The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

When Gertlow woke up again, he found himself in a new place.

The room he was in had no windows and he couldn't see where the door was, but the room was fully equipped.

Gertrude was chained to the room, one end of the chain connected to her ankle and the other end to the foot of the bed.

The length of the chains allowed Gertrude to move freely within the room, but he couldn't go any further.

Once Gertlow was fully awake, he searched the place thoroughly but found nothing of value.

"woke up?"

A voice came from above Gertlow's head, flat and emotionless, like a machine.

Gertlow was startled by the sudden sound and immediately looked up nervously.

But apart from the plain-colored ceiling, there was nothing else to see.

"No need to look around anymore. I'll walk up to you in a little while."

"Get ready to meet me, show the attitude you should have, and think about what the school taught you, you slut."

Unfamiliar surroundings, unfamiliar sounds, hard chains...

Gertlow immediately tensed up.

Judging from the sound, it seemed that he was talking to a male insect.

According to what the male insect just said, he should now crawl on the ground with his head touching the ground to greet him.

However, Gertero, who was used to moving around the male insects with ease, and because of the trust placed in him by the Wa family behind him, sat on the edge of the bed without moving.

Slowly, a small crack appeared in the wall. It turned out that there was a door in the room, but the door was hidden in the wall.

The gap slowly widened, and a male insect that Gertlow had never seen before emerged from behind.

Gertlow was somewhat disdainful at heart.

He had already recognized all the A-grade and B-grade male insects on the main star, but he had never seen this male insect before, so Gertlow subconsciously assumed that it was a male insect below B-grade.

Although he felt contempt in his heart, Gertlow did not show it on his face, but instead gave a polite, ingratiating smile, and still did not get up from the bedside.

"Hello, sir."

Sisyphus remained expressionless. After seeing Gertlow sitting motionless on the edge of the bed, he immediately released his mental energy.

The S-class male insect's mental power made Gertlow kneel down instantly.

Sensing the unusual spiritual power, Gertlow turned pale, realizing that the male insect he didn't recognize wasn't lacking in spiritual power, but rather possessing an excessively high level.

Realizing this, Gertlow immediately adjusted his posture, adopting the most standard posture that the school had taught him.

"Hmph, what a lowly slut."

"They just lack discipline."

Sisyphus did not withdraw his mental energy from Gertlow. Gertlow, enduring the pain, managed to speak with difficulty:

"It is this lowly woman who is blind and has offended Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will have mercy and forgive this lowly woman."

Sisyphus didn't say anything, but calmly found a place to sit down, and even had the leisure to pour himself a glass of water.

"...Save you?"

"So what can you give me?"

Gertlow didn't care about anything else. Even though the pressure he felt made it impossible for him to stand up straight, Gertlow still struggled to unbutton his shirt.

"Your Majesty may do whatever you wish."

Gertlow forced a smile, not daring to look directly at Sisyphus, but instead slightly raised his head, focusing his gaze on Sisyphus's knees.

"Someone like you isn't qualified."

Sisyphus took a sip of water, snorted, and slammed the cup down on the table.

"Get yourself ready, I need to ask you something later."

Sisyphus then withdrew the mental energy that had been pressing down on Gertlow.

Gertlow breathed a sigh of relief as he felt the mental energy that had caused him pain and stress subside.

A bead of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

As Gertlow straightened his clothes, he secretly pondered the intentions of the male insect before him.

This male insect is S-class, so his current location must not be the male protection association's disciplinary office.

The male insect said he had something to ask him, so at the very least, he must have the information that the male insect wanted to know.

The only one who can save him now is himself.

Compared to an S-class male insect, the Waxiang family is utterly insignificant and has no say in the matter.

After Gertrude tidied himself up, he lay prostrate on the ground and went to Sisyphus's feet.

"Your Majesty, please feel free to ask whatever you wish to know. This lowly woman will answer all your questions to the best of her ability."

Sisyphus pulled up the surveillance footage of Gertrude deliberately seducing Junming and presented it to Gertrude.

"The surveillance footage clearly shows that you stood up from the table and pounced on Jun Ming, and there were no other insects around."

"I want you to tell me exactly what happened."

The video was placed in front of Gertlow, playing over and over again showing Gertlow's ugly state of falling to the ground.

A flash of resentment crossed Gertlow's eyes.

However... judging from the male insect in front of him, it seems that he and Jun Ming are not on the same side?

Gertlow hesitated before speaking.

"Your Majesty, things are not as the surveillance video shows."

"I did stand up from the table, but at that time, it was clearly the male insect, Junming, who responded to my verbal hints. I thought that the male insect had understood and accepted my courtship."

"But who knew, as soon as I stood up, I felt a push from behind, catching me completely off guard."

"It made me lunge forward."

"And Junming, before I even had this body to move, shouted for me not to kill him."

"All the subsequent females believed him."

"Before I could even defend myself, his female insect general, Atal, arrived."

"You should know that Atal's mental strength is SS level, which completely suppressed me, preventing me from defending myself."

"I was framed."

Gertlow spoke earnestly, his voice choked with emotion, displaying his utmost pitifulness.

If the male insects surrounding him saw this, they would surely feel sorry for him and buy him things to comfort him.

But Sisyphus remained unmoved, crossing his legs and leaning back in his chair.

"But the surveillance video shows that all your bodily movements are consistent with the intention of launching an attack."

How do you explain this?

Gertlow quickly shook his head.

"That's not how it works."

"The driving force behind me is not a single force, nor a single point of exertion, but rather a combination of many sources."

"The simultaneous force from multiple points caused me to make that move."

Gertlow stared intently at the surveillance video in front of him, trying to find some clue.