A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Ticking.

A drop of water dropped on the surface of the water, smashing a wave of ripples, rippling from layer to layer.

Look up.

The sunlight is dazzling, making people see everything clearly in front of them.

The only thing in sight is the familiar stone statue of the star goddess Isdar.

The corner of the stone figure's face gathered water droplets and slowly slipped off his cheeks.

Clap.

He held out his hand.

The fingertips touched were not cold stone statues, but warm skin.

The wet touch came from the skin he touched.

In a trance, someone hugged him.

He couldn't open his eyes, his body was heavy, and deep tiredness enveloped him, preventing him from opening his eyes to see.

He could feel that the arms were familiar, and the powerful arms that held him were very familiar.

Trying to open his eyes a little, he could vaguely see the thin black hair scattered.

Someone was talking, talking constantly, but he couldn't hear anything.

He only knew that the man was talking.

Clap.

Something dripped from the man holding him and fell in the corner of his eyes.

Bright red.

Thick.

Drop by drop, one after another, he fell from the person one after another, penetrated into the corners of his eyes, and dyed his blurred vision to a **** color--

………………

In the dim light of early morning, one hand stretched out into the sky, as if trying to catch something.

The teenager who was asleep in bed restlessly opened his eyes immediately after reaching out.

His golden pupil was slightly enlarged. Although he looked at the top of the camp, he did not focus. His long blond hair spread out slightly on the bed.

His hands reaching into the air were still stiff, his breath was short, and his chest kept rising and falling.

dream?

Garland thought in a trance.

Tears of Goddess Isdal...

Talking to my ear constantly...

The bright red liquid falling from that man...

...

"Your Majesty, you should get up."

A voice came from outside the camp and awakened Gallan from the trance.

The loose eyes condensed and finally became sober.

Garland withdrew his hand, sat up, and looked around.

Where he is located is a large camp.

More than a week ago, he had left the royal city and went to Canal.

"His Majesty?"

The voice calling him remembered again outside the camp curtain.

That was the voice of Sonja, the priest of Nanna.

After careful consideration, Gallan's final decision was to have Soga attendants and follow him to King Canal.

Because the army left in King Canal is a third legion under the leadership of Heimus, and his general is also a subordinate of Heimus.

Soga and he have worked together for many years under Heimus, and they are familiar with each other and easier to cooperate.

"I will go out soon."

Garland spoke.

As soon as he answered, the voice calling him outside stopped immediately.

He was still unaccustomed to this way of waking him up loudly even after ten days had passed.

Because in the past, when he was on the road, it was either Kehuos or Huimus, and then there was Xiemuer. He would force him to sleep in a camp, saying that it was to protect his safety.

For such an act of overprotecting himself, Gallan was really helpless and could not bear them, so he had to go with them.

And every morning, they walked to their bedside and awakened themselves in a low voice instead of shouting outside like Soga.

It's just that Garland was unwilling to let Soga, a person he didn't know well, share a room with himself while sleeping at night.

Garlan thought while changing clothes.

However, this was indeed the first time that he led the army alone without any of them.

No wonder Kay Hoss will be so worried.

To be honest, even he himself didn't sleep well.

…………

...It seems that he was really spoiled by those people.

This kind of thinking is really not like the thought that a king should have.

Shaking his head and throwing away the messy things in his head, Gallan quickly walked out of the camp.

Soga, who had been waiting outside, greeted him and bowed.

"It's time to go, Your Majesty."

He said, "If there are no accidents, you can reach Canal's royal city after noon today, and everyone must be looking forward to your arrival."

Gallan yelled, and touched the white horse that had been led, turning it over.

After a night of rest, the Aaron Landis army set off again, guarding their king's westward journey.

The long line meandered like a snake on the ground and moved slowly.

As Sauga said, half a day later, they arrived in the royal city of Canal.

A majestic mountain rises above the earth like a towering sky.

Below, a huge city dominated by white appears on the horizon.

It should have been a fusion of the magnificence of the majestic mountains and the exquisite beauty of the city, but it was completely destroyed by the large ruins at the foot of the mountain.

A straight and wide white avenue leads to the gate of King Canal.

The army of Aaron Landis stationed here has long been listed on both sides of the avenue to welcome the arrival of their king.

Through the open city gate, Garland rode into the avenue of King Canal.

At this time, in addition to the Aaron Landis soldiers listed on both sides of the avenue, behind these soldiers, countless Canal people stood.

The Kanals watched their future king.

Although they have heard a lot of rumors about this King Garland, they still saw themselves for the first time.

That is a young boy king.

The long sword was worn on the waist, and the blond hair scattered behind him reflected the sun like flowing gold. .

He rode on Shenjun's white horse, wearing white leather armor, and black boots on the stirrup.

There is no ornament on the body, only a laurel branch with a golden crown on the blond hair, the whole person is clean and refreshing like the face of his teenager.

As he marched forward, the light-colored cloak on his side shoulders flew behind him.

In the eyes of many people, Garland rode slowly on the avenue of King Canal.

At this moment, everyone's eyes focused on him.

At first glance, the Kanal people were quite fond of it.

The beauty of this young king's appearance makes people almost look away.

Even the Kanals, who are used to being extremely demanding of the United States, can't pick out any faults.

Originally, they were quite anxious about the fact that this young king, who had a good name but had never seen with his own eyes, was about to become their new king.

But now they are less disturbed.

The reason is inexplicable, probably because the quiet color of the young king's eyebrows gives people a sense of peace.

However, no one noticed that when Garland's eyes fell on the ruins buried by the collapsed rock, the fingers holding the reins tightened for a moment.

Afterwards, it slowly loosened.

...

Garland was led by the general stationed here to the palace on the side of the royal city.

This is a large and secluded large courtyard, and the exquisite Canal-style white palace in the middle is surrounded by green trees.

It is the royal palace's garden palace, and only members of the royal family and the nobles they invited can come here to play.

This royal palace garden is far from the palace, so it was not destroyed in the last disaster.

The generals stationed here arranged this place as Garland's temporary residence.

"Isn't Callenie yet?"

Garland asked.

Although the King of Canal has been captured and the main force of the Gasdards has been destroyed, there are still remaining forces of the Gasdards in other cities in Canal.

After Kaleni led the Sixth Army into Canal, he began to clean up those remaining forces and had been wandering around in Canal.

However, Garran passed the news that he was about to arrive in King Canal to Karenni before he set off.

auzw.com It stands to reason that Karenni should immediately lead the army to the Wangcheng to meet him. But in the lineup that greeted him today, he saw neither Carigny nor the Sixth Army.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, something unexpected happened."

The general standing in front of Garland answered with a bow.

"H.Kalini was attacked by the remnants of the Gastads on the way to the army, but please don’t worry. The news came from H.K.Lani the day before, the matter has been resolved, but the trip was dragged for a few days . Therefore, it is likely that His Excellency Karenyi will arrive here two days later."

It turns out so.

Garland nodded and let the general back.

When I came to King Canal just after noon, after some tossing, it was now evening.

The red clouds in the sky dyed this city with pure white tones.

The view of Hongxia against the white curtain should have been very beautiful-if there were no large collapsed ruins in the distance.

The huge ruins are isolated as dangerous areas and become a forbidden place where no one dares to step in.

This city is no longer suitable as the central city of Canal.

Looking at the ruin, Gallan thought.

In the unlikely event that someone imitates the Gastads to make a larger artificial mudslide than this time, the fruit is unbearable.

Therefore, he must allocate manpower and materials to choose a place to build a new city as soon as possible, and move the Canal people there to go.

In the evening, the red haze stained the ruined land, reflecting it as if shrouded in blood.

The teenager looked at the ruins.

There is the burial place of countless Aaron Landis soldiers.

It is also the place of death of that person.

They died in a foreign country.

And their corpses will never be able to return home.

Standing in front of the window, Garlan closed his eyes with his hands clenched.

His eyelashes drooped and moved slightly, so lightly that he couldn't bear any weight.

Huimus.

You die here for your promise to me, but I cannot do anything for you.

Even, even your body cannot bring Aaron Landis.

...Will you regret it?

When the teenager opened his eyes again, the sun had sunk into the horizon, the flames had passed, and the earth had sunk a little into the darkness.

It seems dark but not dark, and seems bright but not bright.

It is said that the evening is the moment of magic.

Alternating day and night, light and darkness melt in one place.

Legend has it that when the goddess in charge of life and the goddess in control of death passed by, they occasionally shook hands at this moment, making the interval between life and death chaotic for a moment.

They will bring back the souls who are obsessed and unable to regenerate into the world, ending their wishes.

Suddenly, the legend emerged from Gallan's head.

"...Hymos."

I don't know why, with an inexplicable thought, Gallan spoke and shouted the man's name.

"If...I said, if..."

He tilted his head and looked around.

"As long as you can appear in front of me now..."

He looked at the surrounding scenery that was blurred by the dim light, everything was at its extreme, the blurred environment seemed to make space and time pause at this moment, let this place be separated from the normal world, let this place be transformed into another Bizarre space.

"...I will promise you any request."

The room was silent.

After a while, there was still only the teenager's own breath.

Garland shook his head and smiled bitterly.

So stupid.

He pursed his lips and thought.

How could he do such a naive thing completely unlike him?

However, not reconciled.

He didn't know why.

I just feel very unwilling.

"Only this time."

He said, clenching his teeth, with some unspeakable stubborn emotion.

"Huimos, if you don't show up now, then in the future, I swear, I will never promise you--"

Clap.

There was a footstep in the silent room.

Garland was startled.

He looked up, and in the unclear field of vision at dusk, there was a tall, obscure figure walking slowly towards him.

In the dim light, the edge of the tall figure glanced past the luster of the black armor.

Garland lost his mind for a moment.

The next second, he smiled lightly.

With a little lost, quite self-deprecating.

Then he looked up and looked at the man in black armor who was coming to him.

"Mitaias."

Garland shouted.

"It's me, Your Majesty."

The knight in black armor walked to Garland and bowed to salute him.

"Sorry, you entered your room without your permission, because you have been here for a long time, and there is no movement. I am a little worried and can only offend."

"It's nothing, I just wanted to think about something, and I forgot the time by accident."

"You are safe and sound, please allow me to help you light the wall lamp in the room."

After talking, the knight stood up straight and lit the wall lamp in the room with the tumbler in his hand.

The light of the flame illuminates the previously dim room and the knight's long angular face.

His face was rather rough due to the prolonged battlefield wind and sun, but he felt more determined.

Mitaias is one of the cavalier commanders of Kehos and one of his most trusted subordinates.

Because he was unable to accompany Gallan this time, Kehos sent the strongest knight of his subordinates to Gallan to protect him.

"It's getting late, please rest as soon as possible."

Mitaias said with a serious look.

"I will arrange for people to go to the peak area to check the situation tonight."

"Well, you have worked hard, Mitaias."

…………

Overnight.

Early in the morning, Garland got up and went to the ruins.

But Mitaias insisted that he just stood on the edge of the ruins and did not enter.

Because Mitaias was worried about what the mischievous would do on the mountainside.

Standing on the edge of the ruins, under the auspices of Nana's priest Soga, a memorial service for the dead was held here in accordance with the customs of Aaron Landis.

In the early morning sun, the ethereal and long singing of the priestess in the black robe echoed through the ruins and passed away in all directions.

The singing is omnipresent, even people under the rock can hear it.

It was a sacrificial song known as the soul requisition that Aaron Landis passed down from ancient times.

The Aaron Landis believed that the Soul Calm can send human souls to the underworld, and reincarnate the soul wandering in the world.

Mitaias led thousands of knights and stood beside Garland, waiting in a tight line to keep this place tightly closed.

The reason why he was so vigilant is that before leaving the royal city, Lord Kehos had secretly told him that some nobles in the royal city had restless behaviors, so he must stay close to his majesty.

So, along the way, Mitaias paid attention to King Galland's every move almost all the time.

When the sun rose to a high altitude, the ceremony was finally over.

The mountain did not fall, and no accident happened, which relieved Mitaias.

However, it didn't take long for the breath to relax. On the way back from the ruins, an accident happened.

As Galland rode on the avenue, there were a few rustling noises, and above the tower on the side of the road, three arrows suddenly shot straight down from the sky.

"His Majesty!"

Suo Da, who was surprised by the arrow, shouted.

The cavalier leader who was next to Gallan along the way almost rushed up and stopped in front of Gallan before everyone had responded.

I saw a long gun in his hand.

Ding Ding made two consecutive sounds, and both sharp arrows were thrown aside heavily by the long|gun he was wielding.

Poof.

He grunted.

The third arrow that followed was deeply inserted into his chest—