A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It happened so suddenly that many people couldn't react.

There was sudden silence in the main hall for a second, and then...

"Lord Shermer!"

"Shemal!"

"Your Excellency the Priest——"

The trouble caused by a child caused the originally quiet hall to suddenly become agitated.

Everyone came over one after another to greet the priest. Another servant came over and tried to wipe off the ink on Shermer in a panic. Of course, doing so would only make Shermer's light-colored robes dirtier and dirtier.

Some people wanted to blame the culprit, but when they saw that the child who caused the trouble seemed to be frightened, he stayed there stupidly, looking at their little appearance with wide eyes and pitifully, and it was difficult to speak.

No matter what people say, he is a descendant of the royal family, but he is still an ignorant child, and he cannot be beaten or punished. I am afraid that Mr. Shermer can only admit that he is unlucky.

However, this kid definitely has no chance of becoming the king's younger brother.

Amid everyone's nervous inquiries, Shermer frowned and waved his hand to push the nervous servant away. He looked at his clothes stained by ink, and then at the child who looked at him stupidly.

The child looked at him with wide eyes, which were watery and foggy, as if he would shed tears if he spoke even a little loudly. He looked pitiful and cute at the same time, which was really heartwarming.

Although Xie Muer had no intention of scolding the child, for some reason, Xie Muer felt that what just happened was not an accident, and that the child simply splashed ink all over him on purpose.

Because he had been staring into the child's eyes, he saw that before the child stretched out his hand, the golden pupils suddenly moved flexibly a few times.

It didn't look like the nervous look in his eyes when he saw him approaching, it was obviously a look with some hidden agenda.

Then, his clothes suffered.

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Yes, Garlan did it on purpose.

I'm a naughty kid, I'm the biggest!

Gallan felt that if he didn't use his identity as a child to cause trouble for Shermur, he might never have another chance in the future.

A serious person like Xie Mu'er would definitely not care about ignorant children. At most, he just has a bad impression of himself - anyway, he didn't want to be chosen to be the king's younger brother, so Xie Mu'er didn't like him. That's just right. So when he saw Shermour standing across the table from him, he immediately made up his mind to take the opportunity to express his anger and make Shermur hate himself.

one stone two bird.

At this moment, he opened his big eyes and looked innocently at Shermer who was staring at him.

I'm just a kid.

An ignorant child.

Blinking gently, Garlan said this to Shermer with innocent eyes. His eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, and he looked like he was about to cry.

A child's body is so useful, tears can just ooze out.

He thought that if Shermuer really dared to scold him here, he would burst into tears immediately.

Face?

Haha, what kind of face do you want? He just relied on his identity as a child, no matter how much trouble he made, as long as he could embarrass Shermuer, his goal would be achieved.

However, although he thinks well, the other party may not necessarily follow his script. He looked at Shermer with wide, watery eyes, and said with his eyes, to teach me, scold me and scold me——

However, Xie Muer just asked the servant to wipe the ink splashed on his arm, and then motioned the servant to wipe the table and floor clean. It seemed that he had no intention of teaching him a lesson.

Did my little pitiful expression go too far?

Garlan began to reflect deeply on himself.

A slender finger stretched out, Shermer stared at Garlan, tapped the wiped tabletop, and touched Garlan's parchment with his fingertips.

Only then did everyone notice that the parchment had also been poured with ink. More than half of it was stained black, and the remaining half was also speckled with ink marks, making it impossible to reuse it.

"Want to give him a replacement?"

one person asked.

Shermer glanced at the child and shook his head.

"According to the rules, everyone only has one chance."

Children who cannot even protect their own belongings are even less likely to rely on the future of this country. Therefore, Shermer only prepared parchment corresponding to the number of candidates from the beginning, without any spare.

Now, the child's paper is destroyed, which means he has lost this opportunity.

Although the selection test is not just this one, in addition to the knowledge test, there are also different tests in various aspects such as archery and riding, fighting, case judgment, etc., and finally they will be considered comprehensively. But losing the qualification for knowledge is basically the same as being excluded from the candidates.

And judging from the child's frail appearance, he might not be able to pass the test of fighting against others, as well as some subsequent dangerous tests. It would be better to get him out early so he doesn't get injured in those dangerous tests.

It worked.

As soon as Xie Muer said those words, Garlan felt relieved.

Shemuel was his instructor, so he was familiar with this person.

This priest of Shamash, to put it mildly, is serious and self-disciplined, abiding by order and rules. He does everything in a strict manner, and no deviation is allowed.

But Garlan knew that he was actually a so-called obsessive-compulsive disorder patient!

It was precisely because he knew this person's obsessive-compulsive disorder that Garlan could guess that this person would never prepare a backup test paper - if there was a problem with the test paper, Shermur would be kicked out.

Therefore, he deliberately pretended to have accidentally soiled his test paper and completely ruined his grades. In this way, he did not have to think hard about how to get an unexceptional score for himself in various tests. Scored.

and……

Let's put this aside first. As the first candidate to be eliminated in everyone's eyes, Garlan felt extremely calm in the eyes of other teenagers who secretly looked over and gloated or laughed at his misfortune.

That'll be fine.

He thought so, but he still had to pretend on the surface. Therefore, he showed an obedient little look and looked at the attendant who wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it as he stepped forward to put away his blackened parchment.

Then, he showed a timid expression, looked at Shermer and spoke softly.

"Can I get out of here?"

The child looked at Shermer weakly and asked.

Shermer looked at him expressionlessly.

"Sit down."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the front. His lips were pursed tightly, looking very unhappy. Everyone thought he was unhappy because he was offended by this child. Looking at the low pressure emanating from him, it was almost substantive.

It's rare to see Mr. Xie Mu'er so angry.

Everyone said with emotion.

Garlan, the culprit who was left behind by Shermer, lowered his head and looked well-behaved.

No one saw his lowered face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, or the little foot under the table that was drawing circles happily.

Everyone thought that Shermuer was so angry because he was offended by him. Only Garlan knew that Shermuer would not care about the offense of a child like him.

And the real reason why Shermer exudes that kind of almost substantial low pressure is——

The priest used great perseverance to resist the stained clothes on his body.

Yes, others don't know, but Garlan does.

This priest has not only obsessive-compulsive disorder, but also a strong mysophobia.

He cleans himself twice every morning and evening without hesitation, and takes baths even more often than he does. Although he has facial paralysis and usually cannot show any expressions, Garlan, who is often with Shermer, has seen it more than once. Whenever there is a little dust on his robe, Shermur can't help but frown. There will be an unbearable look in his eyes.

Later, Gallan was curious and looked up Shemuer's date of birth.

...Very good, it is indeed a Virgo.

Even if it was just stained with dust, Xie Muer could not bear it, so now he was splashed with dark ink, and as the host of this exam, his obsessive-compulsive sense of responsibility did not allow him to leave early.

Therefore, he can only endure the filth on his body and continue to stand here.

Judging from the frown and gloomy look on Shermer's face, he must be feeling very uncomfortable at the moment.

very good.

Shemu'er felt uncomfortable, and Garlan said that he was happy.

Although the king's brother did not intend to do anything in this life to be involved with Shermour and Heimos, before leaving, he felt that as an ignorant naughty boy, Shermur, who wanted to take revenge in a small way, was still OK.

Gallan was satisfied with a small revenge on his former mentor who had a mysophobia.

However, now he still has to pretend to be good, so he can only sit down at the bluestone table that has been cleaned and empty, and stop causing trouble.

Garlan was sitting at the last table. He was the only one. Looking from behind, he could see all the other candidates. He sat on the chair and swayed on his toes in a dull manner. Since he had nothing to do, he secretly looked at Heimos, who was not far away from him.

The black-haired boy was still writing quickly, and Garlan could vaguely see that the parchment was almost full of writing. It seemed that Heimos should have done well in this knowledge test.

Well, yes, after all, he is one of the two royal brothers who were finally selected.

…………

What else does he want to do with this?

Shaking his head, Garlan shook all the King's Brother, Heimos, and Shemuel out of his mind.

All of this has nothing to do with him anymore.

He will leave this city tomorrow and never set foot here again.

He wanted to put these things behind him completely and forget them completely.

Looking away from the group of young candidates who were busy writing, Garlan turned his head and looked in another direction. Through the spacious hall and the standing columns, one can see the endless blue sky and the faint outline of the blue sea.

He looked at the vast sky and the white birds flying across the sky.

He thought that this was his new life.

There are countless things in this world and this land that he doesn't know about.

Perhaps, after his body grows up, it would be a good idea to roam the land without restraint.

Just fantasizing and looking forward to this future that only belongs to him, a future in which he can live, the child couldn't help but smile a little.

………………

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The hall was very quiet, except for the sound of rustling writing.

After the farce just ended, all the candidates lowered their heads deeply and focused all their attention on the test paper in front of them, even the always naughty little fat man - although his parchment at least Half of it is blank.

The priest of Shamash stood in the middle, sullen and motionless.

The light-colored robe is stained with several ink marks from the chest to the soles of the feet. At first glance, it looks like a special black pattern has been deliberately embroidered on the robe.

The low pressure he exuded made everyone subconsciously stand a little further away from him. Then, everyone's eyes slowly swept over the young candidates. They evaluated and judged these candidates with their own eyes, trying to guess who the final winner would be.

No one paid any attention to the blond child sitting in a daze at the last long stone table.

To everyone, the child was already an abandoned child, and there was no need to waste their efforts and time in vain.

That child is useless.

In this silence, suddenly, there was a snap.

It was the deep sound of footsteps made by the soles of heavy boots stepping on the bluestone.

The main hall, where there were still some small conversations, fell silent for an instant.

Someone came from the main door.

The blazing sunlight surrounded the tall man, making him seem to be walking through the flames of light.

At this moment, everyone stood in awe, and even the young people who answered the questions stood up in a panic.

At this moment, needles could be heard in the hall.

When the man strode over, everyone bowed their heads respectfully.

The man walked from the blazing sunshine, with the wind whistling around him, brushing through his short brown hair, and the fiery red cloak hanging from one of his shoulders was high behind his broad shoulders. Soaring high, like an endless red flame burning behind him.

He was like a lion with a thick mane undulating in the wind, proudly stepping into his territory.

King Kamoth, the King of Aaron Landis, the young and fearless king, the invincible hero on the battlefield.

His bravery and strength made everyone who saw him admire him.

His greatness made all his subjects willingly surrender under his feet.

At this moment, everyone stood up, bowed their heads to this heroic king, and paid high respect to him. However, only the child sitting beside the bluestone table, who was turning his head to look at the sky and wandering around, did not move.

King Camos looked at the child who did not stand up to greet him. His golden-brown eyes were like the pupils of a lion, as sharp as burning coals.

Xie Muer frowned, the others held their breath, and no one dared to take a breath.

Disobeying the king and neglecting his majesty...

Even an ignorant child cannot forgive easily.

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Looking at the bright sky outside the hall, Garlan, who was lost in thought, suddenly heard footsteps.

The loud and steady footsteps seemed extremely abrupt in the silent hall. Feeling that something was wrong, he subconsciously turned around.

A gust of wind suddenly roared in front of him, and the flaming cloak flew high and passed before his eyes.

The golden eyes suddenly opened wide, and a familiar face reflected in the child's pupils.

What suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment was the brown-haired young man who appeared in front of him with the male lion yesterday.

A pair of big hands reached out, reached under his arms, and grabbed him.

He was lifted high by this tall brown-haired young man in astonishment.

"From now on, you are my royal brother!"

The young and powerful king spoke loudly, giving the final word in front of everyone.

He lifted the tiny child high above his head.

He raised his head and looked into the child's big and bright golden pupils. In the frightened eyes of everyone around him, King Camos showed a bright smile to Garlan.

"I, Camos, swear by the honor bestowed upon me by the gods, that I will protect you as I protect my kingdom, Aaron Landis."

Brown hair was flying in the air like a lion's mane. In the flying golden brown hair, the young Wang Chong grinned at the child he lifted.

His white teeth were exposed in the sun, and the bronze skin on his strong arms glowed with a dark luster in the sun.

The bright smile on his strong face was like the shining brilliance of Shamash, the legendary sun god.

"With my supreme throne, under the gaze of the gods, I hereby swear an oath——"

This was a moment witnessed by the gods, and the young king's rich and loud voice resounded throughout the sky.

"I will fight for you and Aaron Landis, and I will protect you until my life returns to the hands of the gods!"