The Male Zerg Cub Doesn’t Want to Be the Cannon Fodder Top - Chapter 15

In the hunting ground manor, the robots and guards protecting the male’s safety swarmed forward, but they froze in their tracks, terrified by the two mental tentacles the cub had released. Every mechanical product in the Empire followed a supreme rule of conduct: they must never harm a male.

After the cub knocked on the door for ten seconds, cursing could be heard faintly from within. A female insect opened the door, it was Lim, the female consort who had accompanied Adam during his last provocation.

His upper body was draped in a blanket, leaving half of his chest exposed. Upon it were red marks left by a male’s tail hook. They were not very deep and did not bleed, yet they were strikingly conspicuous. The previously aggressive male cub suddenly covered his eyes, stammering from beneath his cloak.

“Sister, sister in law, sorry to disturb you. I just came to ask a few things. I am sorry, I am sorry.”

The cub covered his eyes and tried to duck into the room, nearly slamming his head into the doorframe. Lim let out a faint curl of his lips and patted the top of the cub’s head, guiding him in the right direction.

Inside the room, Adam, who had hurriedly thrown on some clothes with a lingering flush on his face, opened his eyes in irritation. He pointed at the cub and then at his own female consort, his fingertips trembling.

“You, you, you!!! How bold of you! Why did you let him in? And you, get out! You mongrel, did you not leave the Count’s House? Why are you back?”

Adam shrieked and hollered. Maurice wordlessly lowered his hands and watched his intellectually challenged male brother hang onto his female consort like a koala. Trash talk poured out of Adam’s mouth as if it cost nothing, yet he did not dare show his face from behind the tall female’s back.

“You stole so many things from the Count’s House last time, and I have not even reported it to the Male Protection Association yet! Just wait until the whole planet is hunting you, you piece of trash! Mongrel! Gray skinned rat!”

“I came to ask you something.”

Maurice expressionlessly interrupted Adam’s hollow trash talk. His time with Adam was quite limited, but to him, Adam was the best breakthrough for the Count’s House. It was not because Adam had a high birth or great ability, but simply because his intelligence was touching. While most males were pampered and indulged by this society until they became wicked, cruel, and self centered, Adam appeared harmless due to his intellectual shortcomings.

“I want to know the Count’s plans regarding Eliotte’s Path of Shame. The more detailed, the better.”

Time was of the essence, so Maurice asked directly. Seeing that Maurice had no intention of attacking, Adam finally poked his head out from behind his female consort, looking inexplicably smug.

“Ha? A little mongrel like you wants to touch the politics of the Count’s House? Do you even understand? Only a true heir, a male among males, can earn the Father’s trust. Your bloodline is impure, so what if your mental tentacles are strong? Bah! You still will not get the inheritance of the Count’s House!”

“Besides, why are you asking about this? Do not tell me you are actually interested in the criminal female walking the Path of Shame? Look at you, your hair has not even grown in yet, but you sure think big. I will not tell you that His Majesty the Insect Emperor on the Imperial Star explicitly stated that he wants to teach that criminal Eliotte a lesson. If the Emperor is satisfied, he will grant the criminal to a male as a female slave. A female slave, do you know what that is? A royal female becoming a female slave, that would be a first!”

“Father said that the Insect Emperor just ascended and failed to suppress the rebellion, making it the perfect time for our Schmidt House to serve the royal family. Eliotte will definitely become a female slave of our House. Through him, the Count’s House can not only connect with the First Army and the royal family but might also return to the Imperial Star and restore the glory of our ancestors!”

“Father just sent a classified message that cannot be leaked. That criminal was just caught and taken back to the detention center. Although he is still rebellious and hard to tame, we cannot allow any further complications! The Path of Shame will take place in two days. At that time, not only will the males of the main city be watching the ceremony, but the lowly females and sub females must also see with their own eyes the fate of the lowly female who brought shame to the Empire!”

Adam had always loved showing off his status as the heir and his noble position in front of the original owner, because the original Maurice was Adam’s only potential competitor and was silent and harmless. However, a silent listener is never as attractive as an active one. Adam grew more excited as he spoke, fully stepping out from behind his female consort as if he had forgotten the deadly threat the cub posed.

His female consort, Lim, gave him a faint glance but did not remind Adam that he was saying everything he should and should not say. Maurice winked gratefully at Lim, guessing that his sister in law was likely an insect with a plan of his own. While Adam’s words were very disrespectful toward his female consort, a closer look revealed he was actually following Lim’s lead, whether it was giving the space ring to the cub or letting him into the bedroom.

“After the Path of Shame, Father has prepared an execution ground. He is determined to make this arrogant royal criminal kneel in public and confess his sins! Then he must express submission to our Schmidt family. If he does not, hmph, hmph”

“If he does not, what will happen?”

The space around the cub suddenly roared. The manor’s energy shield flashed with a red warning light, but it was quickly snuffed out into a dead silence. Adam’s gesturing body suddenly froze. As a male, he was better able to sense the terror of that power than the females, sub females, or machines. It was a chaotic abyss staring back at him.

“Why, why should I tell you?”

Adam’s voice was hollow with fear. His two thin, white arms, which lacked exercise, wrapped around the tall and strong female consort beside him. His look of hollow bluster was ridiculous and comical, but the cub had no time to play with him. Anger seethed in Maurice’s chest. He wanted to tear those males apart, to tear apart the nobles who inflicted suffering and humiliation upon Eliotte. The filthy things those insects planned to do to Eliotte, he would return to them in kind.

“Tell me, brother. I will not hit you.”

The cub’s voice was hoarse, and blood seeped thickly from his throat. Lim gently pried away Adam’s tightly wound arms, took some juice used for mixing drinks from the small bar at the suite’s entrance, poured it into a crystal clear glass, and handed it to Maurice.

Adam was dissatisfied to the extreme, his eyes nearly popping out. Once the cub took the juice, Adam clung to his female consort like a koala again. Lim whispered to Adam.

“Lord Husband, tell Lord Maurice. Who else is as knowledgeable as you? Although the Count’s planning is vital, Lord Maurice is just a cub who wants Father’s attention. He will never obtain the inheritance of the Count’s House like you, who have pure blood.”

The handsome brown haired female read the praise in a melodious voice, a calm light shining in his eyes. This was enough to handle the intellectually challenged Adam. Adam habitually scolded his female consort for a few sentences, saying things like what do lowly females know and I am not afraid of the mongrel, before opening up again.

“Do you think there is no way to deal with powerful military females? The Empire has stood for thousands of years. No matter how powerful a military female is, once a mental tentacle is swung at them, their mental sea will still collapse! Eliotte is an S grade female, but even if he were 2S grade, he is on the verge of an outbreak of male pheromone deficiency! Father’s mental tentacles will make him beg to be marked like a dog! If he refuses to submit to the Schmidt family, then he can wait for all the males in the main city to lash him and the criminals of the First Army! The lashing of mental tentacles is not just physical pain, the soul itself will be burned away by divine power!”

Adam’s fairly handsome face twisted with these vicious words. He looked down at the cub, meeting Maurice’s grim, ghost like green eyes.

“You people are going to publicly rape him?”

“I would not even look at that criminal! So what if he looks good, he is clearly the type who cannot stay settled. Father, however, does not mind that criminal. Perhaps he will bestow a mark upon him”

Adam had not yet sensed the approaching danger, but Lim, beside him, watched as a dozen gray mental tentacles as thick as tree trunks tore through space and crawled into the bedroom, their sharp poisonous stings all pointed at Adam.

“Lord Maurice!”

Lim suddenly spoke, interrupting the crimson gathering in the cub’s eyes. “I am very sorry.”

The female did not say why he was sorry, but Adam finally shut his mouth. He saw the mental tentacles that could beat him into meat paste out of the corner of his eye and was so scared he went cross eyed, screaming shrilly.

“You dare kill me?! I am the heir of Count Schmidt! I am a pure blooded male, a child of the Empire’s gods! You sin, you are bold and reckless, you will die a horrible death!”

“Even if you kill me, I will not tell you Father’s plans! Do not you dream of getting Schmidt’s secrets or the position of heir. Father will not forgive you”

The cub’s head throbbed. The strange murderous intent that had suddenly risen just now vanished completely. As a usually cheerful and proactive college student, Maurice did not understand what was happening to him. He took a few deep breaths, and the mental tentacles disappeared like a hallucination.

“Sister in law, there is nothing else. I am leaving now. On the day of the Path of Shame, do not stand too close to Count Schmidt. And”

Maurice tuned out Adam’s shrieking and said as calmly as possible.

“Have your fun and games, but do not give a fool any insect eggs. With his intelligence, not passing it on is a form of kindness.”

With that, the cub left the hunting ground manor without looking back.

Two days later, the quiet border planet saw the largest official gathering in a century. Countless noble males, who usually lived in seclusion, gathered at the central avenue of the main city, sitting high on platforms. Uncounted commoner females and sub females gathered on both sides of the street under the management of robots.

Above the main city, several small warships of the First Army, used for transporting war criminals, hovered. The former high-ranking officers of the First Army, now criminals about to walk the Path of Shame, were imprisoned in a cabin. Iron chains restricting their power hung from their wrists, and heavy locks hung from their necks, enough to almost bend the spines of the military females. Yet those criminals stood motionless as if unaware, standing tall. Their eyes of various colors looked straight ahead, filled with a mechanical emptiness.

Except for the golden eyed military female standing in the middle.

Eliotte was trembling. It was not that he wanted to lose his composure and invite more disdain, but he could not control it. There was no warmth in his body. The wounds left from three days ago, when he fought to draw away the fire of the search party, were still aching. Three days in the interrogation room had left his mental sea in a precarious state.

The cabin touched the ground. Eliotte knew the time had come. He closed his eyes, his fingers curling slightly, imagining he was touching the cub’s soft, small gray face. He did not know if he could make it through today. He only hoped the cub had already left with the rebels and would never see him in such a wretched state.

Support