Epic Of Bee Chapter 7
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Together, our group started to move again, and I had Riza on one side and Messia on the other. The two little girls were flying behind me but staying low.
Made me wonder why they just didn't fly all the time? Should be faster, right?
I ignored the question for the moment, I was two drawn into Leah's new Bee Brawler body. In place of her muscled cylinder shape was now a fit and toned hourglass frame.
Before like Messia and the little girls still are, Leah had no defining features. She wasn't ugly, but then she couldn't be called pretty either.
Now, it was a different story, and her large golden eyes would glance back at me periodically. When I would catch her, she would turn away quickly with a small smile.
"Why do you wait to do whatever it is that you do? I am not complaining, I just…" Messia asked, her voice trailing off.
She was glancing at the bodies of Riza and Leah. I knew what she meant, but I wanted to wait until we were safe.
"I want to wait, you're not a fighter. I mean, when I give you the Hive Point, I don't think that you will get the same kind of upgrade. I don't know for sure, but if it is something different, I want to do it alone," I said slowly.
Am I right, System? And do you have a name?
'Confirmed, Subject Messia is not of the Warrior Class. Subject Messia is of the Retinue Class. My name is The Queen System. I am a specialized program that was encoded to you upon rebirth by the Timeduss,' the mechanized voice replied.
Retinue Class? I wondered what that meant? And your name is going to be Queeny from now on, okay?
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'Confirmed,' Queeny replied as Messia started to speak.
"Oh? Is that so? You aren't wrong about me not being a warrior, I am part of your Retinue. My job is to take care of you, so I guess that does make sense why do you want to wait… and do it alone. How are you so mature?" Messia asked in puzzlement.
Ooo, this was a tough one. Did I want to hide that I was from another world, or that I was actually a man trapped in a sexy bee body?
Yes, it was a very sexy body, and I could confirm that from being a man at one point. I wasn't completely naked, my body seemed to have its own shell-like clothing that I could actually retract to completely expose my hand full of breast.
Messia had scolded me for showing myself off to the world, as she said, but I was just trying to get used to the new body. There was also the weird and blank feeling of something being missing from between my legs.
That part would also wait, I might get a little too carried away and we were out in the… open. I was about to say public, but there wasn't a soul around.
I could see that the world ahead was starting to get greener. Far up ahead there was some smoke coming up from behind the hill that we were coming up to. I looked over at Messia, and she was looking at me again with that look that I couldn't put my finger on.
"I died, and then was sent to this world from a place completely different than this one. I have all my memories from living almost twenty-four years in that body, as a man," I said and then waited as Messia's eye peeled wide open in shock.
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"You were a man before this?!" Was all Messia could utter.
"Yes," I said smiling.
"Oh," Messia said while turning away and going a bit red in the face red.
As we walked, I watched Messia slowly touch a hand to her lips and then ran a finger across them slowly. This must have come to her as a shock, and now I'll probably never see that look again.
My feet were really starting to get sore, and I wanted to get my mind off Messia, and my admission. So, I tried to move my wings, and they started to buzz fast and lifted me off the ground.
Messia grabbed my lower right hand but didn't pull me back down. I was thankful that she had grabbed me, or I might have just kept going up.
"You need to be careful, my queen," Messia said, still looking forward as she pulled me along.
My feet felt better, but I didn't like when she called me her Queen. I guess that just meant that I was right, and announcing myself just ruined any chance of whatever I had felt was.
I sighed and put the thought out of my head, I had more than just a woman to worry about right now. What was a sage anyways?
I knew they were supposed to be smart hermits or something like that, but that was about all I had to go on. I didn't want to ask Messia right now, but then I didn't really want to ask the others, and seem like I was avoiding talking to her.
We had gotten close enough now and with my lift into the air, I could see the village of thatched huts. I could also see cute pointy long ears sticking up from the people's heads, and long bushy, and striped furry tails.
My mood instantly rose along with my excitement, and I turned to Messia. This question was more along the lines of need to know, the sage I would learn regardless.
"Why didn't we just fly here? I asked, looking at Messia as we neared the village.
"This area isn't safe to be in the air, and too many of us flying would attract attention. We have been lucky to come this far without more trouble, my," Messia said, but I cut her off before she could say it, not being able to hold back after all the day's stress.
"Please don't call me that. I am sorry that I was not the woman you thought I was, but I am still… a woman on the outside, right?" The words were stupid and I regretted every one of them as they came out of my mouth, but Messia smiled at me innocently.
"I am sorry, I thought that with you being a man on the inside that you would want me to address you by title. I would much prefer how it was before, and I am sorry for making you feel that you needed to explain yourself to me," Messia said, giving me that look again, and that made the regret disappear, making my body feel lighter again.
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