Chapter 42
"The way to quit something is to fall in love with something else."
The older male insect accompanied the younger male insect, placing his hands on the younger male insect's shoulders and leaning down to rest his chin on the younger male insect's head: "Hill, why don't you give it a try?"
The transparent glass faintly reflected the two insects, which had similar appearances. The male insect, a boy, had lighter eyes and hair, like a breeze that might melt away at any moment.
"No matter what, your brother will always be by your side."
The young male insect had a pair of bright blue eyes. He quietly looked at the young male insect in the mirror: "When I needed you the most, you weren't there."
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Sirius's smile gradually faded: "Marshal Celt, I'm not entirely comfortable leaving the welcoming ceremony to the Federation, so I'll leave it to you."
Sirius entrusted him with the responsibility of Hill's engagement ceremony.
Akeron is located in the border region, where sovereignty has always been very chaotic. It gradually became a free star, but the Federation and the Empire each have a certain degree of control over it.
This is a welcoming ceremony for the male insect, and also a grand banquet. If His Highness the male insect is satisfied, they will enter into a marriage contract and complete this engagement ceremony.
The insects on the StarNet jokingly called it a matchmaking dinner. This time, not only Hilgard was present, but also Cyrus and Nathaniel. Even though all the insects knew that the position of Queen was hopeless, the chance to become a female servant or have a romantic encounter with a male insect was still highly sought after.
Having Marshal Celt host this banquet was somewhat humiliating, but since it was the male insect's order, the female insect naturally couldn't object.
"Marshal, this is the Federation's procedure, this is the guest list, and this is what His Excellency Albert prepared..."
Dick arrived with the documents, but in the end, he swallowed the word "surprise."
For the marshal, this was probably not something to be happy about.
At least from the fact that the marshal personally handled this matter, we know that such banquets are usually handled by Dick and Gust, and the marshal rarely participates personally.
Dick left, and the entire space fell silent instantly. Celtic turned the pages one by one.
Albert was a very meticulous insect. Knowing that the male insect liked Sophie Rosa very much, he transported the precious flower in a valuable nutrient capsule over a long distance in advance.
At this moment, the huge hotel is surrounded by layers of flowers, and even the outer perimeter of the hotel is decorated with bouquets by flying plants. The carpet is made of pure lawn. Hilgard is physically weak and may have allergies, so he requires that all the fragrances be real plant and flower scents.
There are many more like this...
Looking down from the starship office, Celtic saw the brightly lit hotel soaring into the clouds, with the surrounding floating rivers resembling golden ribbons in the twilight glow.
Albert is a good fit for Hill.
Attentive, elegant, of noble birth, and caring enough for the male insect, she is a perfect role model for female insects.
For him, Sirius was the best option at the moment. From a rational perspective, cutting ties now was the most appropriate course of action. A temporary mistake couldn't lead to a lasting error, even if he—
Albert is a double S-class female insect, good enough for Hill, much better than when Hill was with him. He was too busy with work and often left the little male insect in the starship. When he was craving pheromones, he was not gentle and was too rough.
Hill would look at him with teary eyes and murmur softly, "Marshal..."
Celt abruptly closed his eyes, an indescribable, stinging pain spreading rapidly, gnawing at his hardened heart.
Night fell on Acheron, and Dick reached out to look at the time again; this was the fifth time he had looked at the time within a star's time.
Marshal Celtic has not yet arrived; it is unusual for him to be absent from such an important occasion.
“Where’s Celtic?” Sirius asked, raising an eyebrow to express his displeasure as he held up his wine glass.
"Please forgive me, Your Highness, the Marshal may have been delayed by other military affairs." Dick made an excuse for the Marshal. In fact, the Marshal had kept his office door tightly closed since the afternoon and ignored all communications.
This is definitely not a good sign, but if we can get through tonight smoothly, it might not be a bad thing, by which time everything will have settled down.
“Is that so?” Sirius chuckled, looking at the starship high in the sky with a silent sarcasm.
Could a calm and wise marshal, who could personally arrange this engagement banquet, be afraid to see it with his own eyes?
Time passed second by second, and the atmosphere of the banquet finally reached its climax. At ten o'clock on Akeron Star, it was dusk, and the warm sunlight shone on the river, like a layer of broken gold.
Albert was dressed very formally today. His federal-style military uniform accentuated the female insect's slender waist, and the gold color suited him perfectly. The meticulously groomed female insect was just as beautiful as the male insect.
Under the bright lights of the entire venue, he was incredibly handsome.
Under the spotlight, he walked toward Hillgard. Hillgard looked tired today, with a hint of weariness in his eyes. His long silver hair was adorned with his favorite moonstone. Just standing there, he gave the insect a faint sense of tenderness that made him need protection.
Albert walked up to Hilgard and caught a whiff of Sophie Rosa's faint scent on him. Yes, the fiancé had the privilege of getting close at a safe distance; the male insect's pheromones made the female insect dazzled.
He leaned close to Hill's ear, his laughter slightly hoarse and witty.
"Your Highness, may I ask you to close your eyes? To be honest, I'm actually a little nervous."
Hill closed his eyes as instructed. They were so close that, due to the angle of their bodies, countless insects thought Albert had kissed the male insect, including those watching the live broadcast.
In the dark office, on the screen, Hilgard could be seen tilting his head slightly as if to accommodate Albert's approach.
cater?
The office, equipped with pheromone detection capabilities, sounded an urgent alarm: "Warning! Warning! Pheromones concentration exceeded the limit, Level A risk of loss of control—"
The handsome male insect closed its eyes, only the sound of the female insect's breath could be heard in its ears, perhaps because her breath was too hot, blowing against the male insect's hair.
"Your Highness was born noble and has everything. The Federation is not as rich in resources as the Empire due to the heavy pressure of the Empire. Ironically, every time I see Your Highness, I always want to give you something."
Albert chuckled softly: "You may not remember, but a year ago I asked for a marriage alliance. You were furious when you found out, and I have never forgotten your angry expression. It makes me reflect on when I offended you."
"I still haven't received an answer to this day. Your Highness shines like a star. If I had seen you, I would never have forgotten you. But since Your Highness was unhappy at the time, it must have been because of my mistake. I apologize to you, okay?"
Hilbert's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Okay."
Albert smiled and said, "Your Highness, you may open your eyes now."
The first thing that catches the eye is the golden light, which is not dazzling but rather very soft, seeping into the eyes little by little.
Outside the window, the floating rivers began to slowly emit a fluorescent glow, twinkling like stars. The light was golden, and the scattered gold became more and more obvious in the hazy evening. At a certain moment, those tiny golden halos suddenly fell from mid-air.
The sky was filled with golden rain, and the whole world was immersed in a sea of golden rain, as if entering a dreamlike illusion. All the insects present were amazed.
The pale, sickly little male insect slowly stretched out its hand, as if to touch the warm golden rain outside the window.
"Your Highness is too cold. I think you might prefer something warmer."
Albert skillfully reached out and covered Hill's hand with his own. This time, perhaps lost in the beautiful sight, Hill did not withdraw her hand. Albert's smile widened, and he slowly closed his palm, embracing the male insect's hand within his own, while leaning closer.
"It's just a small gift, but I hope you like it."
A faint scent approached from behind, and the female insect bent down to complete the most important part of this engagement party—a kiss on her male.
Just as Albert was about to kiss Hill, a sharp sound suddenly erupted from the surroundings.
This sound was unlike anything any insectoid could produce; it was far more terrifying. Moreover, the glass in front of him shattered, and countless fragments scattered in all directions. The closer one got to the glass, the stronger the vibration became, forcing Albert to retreat several steps.
"Attack—"
It was unclear which insect was making the loud cry, but the warnings continued.
Albert was interrupted from kissing and instinctively wanted to back away, but then he suddenly realized that Prince Hill was still at the window and immediately wanted to go and pull the male insect back.
Even faster than him was Eric, who had just downed a large amount of alcohol. Watching his beloved male insect get engaged, Eric had always looked up at him but dared not approach. Finally, he found his chance at this moment!
"Damn it—"
Albert cursed angrily and suddenly spread his wings as he moved forward, stopping Eric, who hadn't yet transformed into an insect, for a moment.
Hill gazed silently out the window, showing no fear of the sudden attack. He watched the golden rain fall in abundance, its fleeting brilliance followed by destruction.
He showed no fear or dread, seemingly waiting for the flying debris to destroy him.
Any insect that witnessed this scene would feel a chill run down its spine.
Just as Albert was about to pull the male insect back, a tremendous pressure caused the insect to rise up, suffocating him and making his steps seem to falter for a moment.
A terrifyingly powerful figure appeared outside the transparent glass window, its jet-black bone wings blotting out the sky, and its sharp insect claws easily crushing all obstacles.
Before Albert could reach him, the seemingly indestructible insect claws seized Hilgard, blocking the sharp shards of glass that flew toward him. His soft white robes were wrinkled, and the insect claws returned to normal in an instant.
He pressed the weak male insect completely into his broad embrace, as if all the wind and rain could shield him.
Even amidst the chaos, madness, and attacks from countless unknown creatures, he remained completely undisturbed.
He embraced Hilgard, ignoring the chaos and attacks behind him, and soared into the sky.
Eric instinctively chased after him, only to be met with a pair of cold, piercing eyes, devoid of any emotion, which instantly sent chills down the spines of everyone around him.
Just being glanced at makes one feel a tangible pain, as if sinking into a quagmire.
Eric was suddenly overcome with a bitter feeling he couldn't explain. Field Marshal Celtic—
Before Marshal Celt, all the female insects were like those in an abyss, facing an insurmountable chasm.
Author's Note:
I was thinking about how Hill would get revenge and subtly lure her back, but this chapter features such a beautiful, sickly, and self-destructive woman [please], I'm starting to get into the swing of things again [pity].
And why would anyone say my character is a pile driver/miner? Is that really reasonable? I find it a bit baffling [please]. Hill couldn't possibly be a miner, right? The miner in this story is the Marshal, isn't it? (If I haven't misunderstood the meaning of "miner," then the miner should mean the one I understand it to be, right? Seeking clarification.)
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