Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

Late at night, the two who were sleeping in their arms were woken up by a knock on the door.

"Miss Yulia, Lord Archon calls you."

"What are you going to do at this late?" Yulia asked impatiently.

The guard outside the door paused for a moment, but decided to say truthfully: "Lord Archon wants to see you, and—Tartarus."

In the darkness, Otoi Hiroshi squinted his eyes slightly, "Want to see me?"

"I see, you go down first." She said in a languid voice.

As the sound of footsteps faded, the room was quiet as if time had stood still.

"How?" Yulia spoke first, bringing her lips to the root of Otoihiro's ear, "Want to escape?"

Otoi Hiroshi stretched out his hand and pinched her upturned nose, Yulia's eyes widened viciously, and after a while, the crystalline tears in her wide eyes began to spread.

Letting go of her hand, Yulia gently kneaded her hands at the ends of her nose, her cheeks mixed with shame and anger.

"I won't run away," Otoi pressed his forehead to hers, "If I had the opportunity to marry our great archon, wouldn't it be a lot of money."

Yulia pushed him away, stood up, and gently stepped on his face with smooth and tender feet, "Hmph, obviously just a slave." "

Ahhh... Under the silver moonlight, a cold and arrogant beautiful girl is stepping on my face.

The beautifully embroidered nightdress swayed gently, and Otoi looked at the bottom of her skirt.

Otoi Hiroshi suddenly thought of the historical knowledge that had tormented him countless times.

[Women before the 17th century did not wear panties]

That's fine.

Thanks to the history teacher.

So, Otoi Hiroshi stretched out the tip of his tongue and slid over the cool arch of her foot.

"You! You! You! Yulia retreated, and her whole body fell backwards.

In an instant, at that moment, Hiroshi Otoi grabbed her wrist.

The action of forces is mutual.

If it's wrong, you will correct it.

In short, Yulia suddenly stopped falling backwards, and pulled back under the strong force of Otoihiro, and slammed forward.

So, Yulia threw herself on the wall.

On Otoi Hiroshi's face, there was an extra 33-yard red mark.

......

Leaving aside the opulent courtyard, the interior alone shows the typical layout methods, spatial combinations, art forms and styles of Roman architecture.

The classic dome structure sets off this already huge mansion even more magnificently.

Yulia walked in front, while Otoi Hiroshi was one position behind her, like a personal guard.

When the two reached the door of the drawing room, two guards pushed the door open.

One person was already sitting there waiting, a strong but not savage figure, short straight black hair made him look energetic, and when he raised his head, those dark brown eyes revealed wisdom and determination.

Gaius Julius Caesar, consul of the country.

The consuls were the highest elected office during the Roman Republic, with two elected in a year. They are effectively the head of state, responsible for commanding the army, presiding over the meetings of the Senate, implementing decrees passed by the Senate, and representing the country in foreign affairs.

It can be said that at this moment, he is already standing at the highest level of the power game.

In the future, he became the founder of the Roman Empire with his superior talents.

Called - Julius Caesar.

The moment the guards closed the door, only the three of them remained in the entire drawing room.

"Tartarus, I heard of your bravery." Caesar looked at Otoi Hiroshi with a sharp gaze.

Otoi Hiroshi saluted slightly, "It is an honor to receive the appreciation of His Excellency the Archon."

"Father!" Yulia suddenly spoke.

"Your business, I'll talk about it later."

After that, Caesar turned his gaze to Otoi Hiroshi, "In you, I see something different from those slaves, and I hope you can use your power to serve me."

"Perhaps, fate always favors the brave, but everyone has their own path. Please also forgive me for refusing. "

Then," Caesar's face changed, "how do you explain the matter with Yulia?!"

"It has nothing to do with him, even if I die, I will not marry Pompey!" Yulia suddenly shouted.

Otoihiro's hand fell on her shoulder, and his gaze turned to Caesar, "Yulia is your daughter, and she is a person who should have the right to decide her own destiny. She should never be a victim of your alliance, let alone marry Pompey, who is more than half a hundred years old.

Caesar closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly loosened them.

"This country needs her sacrifice."

"Your Excellency, Archon, I understand your concerns, your legions are watching, and your stories are being told everywhere in Gaul, but the power of the Senate is too great..."

Caesar suddenly stood up and looked at Hiroshi Otoi quietly, showing neither joy nor displeasure, but stood there calmly.

"If you are willing to cancel the marriage contract between Yulia and Pompey, I will be more than happy to serve you." Otoi Hiroshi said with a smile.

"Slave, I don't need you to do anything for me!" Yulia spoke.

She faintly heard the meaning of the words of the two, but she didn't understand what it meant, but she always felt that Tartarus seemed to be making a deal with her father for her.

Only Otoi Hiroshi shook his head at her.

"Since you have said that, then you should understand the importance of alliances. War is not the result I want, but some people provoke disputes again and again. So, for yourself, for Yulia, for your fellow slaves, take out your chips.

After hearing Caesar's words, Otoi Hiroshi went straight to him.

Caesar also waved his hand and joined him.

The amazing fight began again, the two were extremely fast, and their figures scuffled together.

Punch after punch, if you can dodge, you can dodge, if you can't dodge, you will hard connect.

Caesar is worthy of being a man who can conquer the whole of Gaul, and in the face of his strong strength, Otoi Hiroshi can only be indistinguishable from him.

Unlike the barbarian tyrant, and different from Kyogoku Jin, his strength is reflected in his keen sense of smell and iron-blooded battlefield experience.

However, in the end, it is Hiroshi Otoi's skills that are superior.

Hiroshi Otoi's moves integrate the essence of major genres, and the movements are swift and violent, and they can be gentle like water, and the movements are gentle, and they are as poisonous as a poisonous snake.

Typical pragmatism.

After standing with his arms crossed in front of his chest and fending off Hiroshi Otoi's sudden outburst, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Your bravery, I have seen it, but this is not enough." Caesar frowned.

"And what about this?" The moment Otoi Hiroshi turned around, it had already turned into Yulia's face.

"What?!"

[Question: Which fairy tale character keeps lengthening his nose whenever he lies? 】