A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

In the morning, the sky was clear and bright, with white clouds floating in the blue sky.

The sun is not as hot as it is at noon, the breeze is slow, the temperature is the most comfortable time.

Led by Camos, Gallan came to a golden palace.

The arc-shaped bluestone arch stands in front of this golden palace, and two huge lion statues stand on either side of the arch.

The lifelike lions guard the arches. They hold their heads high, majestic, and majestic.

Garland looked up and stared at the golden palace in front of him.

The structure of this palace is completely different from other palaces. The whole palace has only one spacious hall and no other side halls.

On the way to here, Camos had told him that this palace was the place where the stone statues of Kings of Aaron Landis were placed.

Apart from some special circumstances, every year, the current Emperor Aaron Landis must come here to sacrifice to the first kings.

In addition to guarding the Royal Guards here, only the direct blood of the royal family is eligible to enter this palace.

This year's sacrifice has passed, but this time the special situation is just right.

The blood of the imperial royal family returned to Aaron Landis, of course, to come here to worship the first kings.

This is also to announce to everyone that Gallan has been recognized by previous kings, and the identity of the prince is unshakable.

After bringing Galran here, Camos was silent for a while.

"Gallan."

"Ok?"

"About you, for the sake of safety, only the father and emperor at the time, me, and Kehos sent to guard you and Tapti, who was in charge of secretly contacting Kehos, knew."

Camos said, "Other than that, no one else knows about your existence."

He stopped here before he continued.

"That is to say, except Kehos and Tapti, other people are not very familiar with you."

"Yes? I know this, for my safety."

Seeing Camos suddenly mention this, Garland was a little strange.

Camos stopped talking.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but took a big step and walked inside.

The guards in the back stood quietly with their heads down, without following.

Without the permission of the emperor, no one other than the royal blood can enter the palace without permission.

When Camos entered the arch, the royal guards standing on both sides of the arch bowed to Camos and Garland.

They wear Royal Guard armor, and the Royal Guard armor made of special metal glows with a light golden luster in the sun.

Only a bright red line on the shoulder armor, like blood dyed, symbolized the oath of the Royal Guard blood.

Walking into it, you can see countless stone pillars supporting this huge hall.

The roof is like a dome, and the interlaced multicolored glazes depict gorgeous murals, reflecting the sunlight and shining brightly.

In front of the arcuate wall, the hall can't see the end, there are countless half-length stone statues.

All of them were busts of King Aaron Landis.

Garlan looked around and tried hard to find something.

Camos, who knew Garlan's mind completely and had done something similar for the first time, brought him somewhere.

More than two thousand years ago, half-length stone statues of the lion king, the wise king, and the emperor Huimos stood in front of the wall.

The walls behind the stone statues carved their respective merits.

With a subtle mood, Gallan looked at him curiously.

However, after only a glance, the teenager fell into a long silence.

These three bust statues... seem to... seem to... almost... see no difference?

Except for the hairstyle and clothing, it looks like a person at first glance.

...Well, just like the historical celebrities in the history books he studied before except for the hairstyle and clothes that look exactly the same...

Looking at the younger brother with a subtle expression, Camos laughed.

When I was young, when I first saw these three bust statues, the feeling that I wanted to vomit blood and couldn't vomit it was finally not his personal experience.

He laughed and patted Gallan's head.

Guessing that Brother Camos must have deliberately read his own joke, Gallan glanced angrily at Camos.

He was about to say something, and suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him.

"His Majesty."

The familiar voice paused Gallan's brain for a moment.

As soon as he turned around and raised his eyes, he saw the person who had spoken just now.

The tall man stood in front of him, wearing a light gold armor of the Royal Guard system.

The slightly curly tan short hair is neatly combed behind the side cheek ears.

The sharp lips twitched, and the cold, severe eyes made his face more serious and rigid.

People will know at a glance that this is a man with no emotional intelligence and no human touch like a stone.

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He glanced at Garland.

"First meeting, His Royal Highness."

He looked at this prince for the first time with strange eyes, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

Leaning, kneeling down on the ground, he reported his identity without expression.

"I am the head of the Royal Guard, Xie Muer."

He said, in a tone as strange as his eyes.

The heart that throbbed violently in the previous moment fell for no reason and fell heavily.

Garland's lips opened, but he didn't know what to say.

He lowered his eyes, the shadow of his slender eyelashes covered his pupils, and the hands on his side clenched unconsciously.

Camos glanced at silent Gallan with the corner of his eyes, and sighed silently in the bottom of his heart.

Kehos and Tapti are okay. Although they don't have memories of the past, they are still very close to Gallan because one grew up guarding Gallan and one grew up watching Gallan grow up.

But Xie Muer...

He also met Sherman who became the Royal Guard a few years ago, so Sherman did not know about Garland.

Therefore, for Xiemuer in this life, if Gallan had no prince status, he would be a complete stranger to him.

As the head of the Royal Guard, he only had the duty and responsibility to protect the prince, but he had no affection for Garland.

With regard to the unfamiliar attitude of Xie Muer, it is conceivable how Gallan will feel.

Because of this, Camos had never let Galland and Xiemuer meet.

However, it is impossible to never meet.

Therefore, after hesitating for a long time, Camos let the two meet each other by the opportunity of offering sacrifices to the ancestors.

In Camos's complex gaze, the slightly silent youngster raised his eyes, a shallow smile appeared on his face.

Gallan gazed at Xie Muer who was kneeling in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's nice to meet you, Captain Xie Muer."

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Just after taking a shower, Huimus wiped his wet black hair with a towel.

Drops of water dripped from the tip of his hair to his cheeks, marking a water mark on his brownish skin.

A gaze kept falling on him.

Heimus turned to look.

Garlan sat on the stone fence outside the floor-to-ceiling window, standing on one knee, arms folded on his left knee, his chin resting on his arm, his eyes kept looking at Huimus.

He stared at Huimus so stunnedly for a long time without moving.

Heimus walked over and touched Garran's forehead.

"what happened?"

he asks.

Gallan looked at him with his face raised, his figure reflected in his golden pupil.

"I'm thinking……"

The teenager raised his hand, took his hand, and put his palm on his face.

The scarred brown palm clings to the fair and tender skin.

"If you did not make a contract with the gods, but reincarnate..."

Garland said softly.

He closed his eyes and gently rubbed his rough cheek with his cheek.

"I will definitely find you, no matter how long it takes, I will find you."

"I thought so."

"I also know that even if you find the reincarnated you, you won't remember me."

"But if you look at me with strange eyes when I find you..."

When Garland spoke here, there was a sudden pause.

He held Huimus' hand tighter.

He closed his eyes and moved the tip of his eyelashes slightly.

"I must be very... very sad..."

Even if I knew it in my heart, even if I knew that this kind of thing could not be avoided, even if I was already prepared to face someone I was familiar with, I would not remember myself.

However, it still feels uncomfortable.

Garran held out his hand, hugged the man standing in front of him tightly, and buried his face deeply in the other's arms.

His face rubbed against Heimus' abdomen, and the movement showed a deep attachment, like being coquettish.

Heimus didn't speak. He just looked down at the teenager in his arms. His eyes were deep. He seemed to be thinking about something, but his eyes were still gentle.

His hand gently stroked the young blond hair.