Epic Of Bee Chapter 202
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Geth had no words left to speak; his face was already completely covered over with golden nectar. I put my arms under him and then deactivated NekoBee Zero-G Playtime, floating back to a tunnel floor.
We were no longer in that place, but the Hydroid parts were still here, and so were the slimes. I was mainly relieved about that, and I put Geth's body on the ground and wondered if I should have given him more?
I unmerged with Serria and then told Tagsig to do the same.
"Sig, I want you and Tag to get the Jelly picked up and stored. Try to keep it alive, if that is a thing," I said to Sig, and both the men nodded and ran off and around the Hydrion scarp like nothing had happened, but I think that they had fun.
"What do you think about him? Do you think that we should give him more?" I asked Serria as she walked around to the other side.
"How many did you give him?! Are you alright? Your vitals say you are, but a confirmation would be nice!" Gamble asked frantically.
This was the first time that I had heard from him since he warned us to run. I could see why he would be worried, but that didn't stop Serria from laughing at him; I think that she was still a bit ramped up from the battle.
"Yes, we are fine, and two does, but he is a God and a Fallen. I don't know what this will do to him, but if it was his own choice, then I don't really think it will change anything," I said, and Gamble was Quiet for a moment, but then spoke, and that said a lot for the situation.
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"Give him three more doses; he should be able to handle it. I don't think the BeeBliss can hurt him anyways," Gamble said.
At first, I thought that that was a lot, but then, I had been just about to pump a machine gun worth into him; what was three more? I loaded up three more into my finger and poked them in, one at a time.
At first, nothing happened, but then the body ached up, and the dark purple of his skin started to change into dark gray and black fur, and I watched in amazement. I didn't really have time for this, but if Geth turned out to be someone good, he might be able to help me free Pendra without hurting her.
The honey started to melt away from a muscular middle-aged man that had wolf ears and features to match. Once the serum melted away from his face, Geth's eyes slowly opened, and he looked up at me; and at first, he looked confused, then he smiled, but I didn't let down my guard.
"What have you done to me? Me? Can I really say that after all this time? Can I say it? Granthus… Can I even count the days since I last was allowed to say my own name? The years?" Granthus asked himself, and I knelt down to him.
"You know who I am, right?" I asked and then waited as he looked up at me and nodded, smiling weakly.
"Aye, yes I do, Queen Ashia of the People. I owe this great honor to you then; because you helped me be able to say my own name. Such a small little thing, but it means everything to me, but we had better get going if we are going to undo what I have done. I hope you have a lot more of that stuff that you gave me," Granthus said to me, and I nodded, standing back up.
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"Yes, I would appreciate the help, but not before you swear yourself to me, just like Beezli and Pelleta," I said to Granthus as the men were walking back over with bits of green goo all over them.
"Of course, I recognize you as my Queen, and I pledge myself to you, under one condition," Granthus said, and I tensed up and was about to smash reality to grab the Angle Divide, but Granthus put his hands up to stop me. "No, no, it's nothing bad; I just want you to find the rest of the Fallen and do this for them. It was them that did this to us, or it was him, A1."
I went quiet and then nodded my head. There was no balance, there were only measured challenges, and that was what the Fallen were to the Risen of the Everclock.
"Good, then I am yours," Granthus said, and then gave me a bow as he burst with light, and I let out the breath that I had been holding, that I didn't need to, but old habits die hard.
[Subject: Granthus]
[Class: Golem Crafter]
[Gene: Golem]
"Then we need to get moving, and you can explain if there are any traps on the way. Everyone, let's get to the target," I called out, and everyone started to move with Tag and Sig in the lead and Serria behind me as a lookout.
Granthus ran beside me as I floated; he looked happy in the white and golden Hex-colored scientist robe that Gamble had first worn. That was good, not that I had him in my Hive, and how that he was actually in the robes, I felt better about everything.
"What can we do for her? And are there any traps ahead?" I asked him as we moved.
"No traps, I was supposed to be what stopped you, but you are quite resourceful. As for your sister, I am not really sure what we will be able to do for her. I covered her in Lichtar, so it is a matter of her will, and even if there is a little bit of her left that wants to fight, I am sure whatever you gave me will pull her back to the surface," Granthus explained, and I nodded, and the called up ahead. "Let's pick up the speed; the sooner we are there, the sooner…."
"...We are home! Don't worry, our most excellent Queen, we didn't forget!" Tag and Sig called at the same time, and I smiled inwardly.
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