Chapter 159 Confirmation
"Your Majesty, please don't..."
"Don't want what?"
Samuel put his hand on the tall female bee's face and felt the tears between his fingers wet, even filling up the gaps between his fingers.
He didn't have to use much force to force the female bee to lift her head.
The white fingers contrast sharply with the dark skin.
Samuel's gaze fell on the corners of Ernest's eyes.
Tears kept oozing out from there.
When the female bee's eyelashes, which are not curled, are wet, they droop slightly together, like weeds that have experienced a rainstorm.
"Little dog, you cry too much."
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty..."
Ernest's Adam's apple rolled for a moment. As a Guard Bee, he should have been a representative of unparalleled bravery.
As a sword, it should be unstoppable.
As a shield, it should be indestructible.
But at this moment, he showed such a weak side in front of His Majesty.
There was a heavy nasal twang in Ernest's voice, which Samuel found somewhat endearing.
What’s even more adorable is his Adam’s apple that keeps rolling.
Samuel guessed that the puppy was trying to adjust his voice to make it sound normal.
At the very least, she should be portrayed as a tough female bee.
But the puppy couldn't do it.
Because the puppy cried so hard, his broad shoulders even twitched slightly.
Samuel wanted to laugh, but felt more pity.
He is so tall, but has such shallow eye sockets.
——It’s all because of him.
With a "chirp" sound.
Samuel couldn't help himself. He gently kissed the puppy's wet eyelashes and wiped away the tears on them.
His movements were very light.
——Compared to other places, Samuel has withdrawn all his strength.
But Ernest's body stiffened instantly.
His mind was in a state of extreme emptiness.
His ears stopped working and he could only hear a buzzing sound.
His eyes were also blurred, and everything around him was faded.
And he couldn't even feel his own body.
But within seconds, everything suddenly came back to life.
Ernest was like a drowning man finally struggling to break through the surface of the sea.
He breathed greedily, letting the air fill his lungs, and thus caught the faint fragrance of His Majesty.
Then he felt a chill on his eyelids, and the reason they felt cold was because they had been very warm just now.
His gaze fell on His Majesty's slightly moist lips.
Full, lush, beautiful petals.
It just landed on his face.
They had clearly done something more intimate. His Majesty's lips had once...
But there was no moment that excited him so much.
"His Majesty--"
Samuel almost laughed.
Because the puppy broke his voice.
But Ernest had no idea. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but no new words came out of his mouth.
—Ernest was too excited.
I was so excited that I started to act silly.
Samuel decided to interrupt his spell.
He put his right hand to cover his ears and frowned.
"You're being too loud, puppy."
The accused puppy immediately showed a panic expression and looked anxiously at Samuel's ear.
Samuel couldn't help laughing again as he watched the puppy's mouth opening and closing but no sound came out.
But he held back again.
Ernest finally found his voice.
"Your Majesty, that was—"
Ernest stubbornly wanted an answer.
Because it was so important to him.
"What do you think?"
Samuel stood up.
The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, but it couldn't hide the golden ring shining in his pupils.
Ernest pursed his lips.
It felt like his heart would jump out of his throat if he didn't do it.
He looked forward to His Majesty's answer, but was also afraid of it.
if……
If it wasn't what he imagined, then—
Ernest knelt down in front of Samuel. He was very tall and looked even taller even when kneeling.
He stared up at the black-haired, golden-eyed male insect in front of him.
Then, Ernest pressed his forehead against the altar and prostrated himself deeply.
"Your Majesty, Ernest knows he is humble, but—"
"I can't help loving you."
"It's like breathing. If I were deprived of my love for you, I wouldn't be able to live anymore."
"If that were all, it wouldn't be considered a delusion. What's even more absurd is..."
Ernest paused for a long time.
"I dared to imagine that you loved me too."
This was perhaps the boldest moment for Ernest. He could hear his heart beating wildly.
In the midst of extreme tension, Ernest heard His Majesty's question.
"So, you're kneeling on the ground, what are you asking for?"
Ernest closed his eyes.
"I pray...for your love."
It is not the mercy of a god to his followers, nor the love of a "king" to his people.
It is the love of a male bee for a female bee.
"It would be cunning to ask for something you've already got."
His Majesty's voice came.
Ernest looked up and saw His Majesty looking at him with a smile.
"Little dog, sometimes I really don't know whether you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid."
Then His Majesty leaned over and gently placed his finger on his lips.
"Even this sometimes works and sometimes doesn't."
"but……"
Samuel paused.
"The puppy seems to particularly like my lips."
Ernest froze again when he heard this.
Is he already so obvious?
"You keep looking at it."
Samuel mercilessly exposed the puppy's thoughts.
“It’s been like this for a long time.”
"What were you thinking, little dog?"
Ernest raised his head, and his Adam's apple rolled particularly noticeably.
"I am here……"
He replied.
Trembling all over.
"I am thinking of Your Majesty."
Ernest repeated it again.
"What do you think?"
The male bee with golden eyes didn't care about the female bee's embarrassment. His voice was very soft, but Ernest couldn't refuse.
He unconsciously fell into memories.
"I'm thinking..."
"Your Majesty's lips are like dew."
“It’s really beautiful.”
"That's all?"
"And...if...I could taste it..."
Ernest's voice was intermittent and he could barely sustain it.
"Your Majesty's lip beads...what do they taste like..."
"The instinct to gather honey?"
"No, no."
Ernest looked at His Majesty's lips again.
"It's my delusion."
This delusion arose before His Majesty's lips touched Ernest's skin.
This delusion continues to grow and develop.
Ernest even imagined the scene of His Majesty's lip beads being held between his teeth.
He had to be very, very careful.
Because Your Majesty is weak and has delicate skin, it may be easy to leave marks.
What if...what if I bite your Majesty's lips?
"Anything else?"
The voice was light and soft, full of temptation.
Ernest shook his head honestly.
He didn't dare to think about it any further.
This was the greatest offense he could allow himself.
His Majesty forced a snort of laughter from between his noses.
"The puppy isn't very courageous."
Samuel said.
He lifted Ernest's chin with his index finger.
Slowly but forcefully kissed her.
.
Samuel prepared to go find the 'prophet'.
Even though he knew that this behavior was extremely reckless and childish.
It's like a little kid who can't get candy and is anxiously looking for evidence that he is loved.
But Samuel could hardly contain his worry.
If the 'prophet' really dies...
If there really is something hidden behind this...
However, Ome's arrival was even faster than Muir's.
"Hey! Executor!" Ome looked at Samuel's face, which had become noticeably plumper, with pleasure. "Judging from your appearance, you must have eaten!"
It looked at Samuel's face with a click of the tongue. It was said that this thing was nutritious. It had only been a short time, and Samuel looked different as a whole bee!
My hair is shiny and my complexion is much better.
The whole person looks like a blooming flower.
All of this was thanks to Ome's timely research! If it hadn't discovered this long-lost method, Samuel wouldn't know how difficult his life would have been!
Ome glanced secretly at Ernest beside Samuel.
The tall bumblebee had also clearly changed! His physical dimensions had definitely changed!
From its professional perspective, the bust circumference is at least 7cm larger.
Sure enough, the executor's attitude towards it has also changed greatly -
“Just in time!”
Samuel's mental power spread out like a net, quickly encircling Ome in mid-air.
"Executor, what are you doing?!"
Ome was afraid of being discovered by Ernest, so he quickly connected Samuel's mental power with his own.
This is the advantage of the male insect's mental power. They can communicate silently to prevent leakage.
Its previous executors were not natives, and they were not so good at using mental power.
[In the original world, how did Ernest kill the 'Prophet'? ]
"I, I don't know!" Ome also became anxious. This point was not mentioned in the summary of the original world. "Wait a moment, I'll check..."
It quickly looked up the information. The 'Prophet' was one of the small fulcrums in the original world. If it just looked up the cause of death, it would be very fast.
"I found it! He died...of illness."
Samuel's body swayed.
What about the time?
"Only the year." Ome replied, "Huh, it's the same year you died."
"Then it wasn't the 'prophet' that Ernest killed. Ernest took revenge three years after your death."
Ome explained.
Samuel closed his eyes.
He once thought that the 'Prophet' imprisoned him in order to continue the glory of the temple and consolidate his own power.
But he was always puzzled by the attitude of the 'prophet'.
For example, why would the 'prophet' feed his own flesh and blood?
If the Prophet just wanted him to awaken his wasp bloodline, there was no need for him to hurt himself.
If you want to use emotions to control him...
Wasn’t Samuel obedient enough before?
There must be something here that he doesn't know.
"Hey, Executor, where are you going?!"
Ome saw Samuel suddenly run out the door.
Ernest on the side also quickly spread his wings - he clearly could not hear the conversation between Samuel and it, but he reacted immediately.
He took off with Samuel.
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