Shameless Transmigration: I turned everyone on!

Divine Creator!

Frozen Milk's fluke show was about to begin.

"Vil."

"Yes, my Lord," Vil also knelt down.

The soldiers were shocked but still didn't dare to look up. Frozen Milk on the other hand secretly praised Vil as he acted along without even needing Frozen Milk to tell him. Was this telepathy?

"You impudent, incompetent lackeys of the honey prince. Do you see who stands before you? Even your revered crown prince knows how to respect me yet you foolish, ignorant bees dare to ignore me?"

Frozen Milk was in his acting element again. Frozen Milk could feel how Prota's admiring gaze burned a sore spot into his chest that could never be healed again. This shame was unbearable.

"W-We dare not-"

"You dare not you say?" Frozen Milk tried his best to sound as cold and arrogant as possible. His words cut sharp and deep into each of the soldiers' poor hearts that cried they weren't paid enough to deal with this gibberish.

"Yet the audacity seems not to spill only from Bro but also from his henchmen to lock the crown prince up while the old king is not here. Do you not know who you serve?"

"We serve the royal family-"

"Yet? Where does your loyalty lay?"

"With the king."

"So, you say the old king has ordered the honey prince to kill the crown prince?"

"We don't dare-"

"You don't dare yet you still say and act! What are your brains for?" Frozen Milk scolded them and he wished to have a fan to hold in his hand and cultivate his elegant bearing, although he must look very pitiful right now.

"I am the creator!"

Gasps. The soldiers were petrified. The creator? This sounded way too powerful!

"I made your king the king he was and is today. I was the one who helped him ascend the throne. An immortal and revered being like me being locked up? Is that logical in your mind? I was sent by the heavens itself and act as their messenger. It seems like the nature side would like to perish under God's wrath."

"No, please have mercy, the second prince he-"

"He what?"

"He has the signature of the king which allows him to command the army and deal with the crown prince! We don't dare to refuse!" the soldiers were in a tight spot, they couldn't refute what Frozen Milk said, but their honey prince was also trapping them in his honey trap! How could they escape? This was impossible!

"It is fake! I can see it with my heavenly and divine third eye! Who does the honey prince want to fool?" Frozen Milk had to hold it in, he could absolutely not mess up this act despite his growing urge to punch himself into a coma. Embarrassing could not even start to describe what this ridiculous situation was.

More gasps followed. The soldiers seemed to buy the bullshit Frozen Milk spat. Maybe poop was more effective than honey. What was worse? Being riled in a pile of poop or smeared with honey? Of course, no one wants to bathe in poop!

Frozen Milk thought it was finally time to do something. The only problem was he had no idea what.

"Come here," Frozen Milk ordered this lowly subject like he ordered frogs to be sentenced into toxic water.

The soldier who has been speaking for the other five behind him, stood up. He also didn't know why he listened to Frozen Milk but he just felt like this person really was a creator, not any but their creator. How can anyone refuse their creator?

"Where is the key to the handcuffs?"

"I-It's with me."

"Uncuff me."

"I cannot, I apologise, heavenly creator!"

Another absurd nickname was attached to Frozen Milk.

"Then I will show you my might!"

The soldier stood right in front of the iron bars, so Frozen Milk grabbed him by the collar and squeezed the poor soldier's face almost through the tiny gap between.

Frozen Milk heard the exaggerated gasps and secretly rolled his eyes. What was he going to do now?

He had no other choice. Frozen Milk took a deep breath and cumulated power for his absolute death technique, the one that even brought down the mighty villain.

Frozen Milk let go of the collar but then quickly- stab stab stabbity stab the soldier in the eyeballs with his two fingers.

The soldier instantly sunk to the floor and cried in anguish.

"As expected of my Lord," Vil held his face and it was clear the trauma when Frozen Milk did the same to him still lingered.

The other soldiers instantly kowtowed as if they've lost their minds. How could they not, their captain was just handled like this, this creator was indeed fearsome and divine!

Glimpse Water snickered in the back as the system in Frozen Milk's mind did teh same. Prota was the only one who was in his right mind and fumbled through the captain's clothes to find the key.

The captain was still crying in pain and Frozen Milk finally knew what true acting meant.

"Stop this now," Frozen Milk was pissed, how dare such an unimportant character be more impressive than him, "It's not that bad, I was lenient on you."

"Oh..." the soldier regained his sanity.

Meanwhile, Prota successfully uncuffed them and Frozen Milk motioned him to give him the key. Frozen Milk apparently didn't have enough and harassed the captain through the bars again but in truth, he just wanted to slip the key back.

Then after he accomplished it, he said, "Do you still dare to doubt your creator?"

Frozen Milk showed their free hands and the handcuffs lying on the ground before Vil then destroyed them.

The soldiers shook their heads and kowtowed until their foreheads bled, "All praise the divine creator!"

They were truly converted. What king? What prince? They only knew their holy creator!

"So let us out," Frozen Milk needed to speed things up.

"Yes, yes," the captain immediately let them out.

Frozen Milk and the others wanted to split when the captain said, "You need to be careful, however, divine creator. The second prince has his private force that is at least as strong as the crown prince."

Oh no, Frozen Milk knew there was trouble. It turned out that the honey Bro had his own special lackeys. It must've been them who kidnapped Holbe without any problems.