A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

155. Chapter 155

In previous lives, Heimos' uncle, Earl, the lord of Menestre, secretly instigated the fire incident. Later, Heimos learned the truth and kept it secret at first. When he grew up and accumulated enough strength, he retaliated against his uncle mercilessly.

Because of his deep-seated hatred, by that time, he had become completely withdrawn and violent, and killed his uncle and his cousin with his own hands.

This incident caused an uproar in Aaron Landis and spread the notoriety of Heymos among those who did not know the truth.

Everyone said that a person who could even kill his own blood relatives would be so cruel and terrifying.

'Son of the devil'.

Everyone called Heimos this.

In this life, because there was no such thing as Heimos being severely burned, Garlan felt that it would never happen again, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But when Shulos suddenly mentioned the city of Meneste, his chest tightened inexplicably, and a bad premonition arose from the bottom of his heart.

It stands to reason that the current Heimos is different from his previous lives. He is very rational and calm in situations, and is unlikely to do something stupid like killing a blood relative with his own hands. But for some reason, Garlan felt frightened when he heard that Heimos had gone to that city.

He thought about it carefully and found with some panic that it seemed that the time when Lihimos killed his uncle in previous lives was around this time.

Thinking of this, he became even more restless, and could only rush to the city of Menestre with Shulos overnight.

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After leaving Garlan, Heimos went to the city of Menestre alone.

He was not worried that Garlan would sneak away again after he left. He knew Garlan, and since he said he wanted to go back, he would definitely go back.

Moreover, it was not far from the royal city. With Garlan's pretty good skills and the archery skills of a certain bard who was with him, he was not worried that they would encounter danger on the way.

He galloped along the banks of the Enki River, and finally arrived near the city of Menestre in the morning two days later.

In a small town there, a group of knights wearing black and red leather armor were waiting for him.

Seeing his arrival, the leading knight approached on horseback and handed him a palm-long copper cylinder. The opening of the copper cylinder was sealed with black wax and stamped with a seal.

After reading the contents of the letter in the copper tube, Heimos' eyes were slightly cold.

It was a handwriting written by King Camos himself.

"Has it been found out?"

The knight commander nodded and whispered: "The royal knight has already confessed, and according to the content of his confession, Your Excellency Suojia has found several nails that 'that person' buried in the palace and reported them all. To King Camos.”

"Also, 'that one' at the Chief Division also made a lot of efforts."

Heimos sneered.

After all these years, the guy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Putting King Camos's handwriting in his arms, Heimos led the group of knights to leave the town and run towards the nearby city of Meneste.

As an important hub on the Aaron Landis Highway and an important port on the Enki River, the city of Meneste is still bustling with activity.

A wide moat drawn from the Enki River surrounds the city, and huge stone walls stand on the ground to protect the people in the city.

Riding his horse and standing in front of the city gate, Heimos raised his head and looked up at the city of Menestre.

His pupils reflected the familiar yet unfamiliar city in front of him.

At this moment, his eyes were like inorganic golden-red glass beads, glowing with an icy sheen even in the sunlight.

The city of Meneste.

The place where he was born, where he grew up.

But this has never been his home.

All his bad memories come from here.

Over the years, he has never set foot in this city since that time.

But he never forgot this place for a day.

Because here, there is someone he will never forget.

Heimos rode his horse and stopped at the city gate, his face calm and motionless, as if he was waiting for something.

The team of knights following him also reined in their horses and stood still without saying a word.

The curiosity of everyone who was entering and exiting the city gate was aroused. Many people looked to this side frequently, talking quietly with their companions, guessing the purpose of these dozens of conspicuous knights stopping here.

Soon, a group of soldiers rushed out of the city gate and drove away those who wanted to pass through the city gate.

The group of soldiers lined up on both sides, blocking everyone behind them and clearing a wide road leading to the city gate. Immediately afterwards, several people ran out from inside the city gate on horseback and galloped all the way to not far in front of Heimos.

The leading middle-aged general dismounted his horse with his subordinates behind him, walked quickly to Heimos' horse, put a hand on his chest and saluted.

"Your Highness Heimos."

The general said solemnly, "We have been waiting for your arrival for a long time."

After saluting, he got on his horse again.

"Please let me clear the way for you," he said.

Heimos rode forward slowly. Soldiers stood on both sides of the avenue that led straight to the city gate.

The people blocked by the soldiers on both sides of the road looked at him curiously, or whispered thoughtfully.

To be able to use the soldiers of Meneste City to clear the way for him, drive away passers-by, and clear the road, this is a treatment that only the city lord can have.

For this young black-haired knight to be welcomed with such high standards, his status must be extraordinary.

The people stopped on the edge couldn't help but speculate.

After the black-haired young man entered the city, the soldiers on both sides followed and the city gate, which had been sealed for a period of time, was once again open to traffic. Many good people followed him, curious to know who this imposing young man was.

After several years, Heimos set foot in the city again.

Last time, he relied on the knights of the Guards sent by King Camos to support him.

But this time, he relied on his own strength to return to the city in an upright manner.

At this moment, he was riding forward leisurely on the road.

In front of him, the general was clearing the way for him.

Behind him, his trusted knights followed.

He was surrounded by countless soldiers.

He walked straight towards the castle in the center of the city.

He always thought that when he returned to this city with people he hated so much, his emotions would be somewhat unstable.

But when he stood in front of this gorgeous castle where he had lived for several years, he felt calm.

The way he looked at the castle was too calm, terrifyingly calm.

Huymos stood motionless in front of the castle gate on horseback.

His knights also stood motionless.

The general who led him had already stepped aside and was quietly waiting for his orders.

Not far away, those who had followed were gathered outside, looking at the place curiously.

Not long after, the castle door slowly opened.

The person who appeared in the gate was a middle-aged man with black hair. He stood at the gate and looked towards Heimos.

The outline of his face is somewhat similar to that of Heymos, but the gentle look on his face makes his face a little more generous.

He watched a deep gloom flash across the depths of Heymos's eyes.

The current lord of Meneste, Earl.

The younger brother of the former city lord and the uncle of Heimos.

The gloom in his eyes flashed across, and the Lord of Earl smiled immediately after seeing Heimos. He quickly greeted Heimos with a large number of followers behind him.

He smiled brightly and had a look of surprise on his face.

As if he had completely forgotten about his break with Heimos when he was still a teenager, he opened his arms and eagerly greeted Heimos, as if he wanted to give his long-lost nephew a warm hug.

However, when the mayor of Earl opened his arms and came to Heimos, Heimos was still sitting firmly on the horse, with no intention of getting down.

He looked down at Earl from his horse, condescendingly.

Although the corners of his mouth curved a little, it was obviously a sarcastic curve.

Lord Earl, who wanted to stage a touching reunion between uncle and nephew, stood awkwardly, his hands still open and his face stiffened.

Heimos's merciless behavior made him extremely angry, but he still had a gentle smile on his face and put down his hands without leaving a trace.

"Long years no see, Heimos."

He looked at Heimos with loving eyes.

"Uncle has always been thinking about you. I wonder if you have been well these years. There has been no news from you since you went to the royal city."

He spoke with a little excitement in his voice, and looked at Heimos with a look of relief.

"Now that I see you have grown up and heard that you have made great achievements on the battlefield, I feel relieved. I think my brother can rest in peace even in the underground."

Riding on horseback, Heimos lazily watched Lord Earl's performance without saying a word.

However, he did not speak, and the knight commander behind him spoke coldly.

"Your Excellency, Lord of the City of Er, please pay attention to your etiquette. The person in front of you now is the prince of Aaron Landis, His Highness Heymos."

Lord Earl paused for a moment.

He knew exactly what Huymos wanted from him.

Originally, he wanted to take a preemptive strike, show his blood relationship with Heimos, and greet Heimos as an uncle and an elder.

However, Heimos obviously does not accept this method.

He must welcome Heimos as the prince as his own city lord.

Without changing his expression, Lord Earl held back the resentment that surged out of his heart.

He must face reality.

The boy who allowed him to rub and bully him back then was now the one who forced him to bow his head.

Earl paused for a moment, then he lowered his head and forced himself to bow to the junior he hated in front of Huymos' horse.

"Earl, the Lord of Menestre, welcomes you, His Highness Heimos."

he said, his voice calm.

But his eyes, which were blocked by his forehead, were full of gloom.