A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

While Gallan was asleep, Huimus didn't hold back and kissed his beloved teenager.

Although he wanted to get more, Gallan was asleep, so Huimusi resisted the idea of ​​continuing to kiss the slender neck down the white chin, only lingering on the pale pink lips After a while, he forced himself to raise his head.

Moreover, he also heard footsteps coming to this side, as well as shouting.

"brother?"

Someone shouted like this outside.

The slightly heavier clogs stepped on the ground and made light footsteps, which had dragged towards this side.

Huimus guessed who it was.

He lightly touched the head of Gallan who was sleeping soundly, and then got up, walking very lightly, and quickly walked towards the door.

As soon as he walked to the door, Heimos saw the Cynthia who came here on foot in clogs. The big boy was yawning and rubbing his eyes, looking for someone in his sleepy eyes.

Seeing him, Cynthia showed a vigilant look.

"When did you come? What are you doing here?"

Xinyas stared at him badly.

"Did you take my brother away?"

"Be quiet, he fell asleep inside."

Huimus said,

"You should go, don't quarrel him here."

The juvenile staring at him cautiously opened his eyes.

"I do not go!"

Heimos was too lazy to tell him more, and if he stretched out his hand directly, he would reapply his tricks and grab him to force him out.

Xinyas quickly escaped.

"Don't catch me, I'll just go." He stared at Huimus. "But you have to go with me too. You are not allowed to stay here."

Heimos was too lazy to care about this non-weaning kid, anyway, he was taking time out, and it was almost time to go, so he walked ahead.

He was in front, not seeing the teenager behind him staring at him, and Cynthia looked back quickly at the room where Gallan was asleep.

As soon as he walked out of the door with Cynthia, he met the chief Tupiti who was about to come in.

The chief officer bowed her head slightly to salute him, and before speaking, Cynthia rushed out of behind him.

"Brother is asleep in it, go in and take care of him."

Xinyas said to Tapti with a serious look.

"……Yes."

Tapti looked at Cynthia, who suddenly rushed in front of her, and nodded.

"His Royal Highness, His Excellency Cynthia, I will go to see the prince first, and I will not send you anymore.

When she had finished speaking, she turned around and told the maid who was standing at the door to send two of them away.

Then Tapti brought the maid behind him into the room, instructed the maid to clean up the refreshments, and walked into the bedroom himself.

She looked at Prince Galland who was sleeping quietly, reached out his hand and touched his forehead, and then turned her head to take a closer look at the bedroom, and found nothing unusual. He shook his head and walked out.

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Outside, after leaving Garland's palace, Huimus went straight to the martial arts stadium.

Xinyas stood there, staring at Huimus's back with open eyes and frowning, his face very serious.

He did think a little slower than his peers and was less likely to think about complicated things, but his mentors and priests who were also responsible for teaching him did not pervert him because of this, but he knew his age at a step-by-step basis. He taught him all the things, including men and women.

So, Xinas knew exactly what Heimus did.

But that is something that should not be done.

Heimos is male, as is his brother.

Moreover, when Huimos was while his brother was asleep, it was clear that the man did not obtain the consent of his brother, and did the act of frivolous brother without permission.

Xinyas knew that his brain was not turning fast, but he knew that the mentors and priests were good for him, so he would carefully remember what they said.

Before coming to the royal city, Raya had carefully analyzed the situation in the royal city.

Xinyas remembers very clearly that the Raya priest said that although his brother has become expensive as the crown prince, his foundation is not stable now, and there are many people who oppose him.

Because in addition to Prince Garland, there is also a Prince Heimus, and the power of this Prince Heimus is not weaker than Prince Garland, especially he also possesses Hege warfare.

Therefore, the priest of Raya told Xinas that when he arrived in the royal city, he must pay attention to his words and deeds so as not to cause trouble.

In particular, it cannot cause a conflict between the crown prince and Huimus, because that would cause great trouble to the crown prince.

It was because Xinyas remembered the words of the Raya priest in his heart, so he resisted the urge to rush in and beat the thin brother.

And now...

Xinyas has figured out how to help his brother.

His idea is simple.

The Raya priest was able to help him suppress those in Ilmia who had bad thoughts about him because the Raya priest was older than those.

Therefore, to suppress Huimos who had peeped at his brother, he could only go to someone bigger than Huimos.

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In the reception hall on the east side of the palace, King Camos sat on the malachite throne above the hall, and several officials bowed their heads respectfully and stood below, saying something loudly.

Camos lay obliquely on the snow-white gauze on the throne of malachite, one hand on his knees bent, and the long parchment rolled up on the table in front of him, he listened The following officials talked, their eyes swept back and forth on the paper.

Those officials were all officials who came to Wangcheng to report their duties. They had been waiting in Wangcheng for a few days. Finally, until this afternoon, King Camos took the time to summon them and listen to them report on their work in the past few years.

At the moment it was nearing the end, the last official finished his job report, shut his mouth honestly, and stood below.

King Camos, who had read the content on the scroll and listened to the reports of these officials, nodded slightly, and his face was pretty good.

These officials were sent out to exercise in various places a few years ago, and now they have made some achievements one by one, without hitting him in the face.

That being the case, it is now possible to transfer these trained young officials back to the royal city and arrange it for Galland.

He was thinking about it with satisfaction in his heart. Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside. He didn’t wait for him to speak. Xie Muer, who stood seriously with a serious face on his side, walked out quickly, looking at his expression and knew he was going to reprimand. Human.

Not long after, Xie Muer returned.

He frowned and reported: "Your Majesty, the riot outside is the owner of the city of Irmia, he wants to see you."

"Iremia City...Oh, Garland's..."

King Camos thought about it and remembered it.

With a wave of his hand, he let the officials retreat first.

"Xie Muer, bring him in."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Speaking of this, King Camos was still a little curious, and Gallan's brother didn't know what it was like.

Although at the time of Garland's childhood investigation, it was said that this younger brother was not like Garland, one was brown skin and the other was white skin.

However, after all, it is a brother of the same father and mother, except for the skin color, how many should be a bit similar?

Thinking of this, King Camos just took a sip of laziness, and at a glance saw Singas walking in, and the gulp that swallowed into his throat was almost not choked by him.

Fortunately, he suffocated and swallowed the sip of the wine again, and Cynthia bowed his head honestly as soon as he entered, and bowed down to him on one knee. Moss maintained his image and majesty as king.

After a long delay, he took another sip of wine to suppress the shock, and then King Camos spoke.

"Are you Sienas? Gallan's brother?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The big boy kneeling below answered.

King Camos looked at the young city owner of the Ilmiya City. Although the child's big man and strong body made him feel a little good about it, he was very puzzled.

This...really a brother with Gallan?

auzw.com Regardless of skin color, just this look, this face shape, this figure, has nothing in common with his lovely brother Wang?

He was still so puzzled in his heart that the young city master below had already spoken.

"Your Majesty, I have important things to report to you, very important."

"Oh? Then you say it."

"I only tell your majesty you."

After speaking, Cynthia quickly added again.

"Very important and important things can only be heard by you, others can't."

Xinyas frowned at Xie Muer on the side.

"Iremia, Lord, you are too presumptuous."

He scolded.

The boy who was scolded by him shrank a little. He was a little afraid of teaching his Raya priest, and this Shepherd priest was a bit like Raya priest, even more serious than Raya priest, so he was also a little bit Fear of Xie Muer.

However, although he was a little nervous, after glancing at Xiemuer, he still gritted his teeth and shook his head and insisted: "Can't let others know! I only say to your majesty!"

"you--"

"I only said to His Majesty! You can't listen!"

Probably the broken jar broke, and at the beginning, Cynthia was a little nervous, and his neck was not loose.

"Hahahaha."

King Camos on the throne laughed loudly.

"It looks a bit like this. The person who dares to face Xie Muer, except Garland, seems to be the only one."

He was probably in a good mood. After he laughed, he stood up and looked at Xinyas.

"Sinyas, right? Okay, come with me."

He came down from the high platform of the throne and entered a small room on the side of the hall.

That's a secret talk room. When officials and generals report some secret things to him, they will say so. During construction, an extremely thick stone wall was intentionally used so that the conversation inside could not be heard outside.

When King Camos enters, his personal guard will be outside the door, prohibiting anyone from approaching.

The thick and heavy iron-wood door closed slowly, shutting out others.

After King Camos entered, he sat on the golden camphor chair.

"Speak, no one can hear you here."

As soon as the door closed, Cynthia said nothing and leaned down on one knee.

He bluntly told King Camos everything he saw and thought of.

The lion king sitting on the chair at first showed a dazed look. Later, with the description of Cynthia, his originally fair face sank and darkened a little.

His eyes became sharper, staring at Xinyas kneeling in front of him, the look like a sharp blade trying to see through the whole person.

His slightly thick lips tightened tightly, as if trying to suppress something, his fingers tightened the top of the armrest, and the blue tendons on the back of his hand were vaguely pulled up.

Awe-inspiring breath of breath came from the seat of King Camos sitting around, causing the air in the room to coagulate a little, so heavy that it was almost breathless.

Finally, there was a crisp click.

The top of the armrest of the hard golden camphor chair was crushed by him.

King Camos rose sharply and opened the door.

"Call Huimus to my palace, immediately."

He gave orders to Xie Muer waiting outside the door, expressionless.

Then, without waiting for Xiemuer to answer, he strode forward, and the dark cloak soared behind him.

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Soon, Huimos, who was training his martial arts on the training ground, immediately went to the palace of King Camos after receiving the king's order from the guard.

He hadn't thought much about it, but thought that King Camos had something to do with him. When he got there, he realized that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

The maids who usually come and go in the courtyard at this moment look like a chill, standing silently with their heads down.

There were few people in the palace, and the guard stood at the door without saying a word, but motioned for him to come in after Heimos arrived. As soon as he walked in, the door behind him was closed.

Huimus looked back at the closed room and frowned.

He stepped inside and crossed the short corridor.

There is still no one, it seems that King Camos has let all the servants retreat.

As he stepped into the inner room, he raised his eyes and saw King Camos standing there with his back to him.

The sloping shoulder cloak hung from the wide shoulder, and the hem fell on the bluestone ground.

Although King Camos stood with his back to him and could not see the expression, Huimus could clearly feel the terrifying breath emanating from King Camos.

That was invisible, but because it was so terrible, it seemed to form a substantial sense of oppression. It enveloped the entire room and attacked him fiercely.

Heimus could not change his face. If it was changed to someone else, he might have been scared to pale and cold sweat.

The lion of the king of all beasts, even just lying on the ground quietly, motionless.

It can also make everyone feel afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

Heimus lowered his eyes, leaned forward, and bowed his back to his King Camos, saluting forward.

The dark hair fell from his eyes, and the shadow fell on his eyes.

He vaguely noticed something, and guessed what he had guessed, so he knelt on one knee, silent, without opening.

The thin lips were tightly tightened, like a straight line.

The heavy atmosphere in the room did not know how long it lasted. Finally, King Camos standing there moved.

He turned around and took a step.

The dull footsteps sounded in the room, far and near, and then, Huimos saw the feet standing in front of him.

He didn't look up, but he could clearly feel his eyes looking down from top to bottom, so hot that it was hot, like a fire burning on him.

With a thud, the tip of the heavy giant sword with a scabbard slammed heavily at the foot of King Camos, in front of him.

He heard King Camos's low voice, apparently suppressing anger, coming from above.

"Do you like Galland?"

The room was deadly silent at this moment, and the terrifying sense of oppression came almost suffocating.

The giant sword standing on the side seems to be an invisible threat. Perhaps the next second, the great sword will come out of the sheath and cut it in half.

Heimos closed his eyes.

"Yes."

He answered without hesitation.

The muscles of the Lion King’s right arm tightened violently, and the big sword came out of the sheath.

The fierce sword wind stormed.

With a loud bang, the broad blade swept across the forehead of Haemos, chopping heavily on the ground.

Almost half of the blade was cut into the hard bluestone.

Heimos knelt in front of King Camos, motionless.

He didn't even move the corners of his eyes.

A dark, black hair cut by the blade of the sword fluttered gently and slowly from his front, falling on the ground in front of his knee.

King Camos, who had hacked that sword, looked down on Heymus, his face as iron, his eyes like a blade, his whole body exuding a frightening breath.

He stared at Heimus's eyes fiercely like a charcoal fire, burning, as if a flame was burning fiercely and fiercely in the depths of his brown pupil.

The voice of the lion king was very low, but even if it was low, it was still like the roar of a furious male lion.

"Go to the Northland for me, and you will not be allowed to step into the Wangcheng within ten years!"

Heimus, who had been sinking into the water all the time, suddenly clenched his hands against the ground.