Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

After Herroyne left first, Manjushri sat alone in his chair, staring blankly at his desk.

He picked up his pen and put it down several times, even conjuring up images of Heroion sitting here working...

Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside, followed by Zai Zai's clear shouts. He instinctively went to open the door and saw Heroi Yi rushing towards him.

"Father!" Heroie flung Yuze's hand away and flew into her father's arms like a little cannonball, her eyes shining as she looked up. "Let's go find Father!"

Manjushri nodded: "Mm."

Yuze stopped in front of the father and son. Although he was somewhat surprised by the scene, he still greeted them respectfully, "Greetings, Your Excellency."

The two female insects behind him immediately echoed, "Greetings, Your Excellency."

Looking at the crowd, Manjushri smiled somewhat awkwardly: "Hello! You must be... the Marshal's colleagues?"

"No, no," Yuze quickly waved his hand to clarify, "We are all the Marshal's subordinates, you don't need to be so polite."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm in front of him, indicating, "Let's go downstairs first, please."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all..."

Holoi listened to their father's speech, completely bewildered. She tugged at his hand with her little paws and walked forward, saying, "Father, Uncle Yuze just took me to see the other uncles!"

"They've been very kind to me, Father, wouldn't you like to meet them?"

Yuze was leading the way. When he heard this, his back straightened involuntarily. He thought to himself, "Oh my little darling, you are truly a fine son of the Marshal. Please, don't say anything more!"

Manjushri looked down at the little boy's excited face and asked curiously, "Does Yi Yi like them very much?"

"Mmm!" Holoi nodded, but didn't tell her father that it was because they had secretly fed her when she was hungry before. She only said, "They're all very easy to get along with. We'll invite her father along later!"

"Okay," Wenshu said, not wanting to spoil the mood. Since these were the uncles that Yiyi liked, it would be good to go over and say hello.

Their few words made Yuze, who was leading the way, and the two female insects following behind, both feel their hearts beat faster.

After going downstairs, the patrol car had been waiting for a long time.

Herroy was pulled up by his father's arms, and then he quickly grabbed his father's hands, "Father, be careful."

"Hmm," Manjushri smiled, sat down next to him, and said "Thank you."

These two sentences caused the female insects on the bus to widen their eyes. A male insect thanking a female? To them, this was almost as extraordinary as seeing the sun rise in the west...

Because all the female soldiers were undergoing physical fitness tests, they barely saw any insects along the way, except for the patrol team's insects.

The patrol car drove smoothly for seven or eight minutes, passing through several gates, and finally came to a slow stop in front of a huge silver-gray building.

"We're here! We're here!" Heroiy was the first to jump excitedly out of the car.

Manjushri smiled and reminded her, "Yiyi, be careful."

At this moment, Heroi was already looking impatiently towards the entrance, but she didn't forget to hold her father's hand.

Yuze gestured towards the large training camp in front of him, "Your Excellency, please."

Manjushri was about to tell the other person, "You don't need to be so polite," but seeing Yuze's serious expression, he gave up.

Led by Yuze and guarded by two female soldiers, the group of insects walked straight into the side path of the training ground.

As soon as they stepped into the arena, a wave of heat mixed with the smell of sweat and body odor hit them. Fortunately, the side lanes were far from the competition area, so they didn't feel uncomfortable walking on the side.

As Manjushri walked, he looked around and found that the scene before him was far more magnificent than he had imagined.

Beneath the enormous dome, over five thousand female soldiers were neatly distributed across various areas...

He glanced at the female soldiers in the center of the field who were undergoing physical testing, performing those difficult maneuvers. Sweat streamed down their backs, glistening under the lights.

Meanwhile, the female soldiers waiting in line were warming up, stretching their limbs and shoulders, while those who hadn't yet entered gathered together to watch the excitement.

His gaze swept past the rows of queues, eagerly searching for Herroyen's location.

On the judging panel's table, several instructors were rigorously scrutinizing the female soldiers' movements below, occasionally glancing down to record something on the scoring board.

Several lieutenant generals sat at the table next to them. Their battlefield experience had made their faces look much more stern, and their eyes were as sharp as blades.

Above them stood Marshal Herroyn, who was present at the scene.

Herroyen sat at the head of the dock, flanked by five adjutants, with a row of neatly arranged female soldiers behind him.

Herroyen's new uniform made him look even more aloof and dignified, with the epaulets and collar badges gleaming with a calm metallic luster under the light.

His posture was relaxed and composed, with his elbows resting on the armrests, his fingertips slightly overlapping, and his gaze fixed on the field below, as if examining some minute detail.

Gradually, he turned his head slightly, his gaze landing precisely on the direction of the side entrance.

Manjushri met his gaze from a great distance, and Herroyen smiled at him with a very faint curve at the corner of his mouth, but for some reason, the other man looked extremely dignified.

Perhaps it's because of that uniform?

Perhaps it's because the angles of that face are too sharp when it turns cold?

No! It must be because he's a veteran of many battles!

That kind of demeanor isn't something you can fake with clothes or a pretty face; it's something that comes from being on the battlefield countless times.

Manjushri stood on the side path, his gaze lingering on Heroion for a few seconds before shifting away.

He held the baby's little paw tightly, and led by Yuze, they continued walking forward...

But a sense of unease had already settled in his heart.

Because of that one glance he made with Holoyen, he indirectly realized that they were not the same kind of people at all.

As he walked, he couldn't help but look up at the aloof and imposing figure surrounded by people high above, and a strange, inexplicable sense of inferiority welled up inside him...

This made Manjushri wonder: if he didn't have the identity of a male insect, would he still be standing next to Heroion today?

Obviously not.

Even though things have come to this, and he not only stands by his side today but also has their insect offspring, it does not diminish Manjushri's respect for the scene just now!

That respect was not fear, but an instinctive, almost awe-inspiring feeling when facing something so vast and heavy that it far exceeded his own understanding, or perhaps timidity, because he had never met any high-ranking officials before.

Manjushri suddenly realized that Herroyen at home and Herroyen in the military district looked completely different.

At home, Herroyne would smile and ask for kisses, and would hold him tightly at night;

Herroyen, a marshal in the military district, is the object of admiration for countless female soldiers and one of the pillars of the empire.

And what about him?

I have never participated in defending my country, never experienced life and death, and never protected anyone important.

His greatest achievement was probably changing diapers, feeding, and comforting children in an orphanage in his past life... But compared to Herroyen's achievements, these things are insignificant.

He's accomplished nothing; he's not worthy of Herroyen at all!

But Herroyne, in his high position, was willing to mistake a fish eye for a pearl...

Manjushri suddenly gripped the baby's little paws tightly, his fingertips tightening slightly.

Noticing her father's movement, Holoiyi looked up at him and asked, "Father? What's wrong?"

Manjushri lowered his head, met those bright, sparkling eyes, and smiled: "It's alright, let's go, let's find a place closer to see."