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Separation is the most common thing in all time and space, but when Wen Ling thought she could accept the pain brought by death, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she saw her mother leave her again.
Wen Ling sniffed pitifully, looking at the completely destroyed Losec border and the frantic Zerg, and understood what her mother meant when she kept telling her to be a good Zerg Queen.
She should shoulder the responsibility of the entire race, and she can no longer be that little child.
The princess sobbed as she finished reading all the memories of this low-level Zerg, then thoroughly sorted out their mental connections before leaving the mental network.
When Rossetti came over through the spiritual body emitted unconsciously by the Mother Goddess, he saw a group of mid-level Zerg surrounding their king, like greedy hyenas.
Although the Zerg have always been in awe of the Zerg Queen, this group of mid-level Zerg are really too fanatical.
"Of course... I mean, you should have returned to Florence with me..."
Their newborn king sat in the center, listening to the whispers of her followers. The halo shone on her, like a compassionate mother, but this mother seemed so immature.
"Rossetti!" He seemed to have heard something, saw himself, and looked into his eyes.
Rossetti stared at Him intently. He seemed to have changed, yet not changed.
He grew slender and beautiful wings, and a silver tail as beautiful as a star in the universe... His appearance completely embodies the highest aesthetic standards of the Zerg.
However, the look the Mother Goddess gave him was so familiar.
Rossetti knelt on one knee and laid out all his loyalty to his newborn king!
His king reached out his hand, gently placed it on his wrist, and told himself, "Let's go home."
The stars watched all this unfold with blinking eyes. When Rossetti regained consciousness, he and the Walker had already returned to the starship, but...
But why did he feel that there were more people?
In his expectation, they should take back the Mother Goddess and return to their planet, their strongest fortress, in the fastest and safest way.
But, why are there so many more insects now, and they are a group of intermediate-level insects that he doesn’t even recognize.
Rossetti frowned as he looked at the Mother Goddess and this group of Zerg he had never seen before, feeling a little uncomfortable. Too close...wasn't that a little too close?
He watched as the Mother Goddess gently stroked the heads of the Zerg, as if stroking a child. Her slender white fingers carried a holy scent as they passed through their black hair.
And those bugs, as if they had no shame or class consciousness at all, still clung to the Mother Goddess. Ah, couldn't they feel that there was a group of high-level Zerg behind them?
As the commander of the First Legion, he knew that if he said it directly, he would look ridiculous. However, he frowned, his eyes emitting a cold aura, trying to make the group of mid-level Zerg from the countryside feel his anger, but found that it was completely ineffective.
The legion commander lowered his brows and continued to guard the queen like a loyal knight. He said nothing, but in his heart he was thinking, when he returned to Florence...
However, reality never goes according to idealism. Back in Denora, amid the eager expectations of Rossetti and a group of accompanying high-level Zerg, the princess spoke.
She incorporated all the mid-level Zerg she brought back from the desolate planet into the army, reorganizing it into the Ninth Legion. The leader of the legion was none other than the queen herself.
This is an army that is completely subordinate to the Queen and is completely stamped with Wen Ling's personal seal. Even the Council of Elders has no right to interfere.
They were originally waiting for the newcomers to be incorporated into the army, and they were going to pick up a few of them one by one and put them into their own army to "train" them. However, when this news came out, the back teeth of several high-level Zergs were almost broken.
Something is wrong. This is so wrong.
After decades of smooth sailing in his Zerg life, Rossetti felt for the first time what absurdity was. He was born a high-level Zerg, and in this hierarchical Zerg, he was almost the leader of the younger generation.
He had the love of his parents, the support of his family, and several reliable friendships in Florence, a place of power and nobility. At a young age, he became the commander of the First Legion. Even in his era, the Zerg King reappeared.
Rossetti believed that almost no one could have a happier life than him, but now... but now he actually felt that he was being suppressed by those intermediary Zergs.
Although he was a noble, he was constrained by the social etiquette in his bones. Of course, he had no way of squatting at the princess's feet to seek caress, and then climbing up to the princess's fingertips to steal a little warmth.
Rossetti stared at the scene in front of him, his clenched fists bringing a subtle pain, but he unconsciously brought the Zerg kneeling at the princess's feet into himself.
If it were me... then there would definitely be no way to completely hide the trembling of my body and the redness of my ears when Wang reached out to touch my forehead. This would definitely be seen through, right?
If the princess asked him why he was shaking so violently, he would definitely not be able to lie, right? Rossetti pursed his lips, blushing at his own fantasies, and finally left.
They were waiting outside for the commander of the First Legion to take the lead and go in to dampen the arrogance of those ignorant brats, but in the end they only saw their fleeing backs.
That’s it?
*
Florence, the Queen's Palace.
Hicks has been well raised here since Wen Ling disappeared. The little dragon's only experience in the world has been full of ups and downs.
As the second son of the Golden Dragon, he now follows the Zerg Queen in a daze, and is even taken care of very well by the Zerg people, so well that he even has a dedicated catering team.
"His Highness Hicks? Little His Highness Hicks..."
The sound came from far away, but the little dragon cub resolutely buried himself under the pillow, trying to cover his slightly round body with the goose yellow 40x40cm pillow.
The nearest Zerg attendant felt a headache when he saw the little dragon prince holding his head with a pillow, with his body and fat butt exposed.
This white cotton ball has been here for some time. People from the dragon clan have been here before, and they are always worried about a golden baby dragon outside.
But Hicks refused to leave here no matter what. He had already made a contract with Wen Ling, and his furry tail and ears were already in the shape of Wen Ling!
But now...! The little dragon wiped away his non-existent tears. Now he was the only one trapped here. Oh, that's not right... There was also a mushroom robot that had been turned off.
Looking at the household robot huddled in the corner like a mushroom, Wen Erer felt even more resentful. Originally, he thought that he and the robot were both elders around Wen Ling, and he was thinking of persuading Ling Ling to stick to Wen Wen together, but what did this robot say!
It said! The little master is now a king and has his own things to do. All they can do is to help the little master behind his back... It said a lot of long-winded words, and Hicks couldn't understand it.
Anyway, in the end, the white-haired ball was annoyed by the attitude of the mushroom robot and shouted, "Just wait, Wenwen won't come to us on his own initiative!"
"We were abandoned by her a long time ago!"
"She doesn't want you anymore!" The little dragon seemed to realize how hurtful his words were, but he didn't prepare to apologize. Instead, he was silent for a second or two, then muttered to himself, "She doesn't want me anymore...
After saying this, Hicks clearly saw the wheels of the little robot stop and the small light on its body flashed. In the end, it didn't say anything else, but returned to the charging station to charge itself.
From then on, Ling Ling never left the charging station again. And Hicks, as if out of spite, never spoke to Ling Ling again.
It was not until the news of Wen Ling's return to Florence came that Hicks realized how long he had lived in this small room. The little dragon glanced at Ling Ling who was sleeping in the charging dock next to him.
Well... considering that they had so many happy times in the past, he should tell the stupid robot the news.
Now if I didn’t still remember it, who would pay attention to the fact that there is a household robot in this little corner?
The little dragon flapped its wings and flew over with a grunt, ready to turn on Ling Ling's power.
"You must remember my kindness in the future. I am the only one who cares about you this much now. Humph, if you want to rely on Wen Er'er, then you are unreliable."
The little dragon cub was talking bad about others, but he didn't know it. "As soon as that monster returned to the Zerg, he went to play by himself and didn't care about our lives. From now on, you can only be friends with me, understand?"
Dadada was about to invite them to pick up Wen Ling's black fur ball with his short legs:
The white-haired boy turned around after hearing the voice and said: ....
The dog and the dragon looked at each other, and the little dragon scratched its toes awkwardly, wanting to stretch out its paw as if nothing had happened and make a friendly greeting.
However, as soon as he raised his claws, he was knocked backwards. Countless black tentacles had extended from the back of the black-haired ball, each of which was ready to tie up the boastful little dragon and throw it out.
Then the little dragon cub was not to be outdone. Now he had grown up! The dragon flames he ejected were enough to burn an octopus tentacles! These black tentacles of Wen Erer should be no problem either.
The atmosphere instantly became tense, and the attendant hiding outside the door didn't dare to breathe. One was the little prince from the dragon clan, and the other was Lord Kosice. No matter how he tried to persuade them, it would be wrong.
Behind them, Lingling's charging station was finally started up. With a "beep", Lingling woke up from the front.
At the same time, this sound was like a signal, instantly breaking the balance between Wen Er'er and Wen Sansan.
"Awoo!" The little dragon cub and Kosice roared at the same time, and then pounced on each other without hesitation.
Then he was lifted into the air.
"Ouch?" The two little kids blinked, not understanding how someone could grab the back of their necks so precisely.
"Okay, this is how you guys fight when I'm not home? You even turned off Lingling's phone?!" The girl's angry voice came, and the two dumplings immediately froze.
On this day, they finally remembered the fear of being dominated by Wen Ling.
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