A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

When I opened my eyes, I saw the fiery sunset glow.

The crimson afterglow covered the earth, covering the earth with a hazy firelight.

The setting sun reflected in the golden pupil that had just opened, dyeing the edge of the iris a little red.

Garland thought, not knowing how long he had fallen asleep again this time.

He turned his head slowly, not surprisingly, and saw Huimos lying asleep on the edge of his bed.

Every time I opened my eyes in the past, I saw my golden eyes deeply.

Also, there are traces of pain deep in that eye.

And this time, it was rare that he saw the sleeping Huimos.

I want to know that even if it is a non-physical Huimos, it is impossible to keep going like that.

Dark hair was scattered on the snow-white bed. Heimus was lying on the bed with his head sideways. The sharp lines of his eyebrows were extremely dark black and blue. I didn't know that he was sleepless again and again this time.

Even at this moment, his brows were tightly locked, very unstable, and the corners of his eyes were tired.

The tight lips and the frowned eyebrows make it seem to be sleeping hard.

Garland saw Huimus' right hand clasped his hand tightly, as if afraid he would disappear from his eyes.

The hand that clenched him was still a healthy brown, and in contrast to it, his hand became whiter.

However, it was a kind of pale white, reflecting the fiery red sunset, almost translucent.

Gallan's eyes dimmed.

He knew he was still suffering from a low fever. After all, since he woke up after the last lethargy, the low fever never stopped.

He can feel that although he has a low fever, his body has gradually no longer felt pain, and besides fatigue, there is no extra feeling.

However... no pain, that is the most dangerous signal.

He closed his eyes again, and the shadow of his eyelashes covered his face.

he knows.

Many doctors have been helpless about his illness.

The heart was beating, a little, calm, powerful, and the sound of the beating could almost be transmitted to his eardrum through the chest.

He was still young, he had never thought of...

However, the disease from somehow devoured this young body bit by bit.

Will he...?

Even if he wanted to, he would not dare to think of that word.

Even though he has actually experienced four deaths, he is no stranger to death.

But in the first few deaths, he just felt pain, just afraid, but just unwilling.

And this time...

Garland opened his eyes again and looked at Huimus lying beside him.

Even when it was the most difficult time when Aaron Landis was in danger, the black knight who had never shown the slightest exhaustion, the face that was used to being cold and quiet was now showing a trace of haggard.

The body clearly felt no pain, but Gallan felt his chest seemed to be stabbed with an invisible blade.

Very light footsteps came, and Gallan looked up, and saw the female chief who walked in quickly.

It was always a bleak look of a radiant and well-dressed woman chief.

When she saw Gallan looking at herself with her eyes open, her eyes lightened slightly, but only for a moment. She looked at Garlan's pale face, her fingers clenched tightly, and then she let go.

The corners of her lips rose, revealing a gentle smile as usual, and she walked to Gallan with the medicine tray in her hand.

Although Tapti walked away from Garran, he avoided the sleeping Heimus deliberately, but Heimus was sleeping unsteadily, and a little movement around him immediately woke him up.

He squeezed his right hand reflexively almost at the instant he opened his eyes, and didn't relax his fingers until he felt Galland's hand still held by him.

When he felt that Garland's hand was holding him in reverse, Huimus froze, and then looked up sharply.

Golden eyes that hadn't been seen in a few days looked at him, slightly curved.

Then he saw Gallan take the medicine bowl that Tapti handed over and drank it with a sigh of relief.

Since he became ill, Gallan’s soup was almost never broken three times a day. When he was in a coma, Tapti or Huimus would help him feed it bit by bit.

Only recently, after Gallan fell asleep, the potion was difficult to feed.

So when they saw Gallan woke up and drank the potion in one breath, both of them were relieved.

With a snap, the jade porcelain bowl fell to the ground and smashed instantly.

The rest of the potion splashed all over the ground.

Garland leaned against the bed, coughing painfully, and all the soup he had just spit out was spit out.

Suddenly, it was the first time such a thing happened, and Huimos froze for a moment.

He stretched out his hand and held Gallan's shoulder in panic, but he didn't know what to do. He could only stare at Gallan.

All the soup medicine that had been poured out coughed out, and Gallan leaned over on the edge of the bed, his hands pressed against the bed, gasping for breath.

He looked at the black sheet dyed in front of his eyes, gripping the sheet with his fingers.

【Time is up. 】

There is no time...

He managed to prop up his body, leaning back against Huimus.

He looked up at Huimus.

Heimus supported him and looked down at him, his eyes looked dazed.

When Gallan spit out the soup, Tapti hurriedly called the old doctor who was in the side room.

The old doctor looked at the messy sheets and the ground stained by the soup medicine, and his eyes quickly sink, but immediately he converges well, still a calm and calm look.

But the flash of panic in the old doctor's eyes was still captured by the sharp-eyed Heimus, who felt a cold in his heart and tightened the fingers on Gallan's shoulder.

"Sleep too long and don't get out of bed, so it's hard to eat."

The old doctor said, his face calm and calm.

Let people watch and feel relieved.

"Your Majesty, don't drink too quickly, don't be afraid of suffering, take your time."

Even if the face of the patient is King Garland, the old doctor's gentle voice is the same as coaxing the child.

"Drink slowly, you can drink it."

The golden pupil looked at the old doctor quietly, and his eyes were too calm, as if he had seen through.

The old doctor's chest tightened.

He saw Gallan smile at him, said nothing, did not refute, and sat obediently against the head of the bed, allowing Tapti to feed the boiled soup into his mouth bite by bite.

This time Gallan drank very slowly, but without taking a few sips, he suddenly pushed Tapput away, lowered his head, and covered his mouth with both hands.

The blond hair scattered messily, covering his face.

He lowered his head and covered his half with his lower half of his face. He couldn't see the look on his face at this moment. He could only see his thin shoulders shaking violently, as if he was suppressing something hard and painful.

The black potion oozed out from the fingers of Garland's hands, and a drop fell on the bedding in front of him, staining the white blanket with black stains.

Heimus almost suddenly reached out his hand when Garland bowed his head.

However, his hand was stuck in midair just a second before he touched the other party.

His hands stiffened in front of Gallan, and his fingers seemed to be filled with weakness.

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The old doctor and the chief lady stood in the courtyard outside the palace, and in contrast to his calmness in front of Galland, his expression was solemn.

"I've been worried..."

He said heavily.

"It's finally this day, and it's the worst time."

He shook his head, his eyes full of weakness.

"Wang's body is so weak that he can't even take the decoction."

I'm sick.

The medicine stone is useless.

"So what should I do? What should I do to make His Majesty—"

The old doctor closed his eyes.

"Pray...Sorga's mercy."

[Pray for Sorga’s mercy. 】

The God of Wisdom is also Sorga, the guardian of the physician.

Physicians only say this when they are helpless.

Although he also believed in Solga, the old doctor never liked this sentence.

He was proud of his medical skills, and was extremely unhappy with such fatalistic words.

But now, he has to spit out this sentence he never said.

Tapti's body suddenly stiffened.

The night wind blew, lifting her long hair scattered on her shoulders, blowing it into the air messyly.

For a while, she slowly clenched her hands and closed her chest.

She lowered her head, closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and her hands clenched tightly in front of her chest shivered uncontrollably.

...Prince...my prince...

Gods of Aaron Landis...

The two stood silent on the lawn.

On the horizon, the sun sets and the sun falls below the horizon, and the last ray of sunlight between heaven and earth annihilates at this moment.

"Hymos?"

In the bedroom, Garland looked up and shouted softly.

He was hugged by one of his arms and leaned in his arms, who was feeding him carefully.

Although the soup cannot be swallowed, the water can still be drunk.

It was just that after he took a few sips, Huimos paused with the glass in his hand, and he didn't move for a while. As soon as he looked up, Heimos turned his head, looking at the direction of the courtyard outside blankly, as if lost, not moving for a while, so he had to call him.

When Garland shouted, Heimus recovered, he lowered his head and Garland looked at his eyes, and his eyes softened instantly.

"It's nothing. I stayed a few nights before, so I just shook my head."

Heimos said, quietly.

Garland snorted.

"Then you wait..."

He thought about it for a while, thinking that Huimos would definitely not leave himself, he changed the sentence.

"Otherwise, will you sleep with me for a while?"

"it is good."

Huimus said, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the man in his arms.

The golden hair splattered softly on his arm, the slender shoulders and necks in recent days, and the pale, almost transparent skin, the traces of pale blue blood vessels can be clearly seen.

His beloved was in his arms, held tightly in his hands.

But it is so unreal, as if touching the moon marks in the water that will break, like a little bit of sand leaking from the hand.

No matter how tightly grasped, it will eventually be lost.

[Pray for Sorga’s mercy. 】

He heard the voice of the doctor outside.

Solga's mercy...

He never believed in the gods.

Never pray to the gods.

Only the weak will pray for the mercy of others, and he will use his own power to grasp everything he wants.

He has always considered himself powerful, and the power he possesses makes him stronger than anyone.

He once thought that if he had power, he would have everything.

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However, not long ago, when his hand was stuck in front of the painful Gallan, he only knew how powerless he was.

He watched as his world cracked and shattered, but he could do nothing.

He has the most powerful force in the world, but he cannot guard a person.

"Hymos."

Gallan wore in his arms and looked at him.

"Are you going to sleep with me now?"

After stroking the hair of the caressing person, Huimus's eyes were very soft.

"Wait a little longer before going to sleep."

He said with a smile.

can not sleep.

Dare not sleep.

I'm afraid that the next time you open your eyes, you will be asleep again.

I'm afraid I can't see your eyes reflecting my shadow, I'm afraid I can't hear your voice calling my name.

I'm afraid...

Heimos lowered his head, buried in soft blond hair, and rubbed his head in attachment.

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Later, I tried to drink the soup a few times. After Gallan vomited out, the old doctor sighed and stopped Gallan from taking the medicine.

Garland asked nothing about it.

"Kejos they haven't returned yet?"

Garlan sat on the bed, biting a soft loaf of bread and asked, looking up.

The female chief hummed.

A few days ago, when the doctors in the palace and Wangcheng were helpless, Kehos, Tal, Novi, and others all left the Wangcheng and rushed to look for famous doctors everywhere. Famous doctors sent to Wangcheng.

The troubadour Shulos, who had been traveling abroad, was doing the same.

More than a month after Gallan fell ill, government affairs were handled jointly by Xie Muer, Zuo Jia, and Zuo Sixiang of Wang Ting.

Although King Galland was seriously ill, thanks to his efforts over the past five years, the country had already stabilized, so there was no trouble, but the people of Aaron Landis were very worried about the condition of the king. The entire Aaron Landis's atmosphere was somewhat depressed.

"Your Majesty, Queen Elson begged you to see you. I have asked for more than a dozen times. Because of your body, I have not agreed."

Elson’s envoy has been staying in the royal city for nearly two months, and it is reasonable to depart back, but because the young lady refuses, she is still in the royal city.

The female chief asked, "Do you want to see her?"

Swallowing the last bite of porridge, Garland thought about it and said, "Let her come over at night."

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After a month, Emma finally saw the man she had been worried about.

It was still in the palace, on the open-air balcony overhanging the pond water filled with lilac lotus, the person she was thinking about was still sitting on the stone rail bench as she first entered the palace. .

Huimus, the man she didn't like, stood beside the man as usual.

Garland looked up and talked to the standing Huimos.

He is laughing.

The legendary black knight in the battlefield was as terrible as the devil of hell. He looked down at him with his head down, and whispered to him with an unspeakable tenderness.

She was startled.

Because she had never seen such a gentle eye-palpable gaze.

Perceiving Emma's arrival, Garland stopped talking and turned to look at her.

Emma's heart shivered at the sight of Galland.

Before she apparently came, she was worried and wanted to say, but at this moment, she opened her mouth, but somehow she couldn't say a word.

She saw Gallan sitting sideways on the stone railing bench, leaning on the white stone pillar, he smiled at her, and Yue Hua scattered from the night sky dropped his streamer.

His skin color was originally white, and now in the night, it was almost white.

At a glance, it looks like an unreal illusion.

As if reaching for a touch, it would be annihilated in the night.

Even if she just looked at it like this, she could not stop her panic.

"Emma, ​​you have been in Aaron Landis for too long. I heard that the Queen has written several times and called you back. You should leave."

Stabilizing her mind, the little girl responded with a deep voice.

"Tomorrow I will return the mission to Elson."

She speaks decisively.

"But I want to stay, and I won't leave without seeing you ill!"

He and Emma looked at each other for a while, and looked at the little prince's stubborn eyes, knowing that she could not persuade her to shake her head.

He smiled and said, "Well, I can't beat you now, and I can't get rid of an Alson female soldier from my territory."

"That might not be true. We haven't hit it yet. We can't tell who is strong and who is weak. When you are ill, we will know better than a game. But you are a king, how can you say anything so easily that you can't beat me as a queen ."

Although a little awkward, it was already Emma's hard work to encourage Gallan.

If it was replaced by someone else, she would not be happy to say that she might not be able to beat the other party.

Although the little girl's words were awkward, Gallan could hear the concern hidden in it.

He suddenly laughed, then stood up and walked to Emma, ​​and raised his hand to touch Emma's head.

"Emma, ​​didn't you ask me exactly how to be a queen? I can answer you now. Although your own strength is very important, but more important than that is the strength of your people."

"Although I can't beat you, my men, Huimus, Kehos, and many powerful knights, they can all beat you."

He said softly,

"That's why Aaron Landis is strong. Do you understand, Emma?"

The little girl frowned.

She didn't like Garland's tone.

This kind of feeling is like doing the final account, speaking the last words with her.

She shook her head and stared at Gallan stubbornly.

"Don't be perfunctory about me, just these few words can make me understand? How can it be so easy to be a good queen, I have to follow you, watch slowly, learn slowly."

"........."

This time, Garland did not answer.

He just looked at her with a slight smile on his face.

He just smiled and said nothing.

She always likes this person's smile, she always likes to see this person smile at her.

But this time, I don't know why, looking at this familiar smile, Emma just felt very uncomfortable in her heart, like pressing a big rock.

you are sick.

Are you uncomfortable?

Why can you laugh like this?

She couldn't help but want to ask, but at the moment she spoke, her heart jumped.

She saw Gallan, who was smiling at her a second ago, suddenly closed her eyes and suddenly fell back.

She reached out her hand subconsciously.

Subconsciously, her fingertips tried to catch something.

But when she had no time to grab anything, the brown arm stretched out from the side had already caught Gallan, holding it firmly in her arms.

The little king girl stood blankly, watching Huimus holding Gallan.

Garland leaned against Heimus's chest and closed his eyes, his long thin lashes falling deeply on the almost white cheeks.

He seemed to be sleeping quietly.

She saw Huimus hug Gallan sideways and walked towards the room.

As she walked past her, she saw Huimus lowered her head and looked at Gallan in her arms as if she were just sleeping.

She has never seen such a gentle look.

She had never seen such a tenderness, but at a glance her chest was infected with pain that made it difficult to breathe.

[Do you have... the one you like and love you? 】

She was suddenly sad.

For no reason, she suddenly felt very sad.

From small to large, she has not been so uncomfortable.

She remembered.

She remembered that time, right here, also in the moonlight, the man smiled happily and said, yes.

【some. 】

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First there was a silent darkness, and he seemed to sink endlessly in it.

His body seemed to lose all his strength, as if he no longer belonged to himself.

Nothing can be heard, not seen, not felt.

Can not move at all.

I didn't know how long after that, he seemed to finally sink to the bottom, and the surroundings lit up a little bit.

His body finally became conscious and he was under control again.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar gray earth.

That was the first place.

A place of ruins.

If the place of the ruins he saw for the first time was just a bit crippled, then the place of the ruins he saw now has completely collapsed.

In front of him, there was a shattered altar.

The obelisk, originally erected in all directions, has broken into pieces and has become a gravel.

Garland was staring blankly at this familiar place, and suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of him.

It was a muscular lion with a huge body and a height of one person.

It came slowly to him, carrying the majesty of the king of beasts.

The charcoal-like eyes gazed galantically, and the thick golden mane undulated as it moved.

"Nega?"

Garland shouted and shook his head.

No, it is not.

Although similar, there are slight differences.

A figure flashed through his mind.

"...Shammir?"

he asks.

Samir, the father of Nega.

The war lion who has been accompanying King Camos to death.

The golden lion glanced at him deeply, and walked to Garland, his huge head lowered.

It was lying in front of Gallan, the gesture was obviously saluting him.

"My prince..."

As soon as the familiar voice sounded, Gallan froze.

This voice is what brought him here, and he heard in this place when he was reborn many times!