A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The magnificent royal palace stands between heaven and earth, and the sky-like palace on the top of the mountain peaks soaring above the sky, shining golden light in the sun.

In front of the palace hall, there is a magnificent square that is so wide that you can't see the end.

A avenue is paved in the middle of the magnificent square. At the end of the avenue is a towering platform, on which stands the huge golden throne.

In the early morning, bright sunlight shines on the ground.

The rumbling sound rang on the ground, and a giant chariot accompanied the rumbling sound from the distance of Tongtian Avenue.

It was a huge fiery red chariot, and even the rolling wheels were stained with crimson dye. From a distance, it looked like a burning red flame coming in the light.

Eight majestic horses are divided into two teams to pull the fiery chariot, one side is a snow-white horse, and one side is a dark horse. The two majestic lords held the whip in one hand and the golden reins in the other, respectively controlling the two horses.

Above the Flame Chariot, the tall and strong King of Aaron Landis sat sharply on it, his lion-like brown hair shining in the sun.

On both sides of Tongtian Avenue, the guards in silver and black armor lined up on both sides, holding silver bright long | guns, standing tall and standing upright.

That majestic momentum was overwhelming from the army, and the air between heaven and earth was silenced.

When the flaming chariot came slowly-

"pay tribute!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that rang through the earth and the gravel.

Hula.

The stone-guarded guards swiftly raised the silver gun in their hands and paid tribute to their loyal king. The silver gun head shone in the sun with a dazzling cold light, and there was a **** smell coming from it. , Revealing a sigh of blood abyss.

A loud noise from Keng, that is the loud noise that all silver guns slammed on the ground almost at the same second.

The earth seemed to tremble in this loud noise.

The guards in black armor leaned forward together, holding silver guns, kneeling on one knee to greet their king.

King Camos.

King of Aaron Landis.

Their god.

They will not hesitate to devote their bodies and even souls to the master!

This magnificent and **** scene, the priests and ministers have long been accustomed to.

And those young people who saw this magnificent scene for the first time were all overwhelmed by this terrible momentum and almost felt suffocated. Although they have royal blood, they are already far away from the royal family. Their father is at most a master of the city or a general of the army. Why have you seen such a scene?

This time, King Camos authorized them to take part in this great ceremony and return to their hometown.

These royal bloodline teenagers still thought about it, they were good at seeing and seeing, and they could go back and brag about it, so they were very happy one by one. But at the moment, the faces of the ministers who walked behind were not much better.

That terrible momentum has completely overwhelmed them, leaving an indelible impression on them. Even after going back, after they grow up, even after inheriting the position of their parents, they will always remember this scene, firmly remember the respect and fear of King Camos.

At the end of Tongtian Avenue, the flame chariot stopped, the owner of the chariot jumped from the tall chariot, and the fiery red cloak behind him flew in the air.

Then King Camos turned and reached out to hug another person from the tank.

"Can you go by yourself?"

He asked Galland seriously.

This kind of scene, even if it is an adult, may be overwhelmed by this terrifying spirit for the first time to participate, so as to bind hands and feet, not to mention a seven or eight year old child.

Almost all the guards were fighting with him in the blood on the battlefield at that time, and the sorrow emitted from them was enough to make the general people feel terrified, and their hands and feet were soft and unbearable.

Therefore, Camos looked closely at Gallan's face at the moment.

In his opinion, Gallan was only a seven- or eight-year-old child. In the initial roar of the cracked gravel, he had not been scared and was quite courageous.

After passing through the terrifying guards on both sides, I am afraid that I have been scared.

It was just beyond the expectation of Camos. The child asked by him was stunned. He looked up at him with a confused look in his eyes. The expression was more like he didn't understand why Camos asked this question.

The next second, the child seemed to realize what he was thinking.

Garland stepped back sharply, revealing an expression of imminent enemy.

"Don't hug you!"

He looked at King Camos with a watchful face and said.

If on this occasion he has to be picked up, he has no face? !

Camos: ""

It was always that he didn't play cards according to common sense and made others speechless. Unexpectedly, there would be a day when a child could not speak.

He watched Little Gallan watch him cautiously, with a look of ‘you are not allowed to hug me’, and finally couldn’t help laughing.

In the quiet square, under the towering high platform, King Camos's full laughter echoed under the sky.

He laughed and said, "Okay, I don't hold you."

He smiled and said, "Go by yourself, keep up with me!"

As soon as King Camos turned, the fiery red cloak soared behind him. He stepped away, his brown-black boots stepped on the smooth steps made of topaz and strode up.

Somewhat inexplicable Garland was stunned when Camos suddenly laughed. As he watched Camos climbed up a dozen steps, he quickly took his short legs and trot to catch up.

Under the bright and dazzling sunlight, the tall King Camos sat down on the throne of gold, conquered and looked down on sentient beings.

On the back side of the throne, a square stone wall was erected with a protruding lion head. The brown stone statue was carved to life, like a real male lion roaring in the mouth, and it was tremendous.

Garland, who followed him, stood beside him, and he glanced behind him.

Behind the high platform, there are eleven giant statues with a height of more than ten meters standing on the ground, which are the statues of the gods of Aaron Landis.

auzw.com They surround the throne platform in a fan shape, and all the gods bow their heads slightly, gazing at the throne in the center-symbolizing that the gods are guarding the king of Aaron Landis.

Sitting on the high golden throne, King Camos looked down at the mortal beings below. At this moment, his eyes were deep and distant.

He saw the people who looked down at him below, and all the people, including those from all over the world who had blood vessels beside the royal family, looked up at him, watching him with awe-inspiring eyes, just like watching the gods in the clouds .

The huge statue of the gods is right behind him, clustering around him, as if using his eyes to make all beings crawl under their feet.

Eyes glanced at those who regarded themselves as the supreme deity, King Camos turned his head slightly, and glanced at the child standing beside him with the corner of his eyes.

The still young child stood quietly, looking down at the people below with big eyes. The golden throne is beside him, but he doesn't seem to be interested in looking at the throne even more. Even one of his small hands is randomly placed on the armrest on the side of the throne.

Obviously, for Galland, this throne is just a chair.

A chair where people can sit, hold, and let go.

Camos raised his eyebrows and smiled without trace.

The so-called throne is to be seated under the **** by the king.

No one would be in awe of something sitting under his ass.

Although these words passed in the heart of Camos, although vulgar, but he is indeed the belief and rule of the king.

Those who kneel on the ground and worship the gods can never become gods.

In the same way, those young men who now prostrate underneath the throne beneath their thrones and only look at him in awe will never be the real king.

His gaze swept from below again, and then he saw a special gaze.

Unlike the gaze of everyone who looked up in awe of the throne, and unlike Gallan’s plain gaze, which looked at him as an ordinary seat, the dark-haired teenager looked at him and at the same time looked at the throne under him, with desire, There is craving and ambition to control it deeply.

Camos was not surprised.

To be honest, if it were not for the dark-haired teenager with such a look, even if the teenager became the final winner, he would still rush the teenager back easily in one sentence.

Only with such a look can you be qualified to come to him.

Even if Camos actually doesn't like that look, but he will also admit that the young man is also qualified to be king.

Um, so what's that boy called?

The king of Aaron Landis on the throne thought for three seconds, then gave up and continued to think about this question that he would certainly not be able to answer.

Qualifications are eligible.

But no one stipulates that he cannot bias one of them according to his preferences.

Camos thought so, and looked away from the young man.

However, he didn't notice that when he looked away, the young man's gaze slightly deviated from him and his throne, and fell to Gallan beside him.

It was just a flash, like a floating light, passing by.

After glancing at the child, Huimus withdrew his gaze, his long lashes drooping down, and looming invisible shadows in his eyes.

No one noticed him, maybe he didn't even notice it.

In his past glances, the insignificant longing hidden in the depths.

This is the grand ceremony held by Aaron Landis in accordance with the convention, once every three months, on the day the season is about to end.

This is a ritual ritual to the gods of Aaron Landis, and a ceremonial proclamation of the king's majesty and innocence to the people of Aaron Landis.

At the same time, it is also an important occasion to announce the major events of the country.

King Camos took a child to a high platform that symbolized kingship, and let him stand beside the throne.

Everyone knows what that means.

At night, it was time to rest, but due to the sudden flooding of a certain city, King Camos and his subordinate Xie Muer had no plans to rest.

The child who had been sitting next to him and listening to them was unable to hold up and yawned several times with his mouth open.

Camos noticed it and asked the maid to lead Gallan to rest first. Garland's residence was arranged in the side hall next to his dormitory, and it was only ten minutes after going out.

The child who was rubbing his eyes sleepily got up and was led away by the female chief.

Halfway through, Gallan suddenly remembered something and turned and walked back.

Camos, who noticed Galland's sudden return, turned his eyes and opened his mouth to ask what happened to Galland. However, he had not spoken yet, and the child had already spoken first.

"Good night, Brother Wang."

This was not the first time Garland had been reborn several times, so he used this name habitually and very smoothly.

Because he was still a child, his voice hadn't changed yet, the voice was soft and glutinous, and the brother Wang shouted softly and sweetly, sweet and hearty.

Unexpectedly, King Camos was stunned by the first time I heard the ‘Brother King’ for a moment, and even Galan, who had called him, had turned and left and found nothing.

At this moment, in this room where Garland left and King Camos froze, there was a breath of silence.

For a long time, for a long time.

then

"Sherman."

"Yes?"

King Camos clutched his chest that was not sweet by Brother Wang's voice, and his heart was full of joy. His face was so happy, I was content, I was so happy.

"Ah, I'm so touched. Do you feel my touch now?"

Ah my little brother is so cute so cute

Xie Muer: ""

The priest lord of Samash wanted to commit a crime. He raised the scepter in his hand and smashed a stick in the head of a king.