A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Petals like tiny snowflakes are rolled up with a warm wind and fall from the sky.

They passed by the teenager who was lifted in mid-air, and occasionally a few petals were contaminated on the long gold hair of the teenager.

Clearly prepared for landing, he was suddenly caught in the midair by a large brown hand that suddenly stretched out, and Gallan was taken aback.

He looked at the Huimos who had grabbed him, still hanging in the air, his hands instinctively pressed on the black shoulder armor of Huimos's shoulders, and it didn't seem to react.

Those slightly wide-open golden eyes stared at Huimus somewhat forcefully, as if trying to think about why this person suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

It's like a kitten that jumps abruptly and wants to run away. It is suddenly carried into the air by someone, and the confused eyes in the coma are so cute, so that the corner of the lips of Huimus rises. It gets worse.

He did not put Gallan down, so he continued to lift in the air.

A few strands of soft gold wire hung from above, scattered on his red|bare arms, like golden ornaments wrapped around honey-colored skin.

"Caught."

Huimus made a low voice with a little smile.

He looked up at Garland.

Obviously, the eyes with slightly sharp lines were raised slightly, but when reflecting the teenager who was lifted by himself, the tenderness of the golden red eyes seemed to overflow.

Even those tiny petals that brushed past him seemed to be infected with this gentle breath, which was stained with a soft powder by the setting sun.

Gallan, who had come back, patted Huimus's shoulder hard.

"Let me down."

He was lifted in mid-air so that he couldn't help but said angrily.

Heimos smiled and put Garland down obediently.

Even with a powerful force far exceeding that of others, his action of letting the boy down is still extremely careful and gentle, like holding a treasure in his hand that would break when the wind blows.

Even if Gallan had landed, his fingers were still firmly held in Gallan's waist, confirming that he was completely standing before releasing.

"When did you come back... uh, no, how do you know I am here?"

Garland was puzzled.

It has become a daily routine to miss one by one, and even the rigid and serious Xie Muer is tossing about by himself.

He is still decent, even if the disappearance usually does not exceed three or four hours, he will go back by himself when the time is up.

When she was not very proficient at the beginning, Xie Muer could quickly find him out, but as his sneaking skills became more and more proficient, if she did not take the initiative to go back, Xie Muer could hardly find him.

However, what surprised Gallan was that no matter where he hid, the guy like Huimos could always find him easily.

It's like now, even if this guy didn't return to the palace before sneaking away, he could catch himself in the right place.

"I came back an hour ago."

Huimos cunningly answered only the first question.

Above the sky above his head, the black eagle that flew too high and could only see small black spots spread its wings and flew away.

Under the sharp eagle's eyes, the entire vast palace was unobstructed.

Annu made a circle over the palace to find Gallan. It couldn't be easier.

At this point, Huimos certainly would not tell Gallan.

This time it was the same, and Black Hawk Annu took him here.

Inside of white stone wall.

In the small garden surrounded by high stone walls, the teenager lying sideways in the turquoise cloak laying on the grass slept soundly, and the long golden hair spread on the grass, reflecting the sunlight, as if it were flowing gold stream.

Across the wall.

Outside the white stone wall.

The sun fell on the handsome face of the man in black armor, leaning his knees against the stone wall. He lowered his head slightly, and the drooping eyelashes dropped a shallow shadow on his cheek.

Huimus waited quietly.

He could clearly hear the familiar shallow breath of the sleeping boy from across the stone wall.

The dense olive crown above enveloped his upper body in a mottled tree shadow. Occasionally, a few small white petals fell from the waiting man.

The thin lips squeezed lightly, and at this moment, even the shadow of the eyelashes that fell on his cheeks seemed to reveal a little gentleness.

He waited patiently for a long time, and finally waited for the boy who fell from the sky.

He reached out and grabbed him.

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"How do you know that I will jump from here?"

Heimos raised his hand and pointed at the olive tree above with his thumb.

"Only here is this tree sticking out of the wall."

"...How long have you been waiting here?"

"One hour."

"........."

In other words, did Huimos find him as soon as he returned to the palace?

Garland glanced at Huimus.

It seems that this guy did come directly to him as soon as he came back, and the armor had not been changed.

"Anyway, go back first and change the armor."

Garlan said, raising his hand, knocking the black breastplate with his knuckles.

Heimus's armor is specially made, which is far stronger than ordinary armor, and ordinary blades can't cause damage to it, but relatively, its weight is much better than ordinary armor.

... Anyway, Gallan has self-knowledge. If he is replaced with him, not to mention fighting, he can be crushed just by walking for a while.

"Even if you don't feel heavy, normal people will feel hot in this weather?"

The hand knocked on the other person's chest was held by Huimus, and Gallan raised his eyes, then met him and lowered his eyes to stare at him.

Those golden red eyes seemed to be full of the sunset glow on the horizon at the moment.

Heimus looked at Gallan as if to wrap the young man's figure in the red sunset under his eyes.

He said, "I want to see you."

Even one second earlier.

Although the latter sentence was not spoken, Gallan could also clearly read the meaning from the golden-red pupils who stared at him fixedly.

This is not deliberate sweet talk.

Gallan knew very well that the man in front of him was simply speaking out what he wanted in his heart.

Heimos has always declared his mood before him so frankly.

However, partiality is such a straightforward posture that makes people more difficult to parry.

Perhaps because the setting sun was still very hot, Gallan felt his ear tips faintly hot.

Depressing the slightly hot feeling in his heart, he opened his mouth and just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

auzw.com The loud noise came from the stone wall.

It seems that someone was hitting the stone wall with a punch in it, and the strength made the hard stone wall shake like a bit. Even the olive tree leaning against the stone wall shook, the white petals rained down, and the two of them fell under the tree.

Uh, almost forgot.

Xie Muer is still inside.

Gallan, who was sprinkled with tiny white petals, finally remembered the high priest chasing behind him.

I was so angry that I smashed the wall in spite of the image in front of my subordinates...

Garland could even imagine that Chemours was so angry in the stone wall at the moment.

Facing the high priest in anger, the young king decided to avoid his edge first.

Flee first.

According to past experience, matching Xie Muer in rage is the same as finding death. It is better to wait for Xie Muer to die and go back.

"go."

Gallan said.

He didn't wait for Huimos to answer. The hand held by him in his chest, a backhand, grabbed Huimos's hand.

Then he dragged Huimus away in a hurry and fled the angry high priest in the stone wall.

The moment he was dragged by Gallan and ran, Huimus was startled.

But he reacted quickly.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell from the back of the teenager who dragged him to the hands of the two.

What they look like now... Is it a bit like elopement?

This black knight who was so fearless on the battlefield made everyone shudder at the moment, thinking so deeply in his heart, and then satisfied with his brain.

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Running to a remote place along the way, waiting for the run away, making sure that the high priest in his family couldn't catch up, Garland stopped.

He bent over and pressed his hands on his thighs, panting violently.

Worried about being caught up by Xiemuer, he didn't dare to stop at all. He ran for more than ten minutes at a fastest speed before stopping to take a breath.

The weather was already hot. During this run, his forehead sweated out, and the blonde hair on his forehead was sticking to his skin, which was really uncomfortable.

Garland turned his head and looked around, saw a pool not far away, and immediately stood up and walked quickly.

A few white lotus flowers are still budding at the moment, shaking gently in the wind.

The turquoise lotus leaf floats on the clear water surface, and as the flowing water fluctuates up and down, a few drops of water roll on the green leaf surface.

The teenager leaned over and knelt down by the pool water, reaching for a cup of water and splashing on his face.

He closed his eyes, and the remaining water droplets slipped along the fair skin on his cheeks, dripping back from his chin back into the pool.

Qinren's cold water took away the warmth from his face and washed away the sweat, making people feel refreshed a lot.

He exhaled gently, then stood up.

Raising his hand, the blond hair that slipped from the shoulder to the chest at will was lifted behind the shoulder, and Gallan turned around and walked back.

But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly tripped under his feet, causing him to shake unsteadily.

Gallan responded extremely quickly, reaching for the hand and pressing it on the rock beside him, and he stabilized his body.

And at the same moment when he stood firm, the hand that had suddenly stretched out from the side was already behind him, obviously trying to catch him who nearly fell.

However, Garland is now standing on his own.

So the arm that Huimus stretched out was suspended in the air in the side of Gallan, so it seemed superfluous.

So Galan, who didn't need any help from Himmos, reached out very simply and pushed away the arm that wanted to protect him.

He looked down at his right foot, looking for the reason for almost tripping.

Because the weather is very hot, he is wearing light and cool thin-soled sandals, which are wrapped around the calf with long white straps.

He saw at a glance that the white band wrapped around his right leg was loosened. It seemed that when he knelt down by the pool and washed his face, he got up and was caught by the short branch next to him. He didn't pay attention when he stood up. Pulled away.

So he stumbled.

Garland leaned over directly, trying to squat down to tie the loose straps.

But he hadn't had time to bend down, and suddenly Heimos reached out and grasped his waist, just like before, lifting him up all at once.

Garland was stunned. The next second, the man was already sitting on the rock next to him.

He was lifted up by Heimus like a child and placed on the rock.

Heimus bent over and knelt before kneeling in front of Garland.

He rewrapped the loose white band around his white calf, and fastened it back to Gallan.

——The behavior that was supposed to be done by a servant or a servant, but was done by this man with a natural attitude.

His calm posture made this supposedly humble manner show no embarrassment at all, but gave him an indescribable tenderness.

"All right."

Heimus looked up to tie the laces for Gallan.

He looked at Gallan's eyes full of spoiling, like a deep sea that couldn't sink to the bottom, almost drowning.

Garland was a bit crying and laughing.

He remembered what he had just caught when he jumped down. He remembered that he had just stumbled for a moment, and then he immediately reached out to protect him. And now, even the shoelaces are not allowed to be used by himself... …

"Hyimos, you don't need to do this."

He sighed and said rather helplessly,

"Don't you think you are overprotected like this? It's really unnecessary..."

"probably."

After glancing at Galland, Huimus answered.

He said as he stood up.

But then he leaned forward again and pressed his hands against the rocks beside the boy.

Relying on his height advantage, he pressed down condescendingly, and the posture almost circled Gallan sitting on the rock in his arms.

"But that's also because "My Majesty" is so loving, so it always makes me unable to resist the desire to protect his desires."

Obviously, it is a very low voice, but the student is slightly raised in the words "My Majesty".

The voice was very soft, almost murmured.

"So, after all, it's all your fault."

Heimus's deep eyes fell on the slightly reddish ear tips of the teenager in front of him.

His throat squirmed slightly, forcing his desire to hold the tender ear tip with a sip.

He narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly in Garland's ear.

"Do you understand?...mine, Your Majesty."