A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Generally speaking, Suojia's appearance inherently gives people a slightly sarcastic feeling. Except for his beloved lover and the His Highness to whom he is loyal, he is basically very self-sufficient in front of others. His attitude, slightly pointed chin is always raised a bit, and his eyes are a bit sarcastic when he looks at others. His eyes give people a feeling of 'you stupid people', which makes people uncomfortable to look at.

To put it simply, Suojia, the priest of Nanna, the god of night, is a cunning and mean person, and he also has the skill of sarcastic tongue.

Such a person cannot have friends.

Therefore, at this moment when his proud brain was squeezed by countless messy things and was about to explode, he couldn't find anyone who could shoulder the task with him that shocked him so much that he could even describe it as terrifying. 'truth'.

His Highness Heymos... and Prince Garlan...

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...and Prince Garlan? ! !

This is simply——

…No, no, no, calm down.

Suojia, you need to calm down.

No matter what happens, the first condition for solving the problem is to think calmly.

Yes, calm down first...

Calm down and think about it...

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How could you possibly calm down! ! !

For the first time, Suojia held his head and went crazy without any image.

With this mess happening now, even he, who always considered himself to be an outstanding strategist and confident when faced with problems, couldn't control his almost crazy emotions.

His Highness Heymos is kissing Prince Garlan!

The scene he accidentally peeked at was lingering in Suojia's mind.

And no matter how he looked at the scene at that time, Suojia could not deceive himself and tell himself that it was just a kiss between relatives or close friends.

Now that I think about it, the way His Highness Heimos looked at Prince Garlan on a regular basis... Also, the last time he actually asked him how to pursue the person he loved...

At that time, he didn't think about it at all. Now that he woke up, he immediately understood.

It turns out that at that time, it was already——

At this moment, Suojia felt that his breath was stuck in his throat and he could not move up or down.

He held his breath and walked around the large courtyard. When he saw Heimos sending the little prince out, he couldn't help but glance at Garlan's face.

The handsome blond boy with bright eyes and white teeth stood in the sunshine, so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look away after just one look.

Looking again at Heimos standing next to Garlan, his usually cold eyes were as soft as water waves when they fell on Garlan.

It was as if nothing could be seen in those eyes except the young man in front of him.

Suojia was a little confused.

Fighting for the throne, life and death.

Now that this is the case, is it still worth grabbing?

When he woke up from his reverie, Garlan had already left, and Heimos had changed into loose casual clothes, and seemed to be planning to exercise.

Even though his hand was injured, Heimos never stopped doing high-intensity exercises every day. He just chose exercises that avoided hand injuries as much as possible.

To become famous all over the world for his martial arts at such a young age is not only extremely talented, but also inseparable from his ten years of almost demanding self-training. Suojia once watched from the beginning to the end, and he was dumbfounded at the time. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the intensity of His Highness Heymos's training could be said to be self-abuse.

For someone who can be so cruel to himself, there is nothing he can't do.

Suojia stood nearby, looking at it and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the lapis lazuli earring on Heimos's earlobe.

A rare gemstone, the earrings are as rough as a child's workmanship. They are really ugly.

Ever since he first met His Highness in the North, this rough and ugly lapis lazuli earring had never left Heymos' side, and was even more regarded as a treasure by him.

There have been rumors secretly that it was something given to Prince Heimos by his beloved.

But as far as Suojia knows, His Highness has never had any entanglement with any woman. It can even be said that except for the middle-aged female officials and maids who have served him since childhood, almost no women have been around His Highness.

"Your Highness."

Suojia pretended to be casual and asked, "Did you carve those lapis lazuli earrings yourself before?"

"..."

Heimos, who was standing there flexing his wrist, glanced at Suojia.

That look seemed to have seen through Suojia's mind.

After a glance, he looked away and continued to move his wrist.

He said: "Garlan gave it to me when I went to the Northland."

"Really, it was given by Prince Garlan."

Suojia smiled and said, "He is a child after all. He probably just carved an earring for fun and didn't take it seriously."

He had something to say and gave his Highness a small drumbeat by the way.

"I'm afraid Prince Gallan himself has forgotten these earrings. Why do you keep wearing them? It really doesn't suit your identity. It would be better for you to change earrings."

As soon as Suojia finished saying this, Heimos, who was moving his wrist, suddenly said something, which made Suojia's chest tighten.

"You saw it," Heimos said.

He said calmly without even looking at Suojia.

The tone was not a question or a question, but a determination.

Suojia opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to deny it.

But the mouth opened and closed again. After a long time, he nodded heavily.

He said: "Your Highness, he is a prince."

"Um."

"He is King Camos' favorite Prince Garlan."

"Um."

"He is your only obstacle to the throne and your greatest enemy."

"…………"

"Are you planning to give up the throne?"

Heymos' hand paused for a moment, and he seemed a little distracted.

Perhaps it was because he thought of the smile Garlan showed him when he answered "yes" to Garlan just now.

After a while, he shook his head.

"No."

"I'm not going to give up," he said.

Suojia nodded.

He said: "Prince Gallan is the only person other than you who is qualified to inherit the throne. King Camos prefers him and has decided to belong to him. He is also followed by many capable people such as Shemurr and Kehos. Now He has successively made great achievements such as saving the Tasta mission and defending the city of Tozes, and has been recognized by the royal knights. It can be said that he has almost every advantage."

At this moment, his tone of voice was emotionless, and his eyes were even colder.

"He stands in your way to the throne, and you, who are at a disadvantage, must eliminate him if you want to ascend to the throne."

"…………"

Heimos glanced at him and frowned.

"You are still young, so you are still addicted to love. However, Your Highness, the so-called love is just a passing cloud. Maybe three years or ten years will be enough to make it disappear."

Suojia's slender eyes flashed with coldness as he stared at the master he was loyal to.

Although Prince Gallan now has the upper hand, he firmly believes that the final winner will be Prince Heimos to whom he is loyal.

This world is a world of the weak and the strong.

Charity is only a cover for a weak king.

The so-called wisdom is no match for powerful power.

The enemy will only surrender under the iron blade and the horse's hooves.

The throne is cold and cruel, and only through blood and thorns can one walk the road to the throne.

And only a king as powerful as Heimos has the power to make all the surrounding countries surrender to him.

Only Prince Heimos can lead Aaron Landis to glory and create a truly glorious and immortal era that will be remembered by all generations!

The priest of Nanna, the god of night, bowed slightly and bowed his head in salute to his loyal master.

"Your Highness Heymos, if you want to become a king, don't be deceived by those unnecessary things."

His voice was smooth and steady, neither slow nor fast.

A low voice can penetrate deep into people's hearts.

He said, "After decades pass by, only the cold throne sitting under you will be the most real existence."

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The next day, it was already lunch time, and Garlan did not eat in his palace.

As always, he was favored by King Camos. He was now in Camos's palace, accompanying King Camos and enjoying a sumptuous lunch together.

And Shermer, who had been discussing political affairs with King Camos in the morning, was also here. However, he was not given the privilege of dining with Camos. Instead, he had to eat with King Camos when Camos was dining with Garlan. Continue to be busy sorting out the mountain of government affairs.

Browse through the stagnant political affairs, put them aside if you are not in a hurry, speak out urgent matters directly to King Camos, and then write King Camos's decision as an approval on the parchment.

In this way, Camos only needs to read it again and stamp the royal seal directly after confirming that it is correct.

As for his so-called lunch, he hurriedly stuffed a few pieces of bread into his mouth and swallowed it as if he had eaten it.

So, Camos and Gallan were eating happily here, while Shermuel was buried in a mountain of scrolls with a serious face, his brows furrowed tightly.

Garlan felt sympathy when he looked at it. Xie Muer had to work hard to follow Brother Wang.

Just as he was looking at Shermer, something cold touched his lips.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Brother Wang's rugged and handsome face. Camos brought the iced peach meat to his mouth with one hand and looked at him with a smile.

The young man smiled unconsciously.

Brother Wang is still the same, has not changed at all, he has always pampered him like a child.

Garlan opened his mouth obediently, allowing King Camos to stuff the cold peach meat into his mouth.

Then, he smiled at King Camos.

Looking at the sweet and cute smile of his little brother, King Camos was in an extremely good mood.

If it weren't for eating, he would have couldn't help but hug and nuzzle his cute little brother.

With this thought in mind, he couldn't hold it back and fed Garlan several pieces of fruit pulp in succession.

If it were normal, Garlan would have probably dodged away, shook his head and refused, saying that he was already old and no longer a child, so he would not be fed.

But for some reason today, Garlan seemed particularly well-behaved, neither complaining nor resisting. As soon as he reached out his hand, he opened his mouth obediently and let him feed.

When he rubbed Garlan's head, the boy's slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and the way his big golden eyes looked at him almost made King Camos' heart soften into a puddle of water.

Why is my little brother so cute~~

King Camos had these words echoing in his mind at this moment.

His mind was so dizzy with the cuteness of his royal brother that he didn't notice the faint thoughts that occasionally leaked from Garlan's crescent-shaped eyes when he smiled at him.

After the meal, King Camos's stomach was full and his mood was extremely good.

He began to look through the urgent documents that Shermer had sorted out. After reading one, he suddenly remembered something and took out a stack of documents from the desk and handed it to Garlan.

"Garlan, take a look too."

The prince cannot interfere in political affairs easily, but the crown prince has this qualification.

Since he planned to make Garlan the crown prince, he had to start cultivating Garlan's ability to handle political affairs.

Naturally, we have to start with observation.

Garlan was obviously stunned for a moment, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but looking at King Camos who looked at him with a smile and encouragement, he finally said nothing. He took the stack of documents silently.

Xie Mu'er, who was immersed in his copywriting, raised his head and said nothing, then lowered his head and continued his work.

"If you don't understand anything, just ask me. If I'm not here, you can just ask Shermul."

The Lion King, who has a terrifying aura on the battlefield, is full of doting when facing his little brother.

"Brother Wang."

"Um?"

"If... I say, I am really not suitable to be the crown prince..." Gallan hesitated for a long time, holding a piece of cloth document in his hand, and finally spoke, "I know you dote on me, but , You can't act emotionally on something as important as the heir."

He said, "Obviously Heimos is so much better than me, he is more suitable than me..."

"Garlan."

Kamos interrupted Garlan's words, and he stared at Garlan with golden brown eyes like a lion.

"Do you think I made you the crown prince because I dote on you?"

He looked at Garlan seriously, his strong face giving off a majestic feeling.

"That's not the case, Garlan. I didn't make you my successor just because I prefer you."

he said, shaking his head.

"But because in my opinion, your qualifications are far better than Heimos, and you are more suitable to be the owner of the throne than him."

"…………"

"Prince Garlan, please don't underestimate yourself."

Shermur's voice came from the side. He raised his head at some point and looked at Garlan steadily.

"You have a lot more than you think you have."

King Camos's face softened and he reached out to stroke Garlan's head.

"Did you hear that, Garlan?" He said gently, "I will not make mistakes, and neither will Shemuel, and we all chose you because we all believe that you are more qualified than Heimos. Take on Aaron Landis.”

After being silent for a long time, the young man nodded gently.

"I understand, Brother Wang."

He answered softly.

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He was still thinking about it.

If he could convince the king's brother not to make a decision so quickly...or simply make Heimos the crown prince instead, he could continue to be his prince.

In this way, he could stay in the palace for a while and slowly plan his future journey.

But now it seems that Brother Wang has made up his mind to make him the crown prince no matter what.

That fragile balance is about to be broken.

So, it's time to leave.

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【Do you want to be a king? 】

【Yes. 】

Well, the throne is for you.