The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1210 - 15: Why Are You So Skilled?

Night falls at the Claudius estate.

White marble columns stand like a formation of Giants, supporting a triangular pediment engraved with Victory’s laurels. The arch’s dome, covered in Gold and Bronze, hangs high, with the moonlight pouring down through an eye-shaped circular opening, casting moving spots of light on the floor inlaid with red jasper. On the porphyry walls, Bronze brazier stands extend out, and the leaping Flames cast shadows on silver-inlaid mosaic murals, reviving the scenes of the war of the gods with the flickering light.

In the central courtyard stands the statue of Divine Ancestor Romulus wearing a laurel Flower Crown, with a marble pedestal streaming with water from the Active Spring flowing through aqueducts. The sound of water transforms into an ethereal Holy Chant within the echoing walls. Gilded Bronze lamps hang beneath violet drapes, gently brushing relief sculptures of Divine Monsters on the supporting walls, with the air filled with the rich aroma of myrrh Spice and wine, the glory of the Empire eternally solidified in each piece of volcanic ash concrete brick.

As the mistress of the house, young Agrippina sits in a bath strewn with petals, enjoying the careful servitude of her Maids while savoring this year’s freshly brewed wine.

The law is just a tool for the Empire to maintain stability, and the so-called fairness and justice are merely deceitful terms for the lower classes.

Can the noble carrying Divine Blood be the same as the lowly like dust?

Do these ants-like beings still hope she’ll be brought to Court for trial? Utterly delusional!

As the Empire’s queen, would a mere Law Enforcement Officer dare to actually detain her for the discontent of a group of commoners?

Thus, out of sight of the crowd, she and her servants were specially escorted home by that Law Enforcement Officer.

Recalling the image of the Law Enforcement Officer nodding like a hyena, groveling for forgiveness before their parting, young Agrippina couldn’t help but let out a smug, cold laugh.

However, because of the muscle contraction, a painful burning sensation spread across her face.

Hiss~~

Young Agrippina took a sharp breath, covering her still not fully recovered cheeks, her mind flashing back to the scene of being brutally slapped in public during the day, the intense shame stirring and churning within her heart.

Damned wretch, daring to hit me in public!

A sinister glimpse passed through young Agrippina’s eyes, wishing she could immediately rally her men to capture and torment that woman, venting the hatred in her heart.

However, remembering the crucial information the Law Enforcement Officer reported to her before their parting, young Agrippina hesitated a bit.

If in this realm of Rome, dealing with a rootless outsider was nothing significant.

But that woman seemed to have some connection with Quirinus.

Although Divine Ancestor Romulus had retired, and Quirinus’s presence wasn’t strong, it was still the Divine Blood Family that founded Rome, the lineage of Divine Ancestor Romulus. To challenge their authority, she, as the queen, had to weigh the consequences.

At that moment, a deep voice came from outside the door:

"My Lady, I’ve investigated the matter you asked about and have clarified everything."

Young Agrippina perked up and asked:

"Who is she?"

"As you knew, no records, no identity, no family, truly a traveler from Greece."

"And the one who took her away?"

"Also from Greece."

The Messenger outside paused and added,

"I heard he once taught at the Academy of Athens and was recently invited by the Temple to come to Rome specifically to tutor Prince Nero."

"It’s him!"

Young Agrippina abruptly stood up from the pool, her eyes blazing with Fury.

As a woman with a constant yearning for high status, she harbored an extraordinary Desire for the power thrones within the Great Imperial Palace.

And Nero was her key to unlocking this door.

Once she had the fortune of becoming the guardian of this Divine Son, she thought she could continuously influence him under the guise of a "mother," making him her puppet, thereby taking the reins of the whole Empire and becoming the de facto ruler from behind the scenes.

But she never expected that her guardianship over Nero would be suddenly stripped away within days of her aspirations soaring.

Instead, a teacher from Greece took over the responsibility of educating and raising Nero.

Initially, young Agrippina didn’t take it seriously, but as time passed, she found Nero becoming increasingly rebellious under that teacher’s tutelage, not even acknowledging her as his "mother."

This greatly infuriated her, and she made multiple requests to her husband Claudius I and the Pantheon, hoping to resume raising and educating Nero.

However, her requests were not only denied, but she was even prohibited from approaching Nero.

Seeing herself drifting further from the power thrones, young Agrippina naturally bore deep resentment against the initiator, always contemplating on teaching that person a lesson and reclaiming Nero’s nurturing and educating rights, but she could never find an opportunity to act.

Unexpectedly, when she didn’t proactively provoke the opponent, they came right to her doorstep.

What a twist of fate!

Young Agrippina ground her teeth in resentment but still maintained a sliver of calmness, asking:

"What’s with the Quirinus’s Emblem in his hand?"

"I heard that initially, the Wine God Temple invited this teacher, and Lady Cassandra, to facilitate his movements in Rome, specially sent him her family’s Emblem." fгeewebnovёl.com

So that’s how it is...

Young Agrippina’s heart settled, her eyes flickering as she continued to ask,

"Where is he now?"

"In a residence within the city, together with the outsider who injured you."

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