Chapter 105: His Lordship Is Attached to His Bed: Mass Psychic Soothing Even Hatchlings Can Learn

The forum the military females had previously created for Annor was dug up.

An enormous number of female Zergs flooded into it.

The handwritten letters displayed throughout the forum twisted them with jealousy.

Some Zergs had known about the forum before.

At the time, they had simply thought those military females had gone insane, writing overly literary, bittersweet passages there.

Now that they had witnessed His Lordship's abilities and beauty with their own eyes...

They were the ones warped by envy.

His Lordship's handwritten letters!

Every single one of those military females had one!

Every!

Single!

One!

Although most of the letters were rejections...

They had all been handwritten personally by His Lordship!

And every rejection was different!

Which meant that His Lordship had seriously read every single letter sent by every military female...

Then personally tailored an individual rejection just for them!

Some of them even contained words of encouragement unlike any ordinary rejection!

[AAAAAAAH—— You people! You've been secretly living this well behind our backs!]

[Such a wonderful Male Zerg Lordship! My heavens! Handwritten letters! His Lordship even wrote your names!!]

The female Zergs who had originally wanted to steal the letters suffered another emotional breakdown after seeing the names written on them.

They couldn't even pretend the letters belonged to themselves.

The military females who had founded the forum were somewhat hostile toward these newcomers.

But the newcomers had brought an enormous collection of high-definition photos and videos of His Lordship.

Most of the military females who had received His Lordship's Psychic Soothing had attended the Legion Festival in person.

Out of respect for His Lordship, none of them had dared take photographs on-site.

Ironically, they themselves didn't possess any pictures of Him.

They had been planning to save screenshots after the livestream recordings were released.

Now that so many breathtaking high-definition images had appeared in advance, the military females generously welcomed all the newcomers.

[Hand over every picture! Uploading photos is now mandatory to join this forum. That's the rule. We made it today.]

[Submitting private collection. (Images ×9)]

[Saved with one click. Lordship... lick lick lick... Being able to see His Lordship in person is such happiness...]

[Huh? Why are there so many pictures with the Marshal standing beside His Lordship?]

[Well, it was the Legion Festival. Since the Marshal was there, of course the cameras kept filming him.]

[The Marshal looks unbelievably handsome in his military dress uniform. Standing beside His Lordship, it's a double critical hit to the eyes... It's just awkward once you remember their relationship...]

[That's why I cropped them apart before saving the pictures. Every single photo has to be split into two. The Marshal goes into my idol album, and the Male Lordship goes into my top-secret private collection.]

[That's actually a pretty reasonable distribution.]

[I don't know why, but seeing the Marshal and His Lordship standing so distinctly separated somehow feels... disappointing. It was the same on the main stage. Two seats. So close... yet so far apart...]

[There's nothing anyone can do about it... After everything that happened, everyone knows there's no possibility anymore. Another female Zerg might humbly go crawling back, but the Marshal absolutely wouldn't.]

[Has His Lordship ever regretted it?]

[It doesn't matter anymore.]

[Look on the bright side. The Marshal already has his own Male Zerg now, someone to perform Psychic Soothing for him. His condition is excellent. Maybe one day we'll hear the good news that the Marshal has gotten married.]

[I hope the Marshal can finally find his own happiness this time.]

This forum had originally been created by military females for "Annor."

However, the Marshal enjoyed overwhelming prestige among military females.

Almost all military females were his devoted admirers.

Because of that, this became one of the few places where mentioning the "ex-husband" wasn't met with hostility.

While the military females had fallen in love with His Lordship after being saved by him...

They also sincerely hoped the Marshal would find happiness of his own.

At the same time, discussions about "Mass Psychic Soothing" surged onto StarNet's trending topics, appearing so frequently they nearly flooded the platform.

After reading the former Chief Executive Lord's post, the female Zergs reached two conclusions.

His Lordship was incredibly powerful.

As powerful as the Male Zergs from millions of years ago who commanded entire armies.

And...

His Lordship had very likely suffered unimaginably inhumane treatment inside the Military Region Prison.

In an instant, every female Zerg's instinct to protect and rescue Male Zergs was ignited.

[Protect His Lordship!]

[The Military Region Prison must not abuse His Lordship! Even prisoners have the most basic Zerg rights!]

[Major General Uriel, I always thought your handsome face made people feel reassured. I never imagined you were this cruel behind everyone's back!]

[So you've betrayed the Zerg race too! You've betrayed your duty to protect Male Zerg Lordships!]

[Uriel used to be the Marshal's adjutant. Everything fits together now. He wanted to avenge his commanding officer.]

[No matter what happened, they can't abuse His Lordship! He's already serving his sentence in prison. He's received the punishment he deserved. He shouldn't continue suffering such cruel treatment!]

...

Military Headquarters.

On his way here, Ulysses had already read through the heated discussions spreading across StarNet.

The online controversy wouldn't be difficult to resolve.

Cassian could handle that.

Uriel would assist him.

The greater headache was the Zergs sitting before him.

Seated at the head of the conference table, Ulysses looked across the assembled military district Generals.

Before his arrival, they had already argued through an entire round.

To be more precise...

Every other General had been ganging up on the First Military District's General while simultaneously suppressing their other rivals.

Now they were simply waiting for his decision.

Meeting everyone's gaze, Ulysses spoke bluntly.

"Transfer is impossible. His Lordship is attached to his bed. We should reduce every unnecessary change as much as possible."

The Generals: "..."

Using a reason like that to reject them...

Wasn't that a little too perfunctory?

"Being attached to his bed is easy to solve! Just move the bed together with him! If His Lordship wants it, we can relocate the prison room—or even the entire prison!"

The General of the Ninth Military District was the first to speak, proudly presenting what he thought was a brilliant idea.

All the Generals looked toward the Marshal.

It was admittedly a stupid suggestion.

They had intentionally let that fool take the first shot so the Marshal's fire would land on him instead.

If the Marshal actually agreed...

Then the rest of them would immediately volunteer to relocate the prison too.

Ulysses cast the Ninth District General a cold glance.

"And will you relocate the mentally unstable military female prisoners imprisoned inside the Military Region Prison as well?"

The Generals still didn't know that An Ruo had already performed Psychic Soothing on the prison's female inmates.

Transporting a group of high-ranking female Zergs suffering Psychic Riot...

Wasn't much different from transporting a convoy of unstable bombs.

The only difference...

Was that high-ranking female Zergs possessed destructive power far beyond ordinary explosives.

The moment those words were spoken...

Several Generals hesitated.

Even those who had been preparing to boldly volunteer immediately recalled the female prisoners locked underground.

None of them dared continue speaking.

An S-rank female Zerg unleashing her full strength rivaled a planet-destroying cannon.

If anything went wrong during transport...

An entire Legion...

Or even an entire planet...

Could be wiped out.

Sweeping his gaze over the suddenly silent room, Ulysses continued,

"Or perhaps you believe relocating the entire prison to another planet—creating that enormous commotion—wouldn't disturb His Lordship living inside?"

The god resided within the prison.

Even Ulysses himself never dared disturb Him carelessly, doing everything possible to preserve the existing environment.

How could these Zergs even consider uprooting both the god...

And His nest...

At the same time?

Seeing that approach fail, the Generals immediately changed tactics and began playing the victim.

"Marshal, you know our border military districts. We're constantly responsible for expeditions and wartime preparation. We have far too many military females in desperate need of Psychic Soothing. Cases of Psychic Riot increase every year. We truly have no other choice."

Even Cyril spoke up.

"Our Third Military District just accompanied you on the latest [N O V E L I G H T] campaign, Marshal. Our soldiers desperately need Psychic Soothing as well."

Although the Seventh Legion had only been responsible for cleaning up the battlefield...

They also insisted on joining the competition.

Every General shared exactly the same thought.

They lacked Psychic Soothers.

Everywhere lacked Psychic Soothers.

No matter the era...

Psychic Soothers were always an extremely scarce resource.

During wartime...

Their strategic importance rivaled military assets.

Someone as extraordinary as His Lordship...

Was worth every military district throwing its full strength into competing for him.

A similar struggle had already taken place during the first month after His Lordship entered prison.

Back then...

His Lordship had only just begun displaying his extraordinary talent in Psychic Soothing.

His daily workload was already several times greater than that of ordinary Male Zergs.

Every session ended with a perfect score of 100.

Even that alone had been enough to attract the attention of every military district General.

At the time...

They had merely been jealous.

Things hadn't escalated to the point of openly tearing each other apart.

The Marshal had released a few additional treatment slots for each military district.

At the same time, he guarded the Male Zerg so tightly that the Military Region Prison became completely impenetrable.

Finding no opportunity...

The Generals had each backed down.

They considered the matter settled.

Now...

Having personally witnessed His Lordship soothing several thousand female Zergs in a single day...

Remembering that earlier incident only made them want to slap their past selves to death.

What did they mean by "each side taking a step back"?

That single step backward...

Had cost them how much?

They had thrown away the greatest opportunity imaginable!

Watching the Generals continue pleading, competing for sympathy, and arguing endlessly, Ulysses rubbed his temple before speaking sharply,

"Enough! His Lordship will not be moved. However, military rotations every two months will be permitted. Each of you will take turns bringing your own troops to the First Military District. The detailed arrangements will be drafted afterward."

The room immediately quieted.

It truly was a solution everyone could accept.

Fair.

Impartial.

Treating every military district equally.

Still...

The Generals exchanged surprised glances.

The Marshal would rather mobilize and rotate the entire military...

Than allow the Male Zerg to move his nest even once.

Was he really afraid of disturbing the Male Zerg...

Or could he only feel at ease if the Male Zerg remained directly under his watch?

General Cyril thought about the pink-haired Male Zerg waiting at home.

Suddenly...

The arrangement made perfect sense.

There was no way he would ever allow his own Male Lord to leave his protection.

Even prison...

Would have to be a prison under his own authority.

That way he could visit whenever he wanted to sleep together.

But...

He absolutely couldn't accept his Male Lord sleeping with so many female Zergs every day the way the prison's Male Zerg did.

...

Although...

He had heard His Lordship always performed Psychic Soothing inside the treatment room.

Never inside his prison room.

The moment that thought crossed his mind...

Cyril's expression toward the Marshal became rather strange.

Something wasn't adding up.

Why was the Marshal controlling his ex-husband even more strictly than he controlled his own Male Lord?

Had he already locked up His Lordship's lower body?

The horrifying thought made Cyril's eyes widen in shock.

Something like that simply couldn't happen in Zerg society.

No one had ever imprisoned a Male Zerg in that way.

But...

If it were the Marshal...

For some reason...

It almost seemed believable.

Even someone like Cyril, whose relationship with his Male Lord was exceptionally affectionate, found himself deeply shaken by his own speculation.

The other Generals understood it even less.

They secretly suspected that after everything he had experienced...

The Marshal had become twisted.

He was keeping the Male Zerg locked inside prison while secretly taking revenge through abuse.

Just look at what His Lordship had become under that crushing pressure.

He had actually awakened the ability of Mass Psychic Soothing!

Of course...

Such completely unsupported speculation couldn't be treated as fact.

Nor could anyone walk up and directly ask the Marshal whether he had privately tortured his ex-husband.

They could only follow the Marshal's arrangements and continue discussing the troop rotation schedule.

Even the order of the rotations...

And the number of military females each district could send...

Were matters worth fighting over.

Just then...

Every General's terminal lit up simultaneously.

An urgent notification had arrived.

Ulysses had received Uriel's report even earlier and was already reading it with a slight frown.

A newly published anonymous tutorial post had appeared on StarNet.

Given the current frenzy, it shot straight onto the trending list the moment it was posted.

Mass Psychic Soothing Even Hatchlings Can Learn

The netizens: "???"

The assembled Generals: "...?"