A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Garland woke up in the middle of the night. When he opened his eyes, he felt like he was lying on the bed, so he habitually thought he restarted again.

After all, except for the last time, every time he was reborn, he woke up in bed.

Was he given another chance?

Garland thought so and looked around.

After reading the surrounding scenery, a strange, ordinary hut, he immediately understood that he did not restart.

Feelings of pain came faintly from his wrists and ankles, he thought, he was probably rescued after passing out, that is to say, Brother Camos, they still came in time, and took him from the black at a critical moment. The robe was rescued.

Can't you come earlier?

Ten minutes earlier, I don't have to suffer this kind of sin.

The tingling sensations from his hands and feet made Gallan complain in his heart.

However, when I think about it, if it was not for him to succeed, in order to delay the time to do the thing of releasing the child, he would not be taken by the priest of the cult as a sacrifice.

Even, from the beginning, he wouldn't be unlucky if he didn't have to brave the hero to do that bait.

So in the final analysis, it was he who made himself suffer.

With a sigh in his heart, Garland turned his head. He felt thirsty and wanted to drink some water. But there was no one in the house quietly except him.

Isn't there even a caregiver?

......Forget it, Brother Wang and Xie Muer, the kind of muscular nerves that can only fight, how can they consider the problem of patients needing care.

But, very thirsty, he wanted to drink water.

Garran hesitated, but the thirsty throat made him tolerate the pain in his hands and feet, slowly crawling off the bed, leaning on the wall, and staggering out of the room.

This was a place he had never seen before. He went out and there was a small courtyard outside.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a small artificial rock made, and below it is a large bonsai with a height of half a person. There is a clear water flowing down the artificial stone wall. Sound of water.

The clear water glowed in the moonlight, and Gallan couldn't help but walked over. He pressed his hands against the edge of the bonsai, leaned forward to reach out, leaned in, and took a few sips of water directly from his mouth.

The cool water moisturized his somewhat chapped lips, and the coolness went down his throat, relieving the burning heat of his body. And the splash of water fell on his face and sideburns, and the cool feeling made him feel very comfortable. He tilted his head, squinting subconsciously, enjoying the feeling of cool water falling on his face.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, blocking his face, and also blocking the cold water splashes that fell on his face.

Garland opened his eyes in amazement, before it was too late to see who was the owner of the hand. Suddenly, his waist was hugged, and then his body was light. He was beaten up by the person around him.

As soon as he looked up, he met the familiar golden-red eyes.

The teenager who held him looked down at him, frowned, and rebuked him.

"Do you want to continue a serious illness?"

King Camos ordered him to leave, and Huimus did not resist the king's order, because he heard an irresistible tone from Xie Muer's tone.

He felt that if he refused to leave, the priest of Samash would still take mandatory measures to let him leave. Therefore, he obeyed the orders of King Camos.

And he knew that King Camos and their business were busy, and even if they had time to visit Gallan, they would not be able to stay there for too long. Therefore, he did not need to resist King Camos and Xiemuer head-on, as long as they waited for them to leave and come back again.

When it was late at night, Huimus opened his eyes for a while in his residence, opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and estimated that King Camos had almost left, he got up and came straight.

The knight guarding outside the courtyard did not receive an order that Prince Heimus could not enter, nor was Xiemuer allowed King Camos to issue such an order, so Heimus still entered smoothly.

Just as soon as he entered this small courtyard, a fire burst into his mind.

He saw that the kid who was supposed to lie down on the bed and rested in such a cool night would come out without wearing a robe, and he also got together in the cold running water to let the water poured-

This is simply not taking your body seriously.

So Huimos directly picked up the disobedient child and couldn't help but scold.

The child picked up by him looked up and saw him, and his golden amber eyes widened at once.

Large, round and round, the moonlight was like the brightest gemstone, and the fire in his heart was poured into a clean spot instantly.

The teenager squeezed his lips tight, his face flat, and with a clear angry face, he carried Gallan back into the room and put it back on the bed.

"What are you doing out there?"

Huimus asked sullenly.

Unable to understand why the sudden appearance of Heimus looked unhappy, Gallan responded subconsciously.

He said, "...thirsty and want to drink water."

"Wait."

Heimos dropped a sentence and went out.

While Gallan was still ignorant, he soon returned. It was just that there was an extra cup in the hand of the teenager who came back, and then Garland saw Huimus sitting by the bed and handed him the cup.

He unconsciously reached out and wanted to take it from the other party. But Heimus glanced at the snowy bandages wrapped around his hands, raised his hands, avoiding the hand he reached over, and then straightened the mouth of the cup to his lips.

"Uh, myself..."

Although it is a child's body, even if it is fed by Brother Wang, what is fed by a dead enemy is...

"Your hands continue to move, and the wound will crack again."

"..."

Indeed, a tingling sensation came from his wrist. When the hand moves a little, the tingling sensation becomes worse.

It is really painful that Galland weighed the pros and cons. Anyway, he has been fed by Brother Camos as a child, and it does not matter if he continues to be a child in front of others.

He made excuses for himself in this way, then opened his mouth obediently and drank water.

Heimus watched Gallan open his mouth skillfully, taking a sip and drinking the water in small sips, his lips were no longer as pale as they were not long ago, but a little bloody.

The throat with the white bandage on was swallowed, and the bandage was white and dazzling. He had the urge to reach out and touch, but he finally refrained.

The child finished drinking and looked up at him.

Soft and fluffy pale blonde hair wrapped around the small slap face, and big golden eyes looked at him.

"Did you save me?"

As he emptied the empty glass on the table, Huimus's hand paused.

He turned his back to Gallan and whispered: "...No."

He said, "It's King Camos."

At the last minute, a lightning bolt shot by King Camos penetrated the hand of the black robe.

Therefore, the person who saved Garland was King Camos, not him.

"Oh."

Garland suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was okay that Brother Camos saved him.

He thought happily.

If he was saved by Heimus and saved by his dead enemy, how embarrassing he would be.

"Next time..."

While Galan was glad in his heart, Huimus suddenly came over.

The teenager leaned over and pressed his hands against the edge of the bed, his eyes blinking at Gallan without blinking.

At this moment, his expression was so serious that it was like an oath.

"Wait for the next time, when you do this again--"

Come from me.

Later, I will be stronger than King Camos.

When you are in danger again, I will protect you personally.

A loud scream suddenly broke out at the door, interrupting Huimus's unspoken words. The two subconsciously turned their eyes to the door, and saw a maid standing there, covering her mouth, showing a panicked look.

"Yes, I'm sorry, because I suddenly had something wrong, so I left for a while, then, that--"

She was the person who was responsible for the night watch for Garland. She stayed in the middle of the night, and she was really sleepy. Seeing that Garland showed no signs of waking up, she left for a while and went out to find something to refresh her.

Unexpectedly, Galan woke up just when she left. At this moment, seeing the two of them in the room looking over, the maid in disrepair lowered her head in panic and desperately apologized.

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"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, please forgive me."

Half of what was said was interrupted, and with the addition of strangers, Huimus did not intend to say that again.

He touched Garland's head and said softly, "Stop running."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, but when he walked past the maid, he said in a low voice.

"Take good care, and you will be severely punished the next time."

"Yes, it is!"

The maid shivered.

Obviously, she was just a teenager younger than her, but she couldn’t be more afraid just listening to the voice.

Garland sat on the bed and looked at the back of Huimos leaving. He always felt that there was something wrong with what he said.

He pondered for a while, and finally realized what was wrong.

Suddenly, he was angry.

Huimus, please wait for me, what do you mean by that?

Next time?

Are you guys cursing me?

When I encounter that kind of thing again? This unlucky thing comes again?

Pooh!

joke! I don't want this at all next time! Your curse will not work!

Gallan fell to the table in his heart because of injuries to his hands and feet.

Everyday #Hyimos this guy is definitely not good for me-#series.

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I slept until dawn, and after the noon of the next day, Camos finally had time to visit his younger brother again. Naturally, Xiemuer also followed him.

Garland's hair, still sitting on the bed, was messed up by Camos standing by the bed, like a bird's nest.

"You little guy really scared me, do you not consider the consequences?"

King Camos rubbed his younger brother's head hard while shattering his thoughts like an old mother.

"Why are you so stupid, so reckless? Obviously, when I make an appointment, I will protect myself, but do such a dangerous thing, you are against the king's order!"

"I was wrong, Brother Wang."

Gallan looked at King Camos and said that he admitted the mistake very honestly and honestly.

But no one noticed that he looked at Camos with a look of expectation hidden deep in his eyes.

"Are you punishing me?"

Since he woke up, Garland was even more determined.

In any case, he had to find a way to get rid of the identity of this younger brother.

It was too dangerous to stay in the royal family, beside King Camos, and beside him, who was still cursing him.

As a younger brother, he did as if his life would be in danger anytime, anywhere.

He had a feeling that as long as he was still the younger brother, that doom would haunt him lingeringly.

Next time or something... If you go on like this, the curse of Hyimus will really come true.

Therefore, Brother Wang, you see me as useless, so reckless, and so simple things can be messed up, even without the ability to protect myself-you see, waste wood like me is not suitable for what to do as a younger brother, do What heir to Aaron Landis.

So hurry up, hurry up, and waste me.

Garlan, who thought so, looked at King Camos expectantly, only hoping that he would continue to reprimand himself, the harsher the reprimand, the better, and the more disappointed with himself.

I saw that the little prince looked at Camos with a small face on his back, and his fluffy blond hair was scattered on his cheeks. A small face was pale, almost bloodless, and his long eyelashes flickered, looking again. It is pitiful and cute.

Seen by that, King Camos' heart was suddenly wailing, and the heart of our mighty lion king on the battlefield instantly softened into a pool of water.

No penalty.

My little brother is so sensible, so cute, so obedient, how can I afford the penalty?

King Camos, who wanted to continue to reprimand Galland, shut his mouth at the sight of Galland, and felt the slightly pale face of Gallan with a distressed and gentle touch.

"Forget it, pay attention next time."

Garland: "??? You are not angry, brother?"

King Camos: "I'm not angry anymore, Brother Wang is not angry at all, good~"

Garland: "........."

Brother Wang, how can you not be angry?

There was a cough next to him, and Xie Muer, who had been standing quietly aside, finally found an opportunity to speak.

"King Camos is right, Your Highness Garland, your behavior is too reckless."

He said blankly.

"Although I have always known that you are a dull, unwilling, weak person, I did not expect that you would do such a stupid behavior."

"As a prince of Aaron Landis, everything you do does not match your identity."

"You have no self-knowledge, miscalculated your abilities, and did something you couldn't do at all; you were brave and unsuccessful, which led to the development of such a dangerous situation; you are too weak to protect yourself. Can't do—"

As soon as the priest of Samash opened his mouth, he criticized Gallan for nothing.

Suddenly, King Camos protecting the calf was not happy.

"Hey, Xie Muer, it's a bit overdone."

Garland stared at Xie Muer.

He said.

It’s okay, go ahead and say more, the more you say, the better. I don’t care, I really don’t care.

Hurry up, Xie Muer, continue to criticize me, it is best to immediately propose to the Wang Brother to abolish my useless young brother, don't be polite, come and criticize me!

Xie Muer, who had criticized Galland fiercely, suddenly paused and coughed.

"but--"

He coughed and said, "His Highness, Galland, is commendable for your bravery in the face of danger and the guardianship of the people of Aaron Landis."

The priest of Samash looked at Gallan and said flatly.

"So, I am willing to apologize to you and withdraw the phrase "I have no expectation of your future" I once said."

After talking, Xie Muer bowed slightly, then turned away.

Behind him, the little prince sitting on the bed was stupid.

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No...no no no no no, Xie Muer, you give me wait.

You misunderstood, really misunderstood.

I am really a waste that is worthless and has a future growth value of zero. As you said, it is dull, stupid, weak, brave and unrelenting, and it is absolutely a scumbag!

Xie Muer, don't go—

Don't take back that sentence!

Trust me! I'm really not worth the waste you look forward to ah-

The author has something to say: 　　 So the little prince desperately wants to be abolished as the younger brother, so he took another step toward the throne.

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