“A Roman Emperor even I know a lot about?”
“Yes.”

Ju-Heon was running deep into the tomb without any hesitation.

Boom boom!

The inside looked like an overbearing and magnificent temple, similar to the Italian Pantheon if a comparison had to be made.
However, it gave off the feel of a gloomy old castle because there were no lights of any kind.

Yoo Jaeha's eyes sparkled as he followed behind Ju-Heon.

“Then is it Caesar, Augustus, or maybe someone like Constantine? Ah, Julius Caesar wasn’t an emperor. Anyway!”

Ju-Heon sneered at him.

“I know what you are looking forward to, but unfortunately, it isn’t someone like that. Don’t have such high hopes.”
“Huh? Then who is it? I thought you said it’s a Roman Emperor even I know a lot about.”
“Domus Aurea (Golden House). That should be enough of a hint for you, right?”

‘No, I can’t tell at all.’

“…Domus Aur……Domus Aurea?”

Yoo Jaeha was recalling information about western art history when his eyes suddenly opened wide as if he thought of something.

“Ah, maybe……!”

But the moment Yoo Jaeha tried to keep talking!

Boom!

They heard something fall before the inside of the temple suddenly caught fire.

Crac...