A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

There was silence in the hall, only the aftertone of King Camos's full laughter echoed. Everyone basically couldn't recover, and stared at the scene in front of him with open mouth.

Including eating a melon quietly and imagining a better future, but suddenly being lifted high, and then one of the children appointed King Wang, the whole person was ashamed.

Suddenly, there was a very slight click. It was the sound of a stunned little fat man who accidentally accidentally dropped his quill on his hand.

This usually subtle and negligible sound, this moment seemed to suddenly turn on the sound switch in the terrifyingly quiet hall.

Wow, the whole hall looks like a boiled water, and it boils all at once.

"Wait, wait a minute, Your Majesty—"

"No, this is absolutely not possible!"

"King Camos! How can you do it without permission—"

"Please think again!"

After being shocked for a few seconds, Xie Muer, who finally recovered, was frowning. He wore the ink-stained dress and quickly stepped forward to walk to Camos.

"King Kamos." The priest of Samash who spoke was obviously very bad. "Please take back your words immediately!"

"why?"

Camos said that tone was careless.

He didn't go to see Xie Muer who had come to him, just looked at Gallan he was holding with a smile.

Looking at the child's eyes that were wide open to him, and the expression that was lost, he immediately felt a sense of accomplishment. He smiled and retracted his hand, holding the child in one hand, and rubbing the soft hair of the child who was still in one hand with one hand.

Ah, it’s soft, fluffy, warm, and it feels good.

The new brother Wang expressed satisfaction.

"In short, please put this child down first."

For this king who always likes not to play cards according to common sense, Xie Muer feels a headache.

When he was accompanied by Camos, who was still a prince, he and a group of accompanying friends were often tossed about by the prince who wanted to come out.

It can be said that at that time, he was the only person who adhered to the doctrine of integrity and selflessness of the sun **** Shamash, and continued to insist on protesting the actions of Prince Camos, while others had been numb and tossed with Prince Camos.

Of course it didn't help him to protest.

"No."

King Camos simply rejected his subordinate's proposal, hugged the child in his arms tighter, and gave him a stern look at his priest with a vigilant expression on his face.

He said, "He is my younger brother."

"Let's put this boy down first." With a heavy scepter on his hands, King Nirvana wanted to hit the head of King Camos with such a violent impulse. Xiemuer felt his head hurt even more. "You scared him Now."

"Ok?"

When Xiemuer said this, Camos looked down subconsciously.

But Xiemuer was wrong, the child in his arms didn't show a terrified look, just looked at him with big round eyes. Maybe it was a bit ignorant when he was lifted up at first, but now it reacted, and then stared hard at his face, sweeping around, his eyes almost seemed to peel off his face.

After Camos looked at him and looked at him, the child not only did not converge, but became more intense. While staring at him, he extended two small hands and pinched his cheeks on both sides, rubbing hard. Knead, tug hard, tug hard.

Of course, the child's strength, in the eyes of King Camos, the so-called pulling force is the same as touching his face.

King Camos thought for a moment and immediately realized.

"Ha ha ha ha ha-how? Do you think Brother Wang is handsome?"

Camos laughed with a natural expression on his face, said with a smile, proudly raised his chin, so that his younger brother can more easily touch his handsome heroic face.

He took it for granted that his younger brother must especially like his handsome face before staring hard at it, or even touching it.

That's right, this kid must have been handsome by himself.

Camos thought this way, more and more vigorously, rubbed his little brother's head hard, the soft, fluffy touch on his fingers made his desire dissatisfied for more than two decades | desires were filled full.

Xie Muer: ""

This kind of narcissistic, arrogant, self-righteous, and self-confident self-confident personality cannot be changed.

If this is not the king of Aaron Landis, God knows how many people would want to squat and stay at his door every day to find a chance to beat him.

Not at all concerned about his hair being messed up by Camos's big hand. Like the bird's nest, Gallan's eyes were fixed on Camos' face.

But the reason why he stared at Camos' face was not because Camos thought he liked the handsome face, but

Is this person King Camos?

Brother Camos? !

wait wait wait.

This is wrong.

Very, very wrong!

Gallan tried hard to recall the appearance of King Camos in his memory.

Although in the past few times, he spent very little time with his nominal brother, but in any case, he could not even recognize the appearance of King Camos.

In his memory, King Camos looks like most of his face is wrapped in curled dark brown beards, almost the entire head is wrapped in curly hair, and his body is extremely muscular. It's like steel. The whole person looked more like a tower, with arms as strong as a tree trunk, and sounds like a Hong Zhong, walking on the road. From a distance, at first glance, it looked like a big brown bear walking upright.

At this moment, Gallan stared hard at the handsome young man who was holding him, although he was also tall and strong, but he could be called a tall, long and handsome young man.

Garland: ""

So Brother Camos, what have you experienced in the next nine years! ! !

Ah, years are really terrible.

Garland felt that he was shocked by the most terrifying shock since his rebirth at this moment, and was frightened by the terrible years.

He was so thrilled that he forgot the most critical thing now. It wasn't until an expressionless Samash priest spoke again that he suddenly reacted.

"King Camos, please take back what you just said."

Wait, what did King Camos just say?

auzw.com Brother Wang?

I?

From now on?

No, no, you can’t do that.

For me, let me be the younger brother is equivalent to putting me a mortal flag. I painstakingly handed over the white paper and disqualified myself so that I could be sent back—I finally pulled out the flag.

As a result, you just pulled me out after a hard sentence|The flag that came out was inserted back again?

Am I playing?

Just when Gallan couldn't hold his breath, the assist came.

"That kind of joke, please take it back."

The expressionless Shamash priest spoke.

That remark made Gallan, who was unhappy in his heart, immediately give him a compliment.

Very good, Xie Muer, continue.

"You should know that your present choice is related to the future of Aaron Landis. It is not a child's play and cannot be determined by your preferences."

well said! carry on!

"King Kamos, the child you have chosen now obviously does not have the capacity to bear the future of this kingdom."

Although he didn't want to be a younger brother, Gallan still had a subtle discomfort after being said.

However, unhappy, unhappy, he still wanted to continue shouting to Xie Muer.

Come on, don't be polite, continue to work hard, and be sure to dispel the willful king of Aaron Landis.

"Yes, Your Highness, please think carefully."

"King Camos, that's the heir to the throne, you can't be so careless anyway--"

"Master Xiemuer is right, please rethink the king."

"His Majesty!"

"Wang--"

Other officials who had come back to their minds also persuaded Camos to talk about it, hoping to dispel the whim of their king.

The young Wang raised his thick eyebrow.

"I see." He said, "You go on, and from these little ghosts, pick a younger brother you think is qualified."

The words of King Camos made everyone happy and relieved.

But this breath wasn't completely finished, and King Camos's next sentence choked them back.

I saw that King Camos lifted the child in one fell swoop, raised it with one hand, and let him sit on his left shoulder, holding the hand beside him and hugged him.

He said casually: "I took Brother Wang to eat first."

Xie Muer: ""

People who could not get up and down in the throat: ""

"Your Majesty, you can't be so capricious!"

"You are too much--"

"How can I choose separately?"

Camos put his arm around the child on his shoulder, turned his head, and looked at the crowd.

"You are talking about choosing brother Wang, but you are not talking about choosing a few."

"Although, though the words are right"

"So, I chose the brother I wanted, and you choose another brother you want."

King Camos said, take for granted. His gaze swept across his subjects, and the invisible sense of power made everyone bow their heads.

"Do you have any other questions."

He said that his face was calm and his tone was light, but he had a kind of majesty that he did not dare to violate.

His voice, his language, was not angry.

He is the king of Aaron Landis.

The noisy crowd was silent at this moment, and the hall was silent again.

Xie Muer stood in silence for a moment, then looked down.

"Follow your will, my king."

King Camos nodded, and the sense of oppression looming from his body disappeared instantly. He laughed and patted the younger brother sitting on his shoulder.

"Okay, you are my brother now."

The man's golden-brown eyes glanced at Gallan, full of smiles in his eyes. The **** looked like a lion who dragged the **** prey that had just been killed to the little buddy, and made a merit to be rewarded. The eyes were full of words-come, don’t be polite, praise me quickly , Praise me, praise me handsome.

See, it is so easy and simple to get a handsome and powerful brother.

Unexpected?

Surprised?

Are you happy?

Garland: ""

Very surprised.

No surprises.

unhappy.

Still want to hit you.