Thanksgiving Dinner
However, neither Luke Tren nor Drake Black Armor was able to see Her Majesty the Worm Queen.
After the Pompeii docked, the ship's Tiger Guards and the First Legion's Army Bugs surrounded the docking bridge in three layers, completely blocking all passage. The commanders of the two major legions were stopped on the walkway a full hundred meters from the docking bridge, their faces grim.
"Lord Gabriel, what do you mean? Why don't you let us go over to meet His Majesty?" Luke was the first to speak up.
Gabriel, who had disembarked ahead of time to arrange for the reception, smiled wryly, "You two gentlemen always love to surprise His Majesty. It's a pity that His Majesty is tired from the journey and wants to rest today. He asked me not to mobilize a large force for the reception and to keep everything simple."
They'd dispatched nearly half the First Legion's forces without mobilizing too many troops. Luke was very dissatisfied with the First Legion and the Palace of Saint Joseph's combined power. He turned his head slightly towards Drake, only to find that this gloomy and strange madman was staring motionlessly at the connecting bridge.
As all the Zergs guarding the connecting bridge knelt on the ground, the Zerg Queen, who had been lost for three star years, finally returned and walked out of the Pompeii.
To be precise, it wasn't walking. From a hundred meters away, Luke could only make out a silvery-white floating robot, seemingly bound with a mass of soft fabric. The worm queen aboard was incredibly petite. From afar, her crown, atop the floating robot, resembled the translucent white stamens of a bud.
Soon, the big, dumb man from the Warlock family blocked Luke's view of the Worm Queen.
No insect would mistake the insect mother. As the insect mother appeared, all the insects present felt a sense of satisfaction that a gap had been filled.
Luke lowered his hand, which had unconsciously been raised in salute, feeling a pang of regret. He shouldn't have listened to Drake's urging and rushed with him to the Saint Hobel Palace. No matter what form the Zerg Queen took, it couldn't change the fact that she was currently the sole Zerg Queen.
There was something seriously wrong with Drake at that moment. The blood-red pupils in his silver eyes had shrunk to the size of needles, and Luke could still feel the pulse of his muscles throbbing beneath his carapace.
My Lord, there are rumors that this madman Drake has used Chumi, can’t it be true?
Luke regretted more and more that he had boarded the pirate ship of the madman Drake.
Gabriel warned with a gloomy expression: "Drake Black Armor! Etiquette!"
Drake then retracted his presumptuous gaze: "I'm sorry, Lord Gabriel. I'm dying to see His Majesty."
"...There will be a chance." Gabriel suppressed his disgust and took out two invitations. "In two weeks, Her Majesty Alyssa will hold a Thanksgiving dinner. I look forward to the two commanders attending."
The swarm of military insects at the starport gradually dispersed with the departure of the insect mother. Looking at the disciplined and well-trained First Legion, Luke knew that Tygworlock had not relaxed his demands on his soldiers just because they had retreated to the relative safety of St. Hobelu Palace.
He was deeply dissatisfied with Drake's continued silence. It was he who had instigated him, saying that the human-like Worm Queen would be friendly to humans and that his Second Legion's defenses would have to be reduced. He'd only followed him to the San Jobel Palace on a whim to see what the Worm Queen was thinking. He'd also mentioned the rumor that the big, dumb man from the Warlock family was dying trying to rescue the Worm Queen, and the Warlocks were very unhappy. And what happened now?
Look at that big man stalking the Worm Queen, his claws tucked in so neatly! Look at the scene the Warlocks are making to support the Worm Queen!
"Drake, it turns out you're not as arrogant as I thought. Look at how obedient you are, even from so far away from His Majesty!" Luke sneered, "Just continue to stare blankly at the direction His Majesty left. When you return, remember to dig deep into the Third Legion's coffers and see what gift you can offer His Majesty to express your apology."
After saying this, he flung his military cape and strode away, leaving Drake standing there, chewing on the name in his mouth:
"Alyssa Kairos...Her name is Alyssa Kairos..."
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I heard that the commander of the First Legion was Ryan's father and that he had also docked at the port this time. Alyssa specially gave Ryan a vacation so that he could reunite with his father whom he had not seen for a long time.
The two three-meter-tall iron towers looked at each other in silence, with serious expressions on their faces.
Tiger Warlock spoke first: "You completed the rescue mission for His Majesty the Lord very well. I heard that you were seriously injured. How are you now?"
Ryan's eyes lit up: "Humph!" (Father, have you heard about it too? How did you hear it? I'm fine! Your Majesty saved me! Look at this silver stitch on my head! Your Majesty mended it for me personally...)
Tiger held his forehead with a headache and said, "Stop."
His son was good in every way except that he was too noisy. Not teaching him the Zerg Common Language was the best decision he had ever made. This was a sin only the Giant Fork Mountain Stag Beetle could endure.
Ryan: "Yeah!" (Father, I have one on my back too! I asked Vio to add silver developer to the healing agent! Doesn't it look impressive? Oh, and I think my spiritual world seems to have grown...)
Tiger immediately grasped the key point: "The spiritual world has become bigger?"
Ryan: “Yeah!” (Yes! And Her Majesty has also incorporated my spiritual anchor into her spiritual world. Her Majesty’s spiritual world is super, super huge! There’s no end to it!)
Tiger fell into deep thought. He was the only commander of the three legions to have personally encountered the Worm Mother upon the Pompeii's arrival. Of course, he had seen this Worm Mother, barely half his height. As the rumors had suggested, the Worm Mother was fully human, appearing even more delicate than a newly hatched hatchling. As Tiger knelt before her, his movements were gentle, fearing the wind from his movements might knock her over.
But a vast spiritual world is proof of strong spiritual power and a stable core. The reason the Zerg fall into frenzy is because they are unable to eliminate the pollutants that enter their spiritual world. If a Zerg's spiritual world is small, it will easily be filled with pollutants, and their spirit will collapse.
Even more remarkable was that after being comforted by the Worm Mother, Ryan's spiritual world also expanded, which was undoubtedly a good sign. It seemed that this Worm Mother was far less fragile than she appeared.
Thinking of this, Tiger patted Ryan on the shoulder and said, "Very good. Do your best by His Majesty's side."
Ryan: "Ha!"
Tiger: "Okay, I understand, you can go." This is the only way he could communicate with his son with patience.
Two weeks passed in a flash. The starport at Saint Joseph's Palace hadn't been this bustling and prosperous for years. Various starships, guided by the Worm Queen's Royal Guards, docked in an orderly fashion. Uniformed waiters methodically guided guests into the inner palace banquet hall and seated them one by one at their assigned seats.
Although it had been announced that this was a small, private thanksgiving dinner, the guests turned out to be far more than expected. After all, the most important Zerg Queen had been missing for three years, and rumors about her absence had been rampant recently. Of course, the Zerg closest to the power center of Saint Joseph's Palace needed to see it in person.
Fortunately, the omnipotent Chief Internal Affairs Officer, Lord Gabriel, had already foreseen this situation and made comprehensive arrangements.
After the guests were seated, Gabriel, standing at the lower left of the throne on the main stage of the banquet hall, struck a highball glass. With three crisp "ding ding ding" sounds, the noisy atmosphere in the room quieted down.
The Chief Housekeeper was dressed in a low-key luxury these days. She simply thanked the guests for coming, then announced with a smile:
"Next, please stand, distinguished guests, and welcome the 217th Worm Queen—Her Majesty Alyssa Kyros!"
Amidst thunderous applause from the audience, the burgundy velvet curtain behind the throne was drawn open. As the figure behind the curtain gradually emerged under the dazzling and hazy light of the crystal chandelier, the applause paused for a moment.
The insect queen was carried up by the three-meter-tall giant beetle Ryan.
As the rumors had circulated, the Zerg Queen was truly human. She was petite, her skin as delicate and fair as a human's. She wore a fluffy, light beige dress with flower buds. The soft fabric billowed out like a cloud, held back by the armored arms of the beetle that held her. At first glance, the towering beetle looked like it was cradling a gigantic bouquet. This clash of power and tenderness strangely captivated the Zerg present.
At this moment, even the most short-sighted insect could not ignore the completely submissive power behind the insect mother.
The Zerg Queen faced them, her emerald eyes scanning the Zerg present with a condescending glance. Then, a sweet smile appeared on her face. She lifted a crystal goblet, custom-sized to fit her hand, from the waiter's tray and addressed them in standard Zerg common. "Thank you for your protection. I look forward to sharing the future with you all."
At the same time, a surge of gentle spiritual energy, centered around the Zerg Mother, spread throughout the field. This spiritual energy, as solid as glue, enveloped the entire Zerg race. All the Zerg exposed to this spiritual energy felt a sense of airtight security, a return to the days before they hatched.
This... this is the Insect Mother! The spiritual power of the Mother of All Insects!
The Worm Mother's eyes also transformed into countless golden polygons within her smiling eye sockets. No worm had ever seen such golden compound eyes. But this was Her Majesty the Worm Mother, so nothing was strange!
Tiger Warlock, who was sitting at the first table below the throne, was the first to raise his glass, breaking the silence. "A toast to Her Majesty Alyssa!"
The insects finally came to their senses. Everyone raised their glasses, and a toast echoed throughout the banquet hall: "A toast to Her Majesty Alyssa!"
Unfortunately, Her Majesty Alyssa didn't stay in the banquet hall for long. After a simple appetizer, she toasted and politely said goodbye to the insects again.
It was a while after the tall beetle carefully carried Her Majesty Alyssa down and disappeared behind the curtain that the sound of murmurs and conversation began to be heard in the venue.
Even though she was such a petite insect queen, she put immense pressure on them. Her mental power easily crushed them... It seemed this insect queen was not to be underestimated!
The one holding the Worm Mother is the eldest son of the Warlock family. What a far-sighted political investment...
I heard that the youngest son of the Knox family has also become a close minister of the Worm Mother...
Alyssa was carried by Ryan out of the banquet hall and into the small garden. Only then did her straight back relax.
She was so nervous that her back was covered in sticky sweat.
"Ryan, was what I said wrong just now?"
"Ha!" (Your Majesty! Absolutely not! Your Zerg Common just now was absolutely perfect! Your Majesty, you are truly gifted!)
"I just used my mental power to pierce you. Does it hurt?"
"Hmph!" (It doesn't hurt at all! It's so comfortable! Your Majesty, you can stab me again! It doesn't matter if you keep stabbing me!)
Alyssa finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She'd spent countless hours rehearsing for the welcome dinner. Mammy explained that the Zerg were a martial race, and to prevent the other Zerg from looking down on her as a Zerg Queen, it would be best if she were carried to the stage by Ryan, one of the strongest military Zergs currently. Mammy also suggested she use her psychic power a little, letting the Zerg present experience the strength beneath her petite exterior. They came up with the idea of using a psychic needle, just as they'd used it to soothe Ryan the previous time, to secretly prick him. The emanating psychic power would be sensed by all the Zerg.
It's great that everything went well. Alyssa gently pushed Ryan: "Okay, put me down."
"Huh?" (Where's the hoverbot? Where's Internal Affairs Officer Miranda? Shouldn't she be waiting for you here with the hoverbot?)
Alyssa was not used to being held like this by the male insect, and her face flushed slightly: “Put me on this stone bench to rest for a while, and go find Sister Miranda.”
"Hmm!" (Your Majesty, I cannot leave you.)
"It's okay, I'm not going anywhere. I'll wait for you here. If you don't find Sister Miranda within five minutes, come back here to find me."
"Ha." Ryan thought about it. The security level of the banquet hall tonight has reached the extreme. The guests who came are all important figures. With Gabriel watching over the banquet hall, nothing should go wrong if he leaves for five minutes. So he followed the order of the Insect Mother and went to find Miranda, the internal affairs officer.
Alyssa sat on the stone bench, rubbing her stomach gently. She was full from the appetizers she had just eaten.
Suddenly a huge black shadow pounced towards her. She screamed and fell backward. A huge hand supported the back of her head to prevent it from hitting the stone bench, and the other hand grabbed her left ankle from under her long skirt.
A tall Zerg in black armor, with white hair and silver eyes, whose blood-red pupils were stretched into needles, grabbed her foot and lifted it up: "What's wrong with your foot?"
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