The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Forced into a corner, the little guy turned around, flipped out of its shell, fell to the ground for a long time, and then got up, sticking out its bare bottom and groping around.

Finally, he found a bottle of nutritional supplement that the couple had broken while feeding their child that morning.

The test tube containing the nutrient solution was dropped on the ground and broke.

Some liquid was still inside the tube. Ignoring the dust and broken glass on it, the little guy quickly scooped it up with his hands and then brought it to his mouth to drink it in small sips.

The little guy, covered in dust and dirt, transformed in no time from a delicate and soft cub into a grimy dumpling.

"Perfect, we don't need to clean up anymore."

The couple glanced at the cub with disdain before placing their child, who had been born that morning, into the cub's incubator.

The woman picked up the cub and his eggshell and threw them into the room.

The cub was thrown to the ground, rolled several times, and almost died.

With the door closed, no one would notice what was happening inside the room.

The couple even changed into new clothes, preparing to welcome the arrival of royalty.

As the roar of the starship echoed from the horizon, they looked up and saw the enormous warship belonging exclusively to the royal family pass overhead and land not far away.

People like them have only ever seen warships in projections, and even then, only in distant views.

These poor people couldn't see the secrets inside; they were only filled with envy and jealousy, thinking that these nobles were just born into good families to live on such a spaceship.

They always watched these projections, boasting and joking, looking at the scene before them with a mixture of envy and fear, but they also knew that this was something they absolutely dared not hope for.

Only when they saw the warship up close did their understanding of it completely change.

The terrifying steel behemoth, just by falling, seemed poised to crush them to dust!

The couple were so frightened that their legs went weak and they almost knelt down in front of the warship.

When the warship landed and the hatches opened, they saw rows of royal guards walking out.

They were all wearing black armor masks and black trench coats, standing tall and proud with guns in hand.

The masks obscured their expressions, revealing only a dark mass of wild beasts forming a colossal shape that approached the couple step by step.

Just as they were stunned into silence, the guards parted one by one from the middle, like the Black Sea being divided.

Winston walked out from there.

The couple looked over...

There's no mistake, that face, that blond hair, those cold, deep blue eyes, that powerful aura...

It's His Majesty!

It's true, the living His Majesty Winston!

The couple were completely stunned, never expecting that they had offended such an extraordinary person.

Winston asked indifferently:

"Where's the egg?"

The couple exchanged a glance and answered tremblingly:

"Inside the house."

The woman went back, glanced at the closed door of the small house, gritted her teeth, and decided to take the risk. She picked up the incubator, which contained her own child.

The woman held the incubator in front of Winston, her eyes darting away and her tone hesitant:

"Your Majesty... the egg had just hatched when we found it... but rest assured, this is definitely the little prince..."

But Winston didn't take it at all.

He turned and glanced at his adjutant, Morin, beside him.

Morin walked over, opened it, and took a look:

"Your Majesty, the child was born today, and there is still the placenta."

"However... this child has... Shiba Inu genes."

No one could believe that the Winston family, with its noble lineage, would produce a Shiba Inu.

Winston walked over as well.

The Shiba Inu instinctively crawled towards the direction of the people, trying to get closer to Winston.

Winston watched with a cold expression.

Just when the couple thought Winston had believed them, Winston suddenly asked:

"Have you fed the child?"

The couple replied, "Yes, yes! We fed him nutritional fluids, and we even specially asked someone to buy the high-quality stuff. We dared not neglect His Highness."

Winston pressed his hand to his chest.

His child is still crying.

Looking at the Shiba Inu, Winston felt absolutely nothing.

wrong.

Winston reached out, but not to touch the child.

Instead, he gestured backward.

In an instant, the guards surrounded them, forcefully pinned the two to the ground, and made them eat mud.

Winston then lifted the child's clothes, letting him dangle in mid-air, where he would fall if not careful.

Where is my child?

The woman screamed and tried to rush forward to protect her child, but she was no match for the guards. Her shoulder was stepped on and her bones were crushed.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. After trembling for a while, she managed to open her mouth and answer:

"Yes, inside the house..."

"Spare my child..."

Winston threw the bastard away and went inside.

He looked around twice, but couldn't find any trace of the child in the room, which was so small that you could see the whole thing at a glance.

Then, a very soft sound, like a small animal scratching at the door, came from the old wooden door in the inner room.

Winston's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately went over and opened the door.

The little dumpling, lying on the ground with his hair in clumps and scratches on his fingers, looked up at the newcomer in a disheveled state.

Upon seeing the child, Winston was certain that it was his son.

Although the cub's face was covered in dust, making it look like a spotted cat, it still couldn't hide its exquisitely sculpted features.

The cub looks like its mother.

When Winston saw that the child he had painstakingly hatched had turned out like this, he was so angry that he almost reverted to his beast form.

A huge shadow rose from behind Winston and enveloped the cub.

But the cubs weren't afraid at all.

Because just when the cub thought he was about to die, he finally heard a familiar presence.

The little guy stood there for a moment, then reached out his hand to Winston in front of him.

I want a hug.

This appearance is exactly like the cub Winston had imagined.

Winston bent down and picked up the child, but because the crow was so light and small, only slightly larger than Winston's palm, Winston froze again.

When Morin saw that His Majesty had not come out, he went inside to check.

They finally found Winston, who was in shock, and his cubs, who were about to starve to death.

"Never mind that, Your Majesty! This child didn't even eat the eggshell, how is he getting any nutrition? Is he about to die?"

Hearing Maureen's urgent voice, Winston lowered his head, lifted the little guy up with both hands, and carefully examined him from all angles.

Morin couldn't stand it anymore:

"Your Majesty, his skin has turned blue!! Quickly, call a doctor!"

Winston called the corps medic, who came over, took one look, and said:

"The young prince must be fed immediately."

Morin said, "But this child won't even eat the eggshell!"

The doctor, being more experienced, saw the situation and pried open the child's mouth.

"Look at his baby teeth, they're so small, how can he even chew them?"

"It seems that the young prince was born much weaker than ordinary people..."

Winston was stunned when he saw this.

Good heavens... are a child's teeth really that small? Why doesn't he show any of the characteristics of an orc?