A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Son, do you know?

You, my son, I was the man who robbed Crown Prince and almost married Prince Crown--

Awesome?

A few years later, a middle-aged man boasted to his son while boasting to his son about his glory in his youth.

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Well, the premise is that you still have a chance to live and become a biological child.

Recalling the brazen words he said to the Crown Prince when he first saw the Crown Prince, Thrall's brain flashed a hundred and eight fancy deaths in a flash - of course, the objects of implementation are all he himself.

In an instant, his mind was blank.

Facing the knights who were furiously pulling their swords because of the vulgar words he blurted out in front of the crown prince, facing the cold light that shone brightly on his face in the dark night.

The young horse thief's face was dull, lost his soul, and his heart was ashamed.

He was aggrieved suddenly.

You said that you are a great prince, why did you come to this wild country?

Do you pretend to be a woman?

Still deliberately touching porcelain to let him take him back?

It is clear that it is deliberate, and it turns itself around.

That's right! Prince Wang deliberately bullied people!

Thrall, who was originally frightened and frightened, felt more and more wronged. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground. He sat like this, waiting for his death.

A pair of dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

"If you sit down like this again, the chance to solve the Siwari bandits in one go is gone."

Garlan's words made Thrall, who was still aggrieved, suddenly open his eyes and stare at Gallan.

"Take advantage of the fact that the person who took you directly attacked Siwari's bandit nest, it should be easy to hit."

Garland said, with a smile in his eyes.

"It was originally given to you for three months, and it is now cheaper for you."

Thrall's eyes lit up, but then hesitated again.

Fira's power was already weaker than Sivali. Even if Sivali had a defeat this time, but if they wanted to completely solve the Sivari bandit, they still had to use the power of the whole family to attack Sivali's lair.

Thrall was worried that if he took the clan to attack the lair of the Sivali bandits, the Sivali horse thieves who broke up and fled suddenly killed a carbine, and the clan who remained in the camp was in danger.

Gallan saw at a glance what Thrall was hesitating.

"Go."

He says.

"I will stay here two more days."

Thrall revitalized, and he understood what Garland meant.

Gallan said that he would stay here for two more days, that is to say, if the Fira were in danger, Gallan would not turn a blind eye.

He was about to say something, and raised his eyes to meet Gallan's golden eyes.

In the dark night, the teenager looked at him with an invisible sense of oppression.

"Remember, you must not kill the innocent after you have beaten Siwari's bandits."

After hearing this, Thrall frowned secretly.

He immediately remembered that Galan had chosen them Ferraras not because they were descended from the knights hundreds of years ago.

The crown prince chose them only because, although they were horse thieves, they had always adhered to the tradition of "just begging for wealth and not injuring innocent lives".

Everyone says that this crown prince has been a kind and gentle prince since childhood.

Thrall suddenly worried.

Because he had seen some nobles deliberately forgive or release criminals during their birthdays or celebrations, in order to promote his benevolent idiots.

In case this crown prince, who is praised by the world for his kindness...

He asked hesitantly: "Can't the captured Sivalim horse thieves be killed?"

Garland raised an eyebrow.

"Do you think those horse thieves belong to the category of innocents?"

Innocents must not be killed indiscriminately, provided that the other party is an innocent person.

Siwari's **** horse thief in murderous and arsonist hands is not included.

Thrall let out a sigh of relief.

Although he was beaten by Garland with such warning, he didn't feel dissatisfied, but because his heart was in his heart, his mind stabilized.

A kind-hearted Prince with the right limit is more reassuring and trustworthy.

He no longer talked, he quickly got up, greeted Galland deeply, and then quickly left to summon the horses to attack the village of Sivary.

Presumably, the hundreds of Fira who had been tricked into the oasis by Termia have also been rushed back after being summoned.

He has to move quickly.

Otherwise, you can't finish the task, if you can't hold Prince Wang's thick legs, everything is over.

If so, he had to hammer himself.

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With this thought in mind, Thrall vowed to perform well in front of the crown prince. Thrall took just over a day to cleanly complete the task of destroying the Sivali bandits.

Gallan's identity is known only to him, including his father.

At the end of the trip to send Gallan away, Thrall still couldn't hold back and asked the question hidden in his heart for a long time.

"If this black knight is an adult, as long as he carries a thousand cavalry, he can easily sweep the entire desert of Thrall."

He asked, "Why don't you do this?"

Directly sweeping the Saar desert clean and clear, this is obviously the easiest way for the crown prince, why did the crown prince choose the most troublesome method instead.

Thrall couldn't understand it.

"Except for your Fira, Thrall's desert horse thieves are outsiders."

"A lot of people are here in exile from other places. Among them, there are criminals who have escaped, and people who have been persecuted and have to escape... Because only the Saar desert has no order, people who have nowhere to go will go from all directions. Gather here."

Garland looked up, looking at the endless desert.

"As long as one day cannot solve this most fundamental problem, even if all the horse thieves are killed now, but as long as the army cannot be stationed here for a long time, then, soon, there will still be new bandits."

The golden eyes that looked like the sun in the sky looked into the distance, and the young man's eyes were full of sharpness.

Gallan said: "I want to build a new order here."

Thrall did not speak, he just looked up at Gallan.

He stared at the young prince's blond hair shining in the sun.

The bright blond hair seemed to bring the brilliance of Samash to this land where justice and order had not existed for hundreds of years.

The horse hissed, and Gallan riding on the horse turned back and looked back at Thrall.

He suddenly said, "Saar, you already know my identity. Then you should also know that after you complete the task I gave you, I can let you and the people of Fira live on the richest and fertile land. A superior life."

He looked at Thrall with a deep meaning in his eyes.

"Now, as long as you change your request, I will also give you a promise."

Thrall froze.

...To live a carefree life in rich and fertile land...

As long as he speaks now, a word.

You can get it all.

Thrall lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and drove the huge temptation out of his head.

"His Crown Prince, we don't need fertile land."

The leader of Fira replied that he bowed his head deeply to Galland.

His words were firm and firm.

"Please help us... to reproduce the past prosperity of Saarland!"

Garland stared at Thrall.

"Even if the process is very difficult?"

"Yes."

Thrall answered.

"Even if the process is so long that it will take decades or even hundreds of years, it will take several generations of your people of Fira to do it?"

"Yes!"

Thrall answered decisively.

"The gods of Aaron Landis are on it, and the people of Fira will never abandon their homeland."

Garland nodded slightly, and the corners of his lips raised a slight arc.

He didn't look away.

What he intends, this Fira leader and the Fira people behind him will certainly do it.

"it is good."

He bent his eyes and said to Thrall with a smile.

"Then, as agreed at the beginning, when the land of Thrall returns to peace, I will help you and let the land of Thrall regain the prosperity of the past."

Thrall did not speak.

He leaned over, kneeled down on the ground, and bowed his head deeply to Gallan.

...

The people of Fira prayed to the gods for hundreds of years in this barren land.

Pray for the mercy and salvation of the gods.

Today, this crown prince...

Perhaps it was the will given to the people of Fira by the gods.

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On the way back, a clear eagle song suddenly came from the clear sky.

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Garland looked up and saw a dark shadow descend from the sky.

Annu spread her wings, extended her claws, and landed on the right arm raised by Huimus. The claws clasped the tough black leather gauntlets on the forearm firmly.

Heimos took off the copper tube that was tied to his leg, glanced at the paper inside, and then looked up at Galland.

"what happened?"

Garland suddenly had a bad hunch.

"Tapiti secretly heard the news that King Camos has left the city."

"!!!"

Garland was shocked.

"Tomorrow is the deadline?"

As soon as he raised his hand and sent Annu to the sky, Huimus spread his hand.

"Probably King Camos' instinct told him that you would not go back on time honestly."

"........."

"Oh, by the way, it seems that Xie Muer also followed."

".........Hymos."

"Ok?"

"Are you gloating over?"

"No."

"........."

The eyes are clear!

...

No, no, now is not the time to care about this.

It's over.

Brother Wang really came to catch people.

......Eh, the elder brother has forgotten, and the big deal of shameless coquettishness can be confused.

The point is, Xie Muer couldn't get through it.

Especially if Xie Muer still knows that he has been hanging out with the horse thief these days...

Ridiculous!

Nothing! ! !

Gallan felt as if he had heard the roar of Lord Priest.

"That, Huimos, discuss something... just because you want to solve the Sivali bandit directly, we only delayed for two days, eh, can't we?"

Garland looked carefully at Huimus with a look of anticipation.

I don't know if it's because of the aura. When Huimus was still young, Xiemuer rarely reprimanded him, and now it is even less.

So, let him take a little, occasionally, little back, it should be... no problem?

Seeing Garland's eyes flashing clearly suggesting what to do, Huimus raised his mouth.

"it is good."

He took the pot readily.

Garland just breathed a sigh of relief and heard Heimus continue.

"Including Fira's camp, you owe me twice."

"Hey?"

"After these two rewards, I will look for opportunities to return."

".........Hyimos, don't you think...one should be a little more open-minded and not worry too much to live a happier life?"

"No, I feel very happy to be a narrow-minded person."

"........."

Along the way, the knights who listened to the fight between the two princes all looked away and smirked with difficulty.

The sand was rolling, and a group of horses drove towards the distance.

The sky is clear and the sun is blazing hot, which brightly shines the land that is about to usher in a new life.

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Twenty years later.

The city of Fira.

Also known as Fira Oasis.

This oasis that happens to be in the middle of the Saar Desert is the largest oasis in the desert and the most prosperous place in the Saar Desert.

It is a peculiar city.

Said it is a city, but there is no city wall.

It is a city built in an oasis.

Its citizens live in oasis, and its territory will continue to expand as the oasis expands.

Fira people live in the oasis of Fira.

This family of horse thieves didn't know when they suddenly became stronger. After annihilating all forces in Thrall's desert, they surrendered directly to Wang Ting in exchange for Wang Ting's pardon.

Since then, the Fira have only done two things.

One is to ensure the order of the Saar desert, and the other is to plant trees.

Day after day, year after year, the Fira people continue to plant trees, expanding the oasis a little bit.

In the first few years, the Fira people still need Wang Ting’s material support, but as the oasis grows larger, all caravans that pass through the desert of Saar will choose to settle here. For such a long time, the Fira oasis will become The most important transit point for caravans in the desert of Saarland.

Countless caravans will choose to come here to exchange goods.

With the prosperity of business, the once-quiet oasis prospered day by day.

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On the high hill, a weathered middle-aged man stood there.

He looked at the earth from a distance.

Standing here, he could see the bustling people in the oasis.

Who would have thought that twenty years ago, this was the place where caravans were terrified.

Where the sight is, it is a green that symbolizes life and vitality.

Those young children who were not born very long could not have imagined that twenty years ago, the place where the middle-aged man stood and saw his eyes was a dry desert.

Thrall slowly squatted down, his legs crossed, his arms pressed against his knees.

He clasped his hands together and continued to look quietly into the distance, with a mottled tree shadow swaying on his body, and a fresh wind of green leaves flew across his cheeks.

It was like the clear voice of the teenager in his memory.

[I have agreed with you that I will let Thrall land regain prosperity. 】

The fair-haired Prince Wang promised him here and extended his hand to the poor horse thief at the time.

He never forgot.

Even after twenty years have passed, everything is still clearly imprinted in his memory.

King Garland...

Thrall squatted quietly on the ground.

The young king, who was deeply loved by the Aaron Landis, had passed away for fifteen years.

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"Dad!"

A crisp girl sounded.

Thrall turned his head and saw that his favorite little daughter was smiling happily, grabbing a handful of white flowers and rushing towards him.

"Hug~~~"

The little girl opened her hand at Thrall.

After wiping his face, the man got up and smiled to catch the younger daughter, lifted up and turned around in the air, and then let her ride on his neck.

He turned his head and glanced again at the green earth where he could not see the end.

he thinks,

This proud green land is the trace left by that man.

He turned and took his little daughter down the hill.

The little girl riding on his neck grabbed his head and laughed all the way.

"Tell a story, I want to hear it."

She shouted happily.

"I want to hear the story of the little prince you often tell~~"

"it is good."

Raising his beloved little daughter steadily, Thrall spoke with a smile.

"A long time ago, when everyone was having a hard time, a beautiful little prince appeared in front of everyone. He had shiny blond hair..."

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In Aaron Landis, the people of Fira, known as the guardians of the green space, have a legend for thousands of years.

A long time ago, the people of Fira, abandoned by the gods, had been struggling in the barren and chaotic homeland.

They continually prayed to the gods for their salvation.

At this time, a young prince appeared in front of them.

He brought the light and order back to Thrall's land, bringing the green life back to the people of Fira.

This is the legend of the people of Fira who have been guarding the green areas of Thrall for thousands of years.

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