EROS [Zerg]

Eros and Goli arrived at the villa area where the male insects lived to begin making arrangements for the security tasks of the male insects meeting with Roland the next day.

Just as the two insects were finalizing their plans for tomorrow, a chirping sound suddenly came from behind the door:

"Lord Eros"

Eros turned his head in confusion and saw the silver-haired female insect standing behind him at the door.

"Harris?!"

Eros called out tentatively.

"Lord Eros, I didn't expect you to still remember me."

Hearing that Eros still recognized him, Harris's blood-red eyes flashed with joy, but when his gaze swept over Goli standing to the side, his eyes showed more hesitation and doubt.

Golly noticed Harris's unease, shrugged, and turned to Eros, saying, "The missions are almost all arranged. I'm going to visit my brother. You two talk."

After saying that, he picked up his coat from the stool and went out.

As Harris brushed past Goli, he shrank back slightly. He recognized Goli, this unusual sub-female who would become the female servant of Kos the male in the future.

Harris had always served by the side of Prince Cosson, and naturally had heard that Grand Duke Cavenor had promised to marry his younger brother to Prince Cosson as a maid.

Harris, an ordinary female servant, was naturally no match for Goli, a sub-female servant born into a high-ranking noble family.

Goli's advantages are unmatched by them: her noble birth, her status as a sub-female, and her status as a military female that even sub-females can only dream of.

Harris believes that it is perfectly acceptable for him to show some respect to Golly now.

"Harris, did you come with Kossiung?"

Harris snapped out of his reverie and found Eros standing before him.

"Yes, I've been wanting to greet you ever since I saw Lord Eros, but I haven't had the chance until now that the Lord is asleep, which is why I was able to come out."

Harris nodded obediently, his gaze towards Eros filled with amazement: "Your Excellency Eros, this military uniform suits you very well!"

“I am very pleased to see you here, Harris. Your lord’s decision to bring you here shows that he values ​​you highly.”

Harris nodded, but his voice sounded a little guilty: "I just want things to get better. Those old days were too terrible."

“I saw Harris’s name in the volunteer list of the military’s campaign roster.” Eros did not mock Harris for losing the demeanor of a female soldier and competing for favor with a group of sub-female soldiers. “Captain Harris, you are an excellent female soldier and a respectable senior who participated in the Battle of Sogbato.”

The Battle of Sogbato was one of the sixteen major battles of the Zerg. It was a defensive war in Zerg history in which female warriors suffered extremely heavy casualties. After this battle, the eight star systems of the Empire were not invaded by alien beasts for decades.

The vast majority of the female soldiers who went to the battlefield did not return alive, and Harris's wing was injured in that battle.

Harris now finds it laughable to recall the scene of his youthful arrogance and his comrades vying to sign their names on the pledge to fight.

The honor that once burned like a raging fire in my heart has long since turned to ashes after years of devastation.

Glory can't put food on the table, can't offset fines, and can't stop the whip.

Hearing Eros's words, Harris's smile turned somewhat bitter: "It's not as good as you say..."

Eros noticed Harris's low spirits, grasped the other's paw with his own, and said earnestly, "Very good, you are really good. You are very good to me."

"Why?" Harris asked, somewhat puzzled.

Now it was Eros's turn to feel a little embarrassed. "Because you are one of the very few insects who consider Eros to be the kind of insect Eros likes, so I think you are very good."

"You're mistaking Eros for Eros?" Harris was even more puzzled. "You are you, otherwise who else would I mistake you for?"

Eros stopped explaining and changed the subject, pulling Harris aside to ask about his military life many years ago.

It wasn't until the alarm clock on the Eros terminal went off that the two insects realized it was getting late. Harris thought that Koss should have woken up by now, and he couldn't stay any longer.

"Everything will be better." Before parting, Eros gave his senior a gentle hug.

Harris had never been treated with such respect in a long time.

He was not respected when he was a female slave, and he would not be respected even if he climbed to the position of a female servant.

As Harris returned to the outside of the male insect's room, the ripples in his heart were still churning.

"Kos, you have no idea how awful that female insect named Eros is."

Harris's hand, which was about to knock on the door, paused.

The sounds continued to come from inside the door.

"She's just a prostitute who's easy to sleep with, but now she's somehow escaped from the underground auction house and even got into military school."

"I took a liking to him, and he really thought he was something special. He even tried to play me for a fool. If it weren't for his face, which resembles Evanson's, I wouldn't have bothered with him even if he knelt on the ground begging me."

"You haven't seen how pathetic Eros looked back in the Fourth Star System. Compared to now, tsk, what a disgusting insect face."

Harris could hear the Kenyan male's voice clearly from the doorway. The male insect's room was always well soundproofed, which showed how loud the Kenyan male was.

“You really have no sense, Kenya.” The male Kos’s voice chuckled. Although the voice was muffled, Harris could still hear what his master was saying: “Walker likes her, and you still dare to make a move on that female insect.”

"Ha, what kind of liking is that?" Kenya scoffed. "Back then, he even gave away his mate for us to play with, so what is this female insect compared to him?"

“Even if it’s nothing, you B-grade male insect will have to wait until Grand Duke Kaven’s done playing with you before it’s your turn.” Kos tugged at his long, drooping hair and said casually, “Go back, there are plenty of fun things waiting for you.”

"Hmph, why should we all have to pick up his leftovers? So what if his pheromone level is a bit higher?" The Kenyan male scoffed. "So what if his pheromone level is higher? He still only has one male offspring."

The higher the pheromone level of the male insect, the higher the level of the female insect it can soothe. Similarly, the higher the level of the offspring produced by the union of a male and female insect of a higher level, the higher the level of the offspring.

In today's modern society, where the male-to-female ratio among the Zerg is completely imbalanced, fertility worship is of great practical significance.

Kenya looked down on Grand Duke Kaven's ridiculous manners. What good was his manners if he had such high status and lineage, yet in the end he only produced one worm after decades of procreation?

The male insect protection association wanted to recommend a new female to Grand Duke Kaven, but he refused them all. Whenever Kenya heard insects praising his nostalgia for his females, he would always think to himself: What's with the pretense of deep affection? It's as if he wasn't the male insect who gave them females to play with all those years ago.