girl nodded hurriedly. "Ah... yes, yes, sorry, please forgive me..." "In my eyes, you are as noble as the stars that illuminate the world, and you are also a unique radiance." He tore up the 'contract' in Novia's hand, "To me, you are the most noble starlight. Your permission is of great significance to me, and losing you is an absolute tragedy for me. Dragon of Albion, you are my only light."
........This human being really worships me so much? The Dragon of Albion looked at Novia, who was smiling gently, and accepted his gaze with distress, because this was obviously a reaction from the heart and it could not be deceived. "you......" He was about to say something, but the Dragon of Albion looked him in the eyes and it was too late to answer. Although the Dragon of Albion believed that no contract could constrain it, because it was the strongest and it made no difference whether it had the contract or not, the meaningless actions and words of this human made it feel for the first time the excitement rising from the depths of its chest. The excitement and joy were not right. How can I describe such a strong and vivid feeling in my heart? Surprise, no. Being moved is not right either. Happy, but still not right. But he just couldn't get over this weak human being, and he felt indescribable embarrassment. "Can I ask you once again, Dragon of Albion, to allow me, a weakling, to be confused with you, to think with you, to worry with you, and to struggle with you." He is just a weak human body, a naive magician who is far inferior to God, but he wants to spy on the strongest dragon. Not only does he not realize how naive he is, but his own immaturity has increased instead of decreased. He is truly audacious. But, but, but, no matter how much you think he is extremely weak. This human language, this human sight. The Dragon of Albion took each of these things into his heart. Even though it really sounded like nonsense, she felt that his feelings had indeed reached her heart. "Humph, you're lucky. I'm the strongest!" "You are right. You are undoubtedly the strongest."
The gun handle and Novia's hand were firmly clasped together. While holding it, his hands caressed the entire body of the "gun", and the silver-haired boy smiled and said: "Then the contract is established." Gentle and warm, Shi Ming was held by him at the very beginning, but he had the illusion that he was really held by him only now. Although it might be because the weapon itself was so cold, it felt that its soul also felt that way. However, the Dragon of Albion once again proudly explained: "Let me make it clear first, so you don't misunderstand me. I did this based on my own thinking and will, not because of a weak human like you who can easily convince me. To me, you are just a weak person who can be found at random. There are people everywhere who can replace you." In its opinion, this should be the shortest and clearest answer, and as a weak human being, it would definitely be grateful for obtaining the strongest self. But for a moment, the Dragon of Albion saw sadness rising to the face of this human. "...Yes, you are right." "Hmph, just don't be too arrogant." Although the expression on this weak human's face made it feel indescribable, but - The weaker humans must absolutely obey the strongest ones; this is a natural rule. The strongest dragon thinks so proudly.
035: I will take the blame In a garden inside the Roman Palace. "Little Novia, you...it only took you three days to dig up Lake Fukinus...you did a great job..." The old Emperor Claudius's surprised tone sounded in front of Novia, who was reporting the situation. "Please don't praise me like that, Your Majesty. This is what I should do for the Empire." The silver-haired boy's gentle voice created an atmosphere filled with love, and this kind of thing was exactly what he was good at. Recently, Claudius began to plan a public project, which was to dig Lake Fucinus on the Apennine Mountains and bring the lake water into the city of Rome through an aqueduct. He asked the court magician, who said it would take at least a year to complete. At this time, Novia volunteered to take charge of the project. The result was beyond everyone's expectations, because it was unexpected that Novia completed the construction of a 3-mile-long drainage channel in just two days. The level of magic is terrifying. This is the common evaluation of magicians in the Roman Empire. As for Claudius, he was naturally very happy to be able to quickly build such a beneficial public facility. Novia would naturally not refuse to do something that would help the people, and he solved the problem so quickly with the help of the new weapon, the "gun". However, it also took a lot of effort to convince the Dragon of Albion. After all, Novia knew that it actually liked to lend a helping hand to the weak. "Then, Your Majesty, please allow me to take my leave first and not disturb Your Majesty's rest." "It's okay, it's okay, little Novia, you finished it so quickly, you should go and rest." In fact, the reason why Novia had to go to the palace every day was not only to provide some advice to the old emperor, but also to see if there were any extra factors in the palace that he could not control at the first time. After all, before his plan was implemented, the safety of the old emperor was also an important condition for providing stability.
For example, in food, Novia would carefully identify it to prevent Agrippina, who had become the queen, from suddenly going crazy and ordering people to poison it. "Hey!" As he turned the corner of the door, Novia just happened to hear a girl's cheerful and cheerful shout, and she pounced on his abdomen. "Teacher, I'm going to give a speech at the Senate today. Do you want to come with me?" The blonde pressed her forehead against Novia's stomach and then looked up at him. "Are you going to give a speech again? Of course you can." Novia lowered her head and their eyes met, staring at Nero with her blue pupils. "But you are not a child anymore, so it is best for you to face it alone." "But you said the same thing last time, teacher. Or rather, you say the same thing every time..." Nero puffed up his cheeks and pouted like he was upset, but soon he returned to his cheerful and lively self. "Well, um, forget it. Then you can come back when you have time. It's getting late and it's almost time to start. I'll leave first, teacher." After the blonde girl finished speaking, she immediately ran quickly towards the direction of the Senate, and soon only her back was left in Novia's sight. After she ran for a while and was sure that she had disappeared from her teacher's sight, Nero stopped running. Only by observing carefully can you find that the blonde girl's pupils, which were bright just now, have been covered with a layer of gloomy haze. "Tsk... Never mind, take your time." Afterwards, Nero came to the Senate and opened the door: "Sorry for the long wait, I am Nero Claudius Drusus Germanicus, and the content of my speech today is..." He behaved just as everyone imagined, cheerful and outgoing, and was undoubtedly...a fair person. ......... After obtaining the weapon made from Albion's head, Novia's plan to cleanse the Jewish diehards in Jerusalem in the Jewish province can finally begin in earnest. According to the original history, the First Jewish War began in 66 AD. Novia naturally could not wait that long, so it could only start planning more than ten years in advance. But in fact, this is not a big deal. After all, the ancient Roman Empire has always imposed heavy taxes on the Jewish province. What's more, the former emperor Caligula had asked the Jews to replace their Lord with his idols. He was about to launch an armed rebellion at that time. Fortunately, Caligula himself was assassinated and the riot was ultimately prevented. Moreover, Judaism is now in a period of sharp conflict between ethnic and social contradictions. Faced with the impact of foreign rule and foreign culture, Judaism is divided into several sects. The most important are the Sadducees who emphasize observance of the laws of the Old Testament and the Pharisees who support reforms based on local conditions. The religious conflict between the two factions is essentially a struggle for leadership over the entire nation. The smaller Zealots supported the Pharisees' religious ideas but opposed their submission to Rome. The Zealots were a radical faction that called for armed resistance to Roman rule. The more radical members of the Zealots even regarded Jews who cooperated with the Romans as enemies. They hid daggers under their clothes and specialized in assassinating Roman officials, so they were called the "Dagger Party." Then, as long as Novia can fan the flames of the "Dagger Gang" a little bit and provoke more and more intense actions, there will be a logical reason for the purge. After all, this matter just needs to be slowly waited for... Anyway, for Noviyah, except for the Jews in Jerusalem who must be killed without a single one to commemorate the savior Jesus Christ who died in 33 AD and who they had publicized, all the Jews in the province of Judea must be driven out of the province. And if they do not acknowledge Jesus Christ as the Messiah before being driven out, then they do not have to leave and can just lie down and atone for their sins. In the final analysis, most of these people are radicals, most of whom think they are superior to others. In the Battle of Kittsinus in 115 AD, the Jews who launched the second war, after luckily defeating the local Roman garrison and occupying the city, directly began to massacre innocent civilians of other nationalities. The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire once borrowed the words of Dio Cassius, a historian of the Roman Empire, to describe: "They even ate the flesh of their victims, pulled out their tendons, smeared their bodies with their blood, and wore clothes made of their skins; many were sawn in half from head to foot. Others were thrown to wild beasts or forced to fight each other like gladiators. In total, 22 people were killed." Although Novia did not deny that some of the Jews might indeed be good people, and some of those killed might have insulted them in the past, he still thought that the teachings of Judaism were a bit radical, so it would be better to end it once and for all here. Of course, Novia also knew clearly that these Jews would only respond to soft words and not hard ones, especially when it came to their religious bottom line. The option of admitting that Jesus was the Messiah would undoubtedly mean cutting off their lives. I am afraid that by then the Jewish province would literally be a river of blood. However, Novia was well aware that this would undoubtedly bring him a bad reputation, but so what? He would let the Jews suffer and bear the blame.
Moreover, as long as we do it to the end, after all, after two thousand years, we have never seen anyone from the Gher Khanate come out to ask for sympathy... Another Big 036: Are you, the Messiah, of high quality? Doro bar Kochba was the leader of the Zealots in the Jewish region and naturally also a fanatical Jew. He once secretly spread the message that "once we meet the so-called Christians, we will ask them to deny that Jesus is the Messiah. If they refuse to deny it, we will first severely punish them and then kill them." It was with such a person as the leader that the "Gladiator Party", which specialized in assassinating Romans and their supporters and then escaping into the crowd, was born. It is not surprising that the earliest assassination group in world history was born among them. Although the Zealots appear to be small in size now, they have many supporters secretly because they have always advocated the use of force to resist the Roman Empire. Thanks to their support, Simon has been building an underground complex in the mountains of Judea to hide weapons, ready to launch a large-scale rebellion at any time. Previously, when the Sadducees and Pharisees had agreed to do everything they could to absorb the Christianity that was gradually developing in the Roman Empire, Doro had always been the one who held the strongest opposition. However, since the people who were sent out had been humiliated by the other side, they dared not do anything, causing both factions to lose face. At that time, the short-knife gang headed by Simon spontaneously went to the nearest place to capture and kill Christians, thereby winning a lot of support... But in fact, Doro was just putting on a show. What he brought out were just what he considered to be "Christians" in the local area. Anyway, in his opinion, there were so many poor people, and for the salvation of Jerusalem, this was an act that they had to do. Not to mention that the province of Judea has been firmly controlled by Judaism for so many years, and that Jesus Christ was deliberately "executed" to suppress the original Christianity more than a decade ago. Although Christianity has risen in the empire in recent years, the magical abilities of those surviving apostles are stronger than each other. Naturally, he would not let his faction be sent out to die in vain. Moreover, in his view, all places outside the province of Judea were sinful places, and those people were all inferior to them. Although the Romans had been oppressing for decades, Simon knew clearly that his plan had to find an appropriate time, because the radicalism in the Jewish province was not balanced. For example, the oppression was the most severe in Jerusalem and Alexandria, so the Jews there were more radical, but the scattered Jews in other regions were much more moderate, after all, they were not oppressed. So Doro has been waiting for an opportunity to jointly arouse the dissatisfaction of all Jews. And today, he finally waited for it. The Roman governor was invited by the Sadducees and the Pharisees to come to Jerusalem to discuss how to resolve the long-standing conflict between the local Jews and the Greeks... Idiot! What Greeks! They are a bunch of reckless people! Are they worthy of living on the same land as us? It is they who have defiled our sacred land! Wasn’t the behavior a few days later an attempt by this damned Roman governor to forcibly collect the gold from the temple, and the two traitors intending to give it directly? What we have to do is to kill them! Duo Luo had said this to his Short Knife Gang a few days ago. Duo Luo had not worried about the information leak because the requirement to join the Short Knife Gang was that everyone must cut off a finger to show hatred for the enemy. It was already five o'clock, and the last rays of sunset lit up everything in the holy city of Jerusalem. This sacred place that had existed since the Age of Gods was shrouded in several barriers. The sanctuary was supported by enormous magic power, an invisible guardian that was enough to deceive the forces of nature. It was almost like the world inhabited by fairies in the legend. This has been the case for thousands of years, and this prosperity will continue forever in the future. The Jews, who claim to be God's chosen people, have no doubt about this. However, this confidence lasted until 63 BC, when it was conquered by the Romans. However, Duo Luo is extremely confident, because from today on, he will erase this humiliation forever. "Oh? Who is this?" "Your Excellency the Governor, this is Lord Duo Luo, who was also elected by all of us to discuss together--" The welcoming team stopped at the door, and Doro rushed forward alone at a very fast speed and chopped off the head of the still smiling Roman governor with a dagger. "Doro, you, what on earth are you......" "Mad! What are you doing!?"
"Make no mistake, you two Roman lackeys!" With burning hatred in his pupils, Dora raised the severed head of the Roman governor with one hand.