A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Garland stood there, only feeling headache.

His eyes swept around the court hall, only to see the people's heads lowered. In this way, they expressed their obedience to King Camos's resolution.

Although not everyone is pleased and subject to dissatisfaction, but at this moment, under the great authority of King Camos, no one dared to speak out.

The boy subconsciously turned his help-seeking gaze to his guardian knight.

Because he was the guardian knight of Prince Gallan, it was impossible to express his opinion on this occasion. Kehuos saw his prince’s gaze, but he interpreted the meaning of his gaze wrongly, thinking that Gallan was only affected by this sudden incident. He was a little caught off guard, so, naturally, as a guardian knight, he gave his little prince an encouraging smile without hesitation.

Garland: "........."

The first time he felt that the handsome face of his guardian knight made him feel very unsightly.

And when he stared at the handsome face of Kehuos unhappy, suddenly a strong force came from his hand.

Unexpectedly, Gallan was dragged forward one step, only two steps, he stepped on the few white snow steps to the platform.

Once again grabbing his hand, King Camos, who dragged him to the high platform, smiled at him, touched his head indulgently, and then turned around and sat down on the huge throne of malachite.

The tall and strong lion king sat on the throne with a big sword, one hand on the wide seat armrest, and his long fingers held the polished smooth green hemispherical top.

The lapis lazuli inlaid with golden rings refracted the bright sunlight, which was set on the brown fingers with thick cocoons.

The crimson cloak fell from his back and fell to the ground from the cold malachite.

The throne is obviously more than twice as wide as his body, but Camos sits there as if he filled the throne alone, leaving no gaps.

He sat there, giving an invisible sense of oppression and majesty.

He just sat there and changed the atmosphere of this big chamber.

Everyone dare not look up.

...

In the courtroom, familiar answers have already sounded. Because of the emigration of King Camos, the political affairs have been accumulated too much and too long, and piles of emergency government affairs have been reported to King Camos.

Garland stood quietly beside the throne.

Where he stood, he could see everyone below.

Everyone below, no matter who it was, bowed his head deeply in the direction he was.

Above 10,000 people under one person, as if at this moment.

That was the moment that would make most people in this world sink.

The so-called reason was as fragile as glass before this scene.

The glory of power, overlooking the pleasure of beings, is so crazy.

The young boy's fine eyelashes hung down to cover his golden eyes, and the wind blowing from outside the hall swept his fluffy forehead, the fine hair tips passed the corners of his eyes, and a shallow shadow fell on his eye sockets.

No one can steal the look in his eyes at the moment.

He just stood quietly above the enviable position of everyone, his expression calm.

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It was already in the afternoon, although I had learned that King Camos had returned to the palace in advance, but because King Camos had not yet issued an order, the royal knights responsible for guarding Heimus were still here. In the palace.

The blue-haired priest was in the courtyard, talking with an attendant.

After the conversation was over, the attendant left, and he returned to the room with a somber face.

"His Royal Highness, I reminded you not to believe Prince Garland."

He said unpleasantly.

"what happened?"

Heimus, who was sitting quietly on the bed reading the books, looked up and looked at Soga.

"Hasn't Gallan helped me get rid of the crime?"

Looking at Soga's not so good complexion, he raised his eyebrows.

"What happened?"

It stands to reason that King Camos has returned to the palace, and those guys who have been trampling should have been honest.

When Huimus asked, Soga's face grew darker and darker.

"King Camos just announced in public above the Plaza dei Godi that he wanted Prince Gallan to be the crown prince."

After a pause, he frowned and continued.

"Also, he has made Prince Garland stand beside the throne of the Chamber."

The finger that was turning a page of the parchment paused, and Huimus seemed to be suddenly lost.

"His Royal Highness, you helped Prince Galland despite the punishment, but he did things behind his back and asked King Camos to make him the crown prince."

The priest of the night god, who has always been a conspiracy theorist, feels more and more wrong.

"He deliberately made such a big battle, I am afraid not only to help you get rid of the crime, but through this method to openly show his wisdom and fairness to everyone, thus gaining everyone's recognition."

"I even used this to let King Camos set his position in public."

If Prince Galland really did this deliberately, secretly designed and guided by circumstances to achieve his purpose of being established as a crown prince, then this young prince has a deep mind.

For a time, Soga has made up countless conspiracies.

In fact, he should have thought of it long ago.

He knows what kind of people His Highness is.

Although it is not obvious on the face, it is definitely a completely self-centered person who takes his own priority as everything and is cold-hearted.

However, Prince Garland would make such a high prince rather punish himself than protect him.

At this point alone, he should have thought that the prince was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Everyone, His Royal Highness Hiemos, including him, was deceived by the harmless appearance of the little prince.

Soga made such a conclusion in his heart.

"...Prince Wang."

After a long silence, Huimus spit out these words slowly.

The tone was calm, without any ups and downs, and he couldn't hear what he was feeling at the moment.

He put down the book in his hand and turned to look around.

Through the open window, he looked at the endless blue sky, and the blazing sun that hangs above the sky and floods the earth with sunlight.

The bright light illuminated his brown face and fell deep into his pupils.

A little breeze brushed his dark hair.

No one knew what Hymos was looking at the blazing sun in the sky at the moment, and even Soga, who was beside him, could not guess.

Suddenly there was movement at the gate of the palace, looking at the golden eyes of the round of the hot sun, falling on the teenager who happened to enter the courtyard gate at the moment.

The pupil in the shadow of the teenager moved slightly, revealing an unspeakable emotion.

Heimus didn't move, didn't speak, but continued to watch like this.

Garland, who walked into the courtyard, walked straight to the royal knight who led the guard to the palace, with a blue silk in his hand. He said a few words to the knight commander, and then handed over the king's order just written by King Camos.

The cavalier took a closer look at it, and after confirming that it was indeed the king's decree, bowed to salute Garland.

Then, he quickly left the palace with the team of royal knights.

Watching the royal knight leave, Gallan felt a long eye stay on himself. He turned his head, and his eyes were right up to the golden red eyes.

The distance between the two was too far away, he could not see the look in the eyes of Heimus, but he could feel the deepness in his eyes vaguely.

Also, some kind of unspeakable sharpness.

Let his heart beat sharply.

Heimos knew about the prince.

He felt this instinctively.

Garland took a deep breath, leaving the guards and attendants who followed him to stay outside and walked into the house himself.

As soon as he entered the door, he faced the blue-haired priest standing at the door.

That was... the priest of Nanna, the **** of the night.

Garlan thought, glancing over the face of the priest who bowed to him.

At this glance, he tightened his chest.

This person is--

This familiar face is the face he has faced for successive generations.

Sonja, the priest of Nanna, and the confidantes of Huimos, make good use of all kinds of conspiracies.

In previous years, every time he was killed, this man followed Huimos.

......Sure enough, in this life, he still devoted to Huymos's.

It's still the same as the previous generations, watching him with that kind of bad eyes.

Garland exhaled slowly, letting his beating heart rush back to calm down, moving his eyes away from Soga's face and falling on Huimus.

He vaguely felt it, from the moment he entered the gate until now, the golden red eyes stared at him.

Deep, as if to devour him as a whole.

As he approached Heimus, Garland leaned over and directly took Heimus's hand.

"Changed medicine?"

He looked at the brand-new snow-white bandage and asked.

Rhys did not answer his question, but gathered his fingers and squeezed Gallan's hand holding his own.

He held it very hard, as if he did not want him to leave him.

However, after only a moment of exertion, it was immediately released, as if afraid of gripping Gallan.

Gallan froze for a moment, but thought that it was Huimus who felt his hand hurt and let go.

auzw.com He subconsciously asked: "Is the hand hurting?"

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"It's impossible not to suffer from such a serious injury."

Soga, who stood aside, opened his mouth and watched His Royal Highness hold his hand that was supposed to be the enemy's Gallan.

"Despite such a serious injury, it is worthwhile to protect Prince Galland."

"Otherwise, even if it doesn't matter to His Royal Highness, if you have something wrong, King Camos will blame it."

He said something.

Alleging that King Camos was partial to Prince Gallan.

"It's all your credit to wash away His Highness." He seemed to inadvertently say: "Oh, yes, I heard that you are going to be crowned Prince, congratulations."

It seemed that there was nothing wrong with that, but secretly it was pointed out that after the forefoot Heimos had just saved Gallan, Galan used his guilt to become the crown prince.

Garland sighed in his heart.

I’m afraid it’s not just Soga, many people would think he used this to make him the crown prince.

Although I really did nothing.

The hole dug by Brother Camos for him was so deep that he could not climb out.

…………

Huimus, do you think so?

"Soka, step back."

Heimus, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

"..."

Soga shut her mouth, bowed slightly, and turned back.

Although he was expressionless, he was very angry.

I don’t know what Prince Garland poured the soup to His Royal Highness. Until now, His Royal Highness is still protecting him.

He left the room and closed the door.

But, when closing the door, he couldn't hold back, and looked back at the gap between the door that was about to be closed.

At that glance, his heart thumped abruptly--

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"Hymos..."

After Soga was repelled, Galland just spoke a few words, and the sitting Heimus suddenly stretched out his hands, holding his face and yanking it down.

Unprepared, he was dragged down.

He hadn't responded yet, and his soft lips with a little coolness had kissed him.

The tip of the wet tongue even licked on the corner of his lips.

He straightened up sharply.

"you--"

As soon as he uttered a word, Gallan suddenly remembered something. He looked back in a panic. Fortunately, the priest seemed to have left, and even the door was closed. No one should see it.

After letting go of his heart, he raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth that still seemed to have wet marks. The tension when he saw Heimos disappeared without a trace, and he stared and glared at him.

Huimus smiled at him: "This is Xie Li."

He added: "Thanks for helping me get rid of the crimes."

Garland: "........."

Is there such a thank you for forcing others to accept it?

Although he was very unhappy to be forced to accept ‘Xie Li’, he had to say that the kind of uneasiness when he came to see Himos was so confused by Heimus that it suddenly turned into a cry.

Garland raised his eyes to look at Huimus.

Heimus also looked at him, his mouth slightly raised, smiling, and his eyes soft.

"Are you angry?"

"what?"

"Obviously, you made it like this to help me. Tozes City was actually rescued by you, but the troubles are all piled on you. Instead, I was helped by you..."

Garland paused and said, "Brother said, make me Prince Edward."

"........."

Huimus did not answer immediately.

Garland asked again.

"Are you angry?"

"...Do you feel sorry for me?"

"Uh……"

"If I said that I was really angry, aren't you going to do something to make me angry?"

"Ah?" Garland said blankly. "What?"

Heimus raised his hand and tapped his lips with his fingers wrapped in snow-white bandages.

"Kiss me for a while and I will write off."

He said, his slightly curved eyes looked at Gallan.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Then I can only continue to be angry."

"........."

The room was quiet for a while, as if annoying Garlan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Huimus chuckled as he watched Garland.

He really didn't expect Gallan to take the initiative to kiss him. That was just to tease Gallan to play. After all, Gallan's small appearance of being suffocated by him was really cute.

However, the silent boy suddenly spoke again.

"Hyimos, you said that no matter what happens, you won't lie to me."

"Yes, I said."

"So, I ask you, you have to answer me."

"it is good."

Garland stood in front of Huimus, looking down at the seated Huimus.

"Hymos."

He asked, "Do you want to be king?"

Quietly for a while.

At this moment, the room seemed to stop for a moment.

Heimus looked up at the teenager standing in front of him.

The sunlight came from behind Garland, leaving his face in backlight.

[Do you want to be king? 】

Huimus said: "Yes."

He said yes.

Because he said, he will not lie to him.

He wanted to take the throne.

He wants to be king.

"……is it……"

He heard Garland say this lowly, and the voice was almost inaudible.

He looked up at Gallan, but in the backlight, he could not see Gallan's face.

The next second, the Garlan standing in front of him suddenly leaned down.

The long blond hair hangs down the young man's shoulders, sliding across his brown arms with a cool soft touch.

Garland bowed his head and his soft lips fell gently on his face.

He kissed his cheek.

Heimus opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a rare stun on his face.

He looked at Gallan in amazement.

Garland, who had straightened up again, looked down at him, and the wind blew in from the window, letting the teenager's long blond hair flick across his cheeks, flying in the air like waves.

Garland suddenly smiled at him.

Bright smile, a smile like light.

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At this moment, in the last glance of the peek, he accidentally saw Soga's stupid standing in the courtyard in the scene of His Royal Highness kissing Prince Garland, completely ignorant.

I must be dreaming.

Have a nightmare!

The great night **** Nanna, please wake up your waiter from a nightmare—

The author has something to say: 　　Even if there were no burns from previous generations that wanted to take revenge, Huimus himself was ambitious.