King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1287 - 1287 1273 Shiyu Dominators Warning

Chapter 1287: Chapter 1273: Shiyu Dominator’s Warning Chapter 1287: Chapter 1273: Shiyu Dominator’s Warning “What’s there to consider? Do you even need to think about it? Having an Insect Queen offers too many benefits. First of all, let’s not mention her pleasing appearance and her role in warming your bed; with a queen, you’ll never have to worry about your Subordinate Army again.

If you want to develop an entirely new Subordinate Army, the Insect Nest under the queen’s control can easily make that happen.”

Golden Dragon Mother, who knew quite a bit about the Insect Race, listed the various advantages of having a queen as a handmaid to Muria, zealously recommending the idea to him.

“Pleasing appearance and warming the bed are not necessary; I don’t need those functions, but the rest… I’m tempted,” Muria chose to respect the choice of his heart. He wanted an Insect Queen.

“Humph, that’s a crucial function. When a queen who commands millions of insects faces you, she can only be a humble bed-warming maid, obedient to your commands. Don’t you feel an overwhelming sense of achievement?” Golden Dragon Mother asked with a playful smile.

“Of course, I feel a sense of achievement, but I already have Michaela, so I don’t need those particular functions.”

“Tsk, you’re too much under control.”

“Do you think you could tolerate my father having an Insect Queen that could warm his bed?”

“What do you think?” Golden Dragon Mother maintained her gentle and graceful smile, but Muria suddenly felt a sense of danger.

“Such a thing is impossible. If my father had an Insect Queen, her primary function would be as his sparring partner,” Muria quickly corrected his statement.

“Yes, that does sound likely, considering that your father is such a clueless martial fanatic,” she agreed.

Glad with Muria’s explanation, Golden Dragon Mother’s demeanor towards him changed instantly, as if a severe winter had suddenly transformed into a warm, pleasant early spring.

“You all are… too arrogant.”

Queen Altis, who had endured the conversation between Muria and Golden Dragon Mother for so long, finally couldn’t help but speak out, feeling incredibly frustrated.

“Hmm, do you have any objections to your identity as a handmaid?”

Golden Dragon Mother extended her claws, then pinched Altis’s seemingly delicate white cheeks, and pulled without pity. The peerless beauty, which could rival Golden Dragon Mother’s human form, was distorted in an instant.

“Or do you have an objection to me?”

“No,” Altis covered the half of her face where the blush was rapidly fading with her hands, her eyes brimming with tears.

“Hmm, then keep your mouth shut.”

“Others queens won’t be as easy to capture as I was; you will surely pay a heavy price for your pride,” the young queen said to Atris with a trace of stubborn defiance.

What should have been a forceful declaration came out like the whining of a little girl.

“Don’t worry, we are prepared to pay an ample price. After all, you belong to one of the Epic Races; we couldn’t possibly let our guard down with you. By the way, you’re not yet a mature queen, are you? You’re still a juvenile.”

“I am already mature,” Altis said quietly, trying her best to elevate her status in the eyes of her enemies.

“Moreover, you won’t be able to capture other queens like me. Even if they were defeated, they wouldn’t submit to you as I have.”

“So, you know you’re a queen with a weak will, a failure,” Golden Dragon Mother said playfully, chuckling. She enjoyed teasing such naive creatures who possessed great power but lacked understanding.

“I’m not a failure,” Queen Altis maintained her last bit of defiance.

“Still in denial? You yourself said that other queens wouldn’t submit even if captured, yet here you are, submitting to me now,” Golden Dragon Mother teased her future apprentice handmaid with a grin.

“I have not Yielded to you, I have Yielded to him, I have Yielded to that great one who shattered my last protection.”

The little empress justified her actions, although now she had surrendered, but it was important to clarify to whom she had surrendered.

“Ancestor Shiyu!” Muria understood the weak and pitiful posture the insect queen displayed immediately. She had witnessed firsthand the sliver of formidable power the Shiyu Dominator had aimed at her, and it had frightened her senseless.

Therefore, she now showed an unusually meek and aggrieved weakness. Of course, her inability to mount any effective resistance of her own was also a very important reason.

“I admit that this great one’s power is greater than mine, but you Yield to him and refuse to submit to me. I have a problem with that, my little handmaid.”

The elegant Dragon King extended his finger and then lifted the insect queen’s chin, forcing her to look at him in a humiliating pose,

“Do you think there is any difference between facing that great one and facing me? For you, it is all the same. Facing me, you have no power to resist either; you can only let me play with you at will.”

“I…” Insect queen Altis wanted to say something, but Muria, intending to leave, interrupted her,

“I’m leaving now, continue as if I was never here. When I need you, I will notify you again.”

“Mm!”

Golden Dragon Mother was indifferent to Muria’s departure and even somewhat elated because once Muria left, she could use some special methods that might cause her image to collapse to continue to train (and tame) this insect queen.

…

“Muria, what is your mother doing?” When Muria left and reached the outside, the pale giant came over and asked.

“She is training her new handmaid.”

“I thought she was joking, but she actually plans to train such a dangerous creature into a handmaid?” Ansol said, somewhat surprised. He had always known that his wife’s personality was a bit eccentric, sometimes doing things that ordinary creatures would never even dream of.

But keeping an insect queen as a handmaid, that was downright crazy. He understood what kind of race the insect race was and what kind of beings stood at the pinnacle of the insect race’s power.

“The risk is greater, but the benefits are directly proportional to the risk, if not more. So I think it’s worth trying.”

“What? You also want to capture an insect queen to serve as a handmaid?”

“I’m considering it,” Muria frankly admitted.

“Truly worthy of being my grandson. I should praise you like this, but as an elder, I must advise you to abandon your dangerous thoughts.”

When Dimos heard this father-son dialogue, he warned Muria, “What we are about to encounter are Epic insect queens. Such beings, you cannot possibly capture alive; if you harbor such delusions in battle, you will invite a disaster that you simply cannot withstand.”

“I know, I won’t have such naive ideas during the battle; I will act according to the situation,” Muria was forced to promise, but he was still not giving up. “However, if I see an insect queen who has not yet ascended to Epic, I will try to capture her alive.”

“The queens of the insect race are too dangerous; they are beings skilled in controlling mental power. They know how to manipulate other creatures. Can you really expect them to serve honestly as handmaids?”

“I think I can ask Ancestor Shiyu for some advice; maybe he can give me some suggestions.” Upon hearing his grandfather’s questions, Muria naturally thought of his own Titan Ancestor who enslaved many alien Epics.

“My advice? My advice is to improve yourself and cut off all unrealistic fantasies.”

A voice that sounded amiable and full of charisma rang out. Muria turned his head sharply and immediately saw a Titan leaning on a scepter, with no aura of grandeur showing.

“Ancestor Shiyu.” Muria respectfully bowed to this great ancestor, who had emerged directly into the Great World – after all, even the Great World Will had bowed to him.