A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

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The tip of the ear is hot.

Gallan thought it must be because the setting sun was too dry.

He stretched his hand and pressed it against the chest of the man who encircled himself, pressing hard, trying to push it away.

It stands to reason that with his strength, it is impossible to push Huimus in a minute.

However, as soon as he pushed, Huimus pulled his body back with his strength, pressing on the rocks on both sides of him, lifting his hands like a circle, which was close to his ears with a burning breath and low The lips of the muttered words also left.

The aggressive breath that had been surrounding him just now faded away, making Gallan's uncomfortable feeling a little less.

However, this always seems to be the case.

Although Huimos has unabashedly announced his admiration to him, he has been approaching step by step, and he has firmly branded his own traces in his body and life.

However, this man never did anything to force him.

Obviously the power is much stronger than him, but as long as he expresses a little signal of stopping and impossibility, Huimos will immediately stop and take a step back according to his request.

Just like...

Garland raised his head, and Heimus, who stood in front of him, looked down at him.

The golden-red eyes resembled the evening glow of the sky, which was full of softness that completely reversed the sharp corners of the eyes.

The black forehead was scattered from the man's eyes, and was gently blown by the wind.

Gallan saw that the night-like hair was dotted with a few small white petals. The petals were delicate and lovely, and Gallan couldn't help laughing.

He still sat on the rock, raised his hand with a smile, and waved to Heymus.

Heimus looked at Garland, then leaned over and crouched again.

When he crouched down, the angle of his eyes changed from looking down to looking up.

He didn't care about himself, his eyes only glanced at Gallan, which looked like a **** wolf dog crouching obediently in front of his master.

Garran reached out and took off the tiny petals that had been attached to Huimus' forehead.

But as soon as Heimos squatted, he saw the top of Heimos's head, not only the petals on his forehead, but also more petals on his head, and even a few pieces fell into the hair.

The white points are especially noticeable in the dark hair.

The teenager reached out his hand subconsciously and flicked a few times on Huimus's hair.

Heimus's black hair was very pliable and smooth, and when it flicked, it spread out, and the white petals mixed in the hair fell naturally.

A few petals fell on the black shoulder armor.

The soft, boneless white petals and the cold and hard black armor are obviously on both sides of the extreme. At this moment, the partial life seems to be harmonious to the extreme, giving people an unspeakable beauty.

"All right."

He patted the head of Huimus squatting in front of him with satisfaction again.

Then, he couldn't help but poke at the brain filling, if he didn't do anything, just let Huimos go out with the petals in his head to let everyone see, I don't know how many people would be shocked.

And while he was laughing, while he was making up the scene in his heart, Heimus, who had been watching him forever, stretched out his hand.

The brown fingers stretched straight towards Gallan's face, and took off a petal hidden in the blond hair scattered around the corners of his eyes.

Looking at the petal, Gallan froze for a moment. He thought that he had already photographed the petals on his hair and shoulders when he washed his face by the pool.

Unexpectedly, there is still a hidden one here.

Probably because of the water, the little petal was a little wet, and it was softly and pitifully pinched in the belly by the distinct finger.

Gallan glanced at it and didn't care too much. He thought that Huimos would just like him, throw it away.

But Heimus glanced at him and suddenly lowered his head, licking gently on his fingertips.

The tip of the red tongue curls the slightly wet petals on the fingertips into the lips.

This time, Galland was too late to stop.

He looked at Huimus in amazement, only to feel that the tip of his ear was getting hotter, almost burning.

He was glad that his long hair covered his ears and made them invisible, so he calmed down and pretended to be casual, as if he didn't care about moving his gaze away from Heimus.

Then, with his hands propped up, he jumped forward and jumped quickly from the sitting rock back to the ground.

"Okay, it's time to go back."

He said that the tone was faint, and it sounded calm.

Then he walked over Heimus by himself, and walked forward.

The wind that Gallan raised as he walked forward raised the long hair that fell on his shoulders, and the long blond hair flitted gently in front of Huimus's eyes.

The moment the blond hair was raised, the ears covered by the long hair were exposed to the air.

Heimos clearly saw the little red tip of the teenager's blonde hair.

His lips raised.

But he didn't say anything and smiled to keep up with Gallan's pace as he moved forward quickly.

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First return to his palace, replace this dark armor, and simply clean his body, then Huimos once again came to Galland's palace.

Although he became the king of Aaron Landis, Galland still lives in the palace where he grew up.

Throughout the dynasties, the new king has built a new palace in the palace, or completely renovated his palace to make it more gorgeous and magnificent.

However, Gallan seems to have no plans to build a new palace or renovate the current one.

Therefore, this palace is still very familiar to Heimus.

Walking inside the palace, he saw Gallan sitting cross-legged on the cool topaz stone platform, with a snow-like white cloth spreading on it, and the edge of the stone platform fell down by the way.

Dozens of delicious delicacies were placed on it, exuding a tantalizing aroma, and the sitting teenager was stuffing a small piece of honey-coated barbecue into his mouth.

The chief woman stood aside, and her slender fingers took the ice cubes from the jade plate on the side, and gently put them into a glass cup filled with light yellow juice.

She looked at the teenager with a smile, her eyes very gentle, and obviously the teenager's good appetite made her very happy. From time to time, she would turn around and tell the maid behind to cut the slightly larger pieces of meat, sprinkle with a little sauce, or peel off the shrimp shells.

The atmosphere is very harmonious and comfortable.

And the only thing that didn't fit in was the high priest who was pestering the other side with a black face and expressionless expression.

Xie Muer stood beside him, without a word, just staring at Gallan coldly, his eyes like a sword.

It makes people look cold in their hearts.

If it was changed to someone else, it was stared by Xiemuer so much, it had already sat like a needle felt, let alone continue to eat.

However, Gallan, who was the target of Xie Muer, was still sitting securely, eating food bit by bit, and drinking cold juice occasionally.

It looks like a calm and easy look.

Therefore, the look of the unsightly high priest, staring at his young king, was even more fierce.

That murderous look made people really doubt that he wanted to kill the king with his eyes.

If it were not for his consistent rituals, perhaps he could not restrain himself from committing the following crimes now.

Heimos coughed and walked quickly without speaking, just sitting on the topstone table as casually as he was in his palace, just across from Gallan.

Then he reached for a piece of bread smeared with thick cheese, randomly sandwiched a piece of roasted brown meat, and ate it like that.

Everyone has long been accustomed to the casual manners of Heimus. It stands to reason that such a wanton behavior in front of the king is an rude behavior.

But Garland didn't mind this formal thing.

The high priest, who has always followed the ceremonial system, was naturally dissatisfied with this, but Gallan, the king, did not mind, and he certainly could not help it.

Moreover, although Hymos behaved somewhat casually in private, in public, his every move followed the etiquette of the knight, and even Sherman could not pick out the thorn.

Therefore, this kind of rudeness in front of the king in private, the high priest can only pretend not to see with one eye closed.

Tapti smiled, bowed his head slightly, and bowed in an extremely elegant posture.

She said, "Your Excellency Heymus, congratulations on your triumph again."

Both were princes before, and both were respected as His Highness.

But now that Garland has ascended to the throne and become king, then the identity of Huimos as a prince will naturally be lost.

Although Huimos still has the most recent royal identity, he can no longer be called His Royal Highness.

Just when everyone thought that Huimos would be traditionally sent to the royal city of Meniste as the successor, far from the political center, something happened to them that made them stunned.

Heimus remained in the royal city, and was appointed by King Garland as the commander of the third army to be rebuilt, holding the military power.

Isn't King Garland afraid of being usurped?

Many people thought so puzzled in their hearts.

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At first, this young king was praised by everyone, saying that he possessed the wiseness of the sun **** Shamash and the wisdom of the **** Sorga.

The danger of leaving Huimos in the royal city... he could not have imagined it?

No matter how strange everyone is, this matter is already a stubborn one.

Heimos was awarded the badge of the commander of the Third Army and immediately set about rebuilding the Third Army.

No one can deny the power of this world-famous "Black Knight" and his military talents. In less than half a year, he not only rebuilt the Third Army, but also gave the Third Army the strength Even more so, the first legion commanded by the knight of the scorching sun.

The First Army, known as the King’s Guards, has always regarded itself as the leader of the army. Of course, it is not willing to be overtaken by the Third Army, so the training has become more desperate.

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After Garland ascended the throne, he first dealt with the troubles caused by the ‘hard walled clear field’ tactics implemented by Heimus to guard the royal city, soothing the refugees, and escorting them back to rebuilding their homes.

Of course, the people who were injured in the war should also comfort.

At the same time, the army guarding the northern and eastern borders was rewarded, and the soldiers who had been sticking to the border during the war were rewarded, so that those soldiers who felt anxious because they did not rescue the king city finally settled down.

After clearing up the bits and pieces of things and rebuilding the three once-depleted legions, Gallan began to reckon without a word.

The object of accounting is naturally the guys who are fleeing in the battle against the Gasdard.

There are two ways to rule the city of Aaron Landis, one is family style, and the city's government affairs are decided by the city owner; the other is the direct type, which is ruled by the king sent by the consul.

The few who fled from the battlefield all came from the city of family inheritance.

Because in the decisive battle with the aggressors, these people abandoned the crown prince and fled by themselves. This behavior equivalent to betrayal was spurned and condemned by the majority of Aaron Landis, even their own citizens in the city. Very dissatisfied with this.

And those people knew in their own hearts that it was difficult for their actions to be forgiven by the new king.

Therefore, in Galland's enthronement ceremony, an occasion where all city owners must go in accordance with the ceremonial regulations, they did not go because they were detained and punished for entering the royal city.

They did not dare to leave their cities, they only shrunk and waited anxiously.

Gallan was so busy with the aftermath that he had no time to take care of them, which caused these people to have the illusion.

They feel that the new king is young and gentle, and with so many of them, he has a lot of troops in his hand. Of course, the law is not to blame the public, and King Gallan's new ascendance to the throne is still unstable, and he must still be afraid of them. .

So this time probably they will not be punished.

However, when they were so relieved to think about it, Garland settled the victims and a new legion was established.

After vacating the space, he directly issued a king's order and ordered these city masters to come and see him in the king's city.

These city owners naturally dare not go.

As a result, King Garland issued a second decree, reprimanding them to escape, abandoning their companions, and betraying the king on the battlefield with the invaders, reprimanding them for not coming to the throne, and reprimanding them for refusing to let them see them. Wang Ling.

With these three crimes, they are directly designated as rebels.

Subsequently, he directly sent Hymoth to lead the Third Army to conquer these rebels.

That's why Taputi just said the words "Congratulations to Hymos triumph again".

Because this is already the third time for Huimos.

As a result, there is no doubt that Huimus captured the cities in succession, and the owner and family members of the rebels were captured and sent to the king city, and those cities naturally became the cities directly under the king's court.

"This time it's faster than the previous two."

Garland asked while eating.

"It took a few days."

"Four days."

Heimus also answered while eating.

Although he had replaced the armor he was wearing on the battlefield, he still had a **** atmosphere that could not be washed away at the moment.

It was as if endless hostility and death on the battlefield permeated his skin and even flesh and blood, and merged with the Black Knight.

Even if he just sat quietly here, there was still an invisible sigh of energy leaking out of his body.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will be shocked only to get close to him.

It's just that the people in this room at the moment are not ordinary people, and naturally it doesn't matter.

Garland looked up and looked at Xie Muer standing beside him.

The high priest apparently hadn't lost his breath.

Garlan thought about it, he said: "Sherman, come here."

"..."

Although he was very dissatisfied with Gallan’s behavior today, since Wang summoned himself, Xie Muer was no longer satisfied, and he would follow the order and walk over.

"What do you ask?"

Although the honorific title was used, his tone was not good.

"Look down."

The teenager said with a smile.

"What do you want..."

Xie Muer bent down impatiently, but before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked.

A piece of white bread with bacon was stuffed into his mouth by Gallan.

"Sorry, Xie Muer, I did something wrong today, I apologize to you."

Garland looked at Xie Muer and apologized frankly.

"You worked hard today, and I think you should feel hungry now."

With a bright smile on the high priest, he said, "I will listen to your reprimand later, so how about having something to eat first?"

Taking off the bread stuffed in his mouth, Xie Muer stared at the brightly smiling young king.

After watching it for a while, he sighed softly.

With a little helplessness, there was still some connivance that he didn't know.

The anger on the chest unconsciously disappeared before the teenager's smile and words about whether he was hungry.

"...Not an example."

The high priest answered so hard.

Not accepting Galrana's invitation to eat together, he turned and left.

The white bread that Gallan tucked into his mouth was still clutched in his hand.

The female chief on the side couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

The following is not an example.

I don't know how many times this sentence was spoken in the mouth of Xiemuer's high priest.

Garland was looking at Xie Muer's leaving back, and suddenly he reached over and patted his arm.

As soon as he turned around, he met his golden eyes.

Heimus, who was sitting opposite him, looked at him, suddenly opened his mouth, raised his finger to the food in front of him, and then pointed to his open mouth again.

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

Is this...would you like to feed him yourself?

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Did you see that he just fed Xie Muer?

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Garland, who was both puffy and funny, picked up a piece of roast that was not small and stuffed it into Heimus' mouth, blocking it.

Then he was too lazy to take care of each other and continue to eat on his own.

Heimus still had the big piece of roast in his mouth.

He glanced at Gallan, and raised his hand to take the barbecue in his mouth, and suddenly smiled.

The intangible anger and indifference that permeated into the bone blood during the battle on the battlefield dispersed in his laughter.

It's like ice and snow under the sun, and it melts away in a flash.