Local Man Steals Roman Empress' Sword, Says 'Aight Bet' Before Dragging It Around
"So, how do we go about about designing this road system?"
Jin sat in a meditative posture, his chin resting comfortably on his palm as he perched atop his knees.
Sitting opposite him was Nero who had her arms crossed under her chest, occasionally mumbling while her eyes were closed.
"..."
Getting no answer, Jin continued staring at her ahoge which twitched and swayed like a leaf.
His eyes dazedly darted right and left.
"Umu!"
After a while, her eyes finally opened, a soft expression grazing her visage.
"Praetor, could you do me a favor?"
'Oh, no.'
Bracing himself, Jin's face became utterly serious, fingers intertwined together in a businesslike manner.
Seeing him so eager for this task, she became quite happy.
"Umu! It's decided then!"
She crawled towards him before plopping down again.
"I will need your help in marking the areas where all the roads will be."
"You mean...?"
"Indeed! All the roads will be approximately 6 meters in length, with an extra 4 meters on each side designed for future civilians! And I want you-"
Reaching out, she grabbed ahold of his cheeks, before gently squishing them.
"-to draw those lines across all the terrain!"
His dead fish-like eyes met hers which sparkled with mischief.
'Physical activity gon' be piss easy then...'
"Sure."
Getting an affirmative nod, she retreated in happiness and confidently started to draw on the ground.
Seeing her focus, Jin decided to stay quiet and let her cook.
Until he saw her get up and start drawing elsewhere.
'Oh, shit.'
This map gotta be fucking huge.
"Uwwwwww!"
He also saw the Titanhorn following her around like a puppy.
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"Praetor... if you somehow, someway, by some means, for SOME odd reason, in some manner- MMFFMM!"
"Uh-huh."
Tightly closing her mouth shut with his thumb and middle finger, Jin wielded the crimson blade using his free arm with ease, as if it was just an extension of his body.
"MPH... MPH!!!"
And seeing the tear-stricken face of the Empress flailing her arms in wild haymakers, he couldn't help but see her as a toddler having a temper tantrum.
Several minutes ago as Nero finished drawing the map, he had somehow forced-... persuaded Nero to give him her crimson blade, claiming he'd need it to carve the lines.
To which she replied...
"Praetor, why not use a stick?"
At that time, he looked at her with a deadpan gaze, conveying a message that insulted her intelligence.
However, realizing who she was talking to, she facepalmed herself.
"Ah! I forgot it'll break! Fine, this shall be in your hands then, I trust-"
To which bro was like, "aight bet", before he yanked the bitch out of her hand, and started running away with Nero following behind him in surprise and annoyance.
"MMMMMHMMM!!!"
Now back to the current situation, he couldn't help but feel a bit proud.
'Actin' like you some big shot... wait never mind.'
Shit. That didn't work.
'Fuck.'
Still, copying Nero's signature smug smirk, he continued swinging the blade around, slicing the air in a crimson arc.
"..."
Meanwhile, the Legion troops watched their interaction in silence, wondering how this... 'Praetor' or whatever he's called could casually act with this imposing Empress of theirs.
'Probably an advisor?'
They decided on this idea they had datastormed together in unison.
But... based on their previous data, aren't advisers supposed to... well advise?!
Why does this one's appearance look so 'unrefined'?
Where is the classic cape?
The cliche they were so used to... the luxurious gold and platinum ornaments which were usually adorned with medals, where are they at?!
The only thing that stood out about this odd-looking human male was that his body was exceptionally well-sculpted, which already garnered him a lot of respect from the troops.
Though, mechanically engineered soldiers, they knew that humans could also be quite capable.
And one undeniable sign of a strong human was a well sculpted, and functional body which Jin had perfected to the extreme.
"My Empress."
Seeing their Legion Commander stepping forward, they put their thoughts away and straightened up.
"Hmm?"
Jin finally let go of Nero's lips, curiously glancing at the newcomer.
"Praetor! You asshole!"
'Woah...'
Surprised by the fact that she cussed him out, he suddenly felt like a dad watching their rebellious kid throw a hissy fit.
'Wait, aren't I supposed to be mad then?'
Lost in thought, he continued swinging Nero's personal blade.
Furthered annoyed by his indifferent response, she pouted and looked towards the Legion Commander.
"Speak!"
The Legion Commander knelt down, one hand placed over her chest.
"It has come to my attention that you must have finished the road design, my Empress."
"Umu!"
Proudly puffing her chest, whilst completely disregarding the previous ordeal, she pointed at Jin with a smug grin.
"My Praetor will designate the boundaries, following which you and your brigade will excavate to a depth of 8 meters!"
"Understood, my Empress. But-"
Sensing her hesitation, Nero patiently waited for her next question.
"I apologize for my inquiry, but... may I ask how your 'Praetor' intends to manage this task single-handedly?"
Looking up from her kneeling position, the Legion Commander glanced around the massive rolling plains.
"Moreover, it appears we lack a comprehensive map for reference..."
"Oh, so that's what's been bothering you?"
Nero glanced at Jin as he continued to wield HER sword, while also noting how his form had somehow perfected itself within just a minute.
Nonetheless, she ignored this, and attributed this to her Praetor... being her Praetor!
Umu!
"...?"
Sensing an extremely intense gaze on him, he didn't even need to turn around to discover that it was Nero.
Jin stopped his motions, before stabbing the crimson blade into the ground beside him.
Yawning, he stretched his arms behind his back in an overhead position, while subtly glancing back.
"I take it you want me to start?"
Catching sight of Nero's sunny grin and thumbs-up gesture, he swiftly grasped the blade's hilt, keeping it embedded into the ground, and crouched down, his leg muscles tensing in preparation.
"Aight."
'System, you ready?'
{Ding! As ready as ever ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧}
'Cool, just remember the map and guide me... we fuckin' chillin' after this.'
{Understood! (─ ‿ ─)}
BOOM!
With speed far surpassing what he had previously shown before, a compressed explosion shot outwards, his figure blitzing into the distance as the crimson blade continued digging deep into the ground, leaving a trail of crimson fire.
Meanwhile, Nero had a completely carefree face, continuously Umuing to herself in pride.
"That's my Praetor!"
THUD!
At the same, one of the soldiers fell face flat into the ground again.
It was the same guy!
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{On your right!}
BOOM!
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{Left!}
BOOM!
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{Forward and then left again!}
BOOM!
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BOOM!
{Host! Stop!}
FWOOSH!
Immediately halting his momentum, his figure finally became visible again, while air continued to blast forward like a canon.
"..."
Lazily stretching his body, he left the now extremely bright crimson blade which had smoke coming out of it, in its place, before walking off.
Glancing back at Nero, he waved and commented before jumping away.
"Gotta nap."
Waving back at his departing figure with a happy and soft smile, she glanced towards the gobsmacked Legion.
"Start the construction!"
Meanwhile, the Legion Commander silently stood up before walking towards Nero.
"My Empress, is he...?"
Knowing what her inquiry was about this time, she just shook her head and nonchalantly replied.
"Human? Probably... don't know, don't care! He's my Praetor and that's all that matters! Now, get to work!"
Seeing her gesturing towards them, the Legion finally woke up from their stupor and replied in unison.
"Yes, my Empress!"
Responding to her orders, the entire brigade ascended into the air, dispersing across the vast expanse of the rolling plains.
Hovering over their chosen areas, their already piercing crimson gazes intensified even further, emitting a brilliant red laser beam that bore through the ground along the lines Jin had marked for them.
"Wow!"
Observing this scene, Nero's eyes sparked with excitement, her emerald orbs gleaming at the sight before her.
Meanwhile, the Legion Commander scanned the entire terrain, before putting her hand up.
"Stop!"
She then commanded them.
"Divide them into smaller chunks for better management, then encircle and use your Plasma Whips to carry them out!"
"Yes, commander Valkyria!"
"Umu! So that's your name, as your Empress, I apologize for not asking beforehand!"
"Ah... no need, my Empr-"
"Umu! Then, I will have to ask the others their names as well!"
Feeling the rather cheerful Empress at her side, Valkyria felt a sudden sense of pressure.
Oblivious to this, Nero watched intently as the soldiers expertly wielded their Plasma Whips, directing them precisely into the now 8-meter-deep ground. Working in pairs, they exerted their strength, effortlessly hoisting substantial chunks of earth from the ground.
"Nice!"
Satisfied with their strength and efficiency, she plopped down on the ground and happily continued to observe them.
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*SNORE*
{Ding! Not again! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!}
The system dinged in frustration as its Host casually snored against the Titanhorn who was taking a fucking nap as well!
Really?!
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