The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1089

Chapter 1089: Five-Letter Word

The Queen was freed as quickly as possible after the unanimous conclusion that they were dealing with an entirely different level of environmental crisis.

But then, instead of remaining safely inside the hive to focus solely on producing workers and stabilizing the colony, the Queen unexpectedly flew out herself.

"!!!"

That had been unthinkable!

Naturally, a great number of worker bees immediately followed after her because allowing their Queen to wander alone was absolutely unacceptable.

But why did such a thing even happen to an already fortunate colony?

Well, one might assume this was because they were searching for a larger home.

And technically?

That was partly true.

With how rapidly their bodies were increasing in size, the hive they had been gifted would eventually become far too small for them.

And at the rate things were progressing, future workers would probably struggle to fit inside the cells they themselves thought of constructing.

However, that wasn’t the true reason the Queen had personally ventured outside. Because for such work, scouts should’ve taken the lead instead.

So no.

The real reason was that peculiar scent.

A scent so strange and irresistible that even the colony’s most precious existence felt compelled to pursue it personally.

See, they could already be considered as prosperous bees given the foraging area around them.

But unlike the absurdly rich nectar already saturating the environment, this scent felt entirely different.

It was deeper.

More intoxicating.

Something primal enough that the colony instinctively understood one terrifying truth.

If they truly wished to thrive in this environment...

Then they absolutely needed whatever that scent belonged to.

And so, guided by instinct, the Queen eventually arrived at the source alongside several loyal daughters.

There, they discovered a human carefully tending to the object of their obsession.

The plant.

And oddly enough—

Even the fruit. Which was surprising considering how bees would only tend to go after fruit when they were in a state of nectar dearth!

Sure enough, for reasons none of the bees could properly comprehend, every instinct within them screamed that the nectar and pollen from that plant were essential to their colony’s future.

And so, despite the task being utterly beneath what a Queen normally should do, she snuck around the oblivious human alongside her workers while Jax remained distracted by his gardening and cheerful music.

Then they fed.

At first, nothing particularly dramatic happened.

However, what followed afterward would’ve likely broken the minds of most scientists.

Because the bees that should’ve only molted during their larval and pupal stages suddenly began defying those biological expectations entirely.

Their bodies changed.

Shifted.

Adapted.

Unfortunately, the process also looked suspiciously similar to dying.

The Queen and several workers abruptly lost strength almost immediately after feeding from what might as well have been forbidden fruit for their species.

One by one, they dropped from the air.

Thankfully, however, fate remained merciful toward the reckless little creatures.

Because by the time the most resilient of the workers realized something inexplicable had happened to their Queen, the surviving bees had already tumbled directly into the unsuspecting human’s belongings.

And without realizing it at all—

Jax accidentally became responsible for their survival.

__

There had been no exact precedent for what had just happened.

And even now, when they tried questioning the visibly stumped cadet at the center of the incident, Jax himself only seemed half aware of what he’d accidentally gone through.

The redhead furrowed his brows deeply as though trying to piece together fragmented memories.

"I just remember feeling kind of sick lately..." he admitted slowly.

"Sick?!" Luca immediately exclaimed in alarm.

Several others also looked startled.

Naturally, they were of course worried, but at the same time, those who heard his words couldn’t help but wonder how that could be possible when Jax always looked like the poster boy for health.

In fact, he was so healthy that if he were to be labeled as listless, then everyone else should just be classified as walking corpses.

Especially after witnessing everything Jax had been doing the past several days, nobody would’ve guessed he was supposedly unwell.

However, the redhead merely nodded seriously.

"Yes," he confirmed. "Not only did my rice intake decrease from five bowls to three per meal..."

"..."

"But my rounds to check on my children and grandchildren also dropped from four times a day to only two."

"..."

Jax explained all of this with complete sincerity while the surrounding group collectively stared at him in utter disbelief.

Somehow, the more he elaborated, the more everyone looked spiritually exhausted instead.

"But what really worried me," Jax continued gravely, "was my plank duration."

"???"

"It’d become abnormally terrible. That’s when I started seriously questioning my health."

"..."

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