Chapter 35 The Fear of Loxis in Known User 525...
With user 5257 now known to be Murphy, many lurking onlookers were brought to the surface.
What's the difference between this and declaring war on us outright? Is Murphy going to fight to the bitter end for Attia and Bennett?
This is so exciting! The male insects of the Federation, who are so self-respecting, would never even let a minor squabble escalate into a public argument. But now they've come up with something big right away, all for a female insect. This is something that deserves to be recorded in the annals of gossip.
but……
[To be honest, does Your Excellency Möller really have to use words like "docile" to describe female insects? It always surprises me.]
The following comments are full of echoing insects. These words are more suitable for describing sub-females than females, who are all tall, cold, and uninteresting. They are really inappropriate.
Not long after, a familiar ID popped up.
User 5257: [This is true, it's tasteless.]
[...]
[Haha, what's the difference between this and pulling a tiger's fur in front of you? You got scolded, didn't you? I'd just think it to myself.]
User 5257: [Same here.]
[...xx]
This is hilarious!
[Lord Murphy is so lively, he's practically an S-class character! Even though he got scolded, at least we got a photo together.]
[Me too, me too, I want to be scolded too.]
The comments section sparked a lively discussion, but unfortunately, Murphy quickly went offline, changing his status to "smugly moving in."
Because of Murphy's actions, the discussion on StarNet, which had been slightly subsiding, has heated up again. It's all about what Bennett did and whether his framing refers to the incident with Attia.
Many netizens seemed to have caught wind of a major scandal, frantically checking the court date, and the comment sections were buzzing with excitement.
But gradually, many unusual voices suddenly appeared in the comments section.
[I am a bug worker at the Central Hospital. Lord Bennett is truly very gentle and kind. Many female bugs have accidentally bumped into him, but he has never held it against them. Even regarding the incident with Atia, Lord Bennett was actually injured at the time, but he didn't allow us to talk about it, saying it was to lessen Atia's punishment.]
[What? I just found out that Lord Bennett was also injured. And he even went out of his way to plead for him with the Male Insect Protection Association. According to Atia's crimes, he should have been exiled to a mining planet for at least 10 years.]
[Your Excellency Bennett's decision to take him as a slave was actually a way of saving him; at least he can stay on the central star and his freedom isn't so restricted. She's really ungrateful.]
Isn't Murphy's move a case of repaying kindness with enmity?
Why did Atia turn into a female of Mephiel?
[I heard that Lord Bennett was about to leave the Central Star at that time and was afraid that Atia would be captured again because there was no insect surveillance, so he asked Morfield to take care of her.]
[Huh? So this means their base was raided? They took care of it and it suddenly became Murphy's, and now they're being falsely accused? Murphy is such a bug?]
"I really feel sorry for Lord Bennett. Now that Murphy has become an S-class male, the court will definitely be biased towards him. What will Lord Bennett do?"
[It seems that rank really doesn't represent everything. So what if he's an S-rank male insect? Does that give him the right to slander an innocent insect out of thin air?]
I even sympathized with Murphy when he was ranked lower by Clark, but I never expected him to do the same thing now. I really misjudged him.
【Yeah yeah. 】
The comments section gradually shifted, with more and more insects condemning Murphy's level suppression and sympathizing with Bennett's innocence.
...
In the Dawn Empire, the atmosphere inside the Imperial Palace's administrative building was noticeably more restless and lively as lunchtime approached.
Just then, an insect walked straight through the corridor and knocked on the door of the office in the very center.
"Come in." A gentle voice, tinged with weariness, rang out.
The insect entered, bowed, and then respectfully said, "Your Highness Loxis, a major event has recently occurred in the Federation that you asked me to keep an eye on."
"What?" Loxis paused in his rubbing of his temples.
The subordinate replied, "It was an F-grade male insect that molted and then rose to S-grade."
This is undoubtedly a major event. Whether a country has a successor of S-class male insects for the next generation is very important, as it relates to the stability of public sentiment in the future.
Although Loxis has not yet passed through his transformation period and is currently only A-rank, in the hearts of all the people, such an outstanding Prince Loxis will surely be S-rank.
Meanwhile, President Nehemiah on the federal side is nearing the end of his life, and the next successor is nowhere in sight, clearly indicating that there is no way to reverse the situation.
Before the StarNet was disconnected, many Imperial Zerg mocked the Federation Zerg for this. Unexpectedly, the Federation Zerg has now produced an S-class Zerg first. Public opinion is likely to reverse now, and the expectations placed on Loxsis will be even heavier.
Loxis remained relatively relaxed, treating it as a strange occurrence. "This is interesting. I remember that F-grade male insects naturally have low pheromones, so whether they have molted or not makes no difference to them."
The subordinate added, "Yes, but President Nehemiah of the Twilight Federation was present at the testing site. With his certification, the S-grade male insect should be genuine."
The subordinate paused for a moment, then continued, "Besides that, something else happened at the testing site that day. Someone bribed the person in charge of the testing ceremony and secretly adjusted the machine to try to suppress the F-level rating, but unfortunately, it was exposed by an unexpected S-level rating."
"Oh?" Loxis raised an eyebrow, casually setting aside the report he had already finished reading, and commented, "It seems the Federation is quite lively lately."
The subordinate promptly handed over all the reports and materials, saying, "These are the relevant news reports about that incident and the basic information about that male insect."
Roxys took the document and intended to study it carefully. If nothing unexpected happened, this S-class male insect would be the next president of the Federation, who would also be his future opponent. It was only right and wrong for him to take a good look at it.
However, when the clear photo in the report came into his view, he seemed to see something terrifying. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers unconsciously crumpled the paper, almost wanting to hide the report immediately.
But remembering that his subordinates were still there, and relying on his years of acting skills, Roxy quickly suppressed his abnormality and tried to make his voice calm and composed, "Have these documents been sent to Xiongfu?"
Not yet.
Roxy tapped the table with his finger. "Rewrite a report based on these articles, and I'll personally deliver it to Xiongfu."
"yes."
Only after his subordinates left and the door was closed did Roxis suddenly pick up the report again. Black hair, black eyes, and a hint of gold in the pupils. Although it was only a half-profile photo, he recognized the person at a glance.
After all, no matter what, he always looked so much like his father.
And even after all these years, he still feels a strange sense of distance between himself and his nominal father, which is why he has always disliked Lovin.
...I told him that even if his perception changes, that sense of familiarity will always linger in his mind, and the more he is exposed to it, the faster it will lose its effectiveness.
They couldn't be allowed to see it, much less meet it; almost instantly, Loxsis made his decision.
He would never allow any insect to disrupt his current insect life.
...
“Father.” As usual, Roxis came to the restaurant at lunchtime to have lunch with Father and Mother.
"Hmm." The middle-aged male insect with black hair nodded to him.
The lunch was eaten in silence and with great formality. During the meal, Loxis casually mentioned the Federation's S-class male insects. Melville, the blonde middle-aged female insect, asked a couple of questions out of curiosity, while Hawthorne, the black-haired middle-aged male insect, didn't say a word, as if he wasn't interested.
Only after Loxis left did Melville playfully nudge Hawthorne in the waist, "Why do you always act so serious in front of Loxis?"
"..."
Hawthorne, who had been serious and upright, suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, his back slumped and his face fell. He rubbed his face, which was about to freeze, and said, "I don't know, it was just subconscious. Maybe it's because the kids have grown up, and I always want to retain some of my fatherly authority. You see, Lowein was spoiled by us since he was a child. When he throws a tantrum, not even ten oxen can hold him back."
Hawthorne wrapped a sticky hug around Melville's waist, rubbed his face against him, and spoke casually, even with a hint of coquetry.
Melville sat naturally in his lap. Although he was kissed as soon as he sat down, Melville was obviously used to this action and did not react at all. Instead, he sat even closer to him.
“Well, Loxis was sickly as a child and stayed in the hospital until he was six years old before coming back. We spoiled Loween rotten. The relationship between the two of them was really… sigh.” Melville felt a headache just thinking about it.
"Fortunately, the two of them are on good terms now, but they've become distant from us. Sigh, it seems there's a generation gap between parents and children."
Hawthorne said, “It’s okay. Kids always grow up. They have their own lives to live and can’t be a third wheel between us forever.”
Melville sighed helplessly, “My Lord…” Even at this age, when the two insects were together, his Lord still acted very unreliably, making it impossible for the insects to believe that he was the absolute emperor of the Dawn Empire.
Hawthorne's hand, which was wrapped around his waist, had somehow slipped down, and his lips brushed against Melville's ear. "Never mind them, honey. I worked overtime yesterday and got most of what needed to be done. We have the whole afternoon and evening to go today..."
"But I... um..."
"It's alright, I've already spoken to your adjutant and told him not to bother you before tomorrow afternoon..."
...
As soon as Milton got home, he sensed that something was wrong. All the servants were either rushing around or shrinking back, not daring to look him in the eye.
Milton randomly stopped someone and asked, "What happened?"
"This..." The servant looked hesitant and troubled, as if he didn't know whether he should say it or not.
Seeing his expression, Milton became anxious. "What happened?"
The servant said, "You should go and see for yourself. It's in the calming room on the second floor."
Cooling-off room...
Milton immediately understood and ran upstairs as fast as he could.
The butler, accompanied by several servants, waited at the entrance of the calming room.
Milton strode over and could feel the thick alloy door of the calming room trembling slightly. The more powerful the mental energy surge, the more obvious it was in the female insect, and the more difficult it was to calm down. This was why high-level female insects always pursued high-level male insects.
But Milton remembered that his brother's situation hadn't been nearly this bad before.
He asked the butler who had been with his brother, "Why did my brother's condition suddenly become so serious?"
The butler shook his head and sighed heavily, "The advanced pheromones are useless now..."
Milton asked, "What about Prince Roxis? Doesn't he care about his brother either?"
The butler hesitated, perhaps unsure whether he should tell Milton about these things. "...The last date may have been a little unpleasant. His Highness Loxis hasn't contacted the young master in a long time."
Milton's eyes widened upon hearing this. "How could he do this?"
He must have done it on purpose. He knew that his brother's riots were becoming more and more frequent and that the high-level pheromones were quickly losing their effectiveness. He was forcing his brother to make a choice.
Milton clenched his fists tightly.
Such a bug... such a bug... doesn't deserve to be with his brother. He's going to demand an explanation.
Just as he made a move, the butler, as if he had known all along, subtly reached out and stopped him.
The butler shook his head. "Young Master, it's no use. Doing this will only make the situation more difficult for the Eldest Young Master."
Milton couldn't help but ask, "Then what do we do? Just wait like this? What about next time? Will we just wait like this too?"
Faced with his bluntness, the steward remained silent. In such matters, the male insect always held absolute initiative, and the life or death of the female insect was in their hands.
“Milton…”
The familiar, weak voice made Milton look up. The door to the calming room had opened at some point, and Cromwell looked quite disheveled. His eyes were bloodshot, his antennae were sticking out and wouldn't retract, his hair was messy, and his clothes were torn in several places. He looked very different from his usual calm and composed self.
"Milton, don't make things difficult for them. It was all my own decision."
“Brother…” Milton pursed his lips, feeling wronged and distressed. He couldn’t do anything but watch his brother suffer.
Cromwell reached out and patted his head. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I haven't even seen you grow up yet, so it's not that easy for you to get hurt."
“Hmm…” Milton’s voice had a slight nasal tone.
Although his family held a title in the empire, his father and mother died one after the other when he was very young, leaving the ducal mansion an unguarded cake. People around, even relatives, revealed their true colors, wanting to take a bite out of the cake. It was his older brother who defied public opinion, joined the army, and regained his reputation by having a legion. Only then was the ducal mansion barely preserved, and it gained even greater glory than before.
In a sense, his brother was like a father to him. He really didn't want to lose the last worm in the world, but the world seemed to be telling him that he was a useless worm and that he couldn't help his brother in any way.
...
"Young Master, a package has arrived. It's unsigned. Is it for you?" A servant came up from downstairs carrying a small box.
Upon seeing the unsigned package, Milton immediately realized something and quickly said, "Put it in my room first."
My brother has never liked him buying things randomly on the dark web because the safety is basically not guaranteed and it's easy to cause problems if you use them. This time, the unlicensed medicine he bought definitely won't pass my brother's approval.
Cromwell narrowed his eyes, gestured to the servant insect to hand over the package, and asked, "What did you buy on the dark web this time?"
Milton chuckled, “...pheromone potion.”
He added, "It's not expensive, only 500 star coins."
Cromwell: ...
Cromwell looked at him, seemingly hesitant to speak, as if to say, "Did your family give you too little money? You dare to buy such cheap, unregulated medicine?"
Milton blushed and explained, "I just happened to see it that day. A bunch of bugs were fighting over it. It was a limited edition of 100 bottles. By the time I realized what was happening, I had already grabbed one..."
"Maybe, maybe it will work. That's what they say online. Miracle potions appear on mysterious websites."
Cromwell was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Milton, read less novels."
“Yes…” Milton bowed his head and acknowledged the instruction.
"Give this vial of medicine to the butler for testing, you..."
Cromwell hadn't finished speaking when his body suddenly stiffened, then he abruptly covered his head, his eyes instantly becoming blindfolds, and his wings pierced through his clothes and spread out rapidly.
This is a precursor to loss of control of the mental domain.
"elder brother!"
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