## Chapter 319 – The Great Bee Uprising
The work proceeded smoothly as usual.
Following Winia’s judgment, we set our course, avoiding the paths we’d recently taken, and advanced deeper into the jungle. Of course, crushing the hornets we encountered along the way was easier than twisting a baby’s wrist.
They were a disaster on a city-wide scale, but in our hands, they were nothing more than pathetic monsters destined to be annihilated.
Only the weak and powerless would be afraid of them.
ㅡTwitch, twitch.
The hornet whose head I had just split open convulsed, spewing out all sorts of fluids. I immediately cut open its abdomen and extracted the venom sac. The price varied depending on the amount of venom inside, but this one seemed to be worth about 3 coopers.
I tied off the end to prevent leakage and put it in my sack. Before I knew it, the full sack had become quite heavy. The fact that it was filled with liquid made it feel squishy too.
Even if we went back with just this, it would be a decent day’s wage.
“Kkam-a, let’s go that way this time.”
“Sounds good.”
Since we were smashing every hornet we came across, the attacks suddenly stopped.
No matter how low their intelligence, all living things possess fear. We were reigning as a clear and present terror.
“But there’s really nothing but hornets here.”
It was literally a hornet field.
The ordinary monsters that had been sparsely seen before had completely disappeared. In reality, there was no way those guys, who even hunted humans, would have left the monsters in their territory alone.
They must have eaten all the monsters and come outside because they ran out of food.
“Last time, there were so many dryads.”
“Why? Are you sad you can’t see any darkie dryads?”
Winia reacted sensitively when I brought up the dryads.
I knew what she was worried about, but I was a perfectly normal person, so no matter how beautiful they were, I would never get turned on by monsters.
On my beautiful home planet, Earth, there were some people with a crazy fetish called ‘monster girl preference.’ They were truly unbelievable, like the darkness of society.
Dryads and alraunes might be beautiful, but they were just monsters. Come to think of it, people with that kind of taste would probably like them a lot.
I don’t understand.
“Sad? I’m relieved. Those devilish bitches.”
“Bullshit. You’d run right over if a darkie had big boobs.”
Big boobs are good, but not if they belong to a monster.
“What do you think of me? And their boobs can’t even compare to yours.”
“Kkam-a, are you comparing my boobs to a monster’s?”
“No, that’s not what I meant.”
“Then what do you mean?”
Winia, catching my words, stretched out her staff and tapped my breastplate. No, comparing Winia’s boobs to those dryad bitches was impossible.
Huge breasts are not something to laugh off.
I’d never seen a woman with bigger boobs than Winia in my life.
“…I’m saying Winia’s boobs are the best.”
“Why are you talking nonsense? You pervert. You just love boobs.”
Winia, smiling playfully, lifted the top of her robe.
ㅡCleavage.
A strong urge to bury my head there surged within me. Like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
“Gah!!!!!!!!!”
I immediately shook off the temptation and shouted.
“She’s trying to seduce me with boobs!!”
I tried to scold her severely. But Winia, already in a playful mood, took out her boobs and showed me her nipples.
“Kkam-a, do you want to come inside?”
“Yes.”
And so, we took a short break, and I buried my face between her breasts. I don’t know how the story ended up like this.
“These boobs can’t even be compared to a dryad’s.”
“Hehe. I already know. I know best how my boobs look.”
My mind had already been trained by Claudia’s lower body and Winia’s upper body.
“Hmph, dryad, huh.”
And just then, Claudia mulled over the words. She was stroking her chin as if thinking seriously.
ㅡFlap, flap.
Her ears were flapping like a rabbit’s.
Her ears always moved to that rhythm when she was thinking strange things.
What are you thinking right now?
“Claudia, you’re thinking something weird, aren’t you?”
“Huh? No?”
When I suddenly approached and asked, she widened her eyes and avoided my gaze, feigning innocence. The strange suspicion I had turned into conviction.
“Then tell me what you were thinking about.”
“Whether a dryad and a human could have a hybrid… Kyaa!!”
I didn’t need to hear any more.
ㅡSwish.
I immediately used footwork to get behind her.
“Kyaat! Kah-eueueut…! Katt!”
I hugged her and bit her protruding ears. Claudia’s ears were a seriously sensitive erogenous zone.
As punishment, I nibbled on them with my teeth, and soon a moan escaped her lips.
“Who told you to think about that!!! Huh!!!”
“Heuuut!! Ka, Katt…! Don’t! I won’t! I won’t do it!!!”
Claudia, her lower body losing strength, trembled and tried to collapse. Of course, she couldn’t fall because I was holding her firmly.
“Hieueueueut!!!”
I restrained her with my muscles and mercilessly teased her ears. What? A hybrid of a dryad and a human? I won’t allow that!!!
“Katt! I’m… I’m going to cum! Stop it! Not here!”
“I was wrong! I didn’t do it!”
“I was wrong!! So forgive me…! Hyaaah?!?!?!”
Concentrating on her ears, Claudia’s body convulsed greatly as she squeezed her thighs together.
At the same time, she let out a loud moan and leaned against me, collapsing. Claudia climaxed easily just by having her ears teased like this.
I don’t know what we’re doing in the living room of killer hornets.
“Haa…”
I sat her down on a flat rock as she breathed heavily.
How dare you think such a thing?
“Really… I was just thinking about whether a hybrid was possible. I would never make Katt do such a thing with a dryad.”
Claudia, taking a deep breath and calming down, glared at me.
“Ugh… my panties are wet. I won’t forgive you when we get back.”
“That’s a good idea, sis. Should we try that thing we bought last time when we get back?”
“We should.”
What, what did you buy?
“What are you going to try?”
“Hehe, look forward to it, Kkam-a. We got something good.”
Did they buy some kind of suspicious drug again?
Seeing them whispering and giggling, I felt a chill. Anyway, we chewed on jerky and dried fruit and rested for a while before heading back into the jungle.
ㅡBoooong!!
Hornets flew in intermittently, but our goal wasn’t these guys, it was the nest. Following Winia’s instructions, we didn’t kill them, we just injured them and sent them away.
If we were lucky, they would lead us to the nest.
ㅡThud, thud.
“Oh. This one feels good.”
“Feels good?”
“Look, Kkam-a. It doesn’t feel like it’s going around in circles like last time, right?”
I focused as much as possible and looked at the current direction.
It doesn’t feel like it’s going around in circles…?
“Until now, those bugs were deliberately going to strange places to hide their nest, but this one seems to be honestly going to the nest.”
“Oh, that’s Winia for you.”
Listening to Winia’s confident voice, it seemed like that was the case. We had tried tracking injured hornets several times, but we hadn’t had any success.
But it seemed like we were finally going to see the results today.
ㅡFor a long time.
After chasing the hornet for a long time, we finally reached the truth of the forest.
Behind the vines.
Between the trees.
ㅡWeeeeeeeeee!!
ㅡBooooooong!!!
ㅡKiiiiiiit!!
Beyond the jungle, there was a huge something that seemed to be the hornets’ nest.
“Hmph, there are quite a few? The nest looks strange too. Is it a completely different monster from the sand hornets?”
It was a beehive.
A huge beehive, befitting the size of the hornets. Numerous killer hornets were busily crawling and flying around there.
“…Are we going to get closer? It seems a bit much.”
“Hmm… I think we just need to find a good place to defend. If we stay there, I can just burn it down with fire.”
That was true.
We pushed through the bushes and approached the beehive to scout out a more suitable location.
ㅡAaaaaaaaah!
ㅡKkeuaaaa!
ㅡSave meeee!
But as we got closer, we heard strange noises.
The noises were very strange.
It sounded like… human voices.
“Katt, did you hear that?”
“You too?”
“Yeah. It’s the sound of human screams.”
Were there adventurers who found this place before us?
And they failed and were caught by the hornets?
“Hmm.”
But something was strange.
The screams weren’t ending quickly… they kept coming.
What was going on?
ㅡRustle, rustle.
As we got closer to the nest, I was able to witness the shocking truth about the screams.
“Uh.”
It was.
“Uhhhhhhhhh?!!!!!!!!”
A truly terribleㅡhell.
ㅡKkeuaaaaaaaa!!!
ㅡSave meeeee!
ㅡIt hurts too muchhhhh!!
In my head.
ㅡCongo in 1900.
The horrific scene of the 1900 massacre of Congolese people by cruel and twisted Belgian murder addicts overlapped.
ㅡMassacre.
ㅡBelgium.
ㅡCongo.
You might ask how chocolate-making chocolate guys could commit a massacre, but in fact, the Belgians were nothing more than cruel criminals who might as well have made chocolate out of people.
ㅡMassacre.
Around 1900, the cruel imperialists Belgians invaded the Congo and made it their colony.
Like all imperialists, they did not hesitate to massacre in the occupied territories, and they indiscriminately massacred the Congolese purely for pleasure.
They simply snatched Congolese babies for fun and threw them far away like shot puts, and burned boys and girls alive while dancing and singing happily like a campfire.
Killing adults was as natural as blinking and breathing, so there was no need to mention it.
It was so terrible that I got goosebumps.
However.
Those were just light after-lunch exercises.
The cruel Belgians did not hesitate to gather a Congolese family in one place and make them kill each other. They showed no guilt at all. Rather, they were so evil that they would bet on who would survive.
The Congolese could not even resist.
Why?
Because the moment they resisted, torture experts hired by the Belgian government would come running to create ‘works.’ The Congolese who saw them creating ‘works’ had no choice but to fight each other to survive.
It would have been better to kill their families than to become the work of Belgian torture experts.
Even these Belgian bastards gathered Congolese boys and girls in zoo cages and machine-gunned them all at once to score points.
Even the right to massacre children was traded at a very high price.
For the worst trash race of the late 19th and early 20th centuries, the Belgians, massacring, slaughtering, strangling, murdering, and annihilating powerless and kind Congolese children was just a fun and happy play culture.
Even among the Belgian bastards, there was a culture of treating the severed limbs of Congolese people as the most valuable trophies, so they went around the Congo kidnapping and massacring people as soon as they took off their sleeping caps and socks in the morning.
It is no wonder that 10 million Congolese died during the colonial period.
It was all because the Belgians carried out pleasure-oriented, cruel massacres.
ㅡAnd such a tragedy.
ㅡWas unfolding before my eyes.
The killer hornets were doing terrible things, just like those cruel imperialist Belgians.
I felt a shock that shattered my brain.
“Oh, oh, oh…!!! Oh, oh!! Oh, oh!!! This is!!! This is absurd!!!!!”
ㅡWeeeeeeeeee!!
ㅡBooooooong!!
Between the beehive.
So.
ㅡIn those hexagonal cells.
The heads of humans screaming in pain were sticking out.
ㅡAaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!
ㅡLet me out!!!!!!!
ㅡMommyyyyyyyy!!
The number was as many as dozens.
People confined in a huge nest, their lower bodies being eaten away by larvae. This was the end of the people kidnapped by the killer hornets!!!
“U, ugh! Ughaa! Ughaa!!! Ughaa!!!!”
A scream burst from my mouth too.
ㅡThe victims were of all ages and genders.
They were all someone’s sons and daughters, screaming in agony. They were not people who deserved to die so miserably and horribly!!
ㅡBooooong!!
In the air, newly kidnapped living people and dead people were constantly being transported to the nest by the hornets’ strong legs.
As the hornet swarm threw the human corpses into the cells of the beehiveㅡ
ㅡSnap!
A large, murderous larva jumped out and grabbed the corpse with its large jaws.
A terrible sight!!!
Only then did I come to my senses and scream again, and I had no choice but to draw my sword! The heads of the people trapped between each cell of the beehive were like the house of the boogeyman!
ㅡKkeuaaaa!!
Those screams that kept flowing out!!!
It was such a grotesque sight!!!
“This isn’t realㅡ!!!!!!!!!!!”
The heads of dozens of people attached to the huge beehive gripped my mind. I couldn’t think of anything anymore.
I couldn’t even tell what was imperialist, what was Belgian, and what was a killer hornet.
I raised my sword and resolved to kill all the hornets here. For the independence of the Congo.
