A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

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Once again, I would like to inform all my friends that "Throne" will drop into V's 10,000-word chapter at 9 o'clock on Saturday morning. Don't miss it if you pass by~ "The night before yesterday..."

Gallan was sitting next to King Camos with little Nerga in his arms, teasing the little milk lion with a half-cooked piece of meat, when he suddenly heard Camos asking him something.

"Did you not sleep well?"

King Camos asked him.

Garlan's heart suddenly tightened.

The night before yesterday, it was when he secretly ran to find Heimos and waited until midnight before sneaking back.

Why did King Kamos suddenly ask this? Does he know anything?

While thinking nervously, Garlan raised his head with an innocent expression on his face.

"ah?"

He tilted his head and looked at Camos with eyes that said, "Brother Wang, I don't understand what you are talking about."

That little expression made King Camos laugh, and he raised his hand to rub his head.

"It's nothing. I saw that you were a little tired at the ceremony yesterday, as if you didn't sleep well." He smiled and said, "What? Did you suddenly change places so you couldn't sleep well?"

So that’s what I was talking about.

Garlan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, he was indeed very sleepy during yesterday's ceremony. After all, he spent most of the night at Heimos's place the night before. He didn't sleep for long at all when he got back. He was called by the maid early in the morning because he had to prepare for the ceremony. woke up.

"Well, it's a little bit, but it was much better last night." Looking up at King Camos with a smile, Garlan said, "It's okay, Brother Wang, I will get used to it soon. "

"Oh, all right."

King Camos said, rubbing his furry little head again, and then returned to the political affairs in his hands.

After a while, seeing that noon was almost over, Garlan stood up with the little lion in his arms.

Although Little Nerga can already chew pieces of meat, after all, it is not yet a full moon and has not been weaned yet. This is the time for it to nurse, so Garlan wants to send it back to the greenhouse.

When he arrived at the greenhouse, he put the little milk lion on the ground and turned to leave.

The little lion whined, grabbed his shoe, and refused to let him go.

Gallan pointed to his little brothers and sisters who were already licking their lips in the milky white milk basin and said, "If you don't go, there will be no more."

The little lion was holding Garlan's shoelace in its mouth, looking at the milk with its big bean-sized eyes, shaking its head, looking at the milk tray, and then at Garlan. The whole lion looked confused. no.

The tangled little expression made Garlan couldn't help laughing, and he knelt down and nodded his little head.

"Go and drink quickly, I'll come and play with you tomorrow."

Seemingly understanding what Garlan said, Little Nerga let out a yelp, loosened the straps of Garlan's shoes, ran to the milk basin with four short legs, and then drank heavily. Apparently, he was afraid that a bunch of his brothers and sisters would drink his own and come to snatch it - which he often did anyway.

Seeing Nerga concentrating on drinking milk, Garlan quickly took the opportunity to walk out.

He stood outside the greenhouse, looked up at the sky, thought for a moment, and walked in another direction instead of going back to Camos. Of course, the attendants who wanted to follow him were also driven back by him and were not allowed to follow.

When he ran to the room where he had been the night before, he saw several guards guarding the door. It seemed that these people were still pretending to be there during the day.

Probably due to his appearance at the ceremony yesterday, the guards obviously knew him. They were a little lazy at first. When they saw Garlan, they stood up straight nervously and bowed their heads to Garlan. salute.

Garlan entered the door easily, no one stopped him at all.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the familiar figure of Heymos sitting at the stone table under a big tree in the small courtyard.

When the child ran in, the boy who was eating raised his eyes, glanced at the little figure from the corner of his eyes, then lowered his eyes and continued to eat slowly.

The expression was as if he didn't see the other person at all.

Garlan ran over on the bluestone road, and then unceremoniously climbed onto the stone bench - yes, he was climbing. He was too short, and the stone bench almost reached his shoulders, so he could only use his hands. Climbing on top, I kicked my two short legs below a few times, then I climbed up and sat down.

Heimos sat there and continued to tear off a piece of bread slowly, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly, as if he didn't notice Garlan's movements.

It's just that although his expression remained calm, the corner of his eye could not help but drift towards the child.

Seeing the cute little child struggling to climb up, he felt a little itchy for no reason, and it took a lot of effort to resist the urge to get up and pick up the child and put him on the stool.

Garlan climbed up and sat down firmly, putting his little arms on the table, and glanced at the table. There were ordinary foods such as bread, barbecue, and porridge on the table. For Garlan, who eats royal meals with Brother Camos every day, these foods are really simple.

However, he was not so kind as to improve the food for his mortal enemy.

Is it easier to kill your mortal enemy by raising him tall and strong?

While he was thinking this, he took out a thumb-sized white pill from his arms, pinched it with his fingers, and held it up to show Heimos with a smile.

"What's this?"

The boy glanced at it and continued to tear off a piece of barbecue and put it into his mouth to chew.

"Poison | medicine." Gallan said to Heimos in a provocative tone, "What? Do you dare to eat it?"

In fact, it is a good pill, a special medicine for treating bruises and internal congestion. The doctor gave him two pills and told him to take them for two days. He thought about the horrific-looking injuries on Heimos's body. He originally wanted to get another one, but he heard from the doctor that these pills were very precious and rare. In the past, they were only used by King Camos alone. These two pills King Camos had given it to him, so Garlan gave up the idea.

This one was something he secretly saved for today's weight. After all, to be fair, he was actually fine. Heimos' injury was much more severe than his.

However, even though he brought it here, he was still a little unwilling to give it directly to his mortal enemy.

So when Heimos asked, on a whim, he deliberately said it was poison, intending to scare the other party. When Heimos changed his face, he could laugh at Heimos unceremoniously.

After ridiculing him, he mercifully gave him the pills.

Um.

Great, that’s how it has to be.

Just when Garlan was still thinking about Heimos' embarrassing appearance, the young man who was sitting there suddenly stood up and came towards him.

Then, Heimos bent down, leaned over, and lowered his head, and the fine black hair fell on Garlan's fingers.

The young man opened his thin lips and took Garlan's finger into his mouth.

He rolled the tip of his tongue and rolled the round pill into his mouth.

Swallowing, he just swallowed the pill into his throat with Garlan's hand.

After swallowing the pill in one gulp, Heimos straightened up. His casual expression was as if he had just done an ordinary thing. He also raised his hand to pat the stunned Garlan. With his head turned, he turned around and went out with the finished dinner plate.

Everything happened so fast. From the time Heimos stood up to the time he swallowed the pill, only a second passed.

Garlan, who was shocked by Heimos' sudden behavior, stared at Heimos blankly. He didn't finally react until the other man's back disappeared from sight.

He suddenly jumped off the stool, with a furious expression on his face and began to shake his hands vigorously.

Ahhhhh! saliva--

My fingers were stained with that guy’s saliva!

Heymos, you actually suck someone else’s finger, don’t you think it’s dirty?——

…………

Gallan, who wanted to sway Heimos but was countered by him in return, slipped back with a depressed look on his face. However, as soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw King Camos sitting over there who was dealing with government affairs, charging at him. wave.

So the child became even more depressed.

He blinked, thinking about how to fool Brother Wang's question, and ran over with an "I am very obedient" expression.

He stood in front of Camos and looked up at Camos with a docile expression.

However, King Camos did not seem to have any intention of asking him where he had been. He just looked down at him, raised his eyebrows, and then spoke.

"Open your mouth," Camos said.

"ah?"

Garlan groaned, not understanding what King Camos wanted to do, but he still opened his mouth obediently.

As soon as he opened his mouth, King Camos raised his hand and dropped a small white pill into his mouth. Unprepared, Gallan swallowed it subconsciously.

When he reacted, he felt miserable.

Because the little pill he just swallowed looked familiar, really looked familiar...

Seeing that Garlan swallowed it, Camos showed a satisfied look.

"Just ask for whatever you want from now on. Remember, you are my royal brother, the prince of Aaron Landis. You can have whatever you want - but you must eat what you have to eat. Do you understand? ?”

He said, raising his hand and patting Garlan's head.

"Okay, let's go rest."

Garlan did not dare to deny what King Camos said and nodded obediently.

He had vaguely felt that King Camos knew everything about what happened in this palace. Those things that he thought he did secretly and that no one else knew about, were actually seen by King Camos, but he didn't care, so he let him go and didn't expose him.

But after he saved his medicine and gave it to Heimos, King Kamos made it clear and told him that he could do whatever he wanted, but the premise was that what he did could not harm himself.

After leaving King Camos, Garlan went to the side hall to sleep.

After all, this body is still a child, and it gets sleepy easily. It is necessary to take a nap at a fixed time every day, otherwise you will be listless all afternoon.

He stretched out his limbs and went to the soft big bed. Before he could count sixty sheep, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

…

what is that……

…black water………

It's so bright, the sun is so bright that it pierces people's eyes and makes them unable to open their eyes... The fiery red sun...

There were so many people... screaming, it was so messy, it was so noisy that my eardrums were about to be shattered...

A lot of people are shouting, it’s so annoying...

Huh?

Red fire?

That fiery red light is not sunlight.

It's flame.

Red flames.

Ahhh...the flame is burning, it's burning!

from where? What's burning? This burning smell...

…

…………is a human being.

It’s a human being! ! !

The child who was awakened by the nightmare suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for air with his mouth open, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

what is that?

What did he dream about?

He dreamed - no, he saw it, in that extremely real dream, he saw it with his own eyes -

The man surrounded by flames...

His whole body was ignited and burned by fire, and his entire body was swallowed up by the flames, exuding the stench of burnt flesh. The boy was struggling painfully in the flames...

...Is it Heymos? ! ! !