A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The light of dawn shone from the distant horizon, the night receded, and the blazing sun showed a little edge on the ground.

The morning wind swept across the ground, taking away the dew that rolled down on the green leaves at night.

Mount Teverul stands tall on the ground, and at the top of the mountain, the majestic waterfall is still running, falling like a galaxy from the sky, making a deafening roar.

Huge splashes of water splashed through the air, refracting the rays of the rising sun.

The white deer stood on the top of the misty mountain, and the surging water rushed down at its slender feet, impacting the rock.

It stood steadily and quietly at the top of the waterfall.

It held its head high, and the white velvet on its slender neck glowed with satin under the light.

Its eyes show the color of human mourning.

The clear water-like eyes reflected the slowly rising sun on the horizon, and the scorching sun seemed to rise under its eyes.

The white deer closed his eyes.

A teardrop suddenly came from the corner of his eyes.

It turned around and jumped from the high mountain.

Between several breaths, the white figure has been hidden deep in the dense green jungle.

Since then, no one has seen this white figure.

The legendary white sacred beast of the Twirl Mountains has never been there.

Many years later, only ancient songs and broken stone tablets still recorded the legend that the white deer delivered the laurel branch to the young prince that day...

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It was already dawning, and as soon as Tapti walked into the courtyard, he saw a huge golden figure lying in front of the gate of the dormitory, and creaked and creaked at the closed gate.

The hollow carved door has been scratched by the big lion's claws.

After seeing Tapti coming, Niega turned and yelled at her, obviously letting Tapti open the door and let it in.

The chief lady couldn't help laughing.

"Nega, you sneak in again, your majesty will be angry."

She said to Nega with a smile.

But he stepped forward and opened the door to Nega.

As soon as the door opened, Nega rushed in.

But it looked around in the room and found no one, so he sniffed by the big bed.

Along with the smell he smelled, he turned and looked towards the floor window.

A gust of wind blew up the screen that covered the floor-to-ceiling windows.

At the moment when the veil rose, the figure standing outside appeared in front of Niega.

With a bang, the woman chief held the glass cup with warm water in her hand and fell to the ground, shattering it.

Light green shards of glass splashed across the ground.

Heimus stood on the large balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the veil of wind was fluttering in front of him.

The dark forehead was scattered around his cheeks, his head was bowed, so that he could not see the look on his face at the moment.

He just stood and lowered his head, looking at Gallan, who was hugged in his arms.

Garland leaned in Huimus's arms, his eyebrows stretched like a sleepy child, long blond hair gleaming in the sun shining from Huimus's brown arm holding him.

He slept deeply and was quiet.

Huimus walked into the room holding Gallan.

As he walked forward, the long hair that fell from his arm flew a golden trace in the air.

Tapti stayed in place.

She stared blankly at Gallan, thinking nothing, saying nothing, and her mind was blank at this moment.

A low wailing sound broke the silence in the room, and the big lion, who had turned around around Himmos, leaned in front of Galland and put Galland's shoulder on his head.

Seeing Gallan ignore it, she still fell asleep in the arms of the man he didn't like. Negah was wronged and snorted.

It opened its mouth, biting Galland's blond hair falling in the air, and pulled gently.

In the past, when he bit Gallan's hair, Gallan pretended to be very angry, taught him with a straight face, and fined him to eat less meat.

This is true every time.

But this time, he bit Galgar's hair and pulled it several times, but Gallan didn't respond.

"Ao?"

The big lion let go of his mouth and snorted suspiciously.

Seeing Garland ignore it, he yelled at Heimus again, as if asking.

No one still answered it.

"Ao? Ao..."

The lion whispered lowly, and after a few whispers, I wondered if I realized what it was, and quieted down.

It stood quietly in front of Huimus, with huge eyes staring at Gallan in his arms without blinking.

Huimus lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms.

Then he looked up and walked out with Gallan walking.

The door was open, outside, staring staringly at the maids and guards who brought him out of King Garland, and fell on his knees.

What they have understood.

They bowed their heads in sorrow, showing pain in their eyes.

When Huimus walked out with Gallan in his arms, Nyga stayed for a while and immediately chased him out.

It followed him step by step, looking at the familiar blond hair shaking in front of it.

"Aw."

In the last bewildering whisper from Nega, who was chasing out, Tapti, who was still standing in the room, seemed to stand unsteadily, staggering, and hitting his back on the stone pillar. .

She leaned her head on the stone pillar and lowered her head, her mouth covered firmly with her hands did not make a sound.

Big tears came out of her eyes and wet her messy hair with temples.

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The wind whizzed past the border of the far north of Tasda.

Tasda's young general who had just taken office suddenly turned his head, his eyes crossed the sky and looked to the southeast.

"What's wrong? Opada?"

"It's nothing." Opada shook his head. He said, "Just..."

It’s just what he didn’t know.

It was just abrupt, and the pain in the chest seemed to be pierced by a needle.

He raised his hand and touched his chest. The azure gemstone that had been hanging around his neck was gone, and he was sent to the warm and distant city.

Delivered to the young boy as bright as the light.

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On the martial arts training ground of the palace, the sound of iron bangs kept on.

The long sword and the silver gun hit hard together, and then they separated again.

As the little girl raised her hand, she put away the silver gun skillfully. She gasped and sweat slipped from her cheeks.

She looked at the opposite young knight who was panting and sweating violently and asked him: "Are you going to see King Gallan today?"

Novi didn't raise his eyes, just hummed.

He raised his hand and inserted the long sword back into the sheath.

"Then I will..."

Xiao Wang's words didn't finish, suddenly, a powerful bell sounded between heaven and earth

Magnificent and long, passed to all directions.

"Bells?"

The little girl who heard the bell for the first time here raised her head in disbelief and looked around.

The sound of Keng around her turned her gaze back.

The long sword, which had not yet been fully inserted back into the sheath, lay quietly on the ground, but he did not look down at the young knight who had always loved the treasure.

He stood in the same place, looking at the direction of the bell, his expression was blank.

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Behind the golden palace stands a tall bell tower, which is the highest place in the entire palace and even the entire royal city.

A huge brass ancient clock hangs at the top of the bell tower.

It has been hanging there for a long, long time, experienced dozens of dynasties, and has precipitated a simple and vicissitudes of breath.

Its bells are thick and powerful, long and bright, and can be heard within a few square meters.

It last sounded five years ago.

When the vigorous and long bell sounded between heaven and earth, the whole Wangcheng was quiet.

Everyone in the king city stopped their movements.

The people on the street turned their heads, the people in the room hurriedly opened the windows, and everyone looked at the tall bell tower that stood behind the palace.

Everyone's face was filled with consternation, and there was an incredible look in their eyes.

They stared blankly at the bell tower in the distance and suddenly thought they were in a dream.

But the bells were ringing, and with one sound, the thick sounds lingered endlessly in the city.

Once, again, it shook everyone's chest fiercely.

The bell was proclaiming to everyone that the young king they loved had been taken back to the kingdom of heaven by the gods.

The time of the whole royal city seems to be still at this moment, and everyone stays in place.

I don't know how long it took, and finally someone moved.

Someone leaned over and fell to his knees.

It was like an appointment, as if an invisible voice sounded in the bottom of my heart, more and more people leaned over one by one and knelt on the ground.

After a while, no one was standing on the street.

The people who stayed at home also knelt in front of the open window, hands clenched to their chests.

Everyone lowered their heads deeply, towards the golden palace.

A large royal city was quiet, and almost no sound could be heard except for the bells.

The sun shone down and fell on countless people who knelt quietly on the ground, clenched their hands, and faced with sadness and closed eyes.

At this moment, the world seems to be silent.

Only the solemn bell, with a click, still echoed on the ground, with endless desolation.

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The bell was ringing, above the earth.

In the palace, the young bodyguard stood in the courtyard, staring up at the direction of the clock tower.

His face was a bit dazed.

The bell rang.

He stood blankly, remembering in a trance when he first entered the palace as a bodyguard four years ago.

He still remembers clearly, that evening, under the fiery sunset, the sleeping young king lying on the secluded courtyard grass.

At that time, the young king put a finger on his forehead and smiled at the panicked man with a smile.

‘Go deceive Xie Muer for me, this is Wang Ming. ’

Obviously it should be the unattainable king, but he smiled bright and pure like a child.

Then he exhausted his life's courage to deceive the high priest who was chasing him.

Every time he thinks about it, he feels terrified. But he couldn't help but steal the music and felt that he could be proud of this matter for a lifetime.

Clap.

auzw.com The young bodyguard bowed his head blankly, and saw a drop of water on the back of his hand holding the hilt.

He raised his hand and felt his face no longer know when he was wet with tears.

He pressed his face and gritted his teeth.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he couldn't stop crying.

He bent his knees slowly and fell to the ground.

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My king.

May the gods have taken you to the kingdom of the gods.

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King Garland

After reigning for five years, he died of illness.

Beloved by the public.

It is said that on the day when the death bell sounded, the entire Wangcheng was in endless pain.

The mournful weeping was endless.

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On this day, it started to drizzle.

Not big, hazy, very shallow, and can wet the temples.

On the tall city wall, above an arrow tower, a dark-skinned general was sitting cross-legged on the roof of the arrow tower.

The fine raindrops rustled on the tiles.

He raised his arm, and the pitch-black wine jar was steadily raised by him.

He raised his head and just directed the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

His throat wriggled constantly, swallowing the wine in his mouth, and the liquid oozing from the corners of his lips wet the messy scum, which ran down his neck and soaked the clothes in his chest.

Drinking too hard, he suddenly choked and coughed violently.

He coughed a few times before slowing down, and put the wine jar beside him.

On top of the tile, behind him, there are two or three empty wine jars.

He squeezed the wine jar with half of the altar left beside him, but did not continue to drink, but looked at the distance fascinatingly.

He looked at the opposite side of the palace, the direction of the royal tomb.

The fine raindrops fell on the general's dark face. Suddenly, a melodious sound of flute came from a distant place.

In the quiet rain curtain, the flute sounded long.

As a slave, even if he has become a military commander with a low status, Twa has never understood the so-called music and art.

But at this moment, the long flute sound inexplicably touched the saddest place in his heart.

Just listening to it for a while, it made his heart sore.

Listening to the flute, the ruthless military general's eyes turned red uncontrollably.

With a handful of rain on his face, Twa leaped down from the tower with the wine jar and found it. Not far along the city wall, he saw a young man standing in the drizzle.

It was a young man with a very handsome face, and in a bard costume, most of his body was wet. It looked like a servant, and he seemed to have just hurried back.

The dark-haired minstrel stood quietly above the city wall, standing in the drizzle, facing the direction of the distant King's Mausoleum.

At the end of the song, he put down his flute.

Through the hazy rain curtain, he looked quietly forward.

Twa walked over.

"What did you blow?"

He asked, taking another sip of wine.

""Funeral Song"."

Shulos answered.

Funeral song.

Legend has it that Aphrodite lost her love, and the beautiful teenager she admired obsessively was killed by the disease.

She wept and cried with her loved one, and the tears that she fell turned into red roses.

Her cry was like a song, and the others just listened to it, and she was heartbroken by it, and she couldn't help crying.

Descendants wrote this song according to this legend.

"General Slave, you..." Unconsciously called this title, Shuloston gave a moment, "Sorry, I was offended, General Twa."

"No, just call it."

Twa waved his hand.

"I used to be unhappy, but now I think about it, this title is the glory that King Galland gave me... I am proud of it."

He said as he passed the wine jar.

"So, just call it that way."

Shulos said nothing more and reached for the wine jar Twa passed.

Drinking directly into the wine jar is not in line with his beauty.

He thought, then looked up, opened his mouth, and drank it, wet wet black hair slipping off the corner of his eyes.

In the drizzle, no one spoke again, the two were drinking like this, quietly looking at Wang Ling's direction.

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One of the two rivers that fed Aaron Landis, the Enki River runs through the entire king city, and ends at the end from the high cliffs to the sea.

On the other side of the golden palace, across the river is the tomb of the dead.

A river is the boundary between life and death.

Among the pure white tombs, the latest palace has been opened.

After King Aaron Landis ascended the throne, he would build his own palace in the tomb.

Some kings even spent decades trying to build their palaces to be magnificent and magnificent. In the end, they didn't have time to complete the work before they died.

Although he had only been in office for five years, Garland’s palace had already been completed.

Although he possessed countless possessions, it only took two years to build his own Wangling Palace. It is the fastest and smallest palace in this tomb.

This exquisite and small white palace stood quietly in the corner of the tomb.

The green peacock sarcophagus has been sent into it and placed on the high platform at the end of the hall.

The hall is very quiet.

There are only a few people here, and not many people are qualified to enter the palace.

Huimus stood on the high platform next to the peacock sarcophagus, his hands pressed against it.

Garland lay quietly in the sarcophagus, his brows as peaceful as sleep, but his skin was pale without blood.

Huimus looked down at Garland, and had been watching for a long time.

No one knows how long he will continue to watch here.

Under the high platform of the sarcophagus, Xie Muer stood, holding a golden scepter in his right hand.

The high priest, who was always dressed neatly and meticulously, was scattered around the corners of his eyes at the moment, and there was a little stubble on the side of his chin that had not been cleaned.

The cuffs were stained with water, and the hem of the robe was stained while walking.

If it is usual, Xie Muer, who has serious cleanliness, can't bear it. But at this moment, he seemed to be unconscious, just staring blankly at the green sarcophagus above. The usual succinctness and seriousness had long disappeared without a trace, and the whole person looked like a lost soul.

The blonde knight stood aside quietly, and since the day the bell rang in the royal city, he never spoke again.

He was standing silently, and there was a huge roar outside.

He subconsciously looked up and looked out of the door, and saw the head of the Royal Knights, Sage, standing at the door, yelling anxiously at him.

"Sir Kehos, the holy beast is out of control!"

Kehuos giggled.

Today, the prince was sent to the king's tomb. Niega followed behind him. He followed the king's tomb and stopped until he followed the palace.

When they came in, Niega stood outside, motionless.

The roar just now...

Kehuos quickly rushed out of the palace gate, only to see the royal knights who were knocked away by the lion, and the back of Nega who ran away quickly.

Too late to think, he immediately caught up.

Nega runs very fast, and even he can only follow behind, and can't catch up.

He followed behind Nega and ran to the end of Wang Ling.

It was a high cliff by the sea, and the waves slammed beneath the cliff and made a huge roar.

The wide Enki River fell into the sea from here, and the place it ran through divided the earth in two.

On the other side of the river bank is the golden palace.

Standing on the cliff here, you can vaguely see the open courtyard facing the sea in the palace.

That's where Garlan likes to take Nega to play.

Kehos caught up and saw Nega standing on the top of the cliff.

The golden male lion stood in the misty drizzle, and a huge sea breeze blew from the sea, making its thick mane undulate like an ocean wave, and rustled in the wind.

Niega stood quietly on the cliff, his huge head turned around, looking at the palace on the other side of the river, as if remembering something.

"Nega."

Kehos shouted Nega's name loudly.

The lion turned his head and gave him a look.

Inexplicably, Kehuo Si palpitated for a moment.

The lion above the cliff suddenly raised its head, a roar of roar, deafening, resounded through the world, and crushed the surging waves under the sea cliff.

The roar seemed to tear the curtain of rain, shaking the earth.

After the roar, the male lion leaned back slightly.

"Nega -!!!"

Kehuos shouted in silence.

This time, the lion never looked back at him.

It ran forward quickly, through the fine rain curtain, and ran above the high sea cliff.

Then, leap forward.

It jumped high on the edge of the sea cliff, and a huge golden shadow crossed an arc in the sky.

There was a sound of waves crashing under the cliff.

Kehuos stood staring blankly for a long, long time.

The rain is still raining and the drizzle is getting bigger.

He knelt down slowly, his hands pressed against the ground.

**The blond hair was scattered on his cheeks. He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and his hands on the ground shook uncontrollably.

[Prince Garland, from now on, I will be your guardian knight. 】

The waves were still continually flapping against the sea cliffs, and the sound of the huge waves submerged the knights who knelt on the cliffs, crying silently.

[I will protect you until the dead. 】

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