MCDWTBS Chapter 24

Chapter 24: The chubby figure of the Chong cub is full of loneliness…

Serra’s composed, pale face suddenly stiffened, and his caramel-colored eyes, streaked with blood, widened slightly.

This was an unexpected situation for him. Admittedly, in insectoid society, it was common practice for male insectoids to exchange their own female insectoids and Sub-males as gifts, but he had never imagined that he, a disabled male insectoid incapable of development, would be gifted a young and strong female insectoid.

A strong sense of disgust arose in Serra’s heart. It wasn’t that he harbored resentment towards the innocent Ilia or that he was homophobic to the point of being unable to accept his partner’s male characteristics, but rather that he felt a physiological revulsion towards Colean’s actions.

As Colean himself said, his actions were a “gift.” This wasn’t even the unequal “marriage” of the Earth’s feudal period, but rather treating a living female insectoid as a decorative gift to be played with by another male insectoid.

And Colean knew full well that this behavior was no different from sending his own younger brother to his death. Because Serra was a disabled Chong cub incapable of development, he couldn’t produce any male insectoid pheromones, and Ilia, as a high-level female insectoid over the age of twenty, would soon reach the age where she couldn’t survive without male insectoid pheromones.

At that time, his Chong cub “Male Master” would be unable to help her at all, and in insectoid society, no kind-hearted male insectoid would allow another male insectoid to mark his female insectoid or Sub-male with pheromones.

The only fate awaiting Ilia was to die without dignity, becoming an insignificant link in the Corvin family’s and the royal family’s relationship.

Serra could barely suppress the urge to vomit. He wanted to bury himself in Edwin’s generous chest to endure this feeling of disgust, but Edwin was still wrapped in his mental tendrils, weakly unconscious.

He had personally witnessed Ilia’s extraordinary status. When Colean needed him or was in a good mood, Ilia could come to the Duke’s Mansion as a royal emissary, surrounded by attendants, to handle affairs. He could even argue with the Church’s male insectoid head-on and wore a defensive collar bestowed upon him by Colean.

But even with their blood ties, even with the favor of his male insectoid brother, he was no different from a “pet.”

Not far away, Ilia, kneeling on the hard, smooth ground, trembled all over, biting his lower lip tightly, tears swirling in his eyes, but he concealed them well. Serra knew Ilia was intelligent, that his ambition and his desire for dignity and freedom far exceeded that of ordinary female insectoids. However, he didn’t think Ilia’s incredulous reaction at this moment was entirely an act.

Any living, intelligent being would not be calm and indifferent when their family personally packaged them up and sent them away as an object, even if they had long since ceased to expect anything from their so-called “family.”

Serra secretly took a deep breath before forcing a smile:

“Your Highness, I am grateful for your kindness.” He raised his short, chubby arms and looked at his soft, chubby fingers, belonging to a young Chong cub, with seeming helplessness:

“Unfortunately, my current physical age requires a male parent, not a Male Consort. This is also why, after my Male father’s accident, I kept his female insectoids and Sub-males by my side. You must understand that female insectoids and Sub-males can exist in many roles, and what I need from them is what a Chong cub needs from a Male parent.”

Serra spoke extremely tactfully, and then he casually swept his gaze over the trembling Ilia and said:

“Moreover, it would be a waste of heavenly resources to casually gift away a treasure that Your Highness has protected for so many years to a Chong cub. I think Ilia also doesn’t want to leave his beloved royal brother, is that right, Ilia?”

As if a seal had been lifted from his lips by some force, Ilia gasped violently and rapidly, almost like a precursor to hyperventilation and fainting. His delicate and beautiful face was as pale as snow, and a string of crystal-clear tears finally slid from the corner of his eye:

“Yes, Duke Serra, I am immensely grateful for your leniency. But… but I don’t want to leave my royal brother, I don’t want to—”

He couldn’t stop trembling, his clear voice tinged with a bitter sob, and his noble golden eyes glistened with tears and redness. He raised his eyes to look at his royal brother beside him, appearing almost like an innocent child or a pure virgin.

Colean’s breathing became rapid, and an overwhelming desire swept over him like a tsunami, almost instantly causing veins to bulge on his forehead. Anger, violence, and desire intertwined, and the forbidden connection of blood ties became merely an embellishment. The bluish-purple veins on the back of his hand also bulged, and his otherwise handsome face now had an eerie and twisted look.

“A male insectoid is speaking, who allowed you to interrupt? You undisciplined, idiotic female insectoid!”

Colean kicked his fellow female insectoid brother, and Ilia fell to the ground in accordance with his force. The butterfly bones hidden beneath his luxurious robe trembled slightly, causing the exquisite gems hanging on his body to rustle.

In reality, no male insectoid’s physical strength was great enough to knock over a high-level female insectoid, but this deformity society had taught female insectoids to use obedience and submission to demonstrate the absolute rule of male insectoids.

Ilia’s domestication made the violent male insectoid beside him appear tall and majestic. Colean raised his noble foot and stepped on Ilia’s scattered black hair, forcing him to press his smooth face against the ground, transparent tears blooming directly on the stone surface.

“Is this how I taught you? To embarrass the royal family in front of everyone?”

“Royal brother, I’m sorry… Royal brother, I beg you, please don’t abandon me…”

Ilia’s voice was intermittent, and the terror of being abandoned made his voice sound hollow and confused. Serra gently clenched his fists, but still endured it.

He didn’t have the ability to help all female insectoids and Sub-males right now, and Ilia was much smarter than Edwin. He knew what he was doing.

Colean said some more insulting words, but didn’t mention the previous proposal again. Serra suspected that this farce was another trick by Colean to probe his loyalty. Colean probably never intended to give away his toy female insectoid brother, whom he had raised since childhood.

But in any case, his behavior was disgusting in the extreme. Serra didn’t want to endure any more, but then he heard Colean say again, unwilling to give up:

“In that case, it seems Ilia is simply unlucky. But Duke Serra is powerful and thriving, so the other female insectoids and Sub-males of the Corvin family will also become sought-after commodities on the Capital Star.”

Colean chuckled, and many of the noble male insectoids beside him, who had just recovered their senses and confidence from Serra’s power, also began to laugh shrilly. Some greasy gazes even began to scan Serra’s female insectoid and Sub-male brothers.

Serra was furious, and his eyes showed signs of turning red again, but those disgusting male insectoids wouldn’t understand the source of his anger. After all, in this world, treating female insectoids and Sub-males as commodities was commonplace, and even female insectoids and Sub-males themselves were happy with this arrangement. After all, for them, serving male insectoids was their divine duty, and high-level female insectoids and Sub-males needed the pheromones and mental energy of male insectoids to survive.

“That’s natural.”

Serra barely suppressed his ugly expression and raised his head, pretending to be nonchalant: “However, the bloodline of the Corvin family is not a cheap trinket to be disposed of at will. The power of the Mother God comes from bloodlines, this is the family’s unshakeable maxim.”

Serra’s words drew agreement from the noble male insectoids, and they briefly forgot the shadow left by Serra’s powerful abilities and began to whisper to each other. Among them, a male insectoid with cloudy eyes and a bloated figure greedily scanned the young female insectoids and Sub-males behind Serra, before firmly locking onto the fair-faced, blond-haired, blue-eyed Sub-male Ilia.

He licked his greasy lips and said to Serra:

“Duke Serra, how about sending that blond Sub-male to my mansion?”

After he finished speaking, he revealed an ugly smile to the surrounding male insectoids, seemingly smug:

“This little cheap Sub-male has a unique charm. Did you see his male parent? That seems to be Duke Corvin’s male consort. It’s rare for a female insectoid to look so outstanding, and the Sub-male she gave birth to is even more exquisite. I have a good eye. If this little cheap Sub-male is obedient, I can give him a female attendant position.”

The special status of male insectoids allowed him to speak almost as if no one else was present, and his dull perception didn’t allow him to notice the killing intent hidden in Serra’s gaze.

“Young Male Master, this is His Majesty Jose, the heir to Duke Brian.”

Sison said, his voice almost without any waves, as if the person being targeted wasn’t his own Sub-male son.

Ilia also didn’t make any sound. Of course, he was afraid. The nightmarish experience of being with his own Male father filled him with an instinctive fear of male insectoids. He had already decided that even if he, as a Sub-male with a high mental energy level, was at risk of mental sea collapse, he would never seek help from male insectoids.

But faced with this situation, he didn’t think he had any chance to refuse. Moreover, he didn’t want to cause any trouble for the Young Male Master.

He remembered that on the night when he thought he was about to be strangled and abused by his Male father, it was Edwin and the Young Male Master who saved him.

The kindness he had received in recent days was also due to the Young Male Master’s care. Everything that happened today made him feel frightened. Whether it was Edwin’s sudden gaffe or the current situation of being surrounded by wolves, he knew who was protecting their safety.

He was grateful to the Young Male Master and wouldn’t cause him any trouble. If he needed to serve that noble male insectoid, even if it was as a female slave, he would go.

Serra didn’t care at all who the disgusting swine in front of him was the heir to or what Title he had. His mental tendrils weren’t completely retracted into his mental sea and could still hear the whispers among the male insectoid group.

That Jose was a sadist, even if those male insectoids didn’t mention it, Serra could tell.

He probably had many insectoid lives on his hands. The way he looked at any female insectoid or Sub-male didn’t seem like he was looking at a living creature. His gaze was full of violence, lust, and greed.

Serra wouldn’t let his Sub-male brother fall into the hands of such a swine, even if his current situation was not good and Colean wouldn’t like his repeated defiance. Without Colean’s use and support, he could very likely fall into a state of being at odds with the Church and the major noble forces at the same time.

But in any case, he wasn’t prepared to sell out his own blood relatives, nor was he prepared to sell out the life, health, and soul of an innocent Sub-male.

Serra secretly gathered his strength, and his eyes darkened again. Just as he was about to hang up this disgusting male insectoid swine, a lazy voice suddenly interjected:

“Mother God is above, what a charming little Sub-male. I think I just encountered the 108th wonderful star. You look so dazzling and moving, my sweet pecan pie. I think Duke Serra certainly wouldn’t mind the Sacred Light of the Holy Son shrouding his beautiful Sub-male brother, would he?”

The silver-haired Holy Son, who hadn’t participated much in the disputes since his appearance, wore a smile on his face and lightly bowed, extending a white hand to the stunned blond Sub-male. His silver hair poured down like moonlight, emitting a captivating halo, appearing as if he was born with a divine aura.

Ilia was somewhat stunned for a moment. He didn’t know how this male insectoid Holy Son had appeared in front of him, and he couldn’t understand what he was saying. He just froze, looking at him, like a small worm caught in a spider web.

Serra frowned, his gaze unkind, and looked at the unexpected silver-haired Holy Son along with the other male insectoids. The Church’s male insectoids had even uglier expressions, their civility swept away by their Holy Son’s behavior.

The Church’s Holy Son had always been a mystery to the outside world. Most followers didn’t know where the Pope had found this silver-haired Holy Son. They only knew that this Holy Son was very powerful, possessed the God strength of a Founding ancestors Male zombie, and his white mental tendrils seemed to be able to devour the heavens and the earth, purifying everything. He was the most fundamental power from the Insect Mother.

The Holy Son’s arrival pushed the Pope’s rule and the Church’s influence to their peak. However, most people in the Church had never seen this Holy Son, because this silver-haired Holy Son, like his strange abilities, rarely showed himself to the outside world.

But no matter how mysterious the Holy Son was, several bishops had seen him and knew something about his temperament, which was why Bishop Sandersfi’s face was even uglier than the bottom of a pot.

This Holy Son was very fond of beauty.

It wasn’t that being fond of beauty was a derogatory term among male insectoids. In fact, due to the scarcity and high status of male insectoids, most of them had dozens or even hundreds of female insectoids and Sub-males. The Church had always promoted male insectoids occupying more Sub-males and female insectoids so that the male insectoid bloodline wouldn’t be cut off.

But that wasn’t to say that male insectoids should waste a lot of time on female insectoids and Sub-males and form emotional connections with them. Female insectoids and Sub-males were merely tools for reproduction, while male insectoids were precious. They only needed to use female insectoids and Sub-males, and the divine duty of female insectoids and Sub-males was to be used and abandoned by male insectoids.

But this Holy Son revolved around female insectoids and Sub-males day after day. There were over a hundred female insectoids and Sub-males in his palace, each with their own unique charm. He still often couldn’t take his eyes off the female insectoids and Sub-males outside the palace, and his words and actions made it seem as if female insectoids and Sub-males were equal to him.

He was simply an oddball among male insectoids, a disgrace to the Church.

Bishop Sandersfi’s lips trembled and trembled, but in the end, he didn’t say anything. In the Church, the Pope and the Holy Son had the highest status. Although the Holy Son was an oddball, his powerful abilities and special status also made Sandersfi afraid.

The silver-haired Holy Son smiled at Ilia. Serra’s eyes showed dissatisfaction, and he turned around, his mental tendrils wriggling in the space behind him. The silver-haired Holy Son and Ilia looked at him at the same time.

Ilia was hesitant and uncertain. He was used to obeying the orders of his Male parent and male insectoids. He knew Serra, his male insectoid brother had saved him and was also kind to him. When he encountered such a strange thing, he naturally wanted to rely on Serra’s opinion.

The silver-haired Holy Son winked his left eye lightly at Serra.

He had a pair of Peach blossomeyes, naturally both heartless and moving. His icy blue eyes should have made Serra feel very unfamiliar, but he understood something from the other party’s casual, playboy-like demeanor.

The male insectoid cub shivered, squinted his eyes, and suddenly confirmed his guess since seeing the silver-haired Holy Son.

How could a male insectoid born and raised in an insectoid world have this playboy-like demeanor of a Earthling flirting everywhere?

Moreover, these exaggerated movements and expressions were a little too familiar, like—

—one of the unlucky college students who was in the car accident with him.

Serra turned his face and nodded at Ilia. The young blond Sub-male didn’t say anything and obediently bowed to the silver-haired male insectoid, then followed behind the silver-haired Holy Son.

Seeing that things had reached this point, Serra didn’t want to waste time and leave room for other male insectoids to speak. He saluted Colean and left the central city with all the female insectoids and Sub-males of the Duke’s Mansion under the pretext of feeling unwell.

*

Serra settled Edwin in the medical treatment facility, used plenty of energy fluid for him, and then planned in his heart how to contact the silver-haired Holy Son.

Back when Serra—that is, Earthling Lin Huanyu—had a car accident, he was leading several problematic college students on a research trip. These college students could be described as strange and unique, each with their own characteristics. The school’s counselor couldn’t handle them, so he specifically dumped the burden on Serra, a notoriously good-tempered teacher.

They encountered a large truck retaliating against society at the entrance of the museum where they were doing research. It charged wildly through the crowd. The college students and Serra rushed over to save people, but several of them were repeatedly crushed under the wheels.

Perhaps their lives hadn’t ended.

Serra’s heart pounded wildly at this guess, almost throbbing with pain. If he wasn’t mistaken, this silver-haired Holy Son was the son of divorced parents, a rich second generation who had grown up with his father and a group of mistresses since childhood. He was a slacker at school, didn’t have a proper way of thinking, and flirted and spent money every day, but due to his unique charm and handsome face, he attracted a group of young men and women at school to show their love for him madly, making the counselor and teachers feel a headache.

At the time, Serra, as his teacher, naturally couldn’t stand his behavior of wasting his life. He also knew that he had some history of mental illness, so he took extra care of him. It was also because of this that he knew that the rich second generation was actually a not-bad kid. Now that he was letting him take Ilia away, Serra was still relieved.

Sure enough, not long after, Serra received an anonymous message at the Duke’s Mansion. A silver-haired head popped out from the holographic image and tentatively whispered:

“Teacher Lin?”

Serra replied with an “Mm,” and a burst of earth-shattering laughter immediately came from the other side, mixed with Great rebellionwords like “Teacher, your hands and feet are so short, can I hug you?” and “Such a cute face making such a stinky expression, it really is you, Teacher.”

Serra’s excitement immediately died down by half, and the complicated emotions of hating college students to the point of grinding his teeth spread over him, causing him to only reply with one message before going offline: “Take care of my brother, and also find out about the others. If we’re lucky, we’ve all come here.”

He didn’t care what the other side replied and went out to say to Sison, who was silently waiting outside the door:

“Don’t worry, I know that Holy Son, he will take care of Ilia for now.”

Serra naturally assumed that Sison was worried about Ilia’s whereabouts. Who knew that Sison would say: “Ilia’s fate is his own business. What the Young Male Master has done is already very caring of him.”

Serra revealed an expression of disagreement. In fact, he felt that he wasn’t nearly caring enough, and far from good enough to these Sub-male and female insectoid brothers. He had only given them a place to stay, plenty of food, and some robots that taught knowledge. There was nothing worth praising.

But he didn’t know that everything he had done, no male insectoid had ever done for Sub-males and female insectoids without compensation. His protection of Sub-males and female insectoids hadn’t even appeared in their dreams.

“I came here for Edwin’s matter. I apologize to you for his Loss of attitude.”

Sison lowered his exquisite head and said softly to the Chong cub: “Edwin is a very stubborn insectoid. Among all the military female insectoids I know, he is also the one who lives the most authentically. This isn’t a quality that male insectoids like, but Edwin still managed to reach the position of General under the Church’s surveillance, only because all his merits were earned by him risking his life.”

“He is very powerful, I think his ability exceeds the 2s level, but that also represents his A flash in the pan. The more powerful a female insectoid is, the more subject they are to the Replacement of male insectoid marking and pheromones. He doesn’t have much time, so he is even more Try your best.”

Sison lowered his wet eyelashes, hiding the tears in his eyes:

“When the Church’s male insectoids became the new commanders and the royal family’s relatives became the male insectoid Marshals, all of us military female insectoids actually understood that everything we did was meaningless. Once, the power of the Empire belonged to the Emperor, the Church, and the military, and the military was the only channel for female insectoids to change their fate, but after Marshal Ax died, female insectoids had already lost the military.”

“Many female insectoids gave up, like me. More desperate than death is a long period of torment. I had already been worn smooth, and I even told Ilia that everything was supposed to be this way, that female insectoids and Sub-males were born as lowly beings. I told my Sub-male son, ‘You have to accept your fate.'”

“But Edwin refused to learn to let go no matter what. He stubbornly refused to forget Marshal Ax and refused to compromise even a little bit. The Church could arbitrarily arrange his fate, let him fight the most dangerous battles, and let him become a cruel male insectoid’s humble male consort, but none of this broke his spine.”

“He is still that Edwin, never changing from beginning to end. He has never feared death, shame, and abuse, nor has his courage and kindness ever been diminished. The Church’s lies have never allowed him to wallow.”

“Young Male Master, I know you may be angry about his behavior today. He caused you trouble. I shouldn’t defend him, but I still want to implore you, because I know you are different from other male insectoids, and I despicable want to take advantage of this.”

“Edwin is the kindest and most upright female insectoid I have ever seen. Even if he isn’t your real Male parent, he is very concerned about you and can do many things for you. He has a simple but pure heart, and even when he can’t protect himself, he tries his best to save all insects, whether they are worth it or not.”

The retro chandelier in the corridor left a silent shadow behind Serra. The four-Head Chong cub endured the throbbing pain in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Sison, and there was a layer of tear-soaked 未分redness in his eyes:

“He will never be my trouble, Sison. Today I should be thanking you. If possible, I hope you can take some time during the day to take care of Edwin, because I…”

The Chong cub’s voice was a little tight, and he lowered his beautiful caramel-colored eyes, and the curls on his head, like wet puppy fur, slumped down dejectedly.

Because he didn’t think Edwin wanted him.

Only today did Serra suddenly understand how arbitrary, stupid, and arrogant he had been. Like every man who fancied himself a savior, he had come to a strange world with the lofty intention of saving others, and had taken it for granted that as long as he played some small tricks,Sasa to Edwin in his bitter situation, and gave him a few soft and warm hugs, he could inject love and the meaning of life into his body.

Like every man who was arrogant to the point of being annoying, he felt that he was omnipotent, that he could teach Edwin how to live better, teach this world better rules, make Edwin carefree, peaceful, and successful, and make this world evolve and operate according to his wishes.

But he was terribly wrong.

He couldn’t understand Edwin’s situation at all, and couldn’t fully empathize with the inhuman suffering Edwin had experienced, just like he might know that Ax’s death had a big impact on Edwin, but he would never know that those pains gnawed at Edwin’s heart day and night,Encirclement and suppression all his desire for survival.

His arrogance had almost made him watch Edwin die many times.

How could Edwin want to see him, and how could he forgive himself?

The Chong cub’s eyes lost their focus, and his short fingers dug deeply into his palms, while a trace of worry flowed in Sison’s Blue eyes. He said softly:

“How could it be a trouble? Young Male Master, please forgive my presumption, Edwin will definitely be grateful for your rescue. If he can see you, he will definitely—”

“Sison, sorry, I have a lot of things to do.”

The Chong cub turned his face away, and the furry curls covered the tears in his eyes: “You accompany him for a while during the day. I will send him food every day, and I will do mental Guidance for him at night. He doesn’t have the problem of male insectoid marking, I have already handed it over to the graduate School to investigate, and will definitely solve this trouble for him. I’m entrusting this to you these few days.”

After he finished speaking, he strode his tired little short legs away from the corridor, walked into the studio a wall away, and tightly closed the doors, leaving Sison standing in the corridor worried and confused.

But soon, he heard a startled gasp. He frowned and quickly walked into the bedroom where Edwin was placed.

“Young Male Master… Young Male Master!”

Edwin suddenly sat up from the medical treatment facility, and the warm cashmere blanket on his body slid down, piling up around his lean waist.

His body was still weak, but the feeling of imminent death, where his mental sea was about to collapse, had disappeared. In the In the dark, he still remembered the Young Male Master’s black tendrils, like trickling streams of water, stroking all the tears and injuries in his mental sea, repeatedly and tirelessly filling his emptiness.

Those miraculous God strength once again dragged him out of hell, as stubborn as the unruly curls on the Young Male Master’s head, disheveled and making him unable to stop feeling Heartbroken.

He wasn’t worth it, he was just a shameful oath-breaker, making the Young Male Master take risks for him again and again. He was sorry to the Young Male Master.

Edwin was stunned and flustered, looking for the Young Male Master’s small figure, but there was no insectoid in the room, only Sison pushing the door open and handing him a bottle of high-level energy fluid.

“The Young Male Master has something to do, he specifically instructed me to take care of you.”

Edwin drank the energy fluid in his hand, his hands still trembling slightly. All sorts of thoughts flashed madly in his mind. Guilt, worry, and all the emotions he couldn’t express made him only want to see the Young Male Master, wanting to hugthe Young Male Master’s chubby little body Against the road, and tell him that he was really sorry to him.

After he drank the energy fluid, he insisted on leaving the medical treatment facility, ignoring the pain in his body, but was stopped by Sison’s shoulder:

“Edwin, calm down.” Sison stopped him: “Think about what you did today? Edwin, to be honest, the Young Male Master saving you today, saving us, has already made me marvel at his kindness.”

“He… Where is the Young Male Master? Why is he—” Why isn’t he here? Did the Young Male Master blame him?

Edwin almost felt his whole body stiffen at this thought, and a huge stone pressed on his heart, hurting him so much that he Shrugged.

And what’s worse was that he knew he deserved it. Even if the Young Male Master never saw him again, and would never snuggle into his arms and call him Male parent, that was his own fault.

“Edwin,” Sison sat down, looking directly at Edwin, and said slowly: “I don’t know what the relationship between you and the Young Male Master is, but you have never stopped surprising me. But even so, even if you don’t want to hear it, I still want to remind you.”

“The Young Male Master is already a very special male insectoid. His special treatment of you—even though I still don’t know what the reason is—is your biggest bargaining chip. If you were a smart female insectoid, I would definitely let you make good use of this special thing, but you are not smart, Edwin, you are extraordinarily stupid. I only hope that you learn to protect yourself and don’t make the Young Male Master worry about you.”

“He doesn’t hesitate to oppose all male insectoid forces in order to protect you, Edwin, even you should understand that he wants you to be safe, wants you to live. I know that since the Marshal and Ryan… those dead insectoids are unforgettable for you, but I still hope you remember, Edwin, the Marshal always wanted us to live, to fight all the time, even if the future without prospect will make us Incomparable painful and Incomparable awake.”

“Me too. So Edwin, if there is still a chance, say thank you to the Young Male Master. A male insectoid’s care is already rare, but he has paid so much for you.”

Sison looked at Edwin’s slightly trembling back and patted it gently. In his heart, he actually didn’t know whether Edwin could still get the Young Male Master’s special care, and didn’t know how long the Young Male Master’s extraordinarily amazing impulse could last, and how long it could keep Edwin safe.

But he still had the most kind wishes for Edwin.

“I’m sorry… Sison. I…” Edwin was at a loss for words. Actually, deep down, he understood where his problem lay. Sitting in the position of General, replacing Marshal Ax as the commander of the front line, for him, was suppressing all his losses and all his pain in his heart. Only in this way could he deceive the Church’s surveillance and complete his term in that position, protecting more military female insectoids, until his body couldn’t support it and he was casually stuffed by the Church to a male insectoid, becoming a tool for breeding insectoid eggs.

But in his opinion, after retiring from the position of General, his life and responsibilities had ended. His faith in the Mother God had been crumbling since he lost Marshal Ax, and he had no expectations of the Church and male insectoids.

No female insectoid would have any goodwill towards their executioner, and Edwin wasn’t smart enough to do self-brainwashing and deception.

Until he met the Young Male Master.

Most of the time, interacting with the Young Male Master made Edwin feel like his feet were stuck in soft clouds,Illusion and unreal. He couldn’t understand most of the Young Male Master’s actions, but he couldn’t refuse the Young Male Master’s soft body like a sugary year cake, softly liein his chest.

He urgently wanted to protect the Young Male Master, but that only made him seem more useless and clumsy. He didn’t even understand why the Young Male Master could tolerate him, after he had messed up everything again and again.

He didn’t understand what the “love” that the Young Male Master repeatedly mentioned meant.

He curled up, letting the healing spectrum of the medical treatment facility slowly heal his body, but didn’t feel sleepy at all, his heart filled completely with the Young Male Master.

At this point, after listening to Sison’s words, a trace of regret arose in his heart.

He wasn’t regretting for burning Marshal Ax’s wings, or hating the Church, or becoming a God-blame. He regretted for so Purchase his own life, disregarding the Young Male Master’s urgent wish for him to live.

He shouldn’t have treated the Young Male Master like that. He should have thought that the Young Male Master needed him to be alive. He wanted him to live, but he couldn’t even do that.

A tear slipped from the corner of Edwin’s eye. Sison sighed lightly, and the room returned to silence.

*

In the darkness, several sneaky tendrils moved from the void, like chubby black snakes, carefully approaching the faintly glowing medical treatment facility.

The black-haired female insectoid in the medical treatment facility was curled up on his side, his ink hair scattered dryly in the blanket, and a few strands of hair stuck to the small half of his pale face that was exposed, entangled with his eyelashes, making him appear particularly weak, like a white porcelain with cracks.

The tendrils hesitated for a long time by the side, but finally couldn’t help but gently pick open Edwin’s hair with its round tip, gathering it behind Edwin’s ear. The tendrils did it quite clumsily, after all, it was slippery, and it couldn’t help but rub against the black-haired female insectoid’s face. It was slapped a few times by a chubby hand in the darkness before it successfully gathered the hair open, revealing the female insectoid’s calm sleeping face.

The tendrils completed a great mission and immediately twisted triumphantly in the darkness, like an ugly chubby water plant. Serra gritted his teeth, his chubby hand clenched into a small fist with fleshy dimples, and hammered his disobedient tendrils to prevent them from waking Edwin.

The short-handed and short-legged four-Head Chong cub struggled with the black tendrils entangled with him in the darkness, but didn’t notice that the female insectoid on the bed had silently opened his eyes, his eyes only showing a piece of clarity.

A slender white hand suddenly gently held the tendrils that were being hammered by the small chubby hand.

The tendrils, which had just been twisting around, dodging left and right, obediently stuck to Edwin’s icy palm, and took further measures to wrap around the female insectoid’s wrist circle after circle, its chubby end exploring into the female insectoid’s sleeve, as obedient as a tamed snake. On the other end of the tendrils, the chubby four-Head Chong cub suddenly stiffened, his chubby little body shrinking in the darkness, not making a sound, and even turning his back.

He probably disturbed Edwin again, Serra thought dejectedly. Although he had asked Sison to take care of Edwin, how could he be at ease? It was one thing to have robots send many nutritional meals and energy fluids, but at night he couldn’t help but sneak over to see Edwin.

Even though he knew that Edwin didn’t like him and didn’t need him.

Why had he been so stupid before? Thinking that Edwin would become dependent on him because of his little “small favors,” and because of a little warmth, he would choose to continue living in this extremely bad world.

He had messed everything up.

And now, he only wanted Edwin to guarantee that Edwin would live healthily, and didn’t ask for anything else. Even if he couldn’t help but approach Edwin, he wanted to bury his face in Edwin’s chest and snuggle in as soon as he closed his eyes.

Pretending to be a Chong cub Saoto and fro, he didn’t know who was coaxing who in the end.

Serra drooped his little head, and the four-Head dwarf Chong cub revealed a blurry outline in the darkness, his pitiful and lonely appearance made Edwin’s heart ache. Edwin inexplicably remembered the first time he saw the Young Male Master, the other party lying pale in the medical treatment facility and not knowing personnel. At that time, Edwin didn’t have love in his heart for him, only guard.

Only at this time did Edwin know how cruel what he had done was. He had failed a Chong cub who longed for a Male parent, and even after he had done everything for him, he was unwilling to give the Chong cub a “hug.”

“Young Male Master!”

Edwin’s Lost sound throat suddenly regained its voice under strong maternal instincts. He rushed out of the medical treatment facility, holding the obedient male insectoid tendrils in his hand, and staggered toward the little Chong cub who was facing away from him, hugging him into his arms.

The Chong cub’s curls rubbed against his chest