The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

Evan has to show strength.

The PA must disappear, and the rest will multiply, and it will become a disaster one day if it is just suppressed and left alone.

What if the next crown prince does not have such a strong mental power.

What if PAs evolved ways to stifle reproduction.

If there are external disputes and peace is absent, what should be done to maintain the underground palace.

Hegovis was like a reef beaten by waves, his mind was rumbling, his lips were stretched thin and tight, and he raised his volume.

"You know, you are responsible for every decision you make."

Evan said: "Of course I will be responsible for my decision, and every Zerg should be responsible for its own decision."

"Then you should understand." Hegovis's ice-blue eyes seemed to be broken ice, contrasting with the inorganic blue, his words were cold and his eyes were sneering and arrogant, "how evil and stupid this way is, like empty-handed Take carbon, eat the blade alive, the ancients said that those who play with flames will eventually be burned by the flames."

"General Hegovis."

Evan said in a deep voice: "If the pollutants are flames, I must be dry firewood. It's not that I am playing with flames, but that the situation is critical and I have to intervene."

Words are like a hot iron, with a thud, it cut into the ice.

Hegovis's ice blue eyes suddenly tightened. He raised the wine glass to his lips, slowed down his speech, and concealed the moment of thinking: "Is the situation in danger?"

"At stake."

Evan believes that this silent and serious military female is far-sighted enough. As a commander, he should be able to better understand the horror of pollutants.

He waited silently. Hegovis held the wine glass, making a dull swallowing sound in his throat.

"But how do I know that all this is not a lie fabricated by you."

Evan froze: "I never lie."

Hegovis avoided this topic, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Honorable Sir, this is your first time participating in a ball in the Round Ballroom, perhaps you should enjoy this kind of leisure time more."

He recruited a few females in white robes, compared to the military females, they were more slender and soft, taller and more emerald green.

Evan was surrounded by these females politely.

Hegovis coughed and said, "My dance partner is waiting for me, Your Majesty, can you allow me to leave for a little while?"

The two-meter-tall Hegovis bowed and took a step back, turning around almost in an evasive manner, but was questioned by the young male.

"Are you rejecting me?"

What a ridiculous scene.

Forgive Sogg for exhaling in surprise and shrugging his shoulders.

He dared to bet that this was a man who had never stepped into a social scene, didn't understand the relaxed atmosphere of a ball, the unspoken rules of conversation, and had to come to a conclusion aggressively.

Even if he is the crown, he can't be so straightforward.

The original intention of the commanders to hold the ball is to be different from the monotonous yes or no in the parliament, so that they can choose a more smooth speech space.

But now, His Majesty Sissel does not have this awareness.

He was cold, assertive, without leaving any room for doubt, his tea-green eyes were as calm as a lake, staring at Hegovis, demanding a definite answer.

Hegovis is 170 years old, and he has many ways to dodge cleverly.

But looking into those eyes, he seemed to be bewitched, and he dared not utter lies.

Then there was silence, a terrible silence.

Evan understood, and he said to Sogg: "Please introduce me to other commanders."

Sog didn't dare to have the slightest objection, this majesty is a lunatic who is in harmony with pollutants.

If it wasn't for the favor of the priest, Sog wouldn't take the initiative to take the blame at all. He touched his chin with a wry smile and led Evan to meet with other commanders.

The result is naturally the same, without the support of the Zerg, Evan always gets a negative answer, and threats are useless.

With the continuous advancement of science and technology and the gradual change of thinking, most Zerg have absolute confidence in defeating pollutants.

They insisted that the Symbiote was an insult to the Empire, and to the Zerg that had sacrificed in the past.

Evan tried to explain this, but it didn't do much.

The commanders were concerned about policy, economy, and financial appropriations, and tried to extract reasonable retreat methods from Evan, or arrange one or two female servants for him.

These military females are respectful, thoughtful and polite.

They stand at the apex of power, but the thought patterns seem to be overlapping lines, thinking about the same things.

But they are not stupid, but the pollutants that the commander sees, not the same as Evan.

To them, pollutants are just bigger, nastier loaches.

Since the underground palace can retreat once, why can't there be a second or third time.

Evan talked to all the commanders and got no exceptions.

The dance was still going on, the music was melodious on the dance floor, and Evan stood in the center of the dance with his fists clenched.

Finally, he gathered the sleeves of his robe, turned and left silently.

The door of the round dance hall was suddenly opened, and a copper bell was dropped on the door, making a dull sound of thump, thump, thump.

Zerg customs, the door will only open at the end of the dance.

The dancing Zerg cast their eyes one after another. The little male wearing a solemn black robe looked sideways, glanced at the commander in the venue, and left from the door without hesitation.

Sog: "..."

·

Yao is reading a book in the bedroom.

Soge came here after the ball broke up unhappy, and explained everything that happened just now.

Yao propped his forehead: "So, Your Majesty Sissel left the ball."

"I'm afraid so," Sorg said.

Yao exhaled, closed the book with a clatter, and stood up: "These old-fashioned people."

Lieutenant General Soge was about to have a myocardial infarction: "Uh, don't you question your intentions? He said he has most of the pollutants in his hands, and some commanders are worried... His Majesty will act excessively."

Yao sneered: "Ciselle never lies."

A little cold sweat broke out on Lieutenant General Soge's forehead, and he didn't understand Yao's position: "I thought you were dedicated to the country."

"One heart for the country? I was forced into the eye of the storm to protect myself by being seized."

Speaking of the past, both Yao and Soge were silent for a moment, and Soge looked at Yao's cold profile and sighed in a low voice.

"Your Highness, don't you want to persuade Your Majesty?"

Yao raised his eyebrows and shook his robe: "Persuasion? Why do you want to persuade me? I know him well. Sissel will never do anything that is not sure. Most importantly, he never bothers to lie , this is the tradition of the underground palace."

"And I'm more worried about Sissel doing something stupid that hurts me than that."

Lieutenant General Soge is a little confused by Priest Yao.

When he was still a prince, Priest Yao had a fiery temper and liked to swear, but now he is calm no matter what he does, but he looks a lot more dangerous.

Yao didn't care about Sog's reaction, he walked to the door of Evan's room, but was bumped by the ascetic monk who opened the door.

"What happened?"

The ascetic monk nodded slightly: "Master Yao, Your Majesty has a fever after eating snacks."

"fever."

Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, pushed open the door, and an extremely calm and gentle scent came out of the room.

Soge, who was following Yao, suddenly had a strong desire to lay eggs.

His teeth were sore and his legs were weak, he restrained himself and fell to Priest Yao: "What is this?"

Priest Yao was stunned for a moment, then slammed the door shut, keeping the smell inside, and at the same time looked at the ascetic monk with a whoosh: "Snacks? What did Your Majesty eat?"

The ascetic monk was confused: "My lord priest, it's just an ordinary vegetable."

Regular vegetables?Yaogang wanted to continue asking, but he heard the ascetic monk say: "But these are not vegetables brought from the underground palace."

Yao gritted his teeth and sneered again and again.

After the second development, Sissel has never reproduced, whether it is Huaili or other females.

The underground palace prohibits the consumption of meat and alcohol, so even though Sissel's mental strength threshold is extremely high, such a situation has never happened before. Why did such a thing happen as soon as he left the underground palace.

Throughout history, there are many precedents for aristocrats who use males with high spiritual power to reproduce and obtain well-qualified offspring.

Isn't this how the first generation and the second generation are crowned?

Or in order to confuse Sissel's plan, the attachment during the nesting period will affect the male's thinking for a certain period of time.

Or else it is to stuff the females into the underground palace, strive to give birth to the next crown prince, and win civilian votes and political chips.

Isn't that the case with Evan's mother clan?

Power is paramount, shamelessness is extreme, if someone sends a female worm here hypocritically, Yao will be furious on the spot.

No, he's gone crazy.

Soge was shocked and puzzled: "What the hell..."

"None of your business, shut up." Yao's anger attacked indiscriminately, but the first thing to solve was Sissel's nesting period.

He rubbed the space between his brows, and ordered the ascetic monk: "You two stay here, I will go in, and you go to Huaili."

Sog was not angry when he was murdered. Instead, he saw the seriousness of the matter and was eager to help.

"What about me? What can I do?"

"Stay at the door."

Yao reached over, opened the door, and quickly closed it.

The room has been covered by a calm and soft smell, and it is quiet everywhere, with no trace of Zerg activity.

Priest Yao walked to the bedroom and stood at the door without entering rashly. The males in the nesting stage are very repulsive of their own kind.

It's just that Yao is not sure what stage Sissel is in now.

He knocked tentatively on the door.

"Ciselle? Are you in there?"

After a while, Yao heard rustling sounds, as if something was dragging on the ground.

The door creaked open, and Sissel was wrapped in a quilt, standing behind the door with red eyes, looking at Yao through the opened crack.

"I seem to be hot."

Fortunately, did not enter the final stage.

Priest Yao breathed a sigh of relief, his face was gone, and he said solemnly: "Don't worry, no one will hurt you, but I have to tell you something, your female queen will come soon, you know the nesting period What should I do?"

Evan groaned, and wrapped the quilt tighter and tighter, only showing a pair of eyes: "Master Yao, I know."

Yao nodded: "Very good."

Huai Li flew over, he flew in through the open window, and walked straight to the bedroom after landing.

Yao glanced back at him, straightened up: "I remember you said before that you don't want to leave the underground palace."

Huai Li glanced at the quilt, and said calmly: "I am bound by interests, and it is impossible to leave."

"very good."

Yao nodded, just about to speak, the quilt rolled up and jumped to the front, looked up at Huai Li, and took out a crumpled piece of paper from the quilt: "This is for you."

Huai Li was ready to sacrifice, seeing Yuejian Lian's official seal, she was slightly taken aback: "What is this?"

The male has no expression on his face, and he pulled out a little bit of his face: "The divorce agreement is stamped with my seal, and you are free."

Huai Li was stunned, and took a step further: "What... freedom? Why?"

Evan's bed was unrolled and fell to the floor.

He was holding his suitcase in his hand. Because he was gradually entering the late stage of nesting, he was emotionally unstable, and his mind was even more chaotic, losing his basic logical thinking.

"Bigamy is not allowed."

He said unhappily, and then suddenly realized that the marriage between him and Major General Arthur Land had probably been dissolved, and after preparing for a long time, Major General Arthur Land probably would not want to have a baby with him.

Evan was very sad, and turned around in frustration: "Hey."

Yao slowly raised his forehead.