A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The broad Lion Garden, said to be a garden, is actually an endless green grassland. Dwarf bushes are scattered scattered across the prairie, and sparse woods can still be seen in the distance. Tall white stone walls surrounded this vast grassland, and no one could enter without the king's permission.

A burly male lion was lying under a tall palm tree, its front paws crossed, its huge head resting lazily on its front paws, and its thick mane trembling like waves in the blowing wind.

Suddenly, its ears moved, and its head, which was originally lying on its paws, lifted up and looked in a certain direction.

When it saw the person coming, it stood up, took steps with its thick limbs, walked slowly to the person's side, and flicked its tail at the person as a greeting. Then, those big copper eyes stared behind the man.

There was a child hiding behind the man, huddled behind the man's thigh, his two small hands tightly holding the hem of the man's clothes.

Seeing the big lion walking around Kamos and lowering its huge head towards him, Garlan was so frightened that he hid behind Kamos even more.

Did this big lion think he was delicious, so he kept pushing his head towards him?

Garlan thought in fear, and the lion's big head, which was actually just trying to smell the scent of its own cub that remained on him, was pushed to the other side by a slap.

Then, as soon as his body was light, Kamos picked him up.

King Camos hugged his little brother, thinking about the way his little brother was startled and hid behind his legs, grabbing the hem of his clothes with his little hands, he just thought it was so cute, and rubbed the child's softness My hair felt like my heart was about to turn into a puddle of water.

He hugged Garlan with one hand and slapped the other hand hard on the big lion that was swirling around him and wanted to raise its head and come over to sniff Garlan.

"Don't bully him."

He slapped the big lion hard and said so.

The big lion purred, grinned at Camos and bared his teeth to express his dissatisfaction, then shook his head and walked away proudly.

It walked slowly back to the palm tree, lay down again, basked in the warm sunshine, and continued to doze lazily.

King Camos hugged his little brother and came to a large greenhouse not far away.

He opened the curtain and went in. The maids and servants inside were already kneeling on the ground, bowing their heads to welcome him.

Garlan glanced at it and saw that most of the huge greenhouse was filled with green plants, and a quarter was an artificial small pool. The water was very shallow, and it was estimated that it could at most cover the top of his feet. Then, he saw four little milk lions biting into a ball in the shallow pool, rolling around, causing water to splash everywhere.

After giving the simple and rude royal order of 'Let them fight, and the last one standing will take it', King Camos was too lazy to waste time there anymore. The fight between these children seemed like fun to him. Like, who is interested in watching children play house?

So he unceremoniously left behind those little guys who were about to fight to the death in the arena, and took his little brother to the Lion Park to play.

He nodded casually to the servant who was kneeling on the ground, and then carried Garlan to the small pool with very shallow water.

Gallan looked down at the little milk lions rolling in the small pool, thinking that in such shallow water, he was probably afraid that these naughty little lion cubs would drown accidentally.

Just as he was staring at the few milk lion cubs, one of the little milk lions that had just bitten the fur on the head of its companion raised his head. His small amber eyes were fixed on Garlan, and he immediately became excited. With a whimper, he pushed away his brother who was trying to bite him back, stepped on his four short legs, stepped on the shallow water, and ran towards Garlan.

It ran up to King Kamos, and then realized that Garlan was being held by Kamos and could not be reached by it. So the whole lion was a little confused and turned around Kamos several times with its head tilted.

Probably thinking that spinning in circles was useless, it whined, straightened up its small body, hooked its claws on Camos's black boots, and scratched the ground, seemingly trying to climb up. But the boots were polished smooth and shiny by the king's servants. After climbing up for a while, they fell down with a clack, and their little round body turned somersaults on the ground.

The little milk lion stopped crawling after a fall. It sat down on the ground and stared longingly at Garlan in the sky. It looked aggrieved and whimpered at Garlan with a milky voice.

King Camos laughed out loud. He put Gallan on the ground. The little milk lion immediately got up again excitedly and ran to Gallan's feet.

The pair of fleshy little paws screamed, just like the first time they met, they hugged Garlan's ankles and wouldn't let go.

Garlan: "..."

Is this stupid and cute guy who can only act cute really the mighty lion that will make people fear him in the future?

No, the lions in his impression were definitely his brothers, not him!

Camos rubbed his head and said with a smile.

"It likes you."

But I despise it.

Garlan's mouth twitched and he looked down at the little milk lion that was hugging his ankle and rubbing against it.

"...What's it called?"

King Camos touched the stubble on his chin.

These little milk lions were less than a month old. He was a little busy during this period and hadn't had time to name them yet.

He said, "You give it a name?"

"Huh? But..."

Garlan knelt down and rubbed the little milk lion.

The little guy whined and turned over, exposing his belly towards him. Garlan looked at the round belly and couldn't help but poke it with his finger. Watching the little fur ball twist, he poked it again.

King Camos laughed.

"The little guy hates me, and I'm afraid he doesn't like the name I gave him." He said, "Don't worry, think about it slowly. We have a long time before this little guy grows up."

He said this with a smile in his eyes, looking at Garlan who was squatting on the ground poking the belly of the little milk lion.

"King Camos."

Someone came in a hurry, a young minister, holding three or four rolls of parchment.

"There is an emergency report from Vinal City. The flood season of the river next to it suddenly came early and there was a flood!"

Camos frowned, stretched out his hand, grabbed the roll handed over by the other party, and unfolded it.

While he was watching, he kept asking the courtier some questions. The young courtier obviously knew the matter very well and answered all questions.

So, the king and his ministers just stood there and started talking. While they were talking, the room was very quiet. The maids taking care of the little milk lions all lowered their heads and stayed quietly, not daring to disturb King Camos's conversation.

Garlan had already stood up and listened for a while. When he turned his head, he suddenly saw the tip of a small brown tail on the window not far away.

The next second, the tip of the tail disappeared out of the window with a swish.

Garlan lowered his head, and sure enough, the little milk lion that was rolling at his feet a moment ago had disappeared.

...Looks like he's a habitual escapee.

Garlan thought to himself and turned to look at King Camos. King Camos was still looking at the rolls of parchment carefully, and kept talking to his ministers, not paying attention at all.

He thought for a while and ran out quickly without saying hello.

As soon as he went out, he saw the brown fur ball in the right corner that had gotten into the bushes, and he quickly chased after it.

If this little guy is not brought back, the maids in the conservatory will make a fuss again.

The little fur ball slipped away very fast. Garlan opened his mouth to call it back, but after opening his mouth, he remembered that this little guy didn't have a name yet, so he couldn't call him back, so he had to chase after him.

Unconsciously, I chased him far away, and the little furry ball disappeared after a few jumps. Only then did Garlan realize that he seemed to have been brought back to the training ground by the little lion.

He suddenly guessed why the little lion sneaked here... He remembered that not long before he left, the servants of King Camos had barbecued meat here.

The little lion probably smelled the aroma of barbecue coming over.

In addition to being stupid, this little guy is also a glutton.

Garlan thought angrily and walked towards the training ground. As soon as you turn a corner, there is a steep stone step, with rushing water flowing down between the stones on one side, like a small waterfall.

He lifted his feet and climbed up, because this was part of the garden tour. For fun, the stone steps were narrow and small, made of uneven gravel. Moreover, the height of each step is relatively high, which is fine for adults, but it is a bit more difficult for children to climb.

Garlan looked at his little arms and legs and shook his head helplessly, then he opened his legs and began to climb up with difficulty.

He had just climbed halfway, and when he was in the middle of the stone steps, a person came from the bottom of the stone steps.

Heimos and the other four people have already received notification from Shermer. The four of them will enter the arena in the afternoon and fight, and the final winner will be brought to King Kamos.

He had just had lunch and was taking a walk here to eat and relax.

As a result, when he turned a corner, he saw a familiar little figure climbing up the narrow stone steps in front of him. His movements seemed a bit laborious, and his little arms and legs were moving, making him look a little clumsy.

Looking at that little back, Heimos couldn't help but smile.

He opened his mouth, intending to call out to the child.

Suddenly, a dark figure appeared at the top of the stone steps.

Before Heimos could make a sound, the black shadow suddenly swooped down from the top and hit Garlan halfway up the mountain.

Garlan was climbing up the narrow and steep stone steps with some difficulty when suddenly there was a squealing sound from above. He looked up and saw the little milk lion appearing at the top of the steps with a small piece of uneven meat in his mouth. superior.

As expected, this glutton!

he thought angrily.

The little milk lion seemed very excited to see Garlan. It flicked its tail a few times and the piece of meat in its mouth fell to the ground.

Then, the little guy arched his body and flexed his limbs——

Second Austrian! Don't--!

Before Garlan could say this, the excited little lion had already swooped down from the top of the high mountain, pounced on him, and hit him hard.

Although the little hair ball is small, Garlan is also small. In addition, the ground is originally made of uneven gravel, and the narrow stone steps make people unstable.

The little lion pounced down from above with great momentum, knocking Garlan backwards and rolling down the stone steps.

He subconsciously held his head, feeling like the world was spinning and his whole body rolled several times.

However, just when he was about to fall heavily at the foot of the stone steps, a pair of hands stretched out and hugged him.

The boy who rushed forward to catch him was not much older than him. He was also knocked out hard and rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.

After stopping, Heimos quickly turned over and sat up, his eyes sweeping over the child in his arms.

The child's white and tender arms and legs were now bruised and bruised, and there were many small scratches. It looked like he had been hit hard.

Heimos knew that it was just a trauma and nothing serious. He nervously looked at the bruise on the side of the unconscious child's head and whispered Gallan's name.

The little lion also ran over whining, probably knowing that he had gotten into trouble, and kept circling around the unconscious Gallan, constantly making whining noises from his throat.

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Consciousness is in a trance...

His body was very hot, like a fire, almost burning out all the blood in his body.

He lay weakly, his breath was weak, he had no strength in his body, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

He opened his eyes slightly, and all he could see was the man's face.

That man's face should have been handsome, but it always had a cold and evil meaning that was hard to explain.

The golden-red eyes are like the erect pupils of a king cobra, and one look at them can send chills down your back.

At this moment, those terrifying eyes were staring at him.

A hand reached out, pinched his cheek forcefully, and pinched his mouth open.

The man stared at him with cold eyes and poured poisonous water with a strong medicinal smell into his mouth.

He desperately grabbed the man's hand that was holding his cheek, but his weak strength allowed him to only leave scratches on the man's strong wrist.

The poisonous water surged into his mouth, blocking his throat and choking him.

The inside of his body, which had been ravaged by the poisonous water, felt intense pain as if it were on fire.

His whole body ached, the pain was so severe that tears welled up in his eyes.

He opened his eyes and took his last breath.

The last thing I saw was still those cold and chilling golden-red pupils.

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His head hurt badly and his consciousness was a little dazed. He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw at first glance was the pair of golden-red eyes looking down at him from above.

The man's hand pinched his cheek, as if he was about to pour poison into him in the next second——

The hair all over Garlan's body suddenly stood up at this moment.

Having just woken up from a dream in the past, his mind was completely blank.

Without thinking, he thought he was still in a dream and raised his hand——

There was a snap.

Garlan slapped him, almost using all his strength, and slapped the face above him hard.

Then, without waiting for the other person to react, he pushed the person away and stood up.

He stood, breathing heavily, staring directly at Heimos.

His hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, and his right hand was numb and painful because of the slap that was too hard.

"What are you doing?!"

A voice sounded loudly, suddenly coming in from the side.

That voice suddenly woke up Garlan.

He reacted and looked at Heimos, who was obviously still a young man standing opposite, and then saw Shermer hurried over.

Oops.

He thought a little dazedly.

Accidentally confused with the previous memory of the dream.

He looked at Heimos, whose cheeks were already slightly red, and opened his mouth, wanting to apologize.

However, before he could say anything, Shermuer came over and interrupted him.

"Heimos, the time is up, come with me immediately."

Shermur glanced at Garlan, then looked at the little lion circling Garlan on the ground. Without saying anything, he turned to look at Heimos and said this.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, regardless of whether Heimos followed or not.

"That...I..."

Garlan stretched out his hand to talk to Heimos, but Heimos had a cold face and ignored him, and quickly followed Shermer who had already walked away.

His hands were still awkwardly stretched out in the air and his mouth was still open, but he could only watch the backs of the two people disappear from his sight.

It's over.

Garlan covered his face.

Heimos was already unhappy with him, and now he probably hates him even more.

He was one step closer to his own death.

His fifth rebirth.

Less than three days.

Kicked King Camos.

Xie Muer was splashed with ink.

He slapped Heimos.

Well, it's really a great success.

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At this moment, the Destiny Child, who was covering his face, had a premonition that he would die faster and more miserably in this rebirth than in the past.