A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

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The originally tense and dangerous atmosphere suddenly turned a corner, and almost everyone's movements stopped for a moment.

Not to mention the knight who was still lying on the ground, even Shulos, who had drawn his bow not far away and stared at Heimus with all his attention, was ready to shoot the arrow, shaking his hand.

This development... what seems wrong?

Almost all the knights who had already prepared ‘Hyimus would injure Galland in a runaway and they would rush to save Prince Galland’ were stunned.

Seeing the appearance of Hyamus holding Gallan tightly in his arms and gazing at them sternly and alertly, how could it seem that those of them who wanted to save people became bad people?

Even Galan, who was guarded by Huimos, was a little ignorant.

He rushed up just now and desperately dragged the whole of Huimos back. He was all ready to fight the crazy Huimos and then be beaten down by him....

Who knows he hasn't had time to do anything yet, he was stretched out by Huimos' right hand, and he was hugged.

Because he was held so tightly, Garland was tightly attached to Huimus.

There was a bit of embarrassment, so his face was stuck on the other person's chest, blinking, blinking again.

"...Hymos?"

Garland looked up and shouted.

Heimus looked down at him, seeming to answer him subconsciously, but the expression still looked a little distracted.

The pupil is also slightly dilated, as if looking at the extremely distant void, unable to focus on one place.

Gallan saw Huimus's eyes. The original golden-red eyes were much more colorful than usual. The hue seemed to be reddened by something. The storm-like anger was surging deep in the bottom of the eyes, making the shallow The light golden color was pressed down.

The eye socket was shrouded in shades of scattered black forehead hair, and his eyes were faintly revealing.

The look was too terrible, and at first glance, it made people shudder.

Gallan was also shocked for a moment, but it was not because he was scared by Huimos's eyes at the moment.

He was shocked because Huimus had five or six points in his eyes like those of previous generations.

Too late to think, Garran subconsciously reached out to hold Heimus's cheek and wanted to hold each other's face so that they could look at each other.

"Hymos."

With both hands holding Heimus' cheek, he yelled again.

"Can you recognize me?" he whispered softly. "Do you know who I am?"

Heimus's pupil was still a little loose, and was held by Galland at the moment. Their faces were facing each other. The pupil reflected Gallan's shadow, and the pupil seemed to shrink.

He originally burned a fire in his heart, and the fire burned his internal organs, just like it really burned his skin and even bone blood, burning him so painful that he just wanted to vent out regardless.

At the moment, when Gallan touched it, the coolness of the fingertips holding his cheeks seemed to permeate into his skin, dissipating the redness of his eyes.

"……I……"

His sanity is still a bit chaotic, so that he can't even figure out who he is and where he is, only knowing that the guy named Earl in front of him is the enemy he hates, and he wants to kill him frantically.

But just now, when he turned around and saw that Gallan was caught and pulled by others, he was almost instinctive and his body moved.

No matter what, no matter who, it is not as important as the teenager in his arms.

His body is telling him this way.

His thoughts were chaotic, but his body was warning him not to hurt the teenager.

He looked at Gallan a little confused, only to feel that his brain was suddenly bright and dark, and countless fragments were stirring inside, giving him a headache.

"Hymos."

He listened to this voice and called his name softly, his confusion suddenly burst out, and the fragments disappeared without a trace.

He lowered his head and fell on Garland, losing consciousness.

Heimus suddenly fell on himself, and Garran subconsciously hugged him. The weight of Heimus' entire body was pressed against him. It was heavy. It was impossible to hug it, but, help It can still be supported.

He turned to look at the head of the knight. The head of the knight had stood up, but his eyes still looked at them in amazement, and seemed to be confused.

"Hui Moss ordered you before?"

Garland asked him.

The Cavaliers finally responded and hurriedly answered.

"Uh, yes, some, Your Highness."

"You should follow his previous orders now, and wait until he wakes up later."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The sober knight bowed his head to salute Garland, then turned his head and quickly moved.

Earl of the original city of Monest was pressed to the side by two knights. He will be temporarily detained in his room. He will not be allowed to go out or meet anyone, nor will his son Buck.

And the middle-aged general also hurried out after saluting Garland, and he still had a lot to do.

The royal order of King Camos was released, and the news that Earl was abolished as the lord of the city was announced in the city. At the same time, he combined his own forces in the city to suppress and monitor forces not on his own side, martial law throughout the city, to avoid chaos, etc. He has to deal with these things.

Earl appeared calm at the moment, completely without the excitement of cursing Huimus just now. He stood there, his expression indifferent, seeing no emotion. Just for some reason, before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and gave Galan a deep look.

Garland also held the posture of holding Huimos in a coma, and looked at Earl.

He didn't understand the look in Earl's eyes, because the emotion contained in Earl's glance was too much and too complicated.

"I say……"

After a long stay, Shulos finally recovered.

"What did you call him just now?"

He didn't wait for Galland to answer, he asked himself.

"What did you just call...Hymos?"

As soon as Shulos spoke, the knight beside him raised his eyebrows.

"Ravage!" He stared at Shulos indifferently. "Who are you? How dare you call His name so brazenly?"

However, Shulos did not seem to hear his scolding at all, his face like a sleepwalking expression.

"Ah...I knew...I should have known..."

"It's that... Your Highness...I should have thought about it, see how you get along..."

Shu Luosi was thinking in a trance.

"I was stupid enough to think that he was your confidant knight, so... Ahh, why didn't I think of it, it was the'Black Knight'."

"I'm so stupid, really, I just knew there was a prince beside me, but I didn't expect..."

Too lazy to care about the bard who couldn't extricate himself because of excessive shock, Garland turned his head and said a few words to the knight.

The head of the knight responded with a cry, leaned over and picked up Heimus and took it to a nearby room.

"Just let me take care of the matter here. The next thing should be quite a lot. You can deal with it."

Garland said so.

He didn't know what the purpose of Huimos came here. If he made the decision or ordered it, he might accidentally disrupt Huimos' plan. So he didn't plan to go out and command blindly, and let the subordinates of Heimos go on their own.

The knight nodded, turned and left after saluting.

After only he and Huimos were left in the room, Garland turned to look at Huimos lying on the bed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

It finally caught up.

he thinks.

At this moment, his heart that had hung high from the moment he knew that Heimos was coming to the city of Meniste finally fell.

Along the way, the wind and dust rushed in drove, and now it was already thirsty and tired, Gallan moved a wooden chair, poured himself a glass of cold water, sat down by the bed, and watched the people on the bed while drinking .

Heimos lay there quietly, his eyes widening, his face beautiful, his expression calm, and it was like two people who were full of grudges just now.

Fine black hair was scattered in the corners of his slightly raised eyes, intertwined with slender eyelashes, and Gallan couldn't help but stretch his hand to set his forehead.

The black hair is delicate and cool.

It feels so good.

Negah's hair is thicker and the hair is warm, but it is a bit rough, not so smooth and smooth, like velvet.

Garlan thought about it in his heart, and his fingers couldn't help but fiddle with the tuft of hair twice.

It was boring to sit here anyway. He thought about the reason why Heimus was so strange, and unconsciously flicked Heimus' hair.

auzw.com But because of his overnight rush, he was already exhausted, but he was so nervous that he didn’t fall asleep. Now that the matter was over, his suspended heart fell. , This relaxation, the tiredness also came up.

In the end, he just fell asleep on the bed beside his bed, but he still pinched a bunch of hair from Huimus.

And shortly after Gallan slept, Huimus opened his eyes.

He stared at the roof in a daze for a while, then his eyes became clear.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Gallan lying beside him, sleeping soundly, and his heart suddenly softened. He raised his head and wanted to get up. Who knows that his hair hurts, as if it was dragged by something.

Looking at it again, it was Gallan's right hand that grabbed a bunch of his foreheads, and when he fell asleep, he did not let go.

Heimus froze for a moment and suddenly lost his smile, his eyes softening.

He held Gallan's hand to rescue his hair, and got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

Gallan lay on the bed, his long golden hair sliding down his shoulders, revealing his back neck.

As soon as he sat down, Heimos saw the teenager's fair back, and a pink cherry-like trace above him reflected in his eyes.

The memories of his childhood flashed through his brain, his eyes moved slightly, his hand extended, and his fingertips lightly stroked a few times on that trace.

However, it seemed that it was not enough. Heimus leaned over and bowed his head deeply.

The cool lips fell on the pink traces, kissed with the utmost tenderness, with indescribable love.

At this moment, Gallan in a deep sleep suddenly raised his hand.

A crackling sound.

It is exceptionally clear in this quiet room.

"How come there are mosquitoes..."

The mumbled teenager opened his eyes in sleepy eyes, and when he looked up, he saw Heimus with a black face, squinting and staring at him improperly.

Garlan's head turned around, remembering the itchiness on the back of the neck just now, and there was a snap, and he immediately understood.

"Due."

Immediately, I guessed that I had slept awkwardly and slapped Hyemos inadvertently, but Gallan said he didn't feel sorry at all.

He stood up, touched the seemingly still-touch neck, and looked down on Reims uncomfortably.

"You guy who is at risk."

Just deserve it.

If it weren't for the guy who took advantage of him while he was sleepy and tired, how could he be slapped so easily.

Heimos sat by the bed and looked up at Garland for a few minutes.

He didn't refute, but just squeezed his lips and lowered his eyes.

His lips were thin already, and they became sharper when he tightened.

"I saw a very strange picture just now..."

"what?"

Garland suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask.

"Speaking of what happened to you just now, suddenly it seemed like you were crazy, so a bunch of people can't hold you?"

Huimus frowned.

"I don't know very well, but at that time, it seemed that there was only the idea of killing Earl in my mind, so..."

"Hyimus, I know you hate Earl, but Earl is your uncle. Of course, I don’t mean to say that he is your uncle and can do whatever you want, I just want to say, Since Brother Wang has made a royal order, he is destined to be abolished. Why should you ruin your future in order to be angry with this abominable person?"

Gallan said, one word at a time, with a long focus.

"Using the jade bottle to smash the earthenware jar is not cost-effective, do you say that?"

I was amused by the general tone of the teenager's lessons, but he was afraid that Garland would be upset when he laughed. Heimus could only bear the smile, and his face was a little weird.

And Garland regarded his ridiculous ridiculous face as unwilling, and remembered the broken things that Earl had done... Heimus, who was a child or a child, would not say it, and forced him to leave. After the city of Meniste, he refused to let him go. From small to large, various small movements continued, and he wanted to put Huimos to death...Gallan also vaguely guessed. I am afraid that the framed incident not long ago It was also arranged secretly by Earl.

Thinking this way, it seemed that Huimos wanted to kill Earl with hate...

Looking down again, Heimus sat quietly with his eyes down on the bed. He couldn't help but reach out and touch Heimus' head to comfort him.

"Revenge if you want to retaliate. This is your right."

He urged.

"However, promise me, you must not personally deal with Earl in person."

In fact, there was no emotion of sadness and sadness at all. It was purely that Heimos, who recalled the scene at that time, was so touched that he looked up at Galland.

Garland quickly drew back his hand.

"At that time, I saw a very strange picture."

He says,

"I saw that at that time many years ago, you didn't push me away, the charcoal fire fell on me, and the fire burned on me."

Garland's breath.

"That kind of feeling is very real, as if it really happened... I burned most of my body and almost died. In the end, although I finally got through, my body became like a monster... Even... my future..."

Heimus's last sentence was only a half-stop, and he stopped, as if he did not want to continue.

"That scene was like a nightmare, and that nightmare was like a real thing, so I couldn't control my hatred for Earl at all."

He was a little preoccupied, looking down at one of his hands.

The palm of his hand lost the palm print due to the original burn, but it was still intact, and it looked like the ordinary person from the back of the hand.

But in the flashing pictures, his entire arm was as ugly and ugly as the devil's claws. He looked disgusting at himself, so he could only be wrapped in bandages.

"That feeling...very scary."

He murmured, just thinking about the scene, he felt like he was shrouded in darkness, no matter how frantically struggling, he could not see hope or the future.

That feeling is almost suffocating.

"I don't know, if it really becomes like that, what would I be... surviving like a monster? Or..."

...Or, from the body to the heart, really become a monster?

"It won't be like that."

Someone interrupted him.

Heimus raised his eyes and met Gallan's eyes.

"I won't make things that way. Do you remember? I said that time, I will take care of you, I will protect you."

Gallan looked at him and said.

"I said it, and I will do it."

The boy's eyes looked amazing.

He said, "Trust me, I will protect you."

Looking at the bright golden eyes, Huimos' lips suddenly rose a little.