Chapter 25

"Boss!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, as if something was hit on the ground.

Bang!

The door was pushed open and Arthur looked outside.

Oh, it turned out that the people who were knocked to the ground were his two guards. Both of them were beaten black and blue, their pistols were kicked far away, one was stepped on, and the other was pressed against the wall.

Arthur looked at the person who had done this.

The young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes also looked at him at the same time. Suddenly, the young man glared, left his two guards and rushed towards Arthur.

"How dare you humiliate the boss like this!"

The young man pulled Arthur's hand off Milo's chest and punched Arthur in the face.

Arthur was ecstatic.

Great! It's the main character!

This time the plot is finally going to develop normally!

"Seventeen!"

The fist that was swinging in the air was stopped abruptly.

Milo had stood up in the chaos, put one shoulder in front of Arthur, and stared at the young man's face.

The three people's positions were really weird, and Arthur silently took a step back.

"go out."

Milo's voice was cold and intimidating without even getting angry. There was no sign of submission in him as he knelt on the ground.

Seventeen raised his chin proudly and echoed: "Did you hear that? The boss told you to get out."

"You go out."

The air was still.

Seventeen quickly realized something and pointed at himself in disbelief: "Me? Boss, why?"

Milo looked away: "It is my duty to serve the Lord."

"Boss, what are you talking about? You weren't like this before. What did this bastard do to you?!"

Arthur suddenly laughed.

"responsibility?"

He slowly bent down, his beautiful eyes curved up with a smile, but with a sense of oppression.

Milo slowly returned to his knees as his gaze dropped.

Arthur half bent over and pinched Milo's chin. His long hair hung down from his shoulders like a kitten's tail hanging from the edge of a bookshelf, swaying and making people feel itchy.

"You said it's your responsibility to serve me, so you'll do whatever I ask you to do?"

Milo nodded slightly between his fingers, his eyelashes trembling nervously.

What a good person who endures humiliation and bears heavy burdens.

Arthur curled his lips and turned Milo's face to Seventeen: "Then let your adjutant watch from the side and cheer us on. What do you say?"

Milo's face turned pale for a moment.

"Arthur, you beast!"

Seventeen couldn't control himself anymore and started cursing. The young man clenched his fists like rocks again.

"good."

A few words, barely uttered, paused the scene.

Seventeen looked at Milo in surprise, as if he was looking at a person possessed by a ghost:

"Boss?"

Arthur looked at the person at his feet.

The vein on his forehead bulged, reflecting the humiliation that Milo was trying desperately to suppress.

As if to hide his emotions, Milo lowered his head even lower.

It was clear that when he was fighting for his faith and his people on the battlefield, he never bowed his head to the enemy.

This was not the result Arthur wanted.

He raised his eyes to meet Seventeen's and winked at him.

Seventeen was stunned for a moment, trying to distinguish Arthur's mouth shape -

Take him away

Seventeen suddenly understood something and rushed over quickly, grabbing Milo's arm.

"Boss, let's go!"

Very good, that's right.

Arthur put his hands behind his back and watched the two people in front of him pulling each other.

"I do!"

Milo's head shot up.

Arthur's heart skipped a beat.

Just at that moment, he thought the other party was going to call him Master.

"My Lord, please don't abandon me. I am willing!"

Milo looked at Arthur and argued urgently.

Such a similar pair of eyes, but now filled with fear, it shouldn't be like this.

Arthur gritted his teeth and lowered his tone.

"go out."

"Did you hear that, boss?" Seventeen tugged at Milo's arm and urged, "Let's go!"

"I mean you."

Seventeen stopped moving, his eyes wide open: "Me again?"

Arthur said he didn't understand why he wanted to keep Milo, but at that moment the thought came to his mind, and a voice in his mind urged him to speak like a ghost.

He frowned.

Milo was kneeling at his feet.

"Bring me the whip."

The young man at his feet shuddered, but he quickly took the whip hanging on the wall, then knelt back in front of Arthur's knees and held the whip with both hands.

"Please punish me, my Lord."

Milo's voice was muffled.

"Punishment?" Arthur glanced at the cold light on the whip and said, "Tell me, what's your fault?"

"I shouldn't have hesitated at my master's command."

"Why hesitate?" Arthur raised his gaze to meet Milo's. The young man's eyes flickered, avoiding the eye contact.

"I……"

"Because you don't want to."

Arthur didn't give Milo a chance to explain and made the final decision.

At the same time, the whip was raised high.

The whip cut through the air, swung in a painful arc.

Milo's shoulders hunched sharply.

The whip stopped in mid-air.

Arthur dropped the whip in his hand and sighed:

"Milo, stand up."

Milo opened his mouth but didn't move.

Arthur met Milo's confused eyes:

"Why do you say you do? Tell me what you really think."

Arthur softened his voice, casting aside his usual harshness and coldness, and patiently guided the students.

Arthur saw Milo's originally focused eyes become distracted, as if he was bewitched:

"Because it's my duty, a female insect's duty."

"Then who gave you this responsibility?"

Seeing that Milo still refused to get up, Arthur lowered himself and met Milo's eyes.

"I……"

Milo's eyelashes fluttered, and he stammered as if waking from a dream.

"I don't know...but since I was born, everyone..."

"Milo."

Arthur looked directly into those dark eyes, and Milo flinched, but for once he didn't hide.

"No one says that male insects should wield power and female insects should be confined to the bed. You've done well up until now, relying on your own strength to reach one of the twenty-one positions in the military. If you have to tone down your edge just because you marry me, that's my problem."

"No one has ever said that to me."

Milo's expression was blank, as if he had received a huge shock.

"Why...are you telling me this?"

"Because someone once told me not to succumb to fate."

Arthur couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. If he could see his own expression at this moment, he would probably be shocked by the almost profound nostalgia.

"So I thought, maybe it would be fun to occasionally fight fate."

Milo stared at him blankly, his chest heaving.

"That person is..."

"——So, go after what you really want, like power."

"Power?" Milo repeated bewilderedly.

"But," the young man choked out his turbid breath, as if there was a painful lesion in his chest, "I am so... I can't do it."

Arthur sensed a subtle fluctuation in the air.

The female insect is in estrus.

A rising body temperature is an instinct of adult female insects. When their spirit is pushed to its limit, their bodies automatically enter estrus, diluting the mental pain and turning exploitation and plunder into a willing sacrifice.

This was probably the first time he had fallen into such a state. Milo clutched his military shirt, which was buttoned tightly to his Adam's apple, with a somewhat confused expression.

Arthur pursed his lips.

The tide surged quietly in the air. Arthur thought for a moment, "Although your adjutant is a bit impulsive, he has a good character. He is a trustworthy person who can be used by you."

After saying that, Arthur was thinking about whether to add anything else, but he inadvertently met Milo's gaze.

The other person looked at him with a somewhat surprised look, as if asking Arthur why he told him this.

Arthur looked away.

I saw several medals on the young man's military uniform, polished to perfection, shining like stars on his shoulders.

"Go back to the military headquarters. It's a better place for you."

"Is this... what you wanted?"

There seemed to be tears in Milo's eyes.

Arthur paused, then nodded.

The door opened and Milo was quickly pulled away by Seventeen who was squatting at the door.

He was the only one left in the room.

The air finally calmed down, and Arthur threw himself on the sofa with his back and his arms resting on his forehead.

"It seems OOC."

Arthur muttered, feeling a little regretful:

"I shouldn't say so much..."

[Xiaoyu, let’s go.]

Tutu's sudden words made Arthur stunned.

"Where are you going?" Arthur reacted as soon as he asked. He sat up and said, "So fast? Is the talk therapy so effective?"

[Um. ]

This time, the tunnel opened smoothly before him, but Arthur hesitated.

[Let’s go, Xiaoyu.]

Tutu urged.

"But……"

Milo and that man were so much alike. Somewhere in his heart, he still held on to a hope that maybe that man was not dead, maybe that man was Milo.

If he had stayed just a little longer, perhaps he could have been sure—

So what?

Arthur was suddenly confused.

Even if Milo really was that person, that defector, what did it have to do with him? He just wanted to complete his mission quickly, leave the Authority, and then die.

How long had it been since he had thought about death?

Drop! Drop! Drop!

The communicator on the table suddenly vibrated violently.

The body moves first.

[Light rain!]

Tutu shouted anxiously.

Arthur opened the communicator, and the screen that popped up was shaking violently. Seventeen was running wildly on the other side of the screen.

"What's wrong?" Arthur frowned.

"It's the boss, the boss," Seventeen gasped, "He's in heat, there are only males here!"

Arthur rushed out the door.

Behind him, the tunnel slowly closed like the lifeless eyes of a dying person, and then disappeared.

We shouldn't have just let Milo go alone.

Arthur clenched his fists.

The scenery in the car window was rapidly receding, but it was still faster than the heartbeat in my chest.

"Arthur!"

As soon as his car stopped, Seventeen came up to him impatiently and opened his car door.

"When we came out of the villa, I noticed something was wrong with the boss and told him to go back to his original residence to rest, but I don't know what was wrong with him, he insisted on going back to the military headquarters."

The military department is a mixed crowd, including some very high-ranking male insects, which will naturally aggravate Milo's symptoms.

He should have thought of it earlier.

But he thought that as long as Seventeen was by Milo's side, it was enough.

Arthur unconsciously quickened his pace: "Where is he now? How is his condition? Is there anyone with him——"

——Arthur stopped

Outside the general's office, there were several male insects lying on the ground in a mess, their faces were blue or purple, and their expressions were extremely interesting.

Seventeen kicked a male insect that was in the way and snorted coldly:

"Boss, you better hold back a bit, otherwise, no one here will be left alive."

Arthur suddenly felt like laughing.

He held his forehead, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

Just across the door, Milo was suffering from the torment of passion.

But Arthur didn't come any closer.

Seventeen turned around and pushed his shoulder in confusion: "Come on, why don't you leave?"

Arthur shook his head.

"At times like this, you should be by his side."

Seventeen stared at him for a moment, then shrugged: "Whatever you say."

Arthur turned and left.

"Hello!"

Seventeen shouted behind him:

"You really don't care? Why are you running so fast if you don't care?"

"Um."

Arthur does not look back:

"not give a damn about."

But the next second, someone grabbed his wrist.

Seventeen glared at him angrily: "Who cares whether you care or not, the boss specifically asked for you!"

With a shove on the shoulder, Arthur was pushed into the office.

The scorching air instantly enveloped him.

The door closed tightly behind him, clicked twice and locked.

The young man behind the desk gasped softly and raised his tearful eyes.

Desire burned Milo's face:

"My Lord, is that you?"

After confirming that it was him, Milo hugged him eagerly.

"I'm back at the military headquarters. I've been obedient... Can you give me a reward?"

Arthur rubbed the soft white hair in his palm and muttered softly:

"Power...will also be given to you. Can you give me a reward first?"

The blood rushed in his ears, making all the words become blurred, and Arthur pinched his palm.

He also felt uncomfortable in such an atmosphere.

The female insect's pheromones were teasing him intentionally or unintentionally, igniting a fire in his abdomen.

Arthur frowned:

"Where's the medicine?"

“No medicine…”

Milo moved unsteadily towards Arthur, whimpering and begging.

"I want you... My Lord, I only want you."

She pressed her hot cheek against the crook of Arthur's neck and rubbed it.

Arthur gasped.

no!

You will get pregnant!

Once you become pregnant, the black point will be activated and the task will become more difficult.

"You'll regret it."

Arthur pushed the person away and took a deep breath. The heat of his body had begun to respond to the female insect's invitation, and he had to stop it while he was still conscious.

The fingertips were suddenly held in a moist and warm mouth.

"I won't regret it..."

Milo raised his wet eyes and said vaguely:

"Give me your child...the Lord's child."