A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Realizing that something was wrong, Suojia began to rush back in a hurry.

As soon as he rushed through the door, he found that the courtyard was in chaos.

When he looked up, he saw a scene high in the sky that almost made his heart stop beating.

He watched helplessly as King Garlan fell from the sky.

It was obviously warm late spring, but he felt that the blood in his body was frozen into ice.

It's over.

There are only these two words left in my blank mind at the moment.

…

Just when King Garlan was being pressed against the window by the knight captain, no one noticed that a figure hidden in the night was climbing up the outer wall of the palace with bare hands.

The agile figure climbed incredibly fast, climbing more than ten meters in just two seconds.

At this moment, Garlan and Mitayas fell from the windowsill dozens of meters high.

The figure climbing on the outer wall suddenly jumped up.

He hugged Garlan and then fell to the ground unharmed with the help of the hook rope.

Everything happened too fast.

It only took a few seconds from the time Garlan fell from the sky to when he was suddenly caught by someone who jumped out of the shadows and landed safely.

The brains of everyone watching this scene couldn't keep up with what their eyes were seeing.

For a moment, everyone just stared at this scene blankly, unable to make any reaction.

After staying for two seconds, Suojia, who was the first to react, quickly turned over and dismounted.

Because he was too panicked and busy, he even staggered when he dismounted and almost fell forward to the ground.

But this night priest who always paid attention to his image didn't care about the embarrassed appearance he showed at the moment. He rushed to Garlan and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Your Majesty! Are you injured?!"

He was asking nervously, and the corner of his eye inadvertently passed above.

Although it is night, the moonlight is very bright.

At this glance, he saw clearly the face of the man who was half-kneeling on the ground and hugging King Garlan tightly.

Suojia's pupils shrank violently.

"H--"

As soon as he uttered a sound, those eyes that were as bright as flames stained with gold glanced at him faintly, and Suojia forcefully swallowed the rest of the words.

He knelt on the ground and bowed his head deeply to the other party, not daring to take a breath.

The man raised his hand and covered his face with his wide hood again.

Then, he stood up and held the boy in his arms firmly across his chest with his strong and strong arms.

The wide dark brown cloak fell down, covering his figure and most of the person in his arms.

Garlan, who was held by him, was very quiet, leaning on his chest obediently without any movement.

Others looked at it from a distance, as if King Garlan, who was being held by this man, was seriously injured and did not move at all.

"Lead the way to the safe room."

A low voice sounded in the dark night.

Suojia responded, stood up and led the way to the people behind him, hurriedly entered the palace and found another secluded room.

Then, he bowed and bowed, quickly exited, and thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

Although there had been danger just now, he did not arrange too many guards to guard the door. The two guards who stayed in the corridor only asked them to stop those who wanted to enter and not to disturb King Garlan's rest.

Because there is no need for that.

As long as that gentleman is by King Garlan's side, it is impossible for anyone to harm King Garlan.

I can finally rest assured.

Suojia, who was going to deal with follow-up matters, let out a long sigh of relief as he walked outside.

When I walked into the courtyard, a warm night breeze blew, and I suddenly felt chilled all over.

Only then did he realize that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

It was really a night of ups and downs, twists and turns, and a thrilling night.

It will probably become a nightmare in his life.

The priest of Nanna thought with lingering fear.

…………

……………………

From the time he showed up until he followed Suoga to the arranged room, Heimos remained silent and said nothing.

But his arms holding the person in his arms were tight and stable.

It was like he was holding a unique and fragile treasure in the world.

A wide cloak enveloped Garlan in his arms.

Unable to see clearly what the other party looked like at the moment, he could only feel that Garlan was very quiet, leaning against him quietly without making any sound or movement.

Walking deep into the room, he gently placed the person in his arms on the bed.

Then, let go.

However, the moment he let go, the scene of Garlan falling from the sky suddenly appeared in his mind.

His arm, which was still stable when he was holding someone just now, was shaking at this moment.

The hand that had just been let go hugged him back again.

If he didn't come back in time at that time...

Heimos knelt on one knee beside the bed, leaned deeply, and hugged the boy on the bed tightly.

He closed his eyes, and only the warm body in his arms could drive away the chill and fear that remained in his heart.

His face was buried in soft blond hair, and the familiar scent lingering on the tip of his nose calmed his wildly beating heart.

The room was extremely quiet at this moment, with only the lights burning on the snow-white stone walls swaying slightly, drawing long shadows of the two people who had almost melted into one body on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, but Garlan moved slightly.

As soon as he moved, the dark brown cloak wrapped around him slipped off.

The blond hair exposed from under the cloak reflected a soft luster under the light, and Garlan raised his head from Heymos's arms.

Sensing the movement of the person in his arms, Heimos also raised his head and stepped back slightly.

His right hand gently brushed away a strand of messy blond hair that was scattered in front of the boy's eyes.

He looked at Garlan with eyes full of nostalgia, imprinting the young man's figure greedily and unsatisfiedly, and his eyes were as soft as melting flames.

However, after just one glance, a fierce look immediately emerged in Heimos's eyes.

Garlan's skin was already fair, which made the circle of purple bruises on his neck even more terrifying.

It wrapped around a slender neck that looked like it was going to snap off any second.

The shocking bruises made the corners of Heimos' eyes jump heavily, and the already sharp lines were even more murderous with the blade.

He subconsciously reached out and touched it.

As soon as his fingertips touched, a look of pain appeared on Garlan's face, making his hand freeze in the air and not daring to move.

Seeing Garlan frowning and pursed his lips in pain, Heimos felt heartbroken.

Letting that guy fall to death just like that was really an advantage to him.

He thought grimly in his heart.

"Should we call the doctor?"

Heimos looked distressed but did not dare to touch it, so he could only ask Garlan cautiously.

Garlan instinctively opened his mouth to answer.

But he opened his mouth for a moment and couldn't make a sound. Then he remembered that his throat was seriously injured and he lost his voice.

So, he could only shake his head.

In fact, it wasn't too painful when Heimos touched him. If it had been before or someone else, he would have endured it without showing any expression.

But for some reason, he just doesn't want to hold it back now.

He just had a strange sense of grievance that wanted to let the other person know that he was in pain.

Looking at Heimos's cautious appearance, not daring to touch his wounds again, he suddenly felt sour and unbearable.

Unable to speak, he could only press his lips tightly.

Seeing Garlan's actions, Heimos reacted immediately.

"Can't make a sound?"

He frowned and asked nervously, and then comforted Gallan in a low voice,

"Don't worry. It's probably just a temporary throat injury. It will heal in a few days. Don't force yourself to speak these days."

He said softly,

"Leave the rest of the matter to me. You can rest in peace and recover. If you have anything to say, write to me."

Garlan still pursed his lips.

The familiar voice is in my ears.

A familiar figure is in front of me.

But he had a very unreal feeling, just like the time when he just learned about this person's death, giving people a very unreal illusion.

He suddenly thought that he might be dreaming.

He should have fallen asleep.

So, whether Mitayas wanted to kill him or this man came back to save him, it was all just his dream.

Thinking of this, Garlan's body involuntarily tensed up.

Heimos had originally focused all his attention on Garlan, but he was immediately keenly aware of the young man's body tensing up.

He thought that Garlan was scared because he remembered what happened just now, so he quickly held the other person's shoulder to coax him.

"Garlan, I'm here."

He whispered, distressed.

His voice was very gentle.

"As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

【I am here. 】

【I will always be there. 】

It's unclear whether it's a voice in memory or a real voice, which makes people's thoughts confused and they can't figure it out.

Garlan raised his head, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the person in front of him.

But when he was about to touch that familiar handsome face, his hand hesitated and stopped in mid-air.

There was a rare hint of timidity in his eyes.

That was perhaps the first time the boy who had always been mentally stronger than anyone else showed a timid look.

His fingers just stopped in front of Heimos, staring at Heimos blankly, without moving for a long time.

Heimos suddenly understood.

Garlan was not afraid because he almost died.

His beloved boy was always more resilient than anyone else, even when faced with death.

And Garlan's current hesitation and timidity are all because of...

For a moment, Heimos felt as if his heart was filled with something invisible.

It's heartache, with a hint of sadness, but my chest is surrounded by a full warmth, which seems to be sweet, but there is a hint of astringency in the sweetness.

He couldn't explain what that emotion felt like.

But the look he was looking at the young man in front of him at this moment was unprecedentedly gentle and loving.

He raised his hand, held Garlan's hand in mid-air with his big brown hand, and put that hand on his face.

"Feel sorry."

His golden-red eyes reflected the shadow of the young man in front of him. Heimos said in a slightly hoarse voice,

"I'm late."

He smiled.

"Garlan, you should believe me. Even if I die, I will die after returning to you."

The slender black eyelashes fell, and Heimos lowered his eyes. With a smile on his lips, he kissed the soft palm of the hand he held.

"In fact, I will probably take you away with me before I die."

Not even the gods of Aaron Landis can take you away from me.

I swear.

And I will definitely do it.

These were obviously extremely dangerous words, but when whispered by this man, they were more like words of love whispered by a lover in his ear.

Tender, eager, touching.

After kissing the hand held in his palm, Heimos raised his eyes and met the eyes of Garlan who was watching him.

Garlan's eyes were filled with inquiry.

Even if he couldn't speak, he could see from Garlan's eyes what he wanted to ask.

"I also want to come back to you as soon as possible."

Heimos lowered his head and rested his forehead on the other person's head.

The eyebrows touched each other, and the dark hair and golden forehead were entangled together.

Heimos smiled and answered Garlan's silent inquiry.

"When the rock fell, there happened to be a big rock next to me to block it, and someone rushed over to protect me..."

At that time, several people rushed over to help him block the falling rocks.

They all died, but he survived the landslide.

"The palace was destroyed and the ground sank. I happened to fall into the underground river and was washed away from the ground."

He whispered, his tone was light, and not much emotion could be heard.

"I was unlucky. When I was still unconscious, I was discovered by a group of Gastad people who escaped from the royal city of Kanal. They thought I was one of the ordinary generals, so they captured me and took me to Gastad. Virtue."

Garlan, who listened quietly, was shocked.

Gastad Snowfield.

It turns out that Heimos was taken there. No wonder there has been no news about him. No wonder he has not come back for a long time.

Close your eyes and feel the warmth on your forehead.

Heimos' hand once and again gently stroked the soft blond hair on Garlan's cheek.

Everything his fingers touched was so warm that he felt nostalgic for it.

Gastad, it's a cold country.

If the winter in the northern part of Aaron Landis is harsh, then the winter in the Gastad Snowfield is brutal.

It was a barren land, with white ice and snow all over the sky.

There, even the breath you exhale will freeze.

Several times, when he was seriously injured and abandoned in the ice and snow, he almost thought that he would not be able to survive.

…

But he managed to hold on in the end.

[This man’s vitality is like a beast in the snowy mountains. 】

Even the people of Gastad couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"At first, they wanted me to surrender to them, get Aaron Landis's military information from me, and have me serve them from now on."

"When I refused, they auctioned me off as a slave."

"Someone bought me for a large sum of money, and then I went into the arena and fought other gladiator slaves or beasts."

"Later, an accident caused wild beasts to riot in the arena, so I took this opportunity to escape."

"Then, I rushed all the way back. When I arrived in Kanal, I heard that you were coming to the Royal City of Kanal, so I came directly here to find you."

Heimos whispered, he spoke in an understatement, and his tone was very flat, as if everything he experienced was just an insignificant thing.

Narrowly survived from the collapsing rocks.

He was tortured and tortured at the hands of the Gastards.

Being handcuffed and shackled and turned into a slave...

Forced to drag his seriously injured body and carry heavy chains day after day in the arena to fight to the death with other foot fighters or beasts...

Also, on the way back to Aaron Landis from Gastad... I fell down in the snowstorm several times, rolled down the snowy mountain cliff, froze in the ice and snow, and almost never woke up...

………………

All the hardships and tribulations on the way back were buried in the few words Heimos said lightly now.

Garlan opened his eyes and looked at Heimos, and his golden eyes blinked slightly.

Then, he stretched out his hand and touched the corner of Heimos' eyes.

There was a scar there, extending from the corner of his left eye to his ear.

The scar was very deep and obviously had not been treated in time, making it look quite hideous.

"here?"

Looking at Garlan's questioning eyes, Heimos said lightly.

"It's been a long time. When I was here, it was scratched by falling stones."

He didn't tell the truth. The scar at the corner of his eye was actually bitten by a snow bear when he was seriously injured and forced to walk into the arena.

"very ugly?"

He touched the scar and couldn't help but ask.

The speechless Garlan was naturally unable to answer, and just looked at him with his bright golden eyes.

Then Garlan raised his head.

He put his hands around Heimos' shoulders.

His lips landed on the scar at the corner of Heymos' eye and kissed it tenderly.

Huymos hugged him.

The boy's lips were soft, with a warm breath.

Just like in memory.

It is the desire and nostalgia for this warmth in memory that allows me to climb out of the cold ice and snow again and again.

——Even if I am in hell, I will come back to you——

The author has something to say: Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw [Bazooka]: 1 person looked confused;

Thanks to the little angel who threw [Grenade]: Xiao Xiaoyi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw [landmines]: a chipmunk squirrel, see Qishen 2; Lianger, Huaishen, Kutang, Yiling, +6, Bai Shaoan, aoi, Feng Yanran, Liu pp, raise the reminder Big flag, ruthless] night, Mu Yan, Wushan, egret, who has nothing under the skirt, meowing, 30400653, slim gentleman, fantasy little hades', Mr. Rabbit, porridge, coral, sweet and spicy sauce sauce, The reminder ball is rolling in, ting 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:

Nine, 400 bottles; Black Mountain Old Demon Six 288 bottles; Linjiang Night 193 bottles; One Leaf Zhiqiu 174 bottles; Yan Tuanzi 163 bottles; Light Colored Sunshine 155 bottles; Ting 116 bottles; Genius Army 110 bottles; Haberdashery, Huan Xiao hades', 100 bottles of Salted Fish Tea and Yi Xiu Ten Years Incense; 88 bottles of Xiaoye; 83 bottles of Moxicheng; 66 bottles of Tingnan; 65 bottles of Porridge; 64 bottles of Fang; 60 bottles of Lanxi and Mi Xiaoya; 59 bottles of Gu Yan ; 50 bottles of Lianger, Passing Moon, Mamen, and Wolfe; 40 bottles of Wan Xiaoluo, Brainless Brain, Xi Zidu, and Wangmeirenxi; 36 bottles of cmy; 31 bottles of Mo; Zhuzisheng, Yunqishengge, and Wangyue , Xiangkan, sally, the old man is very old, has it been updated today?, Star Morning's Wishes, Zero, Wuwu, Yan Gungun, Diqing 30 bottles; Zuibie Xilou 27 bottles; Yu Yin, Black Cat's Mirror 24 Vase; Xihuanyou 22 bottles; Wandong, egret, Alice, Mingyou silva, Zhu Lai is a little cub, Lu La Lu La La, Xin, Mingye, Surprised Black Hole, Cha Liang, Yi Ling, Xing Mu, Eighteen-year-old Yuji, Xiaoyin, Yueyang, ruber12345, Cool Brother Killing, Ten Years, CC, Sometimes, Lan, Ling Da Upup, Light and Shadow Flying Leaves, Returning Song, Elf Whisper, Chaoyang 20 Bottles; Gnawing the Little White Rabbit 19 bottles of Little Gray Rabbit; 17 bottles of Tangerine; 15 bottles of Super Cute Flowers; 12 bottles of 6-12-6, Melody, Zuiyue Sihua; Like a Dream, Ten Years You Can Return, Qingluo, Anchen, haikyuu, Baitangqueen, Just Asking but Not Shuhuang, Yanzhi, Sir Cat, Moshang Yulinlang, I Will Always Be Behind You, Meng Your Face Is Bloody, Sihua Nian, 20400024, Grapefruit, Moonlight Over Pearl Summer , purple blue, 23580726, the arrow of the dark night, feet and feet, 36575018, yuristern, clown, sleep god, 1, Yanxiang, zyt, Mengwei Linzhong, zero, Ji Huaixi, Sanmu, doudingwaau, liu butterfly, Ajie, Xiyan Ruoshang has become a hate, emma, (*/?*), Muyu, 潽謩, dead fish with protruding eyes, fish born in water, Tantian Cui, crystal, orange, green and yellow, snow falling in the sky, Chinese Valentine's Day 10 bottles; time and space Yuan Story, the future of the future, 9 bottles of Luyi; Weiyang, 25002517, 7 bottles; Peach Blossom Flowing Water, 26632632, The reminder ball is coming, Fuyao, Weixi Weiyang, Mingling 6 bottles; Momodadada, caicai, lara1006, abc, painting style, Xuanxuan, I am just in the final stage of the second grade disease, in the treatment of the second grade disease, Yujun Changge, I don’t want to gain weight, Lazy Little Chong, Yu Sangyu, Jinshou always teases people without knowing it, Shan 5 bottles of Mo Weiyun; 4 bottles of Benbaobao; Tingyu, Zongzi, 33388246, Xiao Wu, a cup of wine, Slim Gentleman, 3 bottles of Ye Si Cuan; Zi Qing, 35741998, Huayuan Classmates, Tianque Changge, mililiyada, Jiugao 2 bottles; 1 bottle of Ai Siqi, Tanxiaoya, Tingchen, Wenzi, Emily, An Umbrella Nanxing, aibabing,..., Yunshenzhenkou, Huagu Potted Plant, A Face Confused, Leg Hair;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!