A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It was early in the morning and the sun had not yet risen, so the sky was still gray.

It was supposed to be the time when everyone slept the most, but the white palace was brightly lit.

All the lights were on, illuminating the whole palace.

A large number of Aaron Landis soldiers surrounded the entire palace tightly, and a dozen teams patrolled back and forth.

More than the palace, this night, the entire king city of Canal is a sleepless night.

The army of Aaron Landis tightly controlled the city, and its soldiers could be seen everywhere in the streets.

Soga stayed up all night, his eyes reddened.

After carefully searching the room where the accident occurred, and confirming that no more traces could be found, he was now instructing the bodyguard to pack up the shattered corpse on the stone floor.

Sure enough, it was still dark under the lights.

He thought a little uncomfortably in his heart.

Self-assertion is a good player for conspiracy and deception, but instead he was put on by the long knight he thought was a stupid big man.

Because Mitaias was chosen by the rider Kay Horst to protect King Galland, even if he suspected that something was wrong inside, he didn't even think about the knight.

He knew that the knights of the scorching sun were unmatched in their loyalty to King Garland, so he took it for granted that the people sent by Kehos would have no problem.

Presumably the same is true of King Galland.

However, from the time of King Camos, Mitaias has been fighting with Kehos for seven or eight years. He was born and died on the battlefield. He has always been loyal and trustworthy.

No one expected that such a knight might have been bought.

After all, it is still unpredictable.

Looking at the corpse that was so messy that he couldn't see it, Soga thought silently in his heart.

The bargaining chip that can make such a knight long betrayal should not be a glorious prosperity, it is probably a loved one...

All the subordinates of Knight Mitaias and the cavalry unit he led were also controlled by him.

Maybe they knew what was going on, or maybe they didn’t know what Mitaas did, but now they have no time to check them one by one.

As a precaution, they can only be detained first, and then returned to Aaron Landis for review.

After doing all this, Soga came to the room on the side of the palace.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking about the reunion between His Majesty and His Majesty for a long time, and the long night, and he was alone, **, maybe... cough.

Well, everyone understands that human beings are normal.

Although looking at the sky, most of the night has passed, the average person should be in a state of disappointment, but consider the inhuman endurance of Lord Huimus, maybe it is still...cough cough cough.

After all, it's understandable to think so long after being separated for so long.

Uh, it’s not right, it’s not easy to say, although the physical fitness of Lord Heimus is not human, His Majesty is still a normal person. In addition, he was just injured and his body is not very good.

Lord Heimus has always spoiled His Majesty like a apex, and it must have been terribly distressed. Maybe it was because he was so reluctant to toss people, so he had to bear it.

…………

The brain is full of indescribable thoughts. Soga's brain filled up for a long time, and it was a long time. Then he secretly put his ear on the door and listened for a while.

The room was quiet and no sound could be heard.

He coughed again, very lightly.

He knew that if Lord Huimos was still awake, he should hear it.

Snapped.

Something in the room seemed to hit the door panel and made a soft sound.

Soga rejuvenated, carefully opened the door, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Huimus sitting on the bed looked up at him.

No need to speak, one eye can convey its meaning.

Soga stepped in, and then went slower and lighter.

After walking to a distance of about two meters from the bed, he stood still.

He lowered his head and saw the dark brown cloak that was randomly thrown under the foot of the bed.

Why is there only a cloak? What about other clothes?

Soga pondered in the bottom of his heart, raised his eyes, and sneaked a glance at the bedside.

Strange, no messy imagination.

No, it should be said that there is no trace of chaos.

The priest wondered so secretly in his heart, then raised his head.

Unlike what he imagined, the bed was very neat and there were almost no wrinkles.

Heimos sat against the head of the bed, arms around the teenager in his arms.

The long golden hair spread around his brown arms and fell down again.

Garlan was hugged by him, leaning against his chest, his blonde face half-covered on his left chest, sleeping with the rhythmic beating sound from the deep chest.

Breathe evenly, quiet eyebrows, seem to sleep well.

You can see the snow-white color under Garland's blond hair, which wraps around the slender neck.

A ring of bruises on the neck was drugged and wrapped in bandages.

Soga whispered all the good things briefly, and then stood there honestly, waiting for instructions.

Heimus groaned a little, then explained him a few words.

Not finished yet, Garland leaning against his chest suddenly yelled softly.

Heimos immediately stopped talking and looked down.

Probably disturbed by their conversation, Garland's head shot on Huimos' chest seemed to arch.

"Um... Huy..."

Gallan in his sleepy voice made a vague sound.

He didn't open his eyes.

The sound was a bit long, with a little nasal sound, because in a state of waking up and not awake, the sound was soft and soft, like the soft clouds in the sky.

"I'm here."

Armed around Garland, Huimus coaxed softly.

He watched the tenderness in the eyes of the young boy in his arms almost melt away.

"Sleep a little longer, OK?"

Coaxed by him, Garland murmured again, tilted his head and rubbed in his arms, found a more comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

Heimus looked softly at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, gently stroking the other person's shoulder, as if coaxing the child to sleep.

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Feeling as if he had been forgotten in this environment, Soga felt a bit bitter.

It's like eating lemon raw and getting sour.

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He looked at the nose and the nose, and looked like he did not hear, but he stood honestly, his head down and his eyes down.

Until Heimus spoke again, gave him instructions, and before he left the room, Soga firmly refused to raise his head.

He was afraid that if he had a second look, his teeth would really be sore.

According to what Heimus told him, he was busy again.

In a flash, the sky was already bright.

After half of the morning had passed, the busy Soga returned to that room again.

He gently knocked on the door and waited a few minutes before pushing the door open and walking in.

He was not looking at him.

The person who woke up at this moment has been replaced by Gallan.

Gallan looked up at Soga, raised his hand, and raised his fingers in front of his lips, making a silent gesture to Soga.

Soga was stunned.

Heimos has fallen asleep.

He turned his back to the door and lay sideways, his head resting on Gallan's knee.

The scene in front of him left Soga for a while without knowing what to say.

He also saw sharply that even in a deep sleep, Huimus's hand held Gallan's hand tightly.

Even if he couldn't see the face of Huimus facing away from him, he could feel the man's deep attachment.

Suja suddenly felt a toothache.

From sour to sore.

He felt that he had been hit twice by entering the room twice.

He felt he really couldn't stand it anymore.

"That... Your Majesty."

He coughed lightly and said,

"I'm here to sue you, Lord Karenni should be coming soon."

The implicit meaning of his words is that what you and Master Huimus are like now, I see it's okay, but let the old-fashioned veteran Karenni see it and trouble.

"Um... that, I will come back again before the arrival of His Excellency Karenni and let you know in advance."

After finishing speaking, Soga who consciously completed the reminder task bowed to salute and quickly retreated.

Of course, close the door smoothly.

Watching Soga leave, Gallan turned his head and looked out the sky through the window.

Unconsciously, most of the morning has passed.

He looked down and looked at Huimus sleeping on his lap.

Heimus seemed to be sleeping soundly, his stern eyebrows were relaxed, and the corners of his eyebrows were deeply tired.

The man exposed his weakness to his eyes unabashedly.

A lacquered black hair was scattered on his legs in a mess.

It was like a black giant wolf that exposed the softest belly unguardedly. After trekking and exhausting, he finally returned to his beloved master and enjoyed the warmth of this time.

With his right hand clenched tightly, Gallan could only use his left hand to gently stroke Heimus's hair.

The originally short black hair has grown a lot, and the tip has fallen to the back of the neck.

Especially the forehead in front of the eyes, which completely covers the eyes when falling forward, can only be separated diagonally to the sides.

This long hair looks messy because it has not been taken care of for a long time.

Would you like to cut him?

Just when Gallan kneaded a bunch of black hair in his heart, he reached over and held his cheek.

He glanced down and Huimus did not know when he woke up.

From lying sideways to lying face up, his head was resting on his lap.

The golden eyes stared at him without blinking.

"It's not a dream anymore."

Heimos looked at him for a long time and said suddenly.

"You always appear in my dreams."

Then, when he woke up, he left him cruelly again. "

He released Garran's hand with his other hand and extended it upward.

Hold Gallan's cheeks with both hands and slowly press down his head.

Garlan's eyes were a little hesitant, but he still bowed his head following the power of Huimus.

While closing his head, he closed his eyes.

The long blond hair fell down and fell on the side of Huimos's cheek.

Looking at the young man, who closed his eyes and bowed his head docilely, Huimus raised an arc in the corner of his lips.

He gently kissed Gallan's lips.

Very shallow, stop at the touch.

Then he kissed it lightly again.

He smiled and said, "Now, just like the dream, you are in my hands, I can kiss you..."

Gallan opened his eyes and looked at him, his golden pupil reflecting the other person's slightly curved smile.

He thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke quietly.

"Hymos."

"You said you always dream, dream about me?"

"Ok."

"You said you wouldn't lie to me."

"I said."

"Then honestly, did you do anything other than kiss me in your dreams?"

"..............."

"!!!"

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