A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Generally speaking, the appearance of this person is inherently ridiculous. Except for his beloved lover and His Highness, he is basically very self-sustaining in front of others. Attitude, the slightly sharp chin always lifted a bit, and watching the eyes of others showed a bit of sarcasm, then the look gave people a feeling of'you foolish people', which made people look uncomfortable.

To put it simply, Soga, the priest of Nanna, the **** of the night, is a tricky and mean person, and he also comes with a poisonous tongue mocking skill.

Such a person cannot have friends.

So, at the moment when his proud brain was squeezed by countless messy things, he couldn’t find anyone who could bear with him that shocked him so much that he could even describe it as terrible 'Truth'.

His Royal Highness... and Prince Garland...

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...And Prince Garland? ! !

This is simply--

...No no no, calm down.

Soga, you have to calm down.

No matter what happens, the first condition for solving the problem is to think calmly.

Yes, calm down first...

Calm down and think about it...

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How can it calm down! ! !

For the first time, Soga headed headlessly in a frenzy.

Now this broken thing, even if he has always confessed himself to be superior in plan and well-informed, he can't control his emotions of being crazy.

His Royal Highness is kissing Prince Garland!

The unintentional glance at the picture lingered in Soga's mind.

And at that time, no matter how you looked at it, Soga could not deceive herself into telling herself that it was just a kiss between a loved one or a close friend.

Looking back now, the kind of look that His Royal Highness Heymus looked at Prince Garland...and the last time he actually asked him how to pursue the beloved...

At that time he didn't think about it at all. Now that he was awake, he immediately understood.

It turned out that at that time, it was already--

Soga only felt a choked breath in his throat at this moment.

Holding his breath, he walked round and round in the large courtyard, and when he saw Huimos send the little prince out, he couldn't help but aim at Gallan's face.

The bright-eyed blond-haired beautiful boy stood in the sun, so beautiful that he could not bear to look away at a glance.

Take another look at Hyimus, who was standing next to Garland. When the cold eyes fell on Garland, they were as soft as water waves.

It seemed as if he could see nothing but the teenager in front of him.

Sorga was a little confused.

Fight for the throne, you die.

Can you still grab it now?

By the time he woke up from contemplation, Garland had already gone, and Huimos had changed into a loose casual dress, which seemed to be planning to exercise.

Even if the hand is injured, the high-intensity daily exercise of Huimos has never stopped, but just choose the exercise method to avoid the hand injury as much as possible.

Such a young man is famous in the world as Wu Yong. In addition to being extremely talented, he is also inseparable from his nearly harsh self-training for ten years. Soga once watched from the beginning to the end, but he was stunned. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that the training intensity of His Highness was simply masochistic.

For someone who can be so ruthless to himself, there is nothing he cannot do.

Soga stood next to him, watching his gaze involuntarily falling on the lapis lazuli earring on the earlobe of Heimus.

Rare gems and earrings are carved by a child's rough craftsmanship, which is really unsightly.

From the first time he saw the Highness in the Northland, this rough and ugly lapis lazuli earring has never left the side of Huimos and is regarded as a treasure.

There have been rumors in the dark that it was something given to him by Prince Heimus' beloved one.

But as far as Soga knows, His Royal Highness has never had any entanglement with any woman. It can even be said that except for the middle-aged female officer and maid who served him since childhood, almost no woman has been around.

"Your Highness."

Sauga asked casually and asked, "Have you sculpted the lapis lazuli earring yourself?"

"..."

Heimos, who was standing there with his active wrist, glanced at Soga.

The look seemed to have penetrated Soga's mind.

After a glance, he withdrew his eyes and continued to move his wrist.

He said, "When I headed to the North, Garland sent me."

"Really, from Prince Garland."

Soga smiled a little and said, "After all, it's a child, probably just sculpting an earring to play with, it's not very serious."

He meant something, and knocked on the drum below by the way.

"Prince Garland may have forgotten this earring. Why don't you wear it all the time? It really doesn't match your identity. It is better to change the earring."

Soga had just finished saying something like this, and Heimos, who was moving his wrist, suddenly said a word, and immediately tightened Soga's chest.

Huimos said: "You see."

He didn't look at Soga, and said so lightly.

That tone was not a question, nor a question, but a certainty.

Soka opened his mouth subconsciously and wanted to deny it.

But the mouth opened and closed again. After a long time, he nodded somewhat.

He said, "His Royal Highness, he is a prince."

"Ok."

"He is Prince Garland's favorite of King Camos."

"Ok."

"He is your only obstacle to the throne, your biggest enemy."

"........."

"Are you going to give up the throne?"

Heimus's hand paused, and he seemed a little lost.

Perhaps it was because of the smile that Gallan showed him when he answered ‘Yes’ to Galland just now.

After a while, he shook his head.

"Do not."

He said, "I'm not going to give up."

Soga nodded.

He said: "Prince Garland is the only person who is qualified to inherit the throne except you. King Camos prefers him and has intended to belong to him. There are many people who can follow him, such as Xiemuer and Kehuos. Successively saving the Tusda mission and defending Tozes City and other great achievements have also been recognized by the Royal Knights, which can almost be said to have the advantage."

At this moment, his tone of speech was emotionless, and his eyes were even cold.

"He stopped you on your way to the throne, and if you want to be on the throne at a disadvantage, you must eliminate him."

"........."

Heimus glanced at him and frowned.

"You are still young, so you will still indulge in love now. But, Your Highness, the so-called feelings are just overwhelming, maybe three years, maybe ten years, enough to make them disappear."

Soga's slender eyes flashed cold, staring at his loyal master.

Although the Prince Galland now has the upper hand, he firmly believes that the ultimate winner will be Prince Heimus, whom he loyal to.

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This world is a world of weak meat and strong food.

Benevolence is just the shame of the weak king.

That so-called wiseness is no match for powerful forces.

The enemy will only submit to the iron blade and the horseshoe.

The throne is cold and cruel. Only by walking on blood and thorns can the road to the throne be completed.

Only a king as powerful as Huimus has enough power to make all the nations around him submit to him.

Only Prince Heimos can lead Aaron Landis to glory and create a truly glorious age immortalized by all ages!

The priest of Nanna, the **** of the night, bowed slightly and bowed his head to his loyal master.

"His Royal Highness, if you want to be king, don't be blinded by those meaningless things."

His voice is gentle and calm, not slow.

A low voice can penetrate deep into the heart.

He said, "After decades of rush past, only the cold throne sitting under you is the most real existence."

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On the second day, it was lunch time and Gallan did not dine in his palace.

Consistently, King Camos favored him at the moment in Camos's palace, accompanied by King Camos, and enjoyed a rich lunch together.

And Xiemuer, who had been discussing political affairs with King Camos in the morning, was here, but he was not given a meal by Camost, but when Camos and Galan had dinner, he had to Continue to busy sorting out the pile of government affairs.

Probably turn over the piled-up political affairs and put them aside in a hurry. The urgent things will be spoken directly to King Camos, and then King Camos's decision will be written on the parchment paper as a reply.

In this way, Camos only needs to read it again, and then just put down the Royal Seal after confirming that it is correct.

For what he called lunch, a few pieces of bread hurriedly stuffed into his mouth were swallowed as if he had eaten it.

So, Camos and Gallan happily ate here, and Xie Muer's face sternly buried in the mountains of rolled paper, frowning tightly.

Gallan felt sympathetic when he looked at it, and Xie Muer followed his brother Wang's hard work.

As he was looking at Xie Muer, a cold thing touched his lips.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Brother Wang's rugged and handsome face. Camos brought the iced peach flesh to his mouth with one hand, and looked at him with a smile.

The teenager didn't know how to smile.

Brother Wang is still the same, and has not changed at all. He always treats him like a child.

Garland opened his mouth obediently, allowing King Camos to put the cold peach into his mouth.

Then, he smiled at King Camos.

Looking at the sweet smile of his little brother Wang, King Camos was in a great mood.

If it was not because he was eating, he could not help rubbing his cute little brother.

He thought so, but he couldn't hold back for a while, feeding Galland several pieces of flesh again and again.

If it was usual, Gallan estimated to have avoided it long ago, shook his head and refused, saying that he was already old, not a child, and he was not allowed to feed.

But today I don't know what's going on. Garland appears to be particularly well-behaved, neither complaining nor resisting. As soon as he reaches out his hand, he obediently opens his mouth to feed him.

As he rubbed Garland's head, the teenager's slender eyelashes flicked lightly, and his golden eyes looked at him, almost softening King Camos' heart into a pool of water.

Why is my little brother so cute and so cute~~

King Camos's mind echoed with this sentence at this moment.

His brain was stunned by his own brother Wang. He didn't notice that Garland smiled at him a little trance thought that his crooked crescent eyes occasionally leaked.

After a meal, King Camos' stomach was full, and he was in a great mood.

He began to read the more urgent documents that had been sorted out by Xie Muer, read one, and suddenly remembered something, and pulled a stack of documents from the table case and handed it to Galland.

"Garland, you have a look."

The prince cannot easily interfere in political affairs, and the crown prince has this qualification.

Since he intends to establish Gallan as the crown prince, then he must start to cultivate Gallan's ability to handle political affairs.

Naturally, we must start with observation.

Garlan was obviously startled, and his mouth seemed to want to say something, but looking at his King Camos with a smile and encouragement, he finally said nothing. Silently took over the stack of instruments.

Xie Muer, who was buried in the copy, looked up and said nothing, then lowered his head to continue his work.

"Ask me if you don't understand. I'm not here. It's OK to ask Xiemuer."

On the battlefield, when the lion king was so sad and frightened, when facing his younger brother, his eyebrows were full of spoils.

"Brother Wang."

"Ok?"

"If... I said, I really don't want to be the crown prince..." Gallan hesitated for a long time, clutching a cloth document in his hand, and after all he said, "I know you love me, but , Heirs can't act emotionally on such important things."

He said, "It is obvious that Immos is so much stronger than me, he is more suitable than me..."

"Gallan."

Camos interrupted Gallan's words, and his golden brown eyes stared at Gallan like a lion.

"You think that I made you the crown prince because I spoiled you?"

He looked at Galland seriously, and his tough face rose up, giving a sense of majesty.

"Not so, Gallan, I didn't make you my successor because of my preference."

He said, shaking his head.

"It is because, in my opinion, the qualifications you have are far superior to Huimus, and you are more suitable than him to be the owner of the throne."

"........."

"Prince Garland, please don't underestimate yourself too much."

Xie Muer's voice came from the side, and he didn't know when to look up. He looked at Gallan fixedly.

"You have much more than you think."

King Camos's face slowed, reaching for Garlan's head.

"Have you heard, Gallan." He said softly, "I won't look away, neither will Sherman, and we all chose you because we all believe that you are more qualified than Huimus Take on Aaron Landis."

After a long silence, the teenager nodded gently.

"I know, Brother Wang."

He answered softly.

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He was still thinking.

If he could persuade the elder brother not to make a decision so quickly... or simply change Huimus to the crown prince, he could continue to be his prince.

In this way, he can stay in the palace for a while and slowly plan his future journey.

But now it seems that Brother Wang has made up his mind to make him Prince Edward anyway.

That fragile balance is about to be broken.

So, it's time to leave.

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[Do you want to be king? 】

【Yes. 】

Well, the throne is for you.