I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen

Chapter 65: The Invitation of the Sprite Queen

In the days that followed, Charles spent his time training with the spear in the vast forest.

Perhaps due to his low proficiency in spear-fighting techniques, he often felt a sense of awkwardness, necessitating a long period of practice to hone his skills.

Meanwhile, his daily routine included chatting with Rose, the innocent succubus, and managing high-end item transactions on the regional channel and the Global Channel.

As the number one Overlord, he had access to numerous channels and was constantly accumulating treasures. If he didn't sell them off periodically, they would gather dust.

These tasks couldn't be handed over to the parchment-less female slaves, who were often too busy anyway, so it fell to him, the Overlord.

This lifestyle continued for at least two months, a period of tranquility that was no less enjoyable than his days as a young master in the real world.

Ah, such fond memories~

"Not bad, not bad. Medusa truly is the top warrior under my command. She's already broken through to the lower Fourth Tier, and with her Seventh Tier techniques, she can achieve the power of the upper Fourth Tier."

"Little Green and Catherine are doing well too. They've both reached the upper Third Tier and are not far from breaking through to the Fourth Tier." Charles said, looking at the three women most closely linked to him through the information network, feeling very satisfied.

Initially, he had considered replicating his own path and creating a powerful Bloodthirsty Zerg to help Medusa advance. However, after a period of seclusion, she managed to break through to the Fourth Tier on her own.

As expected of the princess who nearly seized the throne of the Serpent Empire—not only were her methods ruthless and seasoned, but her cultivation progress was also remarkably swift.

In the Serene Forest, where the Third Tier was considered the ceiling, their Zerg had no opponents left. It seemed his role as Overlord wouldn't be needed much in the coming days.

Just then, his parchment began to glow faintly.

[Eve: Hi, my silly fiancé, do you have time to accept your fiancée's invitation to visit the Forest of Elves?] MvLeMpYr-article

The Forest of Elves?

Charles was momentarily taken aback, unsure what his fiancée, who never invited him without a reason, wanted this time.

Could it be... she's feeling lonely?

[Charles: What's up?]

[Eve: Oh, nothing much. Just wanted to thank you for your help recently, so I thought I'd invite you over to sample some of our elven specialty wine.]

[Eve: I bought a wandering brewmaster from the Land of Turmoil, and after I killed him, I had my minions study his craft. Now that they've succeeded, I thought of you.]

[Eve: Don't get any wrong ideas. You know I'm a conservative woman, so I won't be seducing you into doing anything weird.]

Reading these messages, Charles couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile.

Perfect timing. He could afford to set aside the Zerg matters for a while.

With the one-year mark approaching, he could start focusing on developing his relationship with Eve. After all, in the future, they'd likely be each other's only support in the Land of Turmoil.

Though most of the support would be coming from him, in the end, given their families' centuries-long connection, there was a natural foundation of trust between them.

Of course, in his previous life, the Augustine family was destroyed precisely because of this, and his fiancée Eve had completely disappeared without a trace.

But now, things were different. They were both still here, so Charles didn't mind sharing this good news with Eve in advance.

Come to think of it, was it really good news that the barrier between Blue Star and the Continent of Overlord had become like this?

Catherine gave Charles a sidelong glance, feeling like he didn't fully grasp his capabilities.

As a little Third Tier, she couldn't keep up with everything. Otherwise, she'd be completely overwhelmed!

"Hmph, it's because you're too strong, Master. I had to ask Sister Medusa for help, or I'd have died in bed long ago." Catherine grumbled. Then she asked, "Going to that fiancée of yours, can I come along?"

Charles thought for a moment and eventually said yes.

However, Catherine chose to stay, stating that there was a rather important piece of research in the Zerg that needed her attention right now.

In other words, she was too busy.

After that, he gave a quick instruction to notify him once Little Green arrived, and Catherine promptly agreed.

His second stop was the barracks. Hearing the intense sounds of weapons clashing inside, Charles knew that Medusa hadn't followed his orders to rest in her room.

What a training fanatic~

Sure enough, he soon heard Medusa's scolding voice: "You lot are the worst batch I've ever had! With brains as dull as yours, I seriously doubt that your Third Tier strength is anything but a fluke—it's utterly useless!"

" Serpent One, where's your spear? As a Zerg warrior, your weapon is your lifeblood. Abandon those sharp teeth, forget that unwieldy tail!"

Hearing her slightly weakened voice, a hint of concern flashed in Charles's eyes.

He then slowly made his way into the barracks, just in time to witness Medusa personally drilling the troops.

This time, they weren't practicing the familiar Serpentine Swarm formation but had switched to a weapon-totem formation that exuded an aura of sharpness and lethality.

[Queen's Royal Guard]

[Race: Zerg]

[Combat Strength: Third Tier Lower → Third Tier Middle]

[Skills: Advanced Spear Techniques, Slaughter Formation...]

[Description: A high-level Zerg legion personally trained by Princess Serpent, each member possesses the power to take on ten, or even a hundred foes.]

So it's called the Slaughter Formation. Quite fitting.

The formation of their spears slowly took on a familiar shape—it was the Spear of the Overlord?

Charles looked at the brief description of the Slaughter Formation in amazement, gaining a deeper appreciation for Medusa's strategic prowess.

Not just a military genius, but also a master of countless formation techniques.

Well, my female slaves are indeed multi-talented.

After a while, as the formation solidified, a blood-red spear shadow began to coalesce.

In the next moment, an overwhelming pressure enveloped the area, and that virtual Spear of the Overlord seemed to possess an echo of Charles's own aura.

This was a level of skill bordering on the divine. Charles couldn't help but nod in approval.

Impressive, truly impressive. My female slave is remarkable!