A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Kayhos put his hand on Garlan's back, feeling wet on his fingers.

What the tip of his index finger touched was a broken arrow, and the cold and hard arrowhead had been deeply embedded in the flesh.

He looked at Garlan.

The prince standing in front of him looked abnormally pale at the moment.

Now, Caihos finally knew that it was not due to excessive physical exertion, but the paleness caused by blood loss.

He actually didn't realize this until now——

"temple……"

A hand grabbed his wrist forcefully, staring at him with scorching golden eyes, forcefully forcing his words back.

Gallan panted slightly and stared at Caihos.

"Don't say it, Kehos."

He said, "Say it and that's it."

When the defense line of the Tozes city wall was on the verge of collapse, it was because of the arrival of the prince that the soldiers guarding Tozes burst out with crazy morale and drove the pirates away in one fell swoop.

Now, they are also relying on this momentum to tenaciously resist the pirates' raging attack.

Because the prince is here, the soldiers are full of strength.

Gallan, at this moment, he is the irreplaceable faith of the Tozes people on the battlefield.

At this moment, he stood on the battlefield, like a flag embodying the strength of all Tozes people.

If once word spread that he was seriously injured...

Flags are broken, faith crumbles.

The newly improved morale will immediately collapse, even worse than before, and the entire city wall's defense will also collapse.

Tozes City really can no longer be defended.

Knowing this, Garlan gritted his teeth decisively and broke the exposed arrow shaft as soon as he was hit by the arrow.

The remaining small part was blocked by the cloak, and the blood that continued to seep out was also covered by the cloak that was stained with a lot of enemy blood, making it impossible to tell whose blood was stained on the cloak.

He tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened and continued to stand on the fierce battlefield.

"…You need treatment."

Caijos said, his voice low and precise.

The knight's voice was so hoarse at this moment that it seemed as if it was forced out from the depths of his throat.

"After the battle is over."

Garlan replied.

His hand still held the knight's wrist firmly.

The young prince raised his head. At this moment, the eyes he and Kayhos looked at each other were full of toughness.

"Keep fighting, Kehos."

"This is my order," he said.

The one-eyed knight's eyes trembled uncontrollably.

After a while, he took back the hand that was pressing on Garlan's back, very slowly and with great difficulty.

His breathing was heavy.

Then, he turned around suddenly, roared, swung the sword with both hands, and slashed down hard.

The big sword instantly split the pirate who rushed behind him into two halves.

Caijos seemed to be venting something. His handsome face was slightly distorted at this moment, revealing a bit of ruthlessness. He burst out with terrifying power, and in an instant he was able to kill the bunch of pirates who were rushing towards him. Kill them cleanly.

The knight of the burning sun stood on the wall, before his prince.

The originally bright blond hair had all been dyed red by blood, and the blood sprayed on his face flowed down his cheeks. His face became extremely gloomy at this moment, and his eyes were full of terrifying evil aura, which could no longer be seen. A bit of sunshine called the Knight of the Sun.

On the walls of Tozes, the brutal war continued.

It is like a greedy meat grinder, endlessly devouring everyone's life and flesh.

Everyone involved in this war has completely fallen into madness.

Either you die or I live.

This is a portrait of the battlefield.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear to witness this battlefield covered with flesh and blood, the sun disappeared into the clouds at some point, hiding his figure, and the sky became dark.

Soon after, the drizzle began to fall sparsely again.

The dried blood stains on the city wall were washed away, and the blood mixed with rainwater and flowed to the ground, gathering into pools of black and red water, soaking the corpses.

Amidst the rustling rain, night fell on the third day.

The pirates, who had been unable to attack for a long time, had no choice but to retreat slowly amid the sound of horns.

After killing the last pirate in front of him, Kayhos turned back.

Garlan was still standing there, standing on the city wall, standing in everyone's sight.

Even in the night, his wet blond hair reflected the lights and shone brightly.

He just stood there, letting everyone's eyes fall on him.

As long as the prince is still standing on the city wall, they will not take a step back!

Everyone swore this in their hearts.

They could only look at the prince's straight figure and bright blond hair from a distance.

Only the one-eyed knight standing next to Garlan could clearly see the boy's pale face and his lips, which had almost no trace of blood.

There are still bite scars on the lip, which were bitten by the young man who tried his best to stand on this battlefield.

Suppressing some of the surging emotions in his heart, Kayhos took a deep breath. He didn't say anything, he just made a polite gesture.

He bowed slightly and stretched out his hand in front of Garlan.

The boy with pale lips raised his eyes to look at him, then raised his hand and placed it on Caijos's palm.

The one-eyed knight maintained this polite gesture of 'virtually supporting' his prince, walked forward with the prince, and slowly walked down the city wall.

The right hand he raised was firmly horizontal in the air, motionless, as if it didn't bear any force at all.

...‘Humistic support’.

Yes, it seems so.

But only the two parties involved knew that Garlan's hand was pressed on Caihos's hand, and almost half of his body was supported on that hand, so that he could walk calmly and calmly under the gaze of everyone. Go down the city wall.

…………

As soon as he returned to the consulate's room and the door was closed tightly, Caihos immediately reached out and hugged Garlan.

The blood-stained cloak was torn off and thrown to the ground.

Garlan was lying on the bed, being carried to bed by Caihos in three steps. The clothes on his back were soaked in blood red.

Tsk.

The blood-red clothes were torn apart, and a broken arrow was stuck on the boy's pale back.

The tip of the arrow sank close to the shoulder blade.

Caihos looked at the broken arrow solemnly, and gently pressed his finger near the tip of the arrow. His pale back immediately trembled under his fingertips.

The arrow tips have a tearing effect. Once they are forcibly pulled out, a large bloody hole will be torn open in the back, and blood will immediately spurt out like a fountain, causing the person to temporarily lose mobility. If the bleeding is not stopped in time, people will die from excessive blood loss.

This is why Garlan only broke the arrow shaft and did not pull it out.

Caihos pulled out the personal dagger from his waist that he had not used today, and roasted the blade in the candlelight for a long time.

Then, he leaned over, put one hand on Garlan's back, held a dagger in the other, and used the tip of the sword to cut open the flesh at the tip of the arrow bit by bit.

The arrow had been pierced into the flesh for so long that some of the skin and flesh nearby had become scabbed, and the arrow had been incorporated into it.

The scabbed skin must be reopened.

As the sharp sword tip cut through the skin and flesh bit by bit, Garlan's pale back, which was held down by Caihos, was trembling continuously.

His fingers clenched the bed quilt tightly, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Kehos put down the dagger and said, "Prince, find something to bite on."

Garlan took a deep breath, opened his mouth and bit the pillow hard.

Caihos still had one hand on his back and the other hand held the broken arrow.

Then, pull it out hard——

"!!!"

The golden pupils shrank violently.

The broken arrow was forcibly pulled out of the flesh, and the diamond-shaped arrow tip suddenly tore the skin. The blood spurted from the wound splashed onto Caijos's side cheeks, and even sprinkled on the young man's extremely tight back. on the back.

The tense shoulders made the butterfly bones on his back stand out deeply, like the broken wings of a butterfly.

The bright red color of the blood splattered on the back made the skin on the young man's back even more pale and almost translucent, which made people feel shocked just by looking at it.

Without stopping, Caijos quickly applied anti-hemostatic medicine to the wound, and then wrapped it tightly with a bandage.

After he finished all this, he looked up and found that Garlan had been motionless. It turned out that he had fainted while pulling out the arrow.

In the quiet night, the room was quiet, and only the sound of gentle breathing could be heard.

The young man leaned over the bed, his long blond hair spread out on the snow-white bed quilt.

A thin layer of sweat formed on the back of his slender neck.

That half of the face was sunk deeply into the soft pillow, and the exposed half of the pale side had almost no blood at all.

He closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes hung down, with a little drop of water remaining at the end. They trembled slightly, as if they were too fragile to bear any more weight.

Kayhos stood by the bed and looked at Garlan who had fallen into a coma.

The blood-stained blond hair was messily scattered in front of his eyes, making it impossible to see the expression on his face at this moment.

But you could see his hands hanging by his sides, clenched into fists.

On the clenched fist, veins popped out on the back of the hand.

Suddenly, a gentle knock on the door came from outside. The sound woke up the silent knight. He turned his head and glanced, gently covering Garlan with a thin blanket, then turned around and tried his best to He walked out of the room quietly and quickly.

Outside the door was his personal guard, telling him that Seth and other generals had come to the hall downstairs and were counting today's battle losses, and asked him and His Royal Highness to come over.

"The prince is too tired and is resting. I'll just go."

Caijos said that he ordered several personal guards to guard the door and corridor and not allow anyone to enter the room.

After finishing his instructions, he turned around and walked quickly towards the hall.

In the quiet room, there was only a slight breathing sound.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky outside had turned completely dark and gloomy. The lights in the room were still on, the windows were closed, and rain was hitting the windows. It was a light drizzle at first, and then it turned dark as the sky turned darker. ,getting bigger.

Big raindrops fell down, making a loud knocking sound.

The sleeping boy was awakened by the violent sound of rain. He still kept lying on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.

A blush appeared on the pale face, but the lips were still colorless and a little chapped.

water……

He thought unconsciously.

Looking around slowly, his eyes fell on the glass kettle on the table on one side of the room. The clear water inside made his throat squirm slightly.

My throat was so dry and thirsty that it felt like it was about to burst.

Garlan stood up, endured the severe pain in his back that was almost spasmodic, got out of bed, and walked towards the desk.

I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss, but his hands and feet were a little weak.

Moreover, when he stood up, he felt extremely dizzy, and the kettle not far away appeared in his sight for a few seconds.

…

My body was very hot, as if my whole body was being burned in a fire.

His breathing was rapid, but even his breath was hot, making him dizzy.

He took a few steps forward again, but suddenly his vision went dark, his feet went weak, and he fell onto the wooden floor with a loud bang.

"prince?!"

The door was pushed open violently, and Kehos, who had just finished his conversation with Seth and other generals and was worried about Garlan rushing back, rushed in anxiously.

He raised his feet and wanted to run towards the fallen boy, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and closed the door tightly, and then hurriedly ran to pick up Garlan.

As soon as his hand touched Garlan, the expression on Kaihos's face changed.

So hot!

Garlan closed his eyes and lay limply in his arms. His obviously pale face was now an abnormally bright red, and fine beads of sweat were seeping out from his hot forehead. His damp blond hair stuck to his cheek.

The bloodless lips were slightly open, breathing quickly, and the lips looked extremely dry.

Caihos's heart trembled.

He was wounded by an arrow but failed to get treatment in time.

The injured body continued to fight forcefully.

Later, I got caught in the rain and got soaked to the skin.

It is possible that the wound was also soaked, causing evil energy to invade and become inflamed.

The chain reaction caused by this finally caused this overwhelmed body to develop a fever.

…And it’s not just an ordinary fever. The skin is so hot. This kind of heat is already serious.

no!

Even at the risk that the prince's injury might be leaked, he had to go and bring the doctor over immediately.

With this thought in mind, the knight put Garlan back on the bed. He just let go and before he could straighten up, there were sudden footsteps outside the door. Someone hurried over and knocked heavily on the door.

"Your Highness Garlan! Lord Kehos!"

People outside the door shouted anxiously.

"The pirates launched a night attack——"

Caihos took a breath, and the next second, a surge of rage swept from the depths of his body.

All the evil energy from his body was exuding.

At this moment, the anger was raging like a storm, and the knight was extremely angry.

Those pirates go too far!

The knight's remaining eye was filled with murderous intent.

And the next second, the idea of ​​'The prince cannot be known' immediately came to his mind, and he shouted to the person outside the door to shut up.

Then, he stood up and planned to leave.

However, just as he was about to stand up, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

Under the light, the back of that hand was so pale that it was almost transparent, but the fingers tightly clasped his arm.

His heart tightened, Kaihos lowered his head and saw Garlan's eyes that were closed just now slowly opening.

Under the slender eyelashes, golden light shines.

The young man held his arm, lowered his eyes, panted rapidly, and made a weak but firm voice.

"Kayjos, help me change."

Caijos paused for breath, and then gritted his teeth.

"No, Your Highness, your current physical condition makes it impossible to do anything else."

He said, "Please rest here and leave the rest to us."

"Kayhos..."

Garlan's voice was weak.

"Prince, you can't even stand up now! How can you still stand on the battlefield?"

The feeling of burning pain in the heart made the knight uncontrollably forget his dignity at this moment, and growled at Garlan in a disrespectful tone, almost scolding him.

"When have you suffered like this since you were a child? Even if you go to the battlefield, you won't be able to survive!"

His eyelashes were raised, and his golden eyes glanced at Kehos.

"...I can hold on."

The boy said so.

The abnormal crimson on his face was like a red flame burning and devouring his life force.

His lips were shockingly pale.

But the eyes he looked at Caijos were calmer and calmer than anything else.

What else in this world can be more painful than death?

Resisting the burning sensation in his body and the tearing pain in his back, Garlan gritted his teeth and pushed his weak body up with all his strength.

He knew he could hold on.

It's not that he hasn't suffered.

He died four times.

Therefore, the pain at this moment meant nothing to him.

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