《DK (Dropped)》Chapter IX - Family Supper?
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"Everyone sit down, Ragnar put the bunnies in front of me!" I said to the wasps while waving my hand for everyone to gather.
Once again the three warriors lined up, while the queen still laid on my legs.
"So, what are you waiting for? Eat!" (DK)
But they still did not eat, they simply kept staring at me.
"Please eat first!" Said Cleopatra as the other 3 agreed.
(I forgot, I am the first living skeleton they meet!)
"Do not worry about me, I do not need to eat, please help yourselves!" Once again, I suggested them to eat.
The three warriors stood there, waiting, it was clear that the first one that had to pick, was their queen.
"Of course, our White God does not even need to eat!" Said Cleopatra as she grabbed a bunny for herself.
At the moment she took a bite, the warriors also picked theirs too.
Wasps eating bunnies was rather unique.
(They are even eating the fur and the bones!)
While Cleopatra ate with no rush, chewing well one bite at a time like royalty, Ragnar was eating huge chunks with some speed, Leonidas in the other hand, was eating with small bites, taking his time to enjoy his meal.
Caesar was the more unique of them, he was the only one who grabbed 2 bunnies at the same time, with each on a different hand, he took huge chunks like Ragnar, but Caesar was faster that him.
Everyone ate, except for me, from time to time, they would pause, just to laugh or giggle and then return to eat.
I let them eat in peace, just staring at them, thinking about the future.
At the end, everyone ate two bunnies with the exception of Caesar who had three.
"I could eat one more!" (Caesar)
"Then go hunt them!" (Ragnar)
"Speaking of wich, Caesar did you not go hunting just a while ago?" (DK)
"Well..." (Caesar)
"pff" This sound came from Leonidas. "H-He did not catch anything!" He said while trying not to burst into laughing in front of his brother.
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If a wasp could blush, this would be one of the times Caesar would.
"Even after I caught so many, you failed to get one?" (Ragnar)
"It is not my fault!Those things are so fast! You are only able to catch them because you have functioning wings!"(Caesar)
For a moment I thought they were about to fight over this silly thing, but now that Caesar mentioned their wings, I decided to change the subject of hunting.
"Speaking of wich, why most of you cannot fly?" (DK)
Ragnar and Caesar looked at each other.
"Great DK, do you not know about the mana winds that reside on high altitude?" (Ragnar)
"I am sure our White God knows that!" (Cleopatra)
(This could go wrong) I thought to myself as they awaited an answer for me. (It is time for more bullshitsu!)
"I said that I was Lord of this Land, not the Air, besides, do you see wings on me that could allow to fly high as you do Ragnar?" I answered Ragnar's question with a question.
"You are right, my apologies, Great White God!" (Ragnar) "As I am sure that you know, your land is a huge valley surrounded by high mountain rocks that are impossible to cross by foot, with the exception of the entrance path, the one we used to escape from the Arach. At the beginning, we planned to fly over the mountains, but the mana winds that flow all over them on high altitude did not allow us passage."
(No, I did not know this, but thank you for the intel, there is also mana in this world? Yay, that means there must be some crazy son of a bitch that can throw overpowered spells!)
"And when we did, our wings got internally damaged, Ragnar was lucky as he was on the back of our party, so he was able to prevent it." (Caesar)
"It was also the reason I was unconscious for a long time as I was one of those in the front!" (Cleopatra)
"Yes dammit!" (Caesar) "Before trying to fly away, we were 200 strong protecting our Princess... I mean, our beloved Queen!"
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"Many sacrificed their lives to shield her from the fall, me, Caesar and some others got lucky as well!" Added Leonidas to the conversation as he was about to cry.
"Out of 200, I saw at least 40 survive from the fall, but before we could reorganize, we were attacked by the Arach again! One by one warriors died to distract them as five of us were chosen to carry the princess by land!" (Caesar)
"Even that was not enough, a small group of Arach managed to break trough and followed us into your land." (Ragnar)
(From what I can tell, mana winds act like leeches for their wings and those Arach will return for the finish blow? Hopefully they will take the same time as that dragon girl took to return to Mesteros)
"Do not worry, as long as you do as I tell you, Your race will survive!" (DK)
The three warriors bowed their heads while Cleopatra seemed to be hugging my bones more tightly.
"I do have a question that needs to be answered for the importance of the survival of this Hive." As I said this to the wasps, they stood still, awaiting for my question, hoping to answer it.
"Ragnar told me that there are traders that supply you with weapons, do you know who they are? Do they know where you are? Will they attempt to trade with us?" (DK)
"I know!" Spoke Cleopatra with a giggle, "On our previous Hive, the queens used to trade with a group called KOT, Keepers of Trading, unfortunately, it is unlikely they know where we are, as for the rest of the world, our old Hive and connections are dead."
"Yes, trading matters were always managed only by the queens, not only they sold us weapons but also repaired them!" (Caesar)
Ragnar and Leonidas did not spoke, as they did not know much about this matter.
"Thank you, that is enough information about them for now." (DK)
(We do not even have much to trade with, unless they are fans of bunny bodies, maybe their furs or meat will be worth something?)
"Tomorrow is a new day, the first eggs will crack into larvae." I said this while petting Cleopatra with one finger. "Cleopatra, you should get some sleep!"
"Yes, what you say is always true," Cleopatra said as she slowly rose up."Good night everyone!"
"Good night!" (DK)
"Good night your Highness!" The three warriors said in sync, leaving me a bit surprised.
As she walked up to her bedroom in the second floor, the three warriors rose up.
"I will keep first watch!" (Ragnar)
"Very well, Leonidas, do you want second or third?" (Caesar)
"W-Would prefer third if possible." (Leonidas)
"No problem, I take second!" (Caesar)
I was amused at this scene.
But 1 minute later, they still stood there looking at me.
(Oh! Let me think, ah, this should work...)
"You are dismissed, good job on making a fast watch assignment!" (DK)
They bowed their heads and as intended, Ragnar took position on the entrance with his spear while Leonidas and Caesar went up the stairs.
(What to do now?)
While it was late for the wasps, it was basically morning for me.
"I guess I will take a stroll." I mumbled to myself.
"Clack clack" Were the sounds of my steps as I walked to the entrance where Ragnar was standing on guard.
As I reached him, I said "Keep on guarding. I will take a stroll."
"Wait! Great DK! Should you not take Leonidas or Caesar as escort?" (Ragnar)
I kept walking past him. "I have no need for an escort to walk among my own land, I will return before the sun rises, if in doubt, just remember what I am to you!" (DK
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He stood there quiet for a few seconds until answering.
"Yes! Do not worry! White God! We will protect this Hive until you return!" Ragnar shouted towards me.
I did not answer as I simply raised my right arm to say good bye, be right back, while walking down the hill.
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