Chapter 324: Male Zerg Celebrity × Arms Dealer (11): 'From now on, you’re my Female Lord!'

[“I can only give a Female Zerg permission to enter the farm by establishing a marital relationship such as Female Lord, Female Attendant, or Female Slave.”

Shamir explained the situation to Ravens apologetically.

“Then, would you be willing to marry me?” Ravens asked, his gaze sincere.

A whole row of comments saying [He’s not even pretending anymore] swept past.

“Huh?”

Shamir froze in astonishment, utterly at a loss, countless thoughts racing through his mind.

He hadn’t expected Mr. Ravens to ask him something like that, so directly and so calmly, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. If anything, Shamir’s shock made it look like he was making a fuss over nothing.

Right.

It was only establishing a marriage inside a game. It wasn’t anything serious. It was merely a way to complete the game mission.

He knew some players would even enter fake marriages with close friends, buddies, or complete strangers just to complete missions and claim rewards.

After all, marriage inside the game wouldn’t affect reality.

Shamir bit his lip lightly. Driven by some strange, inexplicable feeling, he agreed.

“Okay.”

The moment those words left his mouth, Ravens received a notification.

『Congratulations. You have become Male Zerg Shamir’s Female Slave.』

When he saw the identity, Ravens was slightly stunned.

It was a status that had long since been abolished by the Federation and was not recognized by any official law.

Yet in this era, a Male Zerg could make another Zerg his Female Slave with a single sentence.

Sometimes even a glance or gesture was enough.

Shamir had clearly received a similar notification. He was so startled that he nearly jumped out of his seat in the aircraft and hurriedly said to the system panel that had popped up,

“No! Not Female Slave, Female Lord!”

System notification: 『We are very sorry. This Female Zerg’s status is insufficient. Marrying him as your Female Lord will negatively affect your reputation. You may first promote him to “Female Attendant.”』

In this era, Male Zergs had extremely high requirements for their Female Lords.

They either had to come from noble backgrounds or possess power and influence of their own, enough to bring substantial support to the Male Zerg.

Ravens’s identity was merely that of an ordinary mercenary.

He met none of those requirements.

If a Male Zerg married a Female Zerg like this as his Female Lord, even the Male Zerg’s own reputation would decrease.

And a Female Zerg who became a Female Lord would also face numerous challenges. Countless Female Zergs would come to duel him, continuing until they either killed him or drove him down from the position of Female Lord.

That was also why a Male Zerg’s Female Lord needed great strength or influence.

Shamir didn’t know about the challenges, but he didn’t care about reputation.

Reputation was nothing more than a value inside a game.

He didn’t even know exactly what the stat did, but no matter what its function was, it couldn’t compare with Mr. Ravens’s feelings.

There was no reason to make a friend suffer just because they were playing a game.

Besides, Mr. Ravens was his biggest financial backer.

Ravens saw him fiddling with the screen, brows furrowed and expression serious, and realized he was troubled.

So he took the initiative and said,

“There’s no need. This status is fine too.”

Although “Female Slave” did make him feel rather uncomfortable...

Even back when Female Slaves had not yet been abolished, the status had been extremely lowly, not much different from a household domestic robot.

A Male Zerg could have many Female Slaves, play with them however he liked, sleep with them whenever he wanted, torment them as he pleased, and bear no responsibility toward them whatsoever.

Female Lords and Female Attendants both counted as formal marital relationships.

Female Slaves were closer to actual slaves and could even be casually bought, sold, or transferred.

It was absolutely impossible for the real Ravens to become someone’s Female Slave.

The very idea was unimaginable.

He had his own pride and would never allow his dignity as a Zerg to be trampled on at another’s whim.

But this was only a game.

As long as he could stay by Shamir’s side, then so be it.

Female Slave it was.

On a farm, the tasks of a Female Slave would probably be harvesting crops and feeding livestock.

Ravens imagined himself feeding milk-producing livestock while Shamir pushed him against a waist-high wall.

His face grew slightly warm, and he coughed awkwardly.

A Male Lord could use a Female Slave whenever and wherever he pleased.

If they had truly been living in that era, perhaps that really would have been the sort of scene they encountered.

But Shamir was livestreaming, so he definitely wouldn’t do anything like that.

Ravens himself couldn’t tell whether he felt relieved or disappointed.

Thinking about it that way, being a Female Slave on the farm suddenly didn’t seem quite so unacceptable.

Of course, he still had ambition.

It would be even better if Shamir could promote him to Female Attendant.

Afterward, Ravens would also work hard on his own, carve out a place for himself, and strive to rise to the position of Female Lord as soon as possible.

For some inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt the drive of someone trapped in a “Male Zerg harem progression story.”

But Ravens’s motivation had barely begun to rise when Shamir suddenly turned around.

As though completing some solemn ritual, Shamir placed a hand on his shoulder and said seriously,

“Female Lord. From now on, you’re my Female Lord.”

At the same time, Ravens heard the notification informing him that Shamir had promoted him to Female Lord.

A Male Zerg could decide someone was a Female Slave with a single sentence.

Female Lord required formal registration, but that was a matter for later.

The moment Shamir acknowledged him as his Female Lord, Ravens temporarily gained the status of Female Lord.

Ravens stared at Shamir in astonishment.

His lips moved, but it took him quite a while before he finally said stiffly,

“Doing this will lower your reputation. It may affect your game experience later.”

Shamir didn’t care at all.

“From now on, you’re my Female Lord!”

Only after saying it did Shamir belatedly feel his face heat up.

Their gazes met in midair, then quickly shifted away again.

Both of them looked distinctly uncomfortable.

Shamir returned to his own seat and rubbed his burning cheeks, then added as though trying to make up for it,

“It’s just the game.”

“Mm. I understand,” Ravens replied.

But the pounding of his heart beneath his chest refused to calm down for a long time.

The audience in the livestream had already exploded.

Just moments ago, they had been laughing at Ravens for somehow ending up as a “Female Slave,” a status the Federation hadn’t had for centuries, which was humiliating enough to reach legendary proportions.

And the next second, Ravens had become “Female Lord.”

The readers who had only come to compare the livestream with the novel were fine. They could even enjoy a mouthful of sweetness along the way.

Shamir’s hardcore solo fans, however, suffered a devastating blow.

While desperately comforting themselves with, [It’s fine, it’s fine, this is only a relationship inside the game], they furiously flooded the comments with [I DO NOT APPROVE OF THIS MARRIAGE].

[Baby, don’t marry him as your Female Lord! Female Slave was enough. If that really won’t work, Female Attendant would’ve been fine too. He bullied you for so long. Make him work for ten years to pay you back first!]

[Female Zergs are all liars. Baby, don’t believe him (crying loudly).]

[Poor Shair, tricked by that despicable Ravens.]

[Waaah, our Shair is always getting bullied.]

Shamir discovered that he could no longer understand the comments.

He explained to the audience,

“Ravens is coming to my farm to work for me. I’m not being bullied.”

It was clearly Mr. Ravens who was going to work for him.

Why did the comments make it sound as though Shamir were the one losing out?

[He even tricked you out of the position of Female Lord! He has bad intentions!]

Shamir secretly glanced at Ravens sitting beside him and felt inexplicably guilty.

The position of Female Lord...

Well, he couldn’t just randomly make someone a Female Slave, could he?

Besides, Mr. Ravens might not even care about the status of Female Lord.

Like he had just said, this was only a game, wasn’t it?

In reality, Mr. Ravens would never have any kind of marital relationship with him.

Shamir was only his contractual lover.

They couldn’t even really be called lovers.

Their relationship was arguably even worse than two Zergs who met at a nightclub, liked what they saw, and slept together once.

Ravens noticed Shamir looking at him.

After thinking for a moment, he tentatively called,

“Male Lord?”

Shamir nearly sprang out of his seat again.

He waved his hands in panic, the tips of his ears turning red.

Mr. Ravens was really...

far too immersed in the role.

The game required them to behave according to their identities, so of course Mr. Ravens was only calling him that because the game demanded it. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Fortunately, acting was what Shamir was best at.

He quickly adjusted his state.

Even the blush on his face settled into precisely the right degree.

He smiled at Ravens and replied,

“Female Lord.”

As he spoke, he glanced outside the window and extended a hand toward Ravens in a friendly manner.

“We’ve reached the farm. Let’s get out of the aircraft.”

Once Ravens’s identity as “Female Lord” was confirmed, there were no longer any obstacles.

The aircraft carried them directly into the farm and now stopped in front of a house.

Ravens glanced at the spot in front of Shamir where the livestream screen presumably hovered.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he followed his heart.

He took Shamir’s outstretched hand and stepped out of the aircraft together with him.

[Fake fake fake, it’s all fake. Shamir is acting. Our Shair is the greatest actor. He can smoothly enter performance mode even in everyday life.]

The fans desperately tried to explain the situation to confused viewers.

[Exactly exactly. Shamir is amazing at acting. Highly recommend <School Heartthrob>, <Beneath the Curtain>, <The King’s Male Zerg>, <Space War>, <Military Doctor 3>...]

[The <Virtual Zerg Romance> studio really went all out. They actually managed to invite superstar Shamir into the game just to perform an entire drama. I’m crying (teary-eyed).]

Whether it was true or not, the fans repeated it so confidently that even they started believing it.

The farm owner’s residence was a small three-story house.

It wasn’t made from the interstellar materials common in the present era, but from old-fashioned brick and stone, giving it a distinctly historical atmosphere.

Beside it stood an even more ancient-looking warehouse built entirely from wood.

Ravens first went into the warehouse and found a set of work clothes to change into.

The farm had only just received its new owner, and there was plenty of work to do.

The mature crops needed harvesting.

The empty fields needed sowing.

And the animals on the farm needed feeding.

Ravens had never done this kind of work before, but the thought that he and Shamir were managing their home together filled him with motivation.

He mentally arranged the tasks by priority.

Living creatures obviously came before crops.

So he told Shamir what he planned to do and went first to feed the livestock kept on the farm.

Shamir was also curious about what kinds of animals the farm had.

Deep down, he didn’t really want to separate from Ravens either, so he followed him.

The farm raised several cloud beasts for their fur, as well as some milk-can beasts for milk.

They were all herbivores.

Ravens took the stored fodder from the warehouse and fed it to them.

Shamir watched curiously from the side and occasionally grabbed handfuls of dry grass to feed them himself.

The two of them had already raised many pets together.

Although the animals they were caring for now were different, neither of them was unfamiliar with this kind of interaction.

The natural closeness between them made the livestream fans cry while shouting, [Shamir’s acting is so good.]

One of the milk-can beasts had a heavy body, poor appetite, and an irritable temper.

From time to time, it rammed its head against the fence and let out agitated cries.

Shamir could sense its terrible mood and became worried.

He asked Ravens,

“Is it sick?”

Ravens examined it carefully.

His gaze settled on the milk-can beast’s heavy body, and he guessed the reason.

With a slight hesitation, he said,

“Its milk sacs are full. They need to be emptied in time.”

The farm didn’t have any milking machines.

There were only several buckets and gloves.

It looked like it had to be done by hand.

Only the two of them were here.

Naturally, he couldn’t make the Male Zerg worry about this kind of thing.

Ravens, who had never done anything like this in his life, had no choice but to do it himself.

He told Shamir to stand farther away, picked up a bucket, and stepped into the enclosure.

The milk-can beast, heavy with milk, was irritable and difficult to approach.

But the pressure emitted by a high-ranking Female Zerg was more than enough to make it behave.

Ravens put the bucket down and crouched beside the milk-can beast.

Calmly, he reached out his hand.

Milk flowed into the bucket.

At first, he failed to control the force properly, and some splashed onto his work clothes.

Suddenly, he remembered the images he had imagined back in the aircraft.

Things like being a Female Slave feeding livestock while being casually taken by his Male Lord...

At the time, his face had burned hot, and he had even thought it didn’t sound entirely unacceptable.

Now that he was actually in a similar situation, however, the shame was nearly unbearable.

It felt as though his secret thoughts had been dragged out into broad daylight.

And to make matters worse, his current appearance was almost embarrassingly disheveled.

His entire body stiffened.

He kept his face turned toward the task in front of him and didn’t dare meet the curious gaze the Male Zerg was directing at him from outside the fence.

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