Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

Farah, I need your help...

Generous crab gift!

The soldier boy, just awakened from a long, frozen slumber, opened his eyes to find himself facing Homelander's utterly repulsive face...

He stiffly turned his neck, looking around blankly at the unfamiliar yet luxurious environment. It was exquisite and magnificent, exuding extravagance and arrogance, clearly a private bedroom exclusively for a man from the motherland!

The next second, his gaze was fixed on the huge, glaringly large cryogenic freezer in the center of the room.

"Damn it, you just left my freezer untouched in your room like that?"

The soldier boy's voice was hoarse and dry, carrying the weariness of just waking up, yet filled with unbelievable rage as he questioned him, word by word.

The moment he woke up, he completely ignored Homelander's urgent plea for help. His mind and eyes were filled with the absurd and outrageous scene before him: the cabinet that had imprisoned him was now being placed openly in Homelander's bedroom, like a treasured ornament.

With a hint of panic on his face, the man from the motherland hurriedly began to explain:

"Hey, calm down. The moment I confirmed you were still alive, I immediately set off to rescue you without a moment's delay..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

The soldier boy sneered, his eyes full of mockery and disdain. His gaze swept over the complete set of pipes, refrigeration lines, voltage stabilizing equipment, and monitoring instruments around the freezer. All the supporting devices were intact and fit together perfectly. The entire ice-sealing confinement system was complete and intact, without a trace of disassembly, modification, or rescue.

"Help me?"

Bringing along this huge, bulky cabinet, and all its accessories? Do you think I'm stupid?!

These devices are integrated with the freezer; they are a complete set of equipment used to imprison, freeze, and suppress other forces for extended periods.

Now that all the equipment is intact and functioning normally, how can it be considered a rescue?

This is clearly him locking himself in his room, treating himself like a giant "figurine"!

The thought of being treated like a figurine and displayed in the other person's room made the soldier boy's face turn ashen, as if he had eaten shit.

He addressed the people of his homeland:

"What the hell did you do to me?"

The sudden question stunned the man, his panic abruptly halting, replaced by bewilderment and confusion. He instinctively blurted out:

"What?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, he suddenly realized the unpleasant meaning behind the soldier boy's words.

His entire face contorted instantly, his expression panicked and embarrassed, his pupils contracted sharply, and he loudly denied it:

"No! Absolutely not!"

Upon hearing this crisp and urgent denial, the soldier boy, who had originally planned to explode at the other party, relaxed his tense nerves slightly.

The immense humiliation of being treated like a giant figurine filled him with undisguised disgust and contempt when he looked at his fellow countrymen.

The man before us, who is adored by millions and hailed as the strongest in America, is nothing more than a selfish, childish, capricious, and irresponsible giant baby at heart.

"You damned idiot! Since you found me a long time ago, why did you wait until now to release me?!"

The man from the motherland paused for a moment, the panic fading from his face, replaced by a serious tone:

"I have encountered an extremely formidable enemy. Their strength is terrifying, and I cannot resolve this problem on my own."

Therefore, I desperately need your strength; I need your help.

"Help you?"

The soldier boy chuckled.

"Instead of going through all the trouble of cleaning up your mess, I might as well finish what I was unable to do before the freeze."

He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife, locking directly onto Homelander:

"For example, killing you..."

In the soldier boy's eyes, there is no conflict or grudge in the world that cannot be resolved with a pair of fists.

As long as he can completely eliminate this hypocritical and arrogant guy in front of him, he can reclaim his own glory, sweep away years of humiliation, stand at the top of superhumans again, and return to his former peak status.

Faced with such a blatant and undisguised threat of death, Homelander showed no panic or fear. His face remained calm and composed, even with a hint of confident smile.

He spoke slowly, his tone carrying an arrogant air of absolute control:

"Hey, listen up."

Now the entire United States is firmly under my control.

Power, public opinion, the people, the military, the high-ranking officials—I control everything.

"If you want to shed your shadowy, secretive identity, return to the public eye, be adored by the world once more, and become a legendary hero revered by all, you must rely on me."

"Only I can help you clear your name."

Only I can transform a dangerous figure—who disappeared from the Russian bear for forty years, whose origins are unknown and who is riddled with suspicion—back into a nationally revered hero.

The simple words "Homelander" struck the soldier boy's heart like a thunderbolt.

His expression changed, and his body, which had been tense and ready to act at any moment, suddenly froze.

Superhumans wielding power over nations?

Such an absurd and illogical thing would have been absolutely impossible in his time, and no one would have dared to even dream of it.

Heroes protect the people, while superhumans can only ever be idols or symbols, dependent on the state, and can never rise above the regime to control the entire country.

He wanted to say: "You made this all up," but... if it were true...

The soldier boy's face instantly turned extremely solemn, his eyes constantly shifting, and he instantly understood the source of the motherland's confidence.

If the other party truly controls the entire United States, wields power, and monopolizes all media and public opinion, then I absolutely cannot openly turn against him and fight him.

If open warfare breaks out and the enemy is not killed and escaped, Homelander only needs to use public opinion to smear himself, and he will be completely ruined.

Seeing the soldier boy fall silent, the patriot secretly rejoiced, knowing that he had the other side's weakness.

He quickly turned around and carefully took out an item—the eagle shield that he had painstakingly repaired and restored bit by bit with his thermal vision.

The cracks in the once broken and damaged shields have all been repaired.

Homelander, holding the shield with a cautious, slightly ingratiating, and childlike gaze, presented it to the soldier boy.

"Fuck you! What kind of junk is this? Why didn't you just forge me a brand new shield?!"

The soldier boy was rude, swearing incessantly, his face full of disgust and his tone extremely dissatisfied.

Yet, he naturally and smoothly accepted the eagle shield that had accompanied him throughout his life of glory.

Accepting the shield signifies a subtle easing and relaxation in the previously strained relationship between the two, which had reached a freezing point.

A tacit agreement, a temporary collaboration, was quietly reached.

The soldier boy comes to the rescue, using his ability to destroy V's chest cannon to help Homelander defeat the troublesome locomotive and eliminate all threats.

Homelander used its immense power and media influence to help the soldier boy clear his name of all past stigma and erase the hidden doubts that had been frozen for forty years.

Let the soldier boy return to the public eye as a legendary hero, be respected once again, and regain his former glory...