Chapter 22 V-Day Announcement! V-Day begins this Friday!!
"Is this your first time visiting the capital planet? I was stationed there for three years and know it very well. If you would like to tour the capital planet, would I have the honor of being your guide?"
Eric, dressed in a brigadier general's uniform, tried to appear upright and polite, but his eagerness still shone through.
He hadn't seen this gentleman since that fleeting glimpse on the warship. He had reached the rank of brigadier general and could have learned about most things on the warship, but this gentleman was like a wisp of mist, completely elusive.
He had thought that Your Excellency might have already disembarked from the warship, and was feeling regretful. Unexpectedly, he was ordered to escort a small spaceship back to the capital planet, and he would unexpectedly encounter Your Excellency when he stepped off the spacecraft.
When a female insect encounters an insect she likes, she should bravely pursue it; this is the first lesson she learns.
“You might be feeling a bit uncomfortable from a long space jump. Perhaps, would you like a drink?” Eric tried to find a topic of conversation.
The blond male insect leaned against the bow, the night wind ruffling a few strands of its hair, its silhouette both lonely and beautiful.
It's raining on the capital planet, and it's a downpour.
"drop--"
The personal terminal finally rang, and the little male insect's eyes seemed to light up from the darkness, its voice filled with an undisguised smile.
"Hello? Marshal?" Hill turned on the conversation masking on his communicator, a quality a little male pet should possess.
"We've arrived?" a steady voice sounded from the other end.
"Hmm." Hill began to walk down the spiral staircase, expecting the marshal to come and meet him.
He wanted to rush into the marshal's arms as soon as he saw him, to be held tightly by his pheromones and his strong, broad chest.
Perhaps the Marshal is very busy? Fortunately, I will be able to meet the Marshal soon.
"Where is the Marshal now? Is he tired from work? I miss the Marshal so much. Can I come and see him?"
The enthusiastic and handsome male insects even have sweet voices, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. Few female insects can resist such temptation.
Celtic paused slightly, then said in a deep voice, "Wait for me at home."
Home? And the Marshal's home?
Hill's heart was pounding so fast that he completely ignored Eric, who was behind him and wanted to say something. Eric tried to catch up, but several female guards silently blocked his way.
Once again, he failed to get your contact information, and Eric sighed in frustration.
He watched as the handsome male insect plunged headlong into the torrential rain, without looking back.
In the background noise, there was also Eric calling out "Your Excellency," which Hill didn't hear, but Celtic keenly caught it.
A silent anxiety rose up, boiling from the depths of his bones, igniting a boundless fighting spirit. He was only briefly away from the male insect, and this little thing was surrounded by flies.
That's strange.
When his fiancé, Sirius, was on a date, he even openly flirted with his student, yet he remained unresponsive. Why then did he become so agitated by the mere sound of a female insect striking up a conversation?
Thunder rumbled in the middle of summer night. Dick knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Marshal, it's time."
Celtic stood up, his cold, gray eyes devoid of any emotion.
The imperial victory banquet was about to begin, leaving him no time to think.
Inside a small building in the vast manor, a bright yellow male insect sat cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes and brows gleaming with arrogance and an astonishing ferocity.
“That warmonger, Celt, is utterly reckless! Does he think he can turn the world upside down just because he's allied with Sirius? He's nothing but a female insect! Hessen, no matter what method you use, I want to see him crawling out of the manor tonight!”
"Yes, my lord."
The female insect standing beside him responded softly, and at his feet knelt a naked female insect whose back was covered with whip marks.
After receiving the reply, the male insect, whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Hill's, strode arrogantly and angrily to the door. He waited for Hessen to open the door for him before going downstairs and leaving.
The female soldier kneeling on the ground stood up, picked up her uniform, and put it on piece by piece.
"Marshal Celtic has the strictest security checks around him, so there is no way that ordinary drugs could escape the eyes of the female soldiers."
"Brandon, the female servant, said in a low voice."
The female, Hesen, stood by the window, her light brown hair giving her a gentle appearance, her gaze fixed on the back of the still-angry male insect.
"Use reagent 537."
"Reagent 537 is suitable for female insects that have had deep interactions with male insects in a short period of time. It is generally used to consolidate affection. It is a specific aphrodisiac that absorbs male insect pheromones during pregnancy. It is indeed not on the list of prohibited drugs, but His Highness Sirius has clearly not favored the Marshal." Brandon said with doubt.
“That means the potion failed. Just take a couple of lashes,” Hesen said calmly.
"But if the Marshal really was drugged, then he had another male insect before marriage, betraying Prince Sirius, and according to the law, he would be sentenced to death—"
“Brandon,” Hessen suddenly called his name.
“General.” As a subordinate and a lower-ranking member of the family, Brandon immediately bowed his head.
The sound of rain made Hessen's voice sound very gentle: "Our primary task is to protect ourselves, do you understand?"
Brandon's heart sank: "Yes, General."
The torrential rain pounded incessantly on the windowsill. Most of the women attending the banquet brought their own mates. The unfavored mates were unaffected by the potion, while the favored mates could choose any room in the manor to spend the night with their male masters.
Spending a night with a male insect under the pretext of a banquet is commonplace for the insectoid race, and even though there were more enthusiastic female insectoids today, it didn't cause any ripples.
Aren't all female insects like that? They can ignite a frenzied craving at any moment.
A burning heat rose from the very core of his being, like an inextinguishable flame spreading through the body. The lingering comfort from not long ago now felt like a belated torture, gnawing at his body inch by inch.
However, this intense emptiness and pain did not disrupt the marshal's arrangements. He calmly discussed with all the generals and councilors until there were few guests in the hall.
Finally, as night deepened, Celtic steadily walked up the steps.
At the corner, a glass of strong liquor just happened to bump into the marshal.
Given the marshal's skill level, it would have been almost impossible for such an accident to happen, but it did.
“I’m sorry, Your Excellency Bright,” Dick quickly stepped forward and blocked the Marshal’s path. “I’m truly sorry that your old injury on Ticas has flared up again. I will present you with a gift as an apology later.”
Even if it's not the female insect's fault, she will still take the blame and make amends.
Bright expressed his understanding, but his pupils contracted when he saw the marshal's soaked back as he turned around, and he immediately turned on the communication.
“Hill, the Marshal did not have any close contact with any male insects tonight, including His Highness Sirius, but I feel that there seems to be something wrong with your Marshal.”
"What? Something happened to the Marshal?" Hill, who had just arrived at the Marshal's private estate, immediately stood up.
Bright briefly explained what had happened: "I will arrange for an aircraft to pick you up at the foot of the mountain. The mountain is the Marshal's private area with strict security, which I cannot break through at the moment. You will have to rely on yourself, Hill."
"good."
Keeping male insects in secret is not a glorious thing. Although Hill's manor does not have female soldiers on guard, the system security is maintained at S level, and the gate is closed and cannot be opened.
The male insect does not have bony wings; it needs to run down the mountain on its own.
Hill sat on the terrace, which was covered with thorns and flowers. The rain was pouring down and the wind was howling. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and jumped off.
——
"The Marshal's reaction is strange. The Marshal actually cheated on his wife before marriage and hugged another male insect not long ago—" Brandon couldn't believe it.
Even if the marshal was very patient, the eyesight of a married female insect and a high-ranking female soldier was enough to see through the flaws.
This was completely different from the Marshal that Brandon remembered. The Marshal was rigid, sharp, and never smiled. How could he have made such a big mistake before marriage?
"This is none of our business. Inform the lord."
"yes."
Sirius, who was flirting with a noblewoman in the manor, was interrupted by a loud bang on the door.
"Nathaniel, what are you doing?" Cyrus slowly picked up his wine glass and straightened his clothes.
Nathaniel, who arrogantly kicked open the door, sneered: "Still in the mood for drinking? Hmph, you didn't even know your unmarried queen was seeing male insects behind your back. Sirius, as your older brother, I have to worry about you."
Sirius raised an eyebrow with interest: "Oh? Is that so? So, you're taking me to catch them in the act?"
——
Outside the manor, a torrential downpour washed everything away.
A beautiful, elegant golden-haired male insect hurriedly approached, its throat still slightly panting.
He appeared somewhat disheveled, soaking wet, his blond hair clinging damply to his neck. His only notable feature was his eyes, which shone with an unbelievable brilliance, far surpassing those of the countless high-ranking males attending the banquet that day.
But no matter how beautiful it is, the principles cannot be broken.
“Sir, this is a private estate. You cannot enter without an invitation,” the female soldier said, stopping him.
The handsome male insect frowned, reached out his slender hand to remove the suppression patch from the back of his neck, and his aura rose steadily, quickly exceeding the D-level range. His originally emerald green pupils turned into a clear, deep blue, and the insect's overall demeanor became even more noble and arrogant.
He spoke.
“I am Hildegard.”
—Hilgard, the third male insect prince of His Majesty the Insect Emperor.
Author's Note:
Second brother: Are you catching Hill cheating? Interesting.
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