In the ambassador's email box, a few pictures were downloaded and opened.
Trypophobia warning.
What entered his eyes was a buzzing sound. At first glance, he thought that it was snowing. On the street, under the sky, there were dense white objects dancing like snowflakes everywhere. If he looked carefully, he could see the phantom of wings flapping. They filled the sky densely and occupied the street.
There were fleeing, exclamations, and cries everywhere.
There were houses that were gnawed to pieces like worms and cars covered in insects.
There was also a video.
In the video, there were whispers of fear and rapid breathing. It was French.
"They're everywhere. Oh my god, these are definitely not locusts. This is definitely not!"
The king translated in a low voice.
That video only lasted for more than a minute.