Chapter 148 Gift
Ernest always knew that His Majesty's followers would surely grow in number.
Because Your Majesty is like the sun.
Warm, bright, solid.
He is just trapped in the clouds temporarily, and he will break out of them sooner or later.
Therefore, Ernest has always cherished the time alone with His Majesty. It is like a gift from God, to the extent that he dare not hope for more.
He is the first bee species blessed by His Majesty, and is also the guard bee appointed by His Majesty.
Isn’t that enough?
In the past, he just wanted to be closer to His Majesty.
As long as His Majesty can eat the nectar he collects, it is enough to make him happy.
For such joy, he was willing to fly into the extremely cold land countless times to collect the nectar of ice crystal flowers.
Even at that time he was not sure whether His Majesty would eat it.
But if there is any possibility, he will do it.
Don't be too greedy, Ernest.
You've got enough.
Ernest comforted himself in his heart.
Then he heard another clear voice in his head.
--not enough.
He dropped his eyes.
The more followers His Majesty has, the greater his hope of gaining freedom, and he should be happy about it.
How could he have the intention of monopolizing Your Majesty?
How can I compete for favor?
Ernest once again realized his despicable heart.
He is such a greedy female bee.
The Spring Brewing Day is approaching, and Your Majesty will have to bless tens of thousands of worker bees, which will surely consume a lot of mental energy.
He shouldn't think about this.
He only needed to think about how to stop His Majesty from being hungry.
Thinking of this, Ernest moved slightly.
The armor on his chest seemed to become extremely cold and hard, even causing him pain.
His...had indeed changed.
The armor that once fit well has become a bit tight.
Perhaps it was the time when Your Majesty fell that stimulated it.
I wonder if I can make it before the grand ceremony...
How should he talk to His Majesty about this?
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Samuel turned around only after Dreiser left.
He leaned back in his chair and looked at Ernest, who had been silent all the time.
The puppy learned to compete for favor today.
Even though it's only one sentence, it's still progress.
But after that sentence, Ernest's spiritual sea began to churn again.
Sour, bitter, and overwhelming.
Wave after wave seemed to be drowning him.
While Samuel was assigning tasks to Dreiser, he was also distractedly observing Ernest's spiritual sea.
Then he was surprised to find that the puppy didn't seem to need any coaxing.
Because it started "raining" again in his spiritual sea.
Golden raindrops fell into his spiritual sea, and the turbulent sea surface calmed down.
Samuel was able to decipher the meaning of these "raindrops".
——That means Ernest is thinking about him.
So when he is not free, Ernest can comfort himself by thinking about him?
It's like a puppy quietly chewing its owner's slippers to comfort itself when the owner is busy.
Once again, Samuel thought Ernest was very cute.
but……
Ernest must be hiding something from him.
After returning from the wilderness, Ernest's pheromones occasionally gave off a hint of guilt.
Samuel's sudden gaze would also cause ripples in his spiritual sea.
Not very unusual.
Also, Ernest's appetite has increased exponentially recently, to an exaggerated level.
Bees overwinter in a semi-hibernating state, and they do store food and fat before the cold winter sets in, but it is only early May.
What was Ernest preparing for, with his sudden need for such a large amount of energy?
Could it be because of the low blood sugar last time?
Samuel placed his fingers lightly on his cheek.
What exactly did he overlook?
"His Majesty?"
Ernest gradually became uneasy under Samuel's gaze. He knew that His Majesty had the ability to see through people's hearts.
Although His Majesty had never suddenly entered his spiritual sea, Ernest felt guilty...
He buried that shameful thought deep in his heart, but in His Majesty's golden eyes that seemed to see through everything, Ernest always had the illusion that he was seen through.
Ernest didn't know when the sword of Damocles hanging over his head would fall, so he was always in panic.
But fortunately, His Majesty did not ask any more questions.
He just curled his eyes and said, "Puppy, do you still have the roasted hummingbird meat from last time?"
Ernest breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, I will prepare it right away."
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Ernest left.
Samuel was the only one left in the bedroom.
He came to the Jiudie Spring, and the clear pool at the bottom reflected his golden eyes.
This pool of water is not just the size of this square, it is connected to an invisible underground canal.
It was a channel built by countless drones using their spiritual power. The water from Jiudie Spring could be led to the altar of the temple through this underground channel.
Before Samuel awakened as the 'king', this chamber had always been a sacred place for the bee tribe. Even the priests of the temple rarely set foot there, as they all obtained water through the altar.
All bees depend on it.
Without a source, with only outflow and no inflow, it will eventually dry up.
Just like what that system describes.
Samuel looked up at the eight dried-up pools.
He began to recite the ancient oath, as he had done a thousand times before.
The ethereal voice echoed in the underground palace.
Samuel closed his eyes and used only his mental strength to feel everything around him.
The golden spiritual power spread in the empty bedroom like smoke.
They coiled and circled, climbing up the rock wall and gathering above the spring, almost condensing into rain.
Accompanied by a slight breeze, golden raindrops fell into the pool.
Ripples began to appear on the water surface, and the mountain walls also made a slight crackling sound.
It seemed as if clear spring water would gush out from the spring in the next moment.
Samuel's heartbeat quickened.
He seemed to smell the scent of flowing spring water.
However, after a dozen seconds, everything came to an abrupt stop.
Samuel's eyes snapped open.
All the spiritual power that fell into the pool of water flowed back up, and they were spit out from the water one by one, and then evaporated into smoke.
The golden smoke spread throughout the bedroom and finally slowly returned to his body.
Failed.
He was rejected by the Queen again.
Samuel looked towards the water and saw the golden halo in his eyes like a lit torch.
Even though there is a deep pool between us, it is still so bright.
This is a symbol of his being a wasp.
It is also the sin he carries.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Samuel said softly, he raised his head and looked towards the spring of Jiudie Spring.
"But I won't stop."
Even if the Queen no longer recognized his status as the "King", even if the Nine-Fold Spring would never be moved by him again.
In this life, Samuel will continue to move forward.
Until the end of life.
Because he already has a family.
He did not become the 'king' because of the Queen's favor or the coronation in the temple.
He has people who need to be protected.
Only then can you become the 'king'.
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There was a knock on the bedroom door.
Samuel looked up, but saw that it was not Ernest who came in.
But it is Dreiser who has returned.
The female bee stood awkwardly at the door.
Samuel saw his spiritual sea surge.
Black fear, red courage and yellow worry intertwined, making his spiritual sea look overly lively.
Seeing that Dreiser was slow to speak, Samuel asked.
"Anything else?"
Dreiser hesitated for a moment and took out an exquisite bottle from his arms.
He tactfully expressed the feelings of the other guards to His Majesty.
"Please accept it! Three days from now it will be Spring Brewing Day..."
Ernest was not the only one who was worried that His Majesty was not up to the task; Dresser and the other guard bees also had the same concerns.
That was a blessing ceremony for tens of thousands of bees. Even the high priest had only blessed a thousand worker bees at the same time!
Furthermore, His Majesty has been in a state of hunger for a long time, and his physical condition is already worrying. If...
The exquisite bottle was handed to Samuel.
Bright red liquid flows in the transparent glass bottle.
Even without opening the cork, Samuel could tell that it was the essence and blood of the female bees.
He didn't say anything, his golden pupils looking at Dreiser below.
Dresser said stubbornly, "I only took one drop of blood from each guard bee. This amount is far less than the damage inflicted in battle!"
"Your Majesty possesses the strongest spiritual power in the entire bee clan. Your good health is the common wish of all of us guard bees. The gift we have received far exceeds what we have given..."
"We all volunteered! So please drink it!"
Samuel lowered his eyes and saw that in Dreiser's spiritual sea, the black color representing fear gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a more passionate red.
Courage and determination...?
"I accept it."
Samuel replied.
He couldn't help but think of what the 'prophet' had said to him.
【You don't need to kill them, just a little blood. 】
[You are the king of the bee tribe, and they are willing.]
Of course Samuel knew that the 'prophet' was telling the truth. If guided, countless female bees would be willing to sacrifice their lives, let alone their essence and blood.
Just like now.
He easily gained the loyalty of these guard bees; it was their spontaneous love, and he didn't even need to bear any guilt.
This may be the situation that the 'prophet' wants to see most.
The female bees voluntarily sacrificed their flesh and blood, so they suffered little damage and Samuel did not need to bear any guilt.
His mental power will become stronger and stronger, and more and more bee tribes will benefit from it.
The temple always holds the reins in its hands, and they don't have to worry that the "king" will replace the temple.
Because this 'king' has indelible flaws.
——Sooner or later he will succumb to his instincts and kill those female bees.
At that time, the temple will take action to get rid of this "king" with justification, and everything will return to peace.
In his previous life, Samuel would never accept this bottle of blood essence, because he knew that once the Pandora's box of desire was opened, it could no longer be contained.
But Samuel in this life was not afraid.
He allowed himself to step into the abyss and allowed himself to be covered in mud.
Because he had already laid the final guarantee on the road he had paved for himself.
He believed that Ernest would not let him down.
If that day ever comes, his puppy will do his bidding.
——But at that time, the puppy would definitely cry very ugly.
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