Chapter 69

"Thanks."

Toto was stunned.

But as Fei strode toward the cheering insectoids, he took a step back and remained in the command room, and the female insectoids, as expected, did not turn around to look at him.

"plz follow me."

Toto turned around and saw the stern butler standing behind him. Compared to the tall and aloof figure in his memory, the butler was now tall and thin with long legs, not strong at all, like a spider with thin legs in the corner.

He looked Toto up and down, tugged at his white gloves, and said with a somewhat resentful yet polite expression, "Sir, Mr. Toregia, please allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Merck, and I will be in charge of your daily life from now on."

housekeeper?

Toto said expressionlessly, "I don't need it." He turned to look at the window, "Just tell me where I can hunt, and I'll support myself."

"Ah, this is the Imperial Star, young sir."

Merck gave a soft chuckle, his face cold: "Honorable nobles would hire the Zerg to serve them. You are grateful for Your Excellency's generosity; otherwise, I think you are neither qualified nor capable of paying such a high salary."

Hmph, if it weren't for the Commander's request, Merck would still be by Lanna's side, but now he's being treated like a degraded servant to these coarse natives.

The son of a poor family is completely lacking in knowledge and manners, and has nothing to do with qualities such as elegance and refinement.

Therefore, lacking manners and upbringing, and not knowing how to use honorifics and respectful titles, even if one is temporarily favored by nobles, it cannot change one's frivolous and foolish nature.

After all, they are descendants of space pirates, and they cannot understand the order and elegance of civilized society, which is why they have such foolish thoughts as hunting and campfires in their minds.

But the young male insect was not intimidated by the butler's imposing manner. Instead, looking at Merck's indifferent face, he said in a relaxed and calm tone, "Service? Does the Imperial Star also have many slaves? That's very similar to my hometown."

Merck's blood pressure spiked, and he said seriously, "Sir, I can guarantee that this place is completely different from planet AH300. There are no slaves on the Imperial Star!"

Toto looked troubled. He was no longer a little insect cub, but a handsome young male insect. His expression was calm yet confused, which made Merck feel that the expression was both familiar and strange: "Commander Fei said that the Imperial Star has slaves of money, slaves of honor, slaves of love, slaves of cubs, and many slaves."

“Commander…no, this is impossible…no, sir, I mean, when did you…”

“Before I emerged from my cocoon,” Toto tapped his head, lost in thought, “I would occasionally hear his voice in my dreams, and I remembered it little by little. By the way… uh, have you ever seen him wearing glasses? It looks really strange.”

Seeing Merck's facial expression gradually stiffen, Toto belatedly lowered his voice: "Sorry, did I scare you?"

Sleeping!?

Federal Republic, have you ever done "cocooning" for an indigenous person?

The noble, serious, and admirable Commander sets aside his tedious affairs, wearing pajamas and glasses, and tells stories in his cocoon?

Merck pushed up his glasses, took a deep breath, bent down slightly, and softened his tone: "Sir, let me take you to your lodgings to rest for a while."

"good."

Toto rubbed his forehead, then suddenly paused, a slight smile appearing on his face before he let out a strange laugh. After a moment, he looked at the oddly-looking Merck and said, "Excuse me, I just remembered... Commander Fei told a joke."

Merck's stiff smile.

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