A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Even in his rage, King Camos's eyes were extremely sharp.

Heimos clenched his hand on the ground and saw it.

"It seems you don't want to."

Camos said solemnly.

This time, Heimos, who had been keeping his head down and silent, raised his head and met the eyes of the furious Lion King.

"yes."

He said.

Her golden-red eyes were like the fire of the setting sun burning on the horizon at this moment, astonishingly bright.

He looked directly at Camos, without flinching or avoiding.

The anger in the heart of King Camos was still blazing, and he resisted not to hit Heimos with the heavy sword. However, at this moment, he met Heimos's eyes and looked at the young man. With a persistent look on his face, he calmed down after being furious just now.

What Xinyas said to him made him unbelievable.

He knew that Heimos had always loved Garlan, even more than him.

Many people think that Heimos is similar to him, powerful, famous on the battlefield, and famous for his bravery throughout the world. Therefore, those people feel that Heimos is more like his successor.

But King Camos knew very well that although he was powerful and could protect Aaron Landis on the battlefield, he could only be said to be ordinary in managing the country. Over the years, he had only barely maintained the power of Aaron Landis. Si is in a situation that is neither good nor bad.

Heimos is very similar to him in terms of martial prowess, but Heimos's character is much more extreme than him. If Heimos inherits the throne, it is likely to turn Aaron Landis into a militaristic country. .

The final result is either glory towering in the clouds or eternal destruction——

But that's not what he wanted to see.

He does not ask Aaron Landis to stand in the clouds amidst the flames of war and blood. He only hopes that Aaron Landis will exist in the world forever and that Aaron Landis's people will be happy and healthy forever.

And the only one who can realize his wish is Garlan.

Garlan is completely different from Heimos. He may not be as powerful as Heimos, but it is precisely because of this that he can understand himself more clearly and will never misunderstand his own power because of blind belief. Go astray.

He is intelligent, upright, and able to treat others fairly.

He knows what to do and what not to do, and sticks to his own limits.

He is not strong, but he never takes a step back when he needs to take responsibility.

His tenacity is greater than anyone else's.

The most important thing is that he never regarded his people and Aaron Landis as his possessions, but regarded them as existences that he wanted to protect.

——Yes, the king is not an oppressor over Aaron Landis, but the guardian of Aaron Landis.

The child is like the sun in the early morning.

Bright, but not blinding.

Warm, but not burning.

His light may not be dazzling, but it is soft and flowing. Unknowingly, it attracts people to him one after another, willingly giving their loyalty to him.

That child is his royal brother.

He is the son of the gods.

is the future for Aaron Landis.

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"Heimos, I know that you have always liked Garlan, ever since you were a child."

After calming down a little, King Camos spoke.

"Your care for Garlan is no less than mine. Therefore, no matter who is provoking me, I will never believe that you will do anything to harm Garlan."

"And the fact is indeed the case. In order to lead the troops to rescue Garlan, you even put yourself in jail, and even risked your life to rescue him from the sea of ​​fire. That's why I made up my mind to make Garlan a Crown Prince, because I trust you to protect him no matter what happens.”

The Lion King exhaled a long breath, as if sighing.

"But I always thought that your love for him was the same as mine. It was an elder brother's love and affection for his younger brother."

He said, "I never thought that you would actually..."

He smiled bitterly.

"Yeah, I'm still too slow. Now that I think about it, you can vaguely see it in the way you look at him, in every word and deed you say to him... but I've never thought about it that way."

"Heimos, although I have never regarded you as my royal brother, I have watched you grow up. It is impossible to say that I have no feelings for you at all."

Although he always looked coldly towards Heimos, King Kamos would only show off his airs as a king and get into unreasonable tantrums with those close to him.

Huymos is one of them.

On the surface, he always likes to teach Heimos a lesson, but he has been paying attention to his growth, secretly asking people to protect him, and training him step by step.

Seeing Heimos grow up to this point, he was very happy in his heart without saying anything.

But now...

Raising his hand, King Camos pulled out the giant sword that had been thrust into the bluestone ground and put it into the scabbard with a bang.

"I have always believed that Garlan sits on the throne and you protect him as a general. You two protect Aaron Landis together. This is the best way."

"Because of this, I sent you to the Northern Army for training, and then recalled you to the royal city not long ago."

"But now, because of your thoughts, this plan is impossible."

"Heimos, Garlan is my chosen successor and the next king of Aaron Landis. He is more important than anyone else. I will not allow any unstable factors to approach him."

The oppressive feeling in the room caused by the Lion King's rage dissipated little by little. Although King Camos's eyes were still sharp, they were no longer angry.

His tone of voice was also extremely calm.

However, it was this calm tone and words that pierced Heimos's chest like a sharp knife.

"Garlan is still young and doesn't understand emotions. When he grows up, he will fall in love with a beautiful and gentle girl. He will get the blessings of all the people of Aaron Landis and marry his princess in front of everyone. "

"When their child is born, all of Aaron Landis will cheer for the child who will become the future king of Aaron Landis."

Every time King Camos said something, Heimos's lips tightened and his fingers tightened.

By the end, his knuckles were so tight that his skin was almost white.

"Heimos, your feelings may be true, but they will drag Garlan into the abyss."

The Lion King shook his head heavily but firmly.

He looked at Heimos with a look that showed no room for change.

"I will not allow you to stay with Garlan."

He said, word for word.

"As the king, I give you an order to set off immediately for the North. You are not allowed to return to the royal city for ten years!"

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It was late at night, and just when Garlan was about to go to bed, the half-open window was suddenly pushed open.

A figure rolled in from the window.

Garlan felt that he could guess who it was without even looking.

He glanced at Heimos, and was about to say something angrily to this guy who always liked to climb over walls and windows late at night to sneak into other people's houses, but before he could speak, Heimos had already walked over quickly after landing. .

Suddenly, Heimos stretched out his hand and hugged Garlan.

He hugged Garlan tightly, holding Garlan tightly in his arms.

He leaned down and buried his head deeply into Garlan's neck.

He just hugged her without saying a word.

Moonlight like broken silver shone down from the large open window, falling on him and on his fine black hair scattered on Garlan's shoulders.

"……What's wrong?"

Although Heimos couldn't see his face, Garlan also felt that Heimos was in a bad mood.

The person holding him had an indescribable feeling all over his body, and seemed...sad.

He hesitated for a moment, and the hand that originally wanted to push Heimos away turned to wrap around Heimos, and patted him gently on the back, as if to comfort someone.

"What happened?"

Garlan asked in a low voice.

There was silence for a long time. If it weren't for the strength of the fingers of the person holding him clasped on his body, he would have almost thought that time had stopped at this moment.

After a long time, a muffled voice came from his shoulder.

"King Camos asked me to set off for the Northland...tomorrow."

Garlan was startled.

"Is the Geshu Kingdom coming to cause trouble again?"

"…………"

"Heimos?"

"I'll probably stay in Northland for a few years."

"Huh? Why?"

Gallan asked reflexively, "Didn't you just come back from there not long ago? Why do you have to go there again?"

Heimos didn't answer, but hugged him tighter and tighter.

Gallan was a little confused for a moment. For some reason, maybe he was infected by Heimos's strong and almost radiating emotion, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

No matter how much he refused in the past, Heimos always stayed by his side resolutely. He was helpless.

But when Heimos really wanted to leave him, he actually felt a little blocked in his heart for no reason... He obviously didn't feel this way at all when Heimos went to Northland more than four years ago. Why now... …

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This feeling of loss is like losing something familiar and accustomed...

While Garlan was in a trance, Heimos had already let go of his hand.

He straightened up and lowered his head to meet Garlan's eyes.

"Garlan," he said, "I want to kiss you."

"Huh? No, wait, wait a minute, this..."

"I want to kiss you."

Heimos said, he looked at the young man in front of him and repeated this sentence stubbornly.

The silver-like fragments of light shining in from the window reflected that half of the handsome face, hiding the other half in deep shadow.

There was a cold glimmer on the corners of her thin lips, as if there was no warmth at all.

"…………"

Garlan looked at those golden-red eyes, and the rejection reached his throat, and he swallowed it slowly for some reason.

Maybe it was because of the way Heimos looked at him right now.

Stubborn and eager, no matter how hard you try to suppress it, you can't help but see out a little trace of pain.

It was that little trace of pain that made people palpitate and made him unable to say no.

"...Just...just this once." The young man said hesitantly, "This has no other meaning...it's just, it's just a farewell kiss...wait, um!"

Before Garlan could finish speaking, Heimos had already held his face, leaned over, and kissed him heavily.

Different from the extremely gentle kisses from the previous few times, no matter how urgent it was, it was gentle and full of affection.

At this moment, Heimos's kiss was extremely fierce.

That ferocious kiss seemed to want to swallow Garlan's entire body into his belly, like a living beast.

However, there was a trace of unspeakable heart-wrenching emotion in Qiansheng's cruelty, which made Garlan unable to express his anger. He could only subconsciously grasp the back of Heimos, close his eyes, and passively open his eyes. She pursed her lips, struggling to bear the suffocating demands of the other party, which were like a storm.

He even felt that his lips were aching, and he didn't know if the skin was scratched.

An almost crazy kiss that lasted for unknown length of time.

By the time it was over, Garlan felt that his lips were numb from the pain and his mind was a little empty. He could only instinctively open his mouth and breathe rapidly, with a blush on his cheeks.

Heimos looked down at him with deep eyes.

After a while, he leaned over and gently licked the blood from the corners of his lips that were broken due to his loss of control.

"Wait until I come back, Garlan."

He heard Huymos whisper in his ear.

There was a slight pause for a few seconds.

He heard Heimos's breathing suddenly quicken, and then, a very soft voice, too soft to be heard, sounded in his ears.

"……I beg you."

Garlan's eyes suddenly widened.

Before he could say anything, Heimos had let go of him, turned around, jumped out of the window.

Soon, the figure disappeared into the dark night.

Garlan stared blankly at the figure melting into the darkness, unable to make a sound for a while.

He didn't know how difficult it was for Heimos to sacrifice his dignity to say these words.

But he knew that at the end of the last word, there was a slight tremor of pain that seemed to make his chest tremble.

【I beg you. 】

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He jumped down from the high wall and walked forward quickly.

He lowered his head slightly, and his dark hair fell from his forehead, casting his entire eye sockets into deep shadows, making it difficult to see the expression on his face at this moment.

Under the wall, someone was leaning against the wall.

The moonlight falling on the earth illuminated the man's golden hair and also illuminated the dark eye patch on the man's face.

Caijos crossed his arms, stepped back on the wall, and leaned against the wall.

He stared at Heimos' retreating back.

Even if he wasn't close, he could still feel the awe-inspiring aura emanating from Heimos, like a blade, with a deep evil aura that made people feel frightened.

Kehos frowned.

Since that day, he stayed outside the prince's palace almost every night.

If Heimos still comes to the prince at night after being warned by him, he will take action without mercy, even if it is the following offense, he will forcibly stop the other party's behavior.

These days, though, Heimos seems quiet.

Just today...

When Kayhos was about to leave tonight, he was surprised when Heimos suddenly appeared. When he was about to take action, Heimos suddenly said something.

Heimos said that King Kamos ordered him to set off for the Northland tomorrow and would not be allowed to return to the royal city for ten years.

Kayhos's heart skipped a beat.

King Camos knows!

Before he could recover from the shock, Hermos had jumped over him and onto the wall.

He subconsciously turned around to stop him, but suddenly, his heart moved, and he stopped inexplicably, and just watched helplessly as Heimos sneaked into the prince's palace again.

[You are not allowed to return to the royal city within ten years. 】

Heimos's words echoed in his mind several times.

Finally, Kehos let out a long sigh.

He turned back, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and waited quietly.

half an hour.

The blond knight said to himself in his heart.

If His Highness Heymos did not come out within half an hour, he would go in and take action.

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At this moment, looking at the back of Heimos getting further and further away, Caijos's eyes were extremely complicated.

He still maintained his posture against the wall and did not move for a long time.

He stared straight ahead until Heimos completely disappeared into the night.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was a long time.

In the end, the blond knight could only let out a long sigh, stood up, and left.

He thought, to use a proverb often spoken by the world, that is...

[The goddess Avdormir ruthlessly threw the hyacinth flowers into the man's hands. 】

Hyacinth, desperate love, a love affair destined to end in vain.

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In the early morning, the bright but not glaring sun rises slowly from the horizon.

The wind blew from the sky, blowing high in the sky, shaking the crown of the tree, making the dense branches and leaves make a rustling sound. It swooped down from the sky, swept across the earth, and lifted up the long mane of the crimson horse standing quietly on the earth, making it undulate like waves.

It was too early, the city gate had just been opened, and most of the people in the city had not yet woken up from their slumber.

Therefore, this place is quiet, with only a few passers-by going in and out of the city gate.

These passers-by secretly looked at the group of knights wearing leather armor and riding horses standing outside the city gate with curious eyes.

Following Heymos at this moment were his subordinate Soga, the priest of Nanna, and dozens of knights who followed him.

The order issued by King Camos to go to the North was too hasty and urgent, and most people in the royal city did not know about it.

Therefore, almost no one came to see him off.

Riding on the crimson horse, Heimos raised his head high, as if he was looking for something.

Her dark hair was blown away from her cheeks by the wind, revealing the rough lapis lazuli earrings on her ears.

The early morning sunlight casts a clear luster on the lapis lazuli earrings.

Finally, his gaze settled on one place.

On the high city wall, the young man stood there, his bright blond hair reflected in the sunlight and caught Heymos's eyes.

The golden light fell into his pupils, seeming to drive away the shadows accumulated in his eyes, giving his originally cold eyes a little warmth and a little light.

Garlan stood on the city wall, looking down at Heimos, and the wind passing by the city wall lifted his long golden hair.

Kehos stood quietly behind.

After a while, Garlan raised his hand and waved gently towards Heimos.

Then he turned and left.

When the golden touch disappeared from the eyes, the golden-red eyes seemed to be shrouded in shadow again, making them a little deeper.

Heimos turned his head, gently stroked the horse under him, and then tightened his grip on the reins.

Beside him, Suojia, who was also riding a horse, glanced at him and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"When you are subordinate to others, you cannot control your own destiny. With just one word from the superior, you can be easily overruled."

Suojia's voice was gentle and low.

"Just like now, King Camos expelled you from the royal city, but you couldn't resist at all."

"Your Highness Heimos."

He said,

“Only by becoming the one in control and taking everything into your own hands can you get what you want.”

Heimos didn't speak, his face was cold, as if he didn't hear what Suojia said at all.

But the way his hand holding the reins clenched tightly at this moment betrayed him and revealed the turmoil in his heart at this moment.

He remained silent.

The next second, he flicked the reins and galloped away.

He lowered his head slightly, and the black hair on his forehead was dancing in the wind, revealing the dark blue rune of the God of War on his forehead.

The huge royal city disappeared little by little behind him.

The wind whizzed past his ears and blew across his cheeks. It was cold, but there seemed to be a fire burning fiercely in his heart.

He headed north.

——Only by becoming the one in control can you get what you want——

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A few days later, in a remote, dimly lit house, a low conversation sounded.

"Ready?"

"Yes, everything is arranged."

"Then do it, kill that one."

The voice was very low, with a hint of old hoarseness.

"Tomorrow is the best opportunity, be sure to kill with one strike."

In the shadow, the man spoke so quietly.

"This time, we must get rid of Prince Gallan and welcome the expelled Prince Heimos back to the palace."

The author has something to say: It is now the end of the year, and everyone knows that it is the busiest time for work.

Working overtime almost every day, I worked very hard to ensure updates.

However, from tomorrow until the end of the year, the work assigned to me requires me to start running around in various towns and villages. Sometimes I may not be able to come back at night, and even if I come back, it will be past ten o'clock.

So, I'm sorry, this kind of work intensity really leaves no time for coding.

I can only ask you for year-end leave.

Sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to say hello to you all again until New Year's Day. I hope you can understand.

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ps: The ten-year jump method is impossible... Then Heimos will be an uncle in his thirties, embarrassing.

Immediately after this chapter, a climactic event will begin.