Count Bran had recently discovered something strange.
His Majesty Slime seemed to have become obsessed with watching the Stinger Bees, running to the watchtower hive whenever he had nothing to do.
He even kept muttering strange things like, "Treasure, treasure..."
That made Count Bran curious about the treasure inside the hive as well.
This day, he finally could not hold himself back. With a shameless grin, he sidled up to Chen Yu, cleared his throat, and tried his best to look reserved yet curious.
"Your Majesty, could you let this count have a look too... Pah, I mean, behold your treasure?"
"What treasure?" Chen Yu was rather baffled.
"Of course, the treasure in that hive." Count Bran reacted extravagantly. The more His Majesty wanted to hide it, the more precious he was sure the treasure had to be.
"You want to see it too? Then wait for them to come down."
"The treasure can grow legs?"
The baffling yet impressive feeling made it seem as though a little claw were scratching at his heart.
Soon, ten Stinger Bees with freshly gleaming carapaces flew down from the hive. Like soldiers awaiting inspection, they held their heads high and chests out, lining up neatly before Chen Yu.
"Where's the treasure? Where is it?"
"The treasure is right in front of you."
"These Stinger Bees are treasure?"
Count Bran's eyes widened. He circled the Stinger Bees, inspecting them again and again, as though trying to find what made them different.
Yet there was nothing.
The enormous sense of disappointment instantly left him listless.
"Cough, cough... Your Majesty must be joking. There's nothing this count hasn't seen, much less a few tiny Stinger Bees."
"They're very formidable, you know."
Count Bran spread his wings and proudly raised his head.
"It isn't that this count