A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The moon has crossed the middle of the night sky. It was midnight, and the whole city was quiet, and most people were sleeping peacefully.

Only the palace was still lit in the dark.

The silvery moonlight fell on the green grass, and the scattered blond hair was also covered with a thin layer of shimmer. The teenager kneeling on the grass on one knee gasped violently.

Sweat oozed from his forehead and wet his forehead. A few grasses were contaminated in his hair, and there were dust and mud on his face. The whole person looked gray.

The whole body was in pain, and the body was beaten to the ground again and again, and now the pain seemed to fall apart.

Gallan's chest undulated violently. He gasped and grasped the hilt with both hands, supporting his body with the sword inserted in the grass.

After taking a deep breath, he stood up again. It's just that the body shakes a little, and the movement to stand up is also reluctant.

Under the moonlight, the skin exposed on the arms and shoulders of the teenager was blue and purple, all traces of being beaten just now.

Garland raised his head, and his blond hair was scattered around his eyes, cheeks, and shoulders, making him look extremely embarrassed.

But he was still standing there panting, gripping the hilt with both hands, standing the sword in front of him, bowing slightly, and once again in a fighting posture, looking straight ahead with determination.

In front of the boy, King Camos stood there.

Moonlight shone from behind him, leaving his face in the shadow of the backlight, making people unable to see the look on his face at the moment.

He stood firm, his hands on his side, his sword pointed to the ground, and his muscular arms glowed with a dark brown luster in the dim light.

The sharp lips are a bit tighter than usual, giving a great sense of awe and pressure.

The eyes of King Camos hidden in the shadow were quite embarrassed on the opposite side, and now he was swept over a bruised boy, and there seemed to be a contraction in the depths of his pupils.

However, he was still the expressionless face. After seeing that Gallan had stood up and was ready to face the battle again, he stepped forward violently with his sword in his hand.

A snow-white edge flashed across the night, accompanied by the roar of the broken blade.

Gallan's shoulders were tensed sharply, and he clasped the hilt in both hands, pushing the long sword upward, and facing the chopper that had been chopped off—

Although he had foreseen that his sore and sore arms were not strong enough to resist this powerful sword, this time, I am afraid that even the sword in his hand would be hacked out.

And he will once again be beaten to the ground mercilessly by Brother Wang-

Suddenly, a huge but fast-moving brown figure jumped into the night and suddenly inserted between the two.

The movements of both of them paused.

The sword in Camos's hand was still held high in the night sky, and his brow was already frowned.

The thick mane spread out in the night, the huge lion stopped in front of Gallan, his bow, his muscles tight, and his appearance was ready to send out a threat to Camos. Growl.

In the roar, it opened a huge mouth, and the white teeth refracted a cold light.

King Camos stared at it for a few seconds.

Then he put down his raised sword.

Probably because the aggression felt from Camos had disappeared, and the lion's tight and slightly bowed body also eased.

It once again warned Camos and snarled, then, turning his head, arched the huge head into Gallan's arms.

Gallan hadn't recovered yet, and was dazed, and suddenly he was arched by his mane-covered head. A neglected arch fell to the ground, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He sat on the grass and subconsciously hugged the head of Nega who kept rubbing him.

The sword in King Camos's hand hung down and stood there, looking sideways.

"You brought this guy?"

He said that his chin threw a rush at the big lion who was greeting Galranza.

Kehuos and others have been standing aside, all their attention is focused on the battle between King Camos and Gallan... To be precise, Gallan was slammed unilaterally.

King Camos said this suddenly, and they only noticed that Huimus did not know when he was here.

"Yes."

Huimus answered.

King Camos snorted with his nose.

"Do you find it useful to bring this guy?"

Heimos didn't answer this time. He came over and walked between Garland and King Camos. Then, he bowed his head and knelt down before King Camos.

He knelt like this, lowered his head, silent, and said nothing.

Almost as he knelt down, Kehos also hurried to Garland, leaning down and kneeling at the foot of King Camos.

It was also silent, kneeling so quietly.

The Tapti woman officer still held King Camos' cloak in her hands, and also stepped forward in front of Garland, watching King Camos's eyes bring a look of prayer.

Camos glanced over the people who were standing in front of him, and then fell on Gallan.

"Gallan, how does it feel to be protected by these people who have abandoned you?"

He said, expressionless.

Garland's breath sat slightly on the grass.

His lips moved and opened, but he didn't make a sound, because he didn't know what to say, and could only subconsciously grasp Nega's mane.

"You thought you just left the throne and thought it was just something you didn't want. But you never thought that what you did was to abandon all the people who have followed you and guarded you all these years. "

In the deep night, the voice of the Lion King became deeper and deeper.

"No matter what the excuse, you abandon them, this is the truth."

Even his brother, King, abandoned it together-

"Until now I don’t know what your reason for refusing the throne."

He said, "However, Gallan, you don't understand that it is not you who choose the throne, no one is qualified to choose it, but the throne is choosing people who can sit on it."

"The chosen person has no right to refuse!"

King Camos said hardly, raising his hand and slamming it hard. The sword that he dropped was stabbed heavily on the ground, and the blade didn't enter the ground half.

Then he turned and left straight away.

Only the long sword remained on the ground, refracting the shallow moonlight.

Heimos was squinted by King Camos before leaving, knowing that King Camos's eyes were to follow up to report on the city of Moneste, so he got up and followed.

Xie Muer glanced at Gallan kneeling on the grass, said nothing, and followed the footsteps of King Camos, who followed him with Hymos.

While Tapti stood up, looking at Garlan’s bruised body, and wanted to say something, but when he realized that he was still holding the cloak of King Camos, he closed his mouth again. , Turned around and hurried towards the room not far away.

Only Garland and Kehos were left in the garden. The place was quiet again. In the dark, no one spoke.

The big lion does not understand the complex atmosphere among human beings, only to stick to the Gallan arch that has not been seen for a long time.

Gallan touched Nega's mane with one hand. Naga, who was shaved, shook her head and was very happy. A gurgling noise made her throat, but Gallan was not happy.

As he knelt down on the grass and fell asleep, he reached out with a hand.

He raised his eyes and met his guardian knight's eyes.

Kehuos knelt in front of him and stretched out his hand, the movement seemed to want to lift him up.

Garland shook his head, standing a little unsteadily, but still supporting himself on the ground.

He stood up, but Kehuos still knelt in front of him on one knee, without any intention of getting up.

Gallan looked at Kehuos hesitantly, not knowing what to say for a while, but felt that the atmosphere was so stiff that he could only keep rubbing Negah's mane to cover up this embarrassment.

Garland didn't know what to say, but Kehos on his knees spoke.

He said, "Do you think...I am useless?"

"what?"

"Because I'm useless, you don't want to tell me anything."

The blonde knight lowered his head and his voice was very low. The hand he pressed on the ground was squeezed hard, and he could see that he was sad now.

"Because I'm useless, I can't help you, so I will be abandoned by you. It's all because I'm too weak to let you rely on, and can't help your Highness share your troubles."

"No... not like this."

These words of Kehuos made Gallan feel a little embarrassed for a while. He looked at the depressed Kehuos and he quickly shook his head to deny it.

"You have nothing to do with Kehuos, I am too selfish, so I just..."

"No, your Highness will not be wrong. The fault must be me. I have no ability to be your guardian knight, so I am not trusted by you. This is my own problem!"

When interrupting Garland, Kehos said so decisively.

"I'm not qualified to be your guardian knight, so I was abandoned by you, and I have no complaints about it."

He says,

"As a guardian knight abandoned by the owner, I will face you again without face, and continue to live in this world without face."

The blonde knight stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword that Galran had fallen to the ground when he was arched by Negah.

"The reason why I have lived up to now is that I want to see you one last time before I die."

He said in a deep voice that he put the blade of his back on his neck.

"Prince Garland, I am very happy to be able to serve you so far, and since then, I..."

"Wait, wait a minute! Stop me!"

Garland held Kehos's hand.

He was terrified.

"You are not wrong, it is me who is wrong, I did it wrong, it has nothing to do with you, don't do this! Put the sword down!"

auzw.com "No, you are not wrong, prince, I must have done something bad."

"No, you are very good, very good, I have always been proud of you, so don't do this stupid thing!"

"But I have been abandoned by you, prince, and the guardian knight who left the master will be regarded as a shame by everyone. It is better to fall to that point..."

Ok? Will the guardian knight who left the master be looked down upon by others?

Is there this statement?

Garland just wondered.

The Kehos hand staring at him suddenly exerted force, and the sharp blade suddenly fell into the skin of Kehos throat, cutting a shallow blood stain, and the blood oozed out instantly.

At this point, Bluff Garland didn't even think about it any more, and immediately put that doubt behind his head, and then pressed Kehuos' hand.

"I won't abandon you, Kehos, no matter what happens!"

Garland, frightened by the blood stains, tried to coax Kehos, fearing that the other side would shake his hands, which would lead to irreparable consequences.

"You are my guardian knight, all this life."

"Don't you hide me from you later?"

"will not."

"Will you discuss with me about anything?"

"Yes, they will."

"Do you still want to leave the palace?"

"No, I'm not leaving."

"It doesn't matter if you want to leave, but will you take me with you?"

"I said it won't... if there is one day, I will definitely take you with you."

"You swear?"

"I swear, swear in the name of Samash, that no matter what happens, I will not leave you again. So, Kehos, you give me the sword quickly -"

"Okay, Your Highness."

As soon as Garland finished his oath, Kehos immediately put down the sword on his neck.

He stood up and raised his eyebrows with a bright smile to his master.

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

Isn't it... I always feel that this scene seems to have happened many years ago?

... seems to be a reenactment of the scene where Kehuos became his guardian knight?

After a long while, Gallan, who had finally recovered, stared at the guardian knight in front of him, grinding his teeth.

"...Kejos."

"Yes?"

The knight responded calmly.

"Anyway, you are the famous "Knight of the Burning Sun", but you use such tricks that women and children generally cry, make trouble, and hang up, don't you feel ashamed!"

The little prince, who was bluffed by Kehos, was angry at his knight.

"do not think so."

Answer in one second.

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

Lost in a second.

"How do you care about your honor as a knight..."

He whispered softly.

Kehuos smiled, and he raised his hand and held Gallan's hand at him.

"Prince Garland."

The blonde knight held Gallan's hand, lowered his eyes, and smiled on his handsome face.

He lowered his eyes, and there was a little blood on the throat of his throat, which was shocking to see.

"I am your guardian knight, this is my greatest honor... Until the day of death, I will take this glory into my graveyard."

He leaned down and kissed his prince's hand.

"My prince, please remember..."

He said softly, one by one.

"If abandoned by you, for me, it is no different from death."

The garden has been quiet for a long time.

It took a long time for Garland's voice to sound in the night.

"……Sorry."

Accompanying this soft apology was the lion's low wailing with doubt.

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The night was quiet, the lamp was still on in the king's bedroom, and King Camos sat on the stone seat, his face somber.

Heimus, who had finished reporting about the city of Meniste, had already left. At this moment, only Kamos and the priest of Shamash standing beside him were left in the room.

King Camos sat with a calm face, still the expressionless expression.

Xie Muer looked up and saw that the hand that King Camos put on the armrest was tight and hard.

The pair of coal-like eyes stared at him like solidified.

It seems that the king is still angry about Prince Garland.

The priest of Samash thought so.

I have been sitting there for a long time with a straight face from the beginning, and the fire does not look light.

However, this continues to make Prince Wang Sheng angry, after all, the prince has also been taught.

Xie Muer thought.

Only this time, he reluctantly helped Prince Garland to intercede and let King Camos forgive him.

After making the decision, Xie Muer coughed softly.

"Your Majesty, I know you are angry this time, and Prince Garland did make a big mistake."

He says,

"However, he has been given the punishment he deserves. Moreover, His Royal Highness Haemos also said just now that Prince Garland came back on his own initiative. I look like the prince. Meaning."

"So, please forgive the prince's fault, after all, you have already taught him hard..."

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Xie Muer was rudely interrupted by King Camos when he pleaded for Garland.

Xie Muer sighed.

It seems that this time King Camos was really angry, and he was still angry with Prince Garland. Has he already been disappointed with the prince, is he going to give up on him?

No, this doesn't work.

Just when Xiemuer was anxious to persuade King Camos, Camos had already continued.

"Don't remind me about this again, Xie Muer."

King Camos held his head in his hands and groaned powerlessly.

"I hit Galland...I beat him...Sherman, why don't you stop me!"

He raised his head and glared at Xie Muer.

Xie Muer: "???

Is it my fault?

I saw that the lion king, who was sitting majestic one second before and exuded with oppression, had stood up, turning around in the room like a headless fly, circle by circle.

"Ah, I actually did it, I actually did it to the child...I don't want it, I really don't want it... Why do you say I did it?"

"I don't know if it hurts...it must be painful, it fell so badly, it was bruised...I should be lighter...ahhhh!"

Camos thought about it while circled, his hands scratching his head hard, rubbing his brown hair into a mess.

Finally, he stopped circling in the room and looked up at his priest.

"Sherman, you said, will Garland hate me and ignore me in the future?"

The look of the big lion king's eyes at the moment gave a pitiful feeling.

Xie Muer: "............"

do not want to answer.

Just want to beat people.

Just want to commit the following.

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