After the Cold, Beautiful Admiral Became a Queen Insect

Everyone knows that the fallen beauty of a general once protected his people by taking the heads of hundreds of insects in a single battle.

The insect race hunted him for over a decade, yet all they ever managed to capture was a stunning profile behind a mask.

Even now, though the general is frail and ill, pushed aside by the empire and no longer the man he once was, the insect race still seethes with hatred at the sound of his name.

They watched that photograph day and night, trying to find his whereabouts, but never found a thing.

All they could do was sneak off in the middle of the night and whine to their insect mother.

But no one knew that the beautiful general was actually the insect mother.

That's right, the one who reproduces the insect race, nurtures them with his own honey, and gets whined at by the insects.

With that,

Ian leaned against the railing, chin slightly raised.

He lowered his eyes and gazed calmly at the towering insect weakly whimpering as it bit his neck, then expressionlessly pressed a kiss to its cheek.

Meanwhile, his pale hand had already reached for the pistol behind his back.

He was the insect mother.

Of course he could.

Heh.

The problem was...

He'd only learned this three days ago.

After killing hundreds of insects and being hunted for over a decade, he was now sick and couldn't even hold a gun steady.

*One-on-one. The top is a virgin, and the bottom has never been with anyone.

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