Count Brand had noticed something odd lately.
His Majesty seemed to have become obsessed with watching the Poisonous Sting Bees, running off to the watchtower hive whenever he had a spare moment.
He would even mutter strange things like, 'My precious, my precious…'
This made him curious about the "treasure" in the hive as well.
One day, he could no longer contain himself. He shamelessly sidled up to Chen Yu, cleared his throat, and did his best to strike a pose that was both reserved and curious.
"Your Majesty, could you also let me take a look... bah! I mean, gaze upon your treasure."
"What treasure?" Chen Yu was baffled.
"The treasure in the hive, of course!" Count Brand's reaction was theatrical. 'The more His Majesty tries to hide it,' he thought, 'the more precious it must be.'
"You want to see, too? All right, let's wait for them to come down."
'The treasure has legs?'
