A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The author has something to say: 　　 The sense of existence you want is coming~~

In the government hall of the palace, black stone long tables are listed on both sides, and the clerks sitting behind the tables are busy.

Countless people shuttled through this wide hall, continuously presenting rolls of parchment paper, standing in front of the table and reporting to the clerks behind the table. Fortunately, there were only a few people in front of some of the tables, and there were already long queues in front of the tables, where the clerks were all busy and sweating.

There are many side rooms on both sides of the government affairs hall, and the doors are covered up. The clerks in front of these long tables are all affiliated to each department, and their supervisor is in the room behind them. That room is the administration room of each department.

From time to time, there will be clerks walking in and out of it, reporting to the boss on the work that he cannot make decisions, and from time to time can see that the person in charge of the various political affairs departments came out from inside to view and ask about some important work progress.

A clerk dressed in white, holding a pile of rolled parchment, walked into the side room behind him. There were a few people standing in the room, around a square table, discussing what was going on with an unfolded map on the table.

The clerk in white thinks that if there is no wrong guess, it should be discussing the dredging of the channel over the Vinal River. Now, the project is in full swing under the command of the new governor of the city.

Xie Muer stood in it, wearing a white sacrificial robe that fell to his ankle, wearing a crown made of olive branches and leaves, and pressed one hand on the map to quickly say something.

When he had finished speaking, he turned to see the white clerk coming in and asked.

"How's it going?"

A total of four cities have been flooded this year, and Venal City is one of the worst.

According to past experience, every time a flood strikes, there will be a severe plague in that city. So Xie Muer just asked his subordinates to sort out the plague situation in those cities as soon as possible and let him see.

"Sir Muer, things are a bit strange."

The clerk took out a piece of parchment and went over to spread it on the table.

"You see, the report submitted by Venal City is very strange."

"The flood situation in Venal City was the worst in history, so it is not surprising even if there is a large-scale plague."

Someone said so.

“No, it’s not like this. It’s very clear in this report that the plague in Venal City is not serious this time, because the death toll from the plague is less than one-third of the other cities. It’s very small, it seems to have stopped now."

"How can it be?"

Xie Muer frowned. According to past experience, the plague in Venal City should be very serious this time, at least twice as much as in other cities. How can it be much lighter than other small-affected cities?

"Did the consul lied about the plague?"

"No." Another person interfaced. He was an official of the Ombudsman's Office. "Our Ombudsman and Detective in Vinal City have been monitoring the governor. He should not do such a thing."

Xie Muer pondered.

Indeed, the officials and dignitaries of the city of Venal only felt the anger of the Lion King more than half a month ago, and saw the corrupt officials killed in blood, and the surviving ones were scared to death King Camos expressed his loyalty and vowed that the curse would no longer oppress the citizens.

How long has this passed? How dare they dare to make trouble on this kind of thing?

However, the plague situation in Venal City is indeed strange...

and many more.

Suddenly, a word flashed in his head more than half a month ago, while he was still in Venal City.

‘The body of a sick and dead person is soaked in water, the disease will melt in the water, and then everyone will drink the water and drink the disease again. ’

At that time, Xie Muer didn't even care about it, and thought it was purely childish. But King Camos spoiled the younger brother, and he went with him.

If it must be said that the city of Vinar is different from other cities and all the cities in history that have been affected by floods, I am afraid that only...

Thinking of Xie Muer here without saying a word, he said to the others, and took this parchment paper and quickly walked out of this intermittent government hall.

Crossing the square, he went to the Wang Ting in the rear.

The king’s court at the moment of King Camos is spacious and bright. The golden walls on both sides are slanted to the two sides. The huge golden columns with intricate patterns carved up the arc-shaped hall dome, like a mist. The snow-white tulle hung around the golden pillars, showing a graceful dance in the wind.

This king's court stands on a high platform, not far behind is the blue sea, even if sitting on the deepest throne inside, you can see the surrounding earth and the endless ocean at a glance, symbolizing Wang Na A broad mind that can hold everything.

The sea breeze from the sea blew past Wang Ting, bringing a moist atmosphere to the sea.

When the priest of Samash walked into the court, King Camos was on the long golden throne.

He was sitting lazily on the bench with his body leaning obliquely on one side of the armrest, with one hand on his head and one foot on the throne, while the other hand looked at it with a piece of parchment paper.

Below the high platform, several ministers were bowing and waiting.

Waiting patiently for King Camos to deal with the affairs of the previous ministers, Xiemuer stepped forward and reported the matter of Venal City to King Camos.

King Camos looked at the parchment in his hand and pondered a little.

He said: "You mean that the reason why Venar City did not have a severe plague is probably because of what Garland did in the first place?"

"Just guessing. I have checked carefully. The measures to prevent the plague are clearly the same, and this is the only difference between Venal City and several other cities."

"Guess..."

King Camos wondered.

His little brother Wang was a lovely and kind-hearted child, because he couldn’t bear to see the corpses and corpses on the ground that no one had packed, so he just spoiled a lot of property from him and hired local refugees. The body was buried in the mountains.

He always thought so.

However, Gallan did say that he was worried that the disease would melt into the water, and everyone drank and fell ill.

Listening to him at that time just thought my little brother Wang said so cute~~

However, if you really found a way to contain the plague by mistake...

"King Camos, this may be just an accident, but it may also be really useful." Xie Muer said, "In any case, we must try it first."

For a long time, the plague after the disaster has left this country with a brain.

Those people who survived the disaster, died in large numbers after the disaster. Therefore, the number of people in the cities that suffered a sharp decline every time, even if it is only a number, is shocking to see.

In order to prevent the plague, this country has racked its brains and exhausted its methods for generations, but has always achieved little.

King Camos nodded.

Whether it is useful or not, you have to try it.

"Got it, I will issue a decree. From now on, no one shall discard the corpse in the water source, especially in the flooded city, the corpse must be buried in the mountains."

He thought about it and added another sentence.

"From now on, grant funds to those cities that are frequently affected by a special fund that can only be used to bury and dispose of corpses."

After talking, King Camos looked at the parchment in his hand written by the consul in the current situation in the city of Venal, and he felt much better.

He said: "If this approach is really useful, then Garland has made another great contribution."

He smiled and said, "Xie Muer, you said, what did the child think, he would have thought of this incident, like ours, he wouldn't even consider such a thing."

"...Yeah, neither you nor me, will not think about such a thing." Xie Muer said, "Only if you really think about the civilians in the bottom of the heart, will it be done Such thinking."

He sighed: "I am sometimes worried that Prince Garland's character is too gentle, so it is difficult to establish majesty, and Aaron Landis is still in chaos and war, he is actually not suitable. Aaron Landis now."

"Nothing to worry about, Xie Muer."

King Camos grinned and smiled carelessly.

"When I give the throne to him, Aaron Landis must have leveled up, and there will be no war."

"I will remove all obstacles for him, and put iron and blood, death and war in my hands. I will put a peaceful and peaceful Aaron Landis in his hands."

"At that time, he only needed to protect the people of this country with his heart, and that was enough."

Xie Muer looked at King Camos, who spoke lightly about his heart, and the young king was like a great lion standing proudly on the ground.

His burning eyes, which looked like flames burning, looked down on the ground, ambitious, and vowed to press everything under his hands.

And this lion king, who can shock the quarrel with a roar, only when he looks back at the little cub behind him, the sharpness in his eyes will converge, revealing a bit of softness and tenderness.

Xie Muer said nothing more, bowed slightly to salute, and then turned to leave.

"Are you going? Still thinking of finding you loose muscles and fighting."

"Yes, King Camos, Prince Garland's time to study."

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Although I was very distressed about my little brother, who had been languishing every time she was bombarded by Xie Muer, she knew that she wouldn't be able to deal with Xia Muer's King Camos, and then waved her hand with a smile.

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It was in the afternoon, when the sun was at its brightest, and occasionally a few white clouds drifted across the blue sky.

In the spacious martial arts field, a crisp collision sound was heard at the moment when the metal soldier blade hit, and the bright blade refracted the golden sunlight.

Garland clenched the sword in his hand with both hands, and raised his hand to take the sword stabbed by the opponent.

With the sound of Keng, the force of the impact was passed from the junction of the soldier blades, and suddenly, his hands became numb.

At this moment, the other side immediately waved a sword, so his numb hands could no longer catch it. With the sound of Keng, the sword in his hand was hit and flew out, spinning in the air, obliquely. The ground plugged into the ground.

And Gallan himself fell backwards as a whole, and it was about to fall on the ground.

A hand stretched out from the sloping ground and caught him as he was about to fall.

When he looked up subconsciously, he saw the familiar golden-red eyes. Heimus, who caught him, bent his eyes. With a little force, he helped him stand firm again.

"Prince Garland, I have said it many times, don't come by, you must know how to use your strength."

A stern voice sounded, and Xie Muer, who was holding a long sword, scolded the little prince whose sword was once again flying.

He had already changed his robe and took off the crown of his leaves. At the moment, he was dressed like a warrior.

As the instructors of the two princes, he was not only responsible for learning, but also martial arts. After all, each of the priests of Samash is a powerful warrior, and Xie Muer is one of them.

"Also, when playing against people, no matter what happens, you must not let the weapon leave your hand." He scolded mercilessly, "Look, how many times did your sword take off?"

Counting the time just now, Garland's sword was shot by him five times in a row.

The blonde knight who had been watching next to the martial arts field looked at the little prince's appearance that had been scolded by the whole person, with a grin, he walked into the field and pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground.

Then he took a sword and approached Xie Muer.

"Master priest."

He said, "I was watching next to him. The prince has been using synergistic skills, but your strength is much greater than that of ordinary fighters, and the speed is faster. The prince has just greeted you, and you have been stabbed."

Xie Muer frowned.

"Is that right?"

"Yes." Kay Hosse said, "and the constant practice like now, the feeling of fatigue will only make the prince's reaction slower."

"……understood."

Xie Muer turned to look at Gallan, "His Royal Highness, you can rest for half an hour. Come back in half an hour, I will properly control my speed and strength."

Then, his eyes fell on Heimus beside Garland.

"Prince Huimus, I'll change you next."

Kehuos stepped forward, landed on one knee, and handed the sword he had just pulled up to the little prince. He turned his back to Xie Muer and secretly blinked the little prince.

Garland was startled, and then couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the little prince being teased by himself, Kehos got up and returned to his previous position.

"Is that the guardian knight arranged by King Camos for you?"

Looking back from the back of the knight who had left, Huimus seemed to inadvertently ask.

"Ok."

Garland replied, grinning like a toothache.

"I think I'm too weak. If you can be as strong as Huimos, I won't arrange it for me."

In a word he didn't care about, Heimus, with his lips inexplicably uncomfortable, laughed and rubbed his head.

"You are young."

He said, "Xie Muer is only bullying you because he is taller and stronger than you."

He was like coaxing a kid, said Gallan, who was obviously a little displeased by Schermer.

Garland tilted his head and looked at him.

"Then you mean I can beat him when I grow up?"

Huimus: "..."

Should I lie now or should I lie?

He was so contemplative.

Garran pouted, put his sword in Heimus's hand, and then stepped back a few steps to make room for Heimus and Xiemuer.

Then, too tired to choke, he was too lazy to care about the image, so he squatted down and squatted on the ground to watch.

Others not to mention first, at least in terms of martial arts, Huimus is very good, and is born with divine power. After Xie Muer deliberately controlled his speed and power a little, he was only a teenager. Does not fall out of the game.

Even Kehos, who was watching from the side, nodded slightly. He saw more than Gallan. For example, Heimus has a very strong ability to absorb learning, like a sponge, he made a mistake once. Never commit a second time, so the growth is extremely rapid.

Xie Muer in the battle also thinks so.

I am afraid that in a few years, he will have to go all out to Prince Huimus.

He was thinking this way in his heart. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his shoulder, as if the arrow wound there had cracked.

Sudden pain caused his body to stop for a second, and just one of him, who turned around and shook behind him, turned around with a sword stabbing. Although he felt something was wrong, he couldn't hold his hand. A sword stabbed him from under his arm. In the past, the red blood spattered in the air with a blow——

"Master Xie Muer!"

Kehuos, who was watching the battle, rushed over.

"It's okay." Xie Muer raised his hand and gestured. "It's just rubbed under the armpit."

He was cut open near the waist, and there was bleeding in the ground, but it was not serious.

Kehuos breathed a sigh of relief, and he just wanted to say something, but he saw Huimus suddenly change his face, throwing away his sword, and rushed out. He looked suspiciously, his face suddenly changed.

Not far away, the little figure that was squatting, I don't know when it fell to the ground.

"Gallan!"

"prince!"

"His Highness Garland--?"

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Noisy sound..................

......... noisy...

what……

[Since it’s so loyal... just go with him...]

Who is speaking?

... Ah, that bright sky... The stone statue of the star goddess looked down with endless compassion...

...

Under the sword.

Stabbed hard from the young man with cold golden eyes.

A sword with a sharp blade penetrated the back of the priest who was kneeling on the ground.

The splattered blood stained the corner of the goddess stone sculpture that stood on the earth and looked down at all with pity...