Chapter 892: NERO'S VILLAIN ERA (1)

IT WAS a distant memory– a dark one, at that.

Nero scoffed while watching his ancestor, a stupid and cruel emperor, feast on the dead bodies of the male Rosehearts that he hunted down with some of his trusted high-ranking nobles. It was funny how those filthy bastards acted fancy while devouring human flesh with their elegant table etiquette.

[How pretentious.]

There wasn't an ounce of elegance in the way the stupid emperor and the nobles laughed while eating human flesh.

[Why would they even eat the flesh of male Rosehearts?]

Of course, he also got to watch how the stupid emperor and his cohorts hunted down their victims before that.

He didn't really feel anything aside from curiosity.

But it was pretty surreal to see the difference between his two ancestors.

The de Moonasterion emperor as the predator, and the male Rosehearts as the prey.