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He realized that Agrippina in front of him actually possessed a lot of information, and this was the moment she was telling him "she knows everything".

"Madam, what's wrong...?"

“Don’t be nervous.” Agrippina smiled slightly. “Nero has the right to choose what to do. Even if she has a relationship with you, as long as it is her own choice, I won’t say anything.”

"but--"

"Since my daughter values ​​you so much, shouldn't you do something to reciprocate her feelings?"

"Madam, please speak plainly."

“It’s very simple.” Agrippina stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the moon outside, she reached out her hand.

"Seneca, help me set up a trap."

“I… must find an opportunity to marry my uncle Claudius.”

397. Nero's Pursuit of Love / A Vicious Marriage Deception / A New Obstacle (4k)

This is something you didn't expect.

You would never have imagined that the first thing Agrippina did after traveling all the way to Rome was to ask you to help set up this absurd marriage.

And its object of affection was none other than her uncle Claudius.

As a teacher, you instinctively refused this request.

“No, I can’t do that.” Ian refused Agrippina almost instinctively.

"Madam, this is not right."

“I know it’s wrong.” Agrippina turned around, her eyes, as dark as mud, fixed on the man before her, as if she could drag him into an abyss.

"But all of this was for Nero."

"For Nero?"

“That’s right.” Agrippina nodded. “You should know that we… no, I should say Nero’s current status makes it completely impossible for him to become emperor.”

“If she doesn’t do something, she probably will never be able to sit on the highest throne in Rome.”

"..."

You didn't believe Agrippina was acting entirely for Nero.

After all, as a wife who murdered two of her husbands, her words carry little weight with you.

But you have to admit, Agrippina was right—if Nero were still in that position, her chances of becoming Roman emperor would be virtually zero.

You hesitated.

Agrippina, a magician herself, noticed this.

She decided to be more "open" about it.

“Professor Seneca.”

Agrippina left the window and walked up to Ian.

This terrifying woman began to look her daughter’s teacher up and down, and then said something chilling.

"If I'm not mistaken—you actually investigated the cause of my two husbands' deaths in secret, didn't you?"

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, and after realizing that he couldn't hide it from Agrippina, he nodded.

"Yes, I am indeed investigating."

“But my lady, you know—for Nero, her father is a very important person, and I cannot stand by and watch her suffer because of this.”

"That's fine."

Agrippina reached out her hand, and a blue light shone on it before touching Ian.

"I'll take this opportunity to tell you directly."

"They—I killed them all."

"..."

Despite having prepared himself mentally, Ian still couldn't help but instinctively take a few steps back when he heard Agrippina admit to it herself.

"Madam, please do not speak recklessly about such matters."

"You...know what the consequences will be."

“Of course I know,” Agrippina pressed closer, “but I trust you won’t tell anyone, Professor Seneca, right?”

"You wouldn't want your relationship with Nero to end up without your father's approval or your mother's witness, would you?"

"Besides -"

Agrippina softly uttered some mysterious incantation.

Several mysterious blue symbols appeared in her eyes, which were like mud, a sign that the magic was working.

“Professor Seneca, you should know that chirping birds are the easiest targets for arrows, right?”

"..."

This is a naked threat.

Agrippina's meaning was clear—if Ian dared to tell anyone, she would kill her teacher with magic, just as she had done to her two husbands.

However, what she didn't know was...

Ian isn't actually afraid of death; he's more concerned about something else.

"Madam, if I remember correctly, the uncle you mentioned should be the current Roman Emperor, right?"

"He will never lack beauties like you around him."

"Are you... sure you can do this?"

“You’re right, he’s not as useless as those two cowards,” Agrippina replied calmly. “It would indeed be difficult for me to do this on my own.”

"So I need your help."

"..."

“Madam, could you give me a moment to think about it?” Ian replied. “I can’t make a decision right away.”

“Of course you can.” Agrippina gave a cold smile.

“But I can only give you one day—you should know we can’t wait much longer.”

"……I see."

You have left Agrippina's room.

You sat in the living room, deeply contemplating Agrippina's words, and didn't sleep a wink all night.

Before we knew it, dawn had broken.

Nero emerged from his room.

"Eh--!"

Seeing his teacher sitting in the hall deep in thought, Nero pounced on him.

"Teacher, where did you go last night?! Why weren't you in your room?"

"Shh—!" Ian gestured for silence. "Nero, don't be so loud, your mother will hear you."

"It's okay~"

Nero nestled in the man's arms, her green eyes brimming with mischief.

“Mom won’t get up that early—so we’re safe right now.”

"Or..." the girl licked her lips, "...umm~ teacher, do you want to make us unsafe?"

Seeing Nero's delighted expression, Ian realized that she was completely unaware of the significance of her mother Agrippina's visit.

The man's heart grew heavier.

He sat up, embraced his student Nero, and after a moment of contemplation, asked:

"Nero... I'll ask you one more time, what does the emperor mean to you?"

"..."

Although he didn't understand why his teacher had suddenly adopted such a serious tone, Nero had been pondering this question for quite some time.

Her eyebrows lowered slightly, and after a moment of silence, she answered:

"If it were before, I think it would probably just be to get everyone's attention."

"After all, if you become emperor, no matter what you do, people will care and pay attention."

"Now—"

The girl raised her head, her green eyes filled with affection as she looked at the man holding her.

"I want the teacher's reputation to spread as far as possible within Rome."

"In that case—it would be a way of fulfilling the teacher's expectations of me, wouldn't it?"

"I... want you to become the greatest teacher in history!"

"Nero, you..."

Ian was somewhat moved by what Nero had said, but Nero felt that his words had not met his expectations.

"Teacher, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"..."

“No, that’s not true.” Ian shook his head, then secretly made up his mind.

“Nero, you’re right.” The man gently stroked Nero’s head.

"Indeed, I also want to be famous throughout the world like the emperor—otherwise, how can I justify all the effort I've put in over this period of time?"

"Hmm~ That's good!"