Chapter 133 Bold
The female insect kneeling in front of Samuel had a red face and her whole body was radiating astonishing heat.
This made Samuel feel a little hot.
It’s so hot…
For Samuel, it was a feeling he hadn't had in a long, long time.
He has never left the dungeon since he awakened the dried-up spring five years ago.
The fields of fragrant flowers turned into a scene that only appeared in dreams.
This flower, with its exceptionally delicate petals and fragrant aroma, blooms only during the hottest months of July.
Samuel suddenly felt a little bored.
He withdrew his fingers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. The golden ring in his pupil emitted a dazzling light, but it also exposed the depth of his pupil.
"Ernest, I can't give you what you want."
Samuel's voice was a little cold. He had been trapped in Jiudiequan for many years, and the cold seemed to have seeped into his bones.
Hearing this, Ernest's eyes widened and he immediately prostrated himself on the ground.
Ernest actually didn't know what His Majesty meant by "what he wanted", but since His Majesty was angry, he was wrong.
"Your Majesty, Ernest wouldn't dare."
The muscles on his back were beautifully defined, rising and falling in rhythmic patterns, like distant hills at dusk.
Samuel's eyes fell on it, and then he looked away.
"Puppy, all actions are the product of desire."
Just like his resurrection was driven by the Queen's prayer.
Of course, there is hatred.
He kept Ernest because he could provide him with energy and warmth. He was also curious about the little bumblebee.
The reason why Ernest stayed with him was because he wanted to repay the "favor" he had shown him in the past.
But Samuel didn't think that little "favor" could make Ernest willing to die for it. He must have more desires.
The purpose of female bees approaching male bees has always been simple: one is to reproduce offspring, and the other is to stabilize the spiritual sea.
The strong attraction between them is actually due to pheromones for reproduction.
In order to cover up this cold purpose, "love" was created.
It is an infinitely beautified thing.
Samuel respected and loved the Queen immensely, but this did not affect his understanding of "love", which was contrary to the Queen's original intention.
During his days of captivity, Samuel's body was like a rotten branch, but his mental strength was unprecedentedly strong.
Like wildly growing mycelium, it wanders everywhere in the underground palace.
He never left his house, but saw far more things than before.
Samuel saw the exploitation of one class by another, the infighting within the same class, the huge disparities caused simply by gender, and that the operation of the entire hive actually relied on the continuous blood supply from the most inconspicuous and humble worker bees.
The teachings of the scriptures were refuted one by one.
Samuel found that he no longer trusted the Queen's judgment.
If there were no gender distinction in this world, and all the worker bees worked together to support the only queen bee, without infighting or disputes, perhaps things would develop better.
It was at this time that the Jiudiequan spring dried up again.
Even though his mental strength is stronger than before.
But the queen never responded to him again.
That's fair.
His faith was shattered.
So the queen also abandoned him.
"What is your desire?"
Samuel asked.
Ernest remained in the prone position, his lips trembling for a moment, but he could not utter any words.
A long silence fell between the two of them.
After a while, Ernest said, "May your Majesty be in good health."
"Flattering words," Samuel commented. "You really are still a member of the bee tribe, Ernest."
Compared with other insect tribes, bees who collect honey all year round are more generous with their words.
Ernest was dull and he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
Samuel's golden spiritual tentacles meandered in the air and then arrived above Ernest's head.
The easiest way to tell whether a female bee is lying is to enter the spiritual sea.
But Samuel's tentacles stopped when they touched Ernest's short black hair.
The tentacles were all retracted, like the receding tide.
"Get up."
Samuel said.
"In that case, become my guard bee."
Ernest looked up and saw the male insect's raised mouth. He looked away as if burned and lowered his head again: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
But Ernest was not happy about this. He had an innate, beast-like intuition.
—Your Majesty did not really smile.
Becoming a Guard Bee had been his long-cherished dream, but after being recognized by His Majesty himself, Ernest was not as ecstatic as he had imagined.
"What's wrong?"
Samuel easily interpreted the hesitation in Ernest's eyes.
“…I still have one more desire.”
Ernest's Adam's apple rolled.
Samuel lifted Ernest's jaw with interest, and his slender index finger slid and touched the cartilage that rolled up and down.
The cartilage was obviously very nervous and shyly escaped from his index finger, and finally returned to its original place silently.
Just like this female insect, she handed her fatal weakness to him.
"Go on," Samuel demanded.
"I hope Your Majesty is... happy." Ernest was forced to raise his chin. He did not dare to look into His Majesty's eyes, but only looked at His Majesty's shoulders.
He was aware of His Majesty's emaciation.
Beneath the thin white robe, his body looked even more bony.
"Oh."
Samuel smiled.
"Nice desire."
He praised, then asked a question.
"How do you think I can be happy?"
A look of confusion flashed in Ernest's eyes.
Samuel didn't blame him. It was a question even he couldn't answer.
"Ernest, what do you think is the reason for my unhappiness?"
Samuel continued to ask.
This time, Ernest was able to answer.
"Because His Majesty was hurt."
"Your Majesty has no food, and no... freedom."
He said slowly, his brown eyes showing deep pain and pity.
Samuel saw it all.
mercy?
A female bee who worked hard to collect nectar but could only eat a few mouthfuls; who tried hard to train to become a guard bee but failed repeatedly because she did not understand the underlying rules, actually felt sorry for him.
Then he saw Ernest raise his head again.
"Is it... a temple?"
Ernest spoke carefully.
He already knows the reasons why His Majesty is unhappy. If he eliminates these reasons one by one, will His Majesty no longer be unhappy?
His Majesty is kind-hearted and unwilling to eat his fellow men, but he does so willingly.
This is Your Majesty fulfilling his wish. What could Your Majesty do wrong?
But he alone is not enough.
Where could he find a constant supply of food?
There are many bee tribes. If...
Every year, countless worker bees die in the process of collecting honey, and there are also many female bees that cannot survive the cruel training and die along the way.
Even when the high priests in the temple were fighting for power, a large number of female bees died.
Ernest once witnessed a female insect die while selecting guard bees - the reason was that she was unwilling to accept the "cultivation" of High Priest James.
But why, when it comes to death, only Your Majesty is charged with such a crime?
The other male insects are invisible?
Is it because of the temple?
Because the temple publicizes their achievements and hides these dirty things in a halo of holiness.
However, the fact that His Majesty is a golden-ringed hornet has been made public.
They said that it was because His Majesty had eaten the flesh and blood of his compatriots that the Empress was enraged and the Jiudie Spring dried up.
All the bees were furious about this, and even the unintelligent worker bees complained about it.
But the spring of Jiudiequan was originally dry.
It was your majesty who made it surge again.
It has simply been restored to its original state, yet Your Majesty faces countless accusations.
Why?
Ernest's eyes fell on the shackles on Samuel's limbs.
He didn't know who had put them on His Majesty, but they were so dazzling.
Samuel's golden eyes turned to Ernest.
"You are very bold."
He said.
Unlike the long-lost 'king', the temple has controlled the bee tribe for hundreds of years. All the bees grew up under the teachings of the temple, and all of them believe in it immensely.
But Ernest dared to express his doubts and even blame the temple.
So... the future of the bee tribe described by the system called ome is true.
Ernest leaned his head against the altar again.
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
"No, puppy," Samuel laughed, "it's a compliment."
"Such a big body should be matched with such a big courage."
He chuckled twice.
The water of Jiudie Spring has dried up, and even if it could flow again, it would be controlled by the temple.
Therefore, worker bees mostly rely on the blessings of temple priests to become female bees.
When they become queen bees, they undergo a long period of instruction until they memorize every teaching in the sacred text.
But Ernest was able to question the temple.
If this isn’t bold, what is?
But... the priest who bestowed the blessing on Ernest was so mediocre that he couldn't even fool such a fool.
Samuel's thoughts turned.
Ernest blushed at the teasing remark.
The bee tribe has always regarded slim waists as beauty.
Would Your Majesty... dislike his crudeness?
At this moment, Ernest sat up straight suddenly. The heat brought by shame had not yet subsided, but his eyes were extremely sharp as he looked outside the door.
Samuel certainly felt it too.
After two knocks on the door, a guard bee appeared in the bedroom.
He knelt down, and the sound of armor clashing was crisp.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
Samuel looked at his face and, well, didn't recognize him.
But this spiritual sea seemed somewhat familiar, green with a barely visible hint of light gray.
Oh, it was a guard bee that appeared during the day. Because of its deep green color, he assigned it to the left team.
"My name is Dreiser," the guard bee said nervously, "Your Majesty, please erase all traces of High Priest Barron from my spiritual sea."
"I have a Hero! But my Hero is only D-rank, not a priest in the temple. After becoming a Guard Bee, High Priest Barron forcibly entered my spiritual sea under the pretext of training and erased the Hero's mark..."
"The male master understands me and doesn't alienate me, but he is depressed because of this."
Advanced male bees have abundant mental strength, so they naturally do not need feedback from female bees.
But for low-level drones, they need to be nourished by the spiritual sea of the female bees. Without nourishment for a long time, they will also decline.
He took two steps on his knees and kowtowed to Samuel again.
"I learned today that His Majesty has wiped out two traces of priests for the rear guard bees!"
He was present today and only knew that the golden tentacles stopped one by one at the back, but he did not expect that His Majesty had such ability to directly erase the mark of the high priest.
If he and Katya were not close friends, he would have no way of knowing this.
"I did not volunteer to be High Priest Barron's lackey! I am willing to swear allegiance to Your Majesty until death! Please forgive my sins, Your Majesty!"
"You've already tasted the pain of erasing a spiritual imprint once," Samuel said.
Moreover, the mark left by Barron in his spiritual sea is much deeper than that left by his original master.
If it were to be peeled off, it would be almost the same as tearing apart the sea of spiritual energy.
"You might become a fool or a madman, but even so, do you still want to try?"
Dreiser's face turned pale, as if he remembered the pain at that time.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty's spiritual power is unmatched. If I fail, it will only mean that this is my fate. If Your Majesty does not mind, please use me as food."
"After I die, the male lord can find another female lord."
He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled a little sadly.
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