A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Time flies, spring, summer, autumn and winter pass by in a blink of an eye.

It's late spring again, summer is coming, the short rainy season has passed, and the bright sunshine is shining on this small town.

Many years ago, it was originally a small and rough village with only hundreds of disabled veterans and poor orphans. Over the years, from a village to a small town, and then from a small town to a small city, it has now become a military city that is the envy of many people.

Countless young people came out of this small city and became members of the glorious Aaron Landis army.

Tall olive trees stand tall, and their dense canopies cast large swaths of shadow on the ground.

It is the time when the olive blossoms are in bloom, and the tiny white flowers are in clusters. When the wind blows, the crown of the tree sways and they fall down.

On the training ground surrounded by large olive trees, a teenager was being attacked by five or six children.

Those children had obviously undergone long-term training. They were all strong and strong, and their attacks were clean and neat. Their attacks were also advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and they coordinated with each other to attack the boy.

But even so, they were still much weaker than that young man.

The young man waved the unedged sword in his hand and easily avoided the attacks of these children. He also grasped the flaws and disadvantages of each child and defeated them one by one.

Within a few minutes, he knocked these children to the ground one by one.

The children who were knocked over did not show any resentment. They quickly got up, looked at the young man with admiration, and then continued to attack with determination.

Looking at the determined faces of the children who had a lot of bruises on their bodies after being beaten back by him again and again, there was a hint of approval in the young man's blue eyes.

Then, he knocked these children over again without mercy.

In this way, he attacked, was knocked over, continued to attack, and continued to be knocked over. After this endless cycle lasted for more than an hour, the young man put away his sword and raised his hand to make a stop gesture.

The children immediately stopped attacking.

After crawling and rolling on the ground for nearly two hours, everyone was dirty and bruised. It hurt to look at them, but the children's eyes were very bright.

They looked at the young man in front of them with bright eyes, and then bowed and saluted.

This is a heartfelt gratitude and respect for the young man.

Looking at the children in front of him who were bowing respectfully to him, the indifference in the eyes of the stern young man was slightly lessened.

However, he remained silent and had a cold look on his face. He just nodded slightly and left the training ground.

When he walked off the training table, he casually picked up the cloak on the table and tied it back on his shoulders.

The lion emblem embroidered with black and red silk thread on the collar of the cloak symbolizes the young man's status as a knight commander.

Before he walked out of the training ground, a hand suddenly came out from the side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh, Master Novi, you are so impressive."

A slightly older tall boy smiled and put his arm around his shoulders.

He is a tall, dark and thin man, but his dark complexion is obviously caused by exposure to wind and sun.

"Look at those little brats staring at the badge on your body so hard they can't even move."

Blue eyes glanced coldly at his companion who always had a playful smile. Novi raised his hand and skillfully waved away the other person's hand.

He said indifferently: "More than half a year ago, you were also one of the 'little brats' you called me."

The thin black boy who had his hands opened shrugged casually.

This guy is still the same, he doesn't understand the so-called humor at all.

He cursed like this.

However, he did not refute, and glanced sideways at the familiar training ground ahead, where there were children sweating profusely under the scorching sun, honing their martial arts skills.

Although he is said to be a child, he is actually only three to six years younger than him and Novi.

Half a year ago, he, Novi and other companions came out of here, successfully passed the assessment, and became a member of Aaron Landis's army.

They went to the front line of the Western Territory and experienced one war after another. On the battlefield, they lost their youth and transformed into real Aaron Landis warriors.

It wasn't until Novi became the Knight Commander with his numerous military exploits that the group of them realized that this young man who had fought with them on the battlefield from the lowest level of soldiers was actually a disciple of the world-famous Knight of the Burning Sun.

They all know it.

Although Novi has many achievements in battle, the reason why he can become a knight captain at the general level at the age of fifteen is probably because of the special support of the Knight of the Burning Sun.

Although he was envious, he was not jealous, and the same was true for his other companions.

Because they could see clearly that Novi's military exploits were all achieved with his own life.

As soon as this guy goes to the battlefield, his usual indifference is replaced by ferocity, and he fights to the death with the Gastad people with red eyes, as if he has a deep hatred for the Gastad people.

At first, because of his young age and good looks, many veterans looked down on him and mockingly called him "Novi's little mad dog".

Later, after Novi killed hundreds of Gastards and gained a reputation, the soldiers called him in awe, Crazy Wolf.

Novi's ruthlessness and madness in risking his life made all his companions tremble with fear.

What's more, on the battlefield, Novi saved his life and that of other companions more than once.

Therefore, they willingly followed Novi.

"You are the goal of these little guys now."

The dark and thin young man laughed and said.

After entering the army for half a year, he made great achievements in battle and jumped from a low-level soldier to a knight captain in the general class.

Novi's deeds greatly inspired the orphans in this small town.

They regard Novi as their goal and want to be like him.

"But having said that, after finally rotating the legion, when we come back, why do you suddenly think of running back here?"

Aaron Landis's new military law stipulates that troops on the border front must be rotated every six months.

Of course, it cannot be an entire rotation. It is a rotation of units one by one in an orderly manner. The number of rotations cannot exceed a quarter of the total number of troops.

This will not only ensure that all troops can take turns to get exercise in border wars and have the opportunity to gain military exploits, but also ensure the stability of the troops guarding the border, preventing the enemy from taking advantage of the opportunity to invade due to chaos in the rotation.

Originally, it stands to reason that each rotating unit should stay at the border for at least two years, but the unit they entered as newcomers happened to have their turn, so they only stayed for half a year before returning.

However, half a year later, they will be on the battlefield again, but they don't know which border battlefield they will be assigned to.

"King Garlan said that if the soldiers who are on rotation are free, they should go to the military town to teach them."

Novi said calmly as he walked.

Nowadays, more than a dozen small towns like Taryal, which specialize in housing disabled veterans and orphans, have been established around the royal city.

People call these small towns military towns.

Novi's answer made the dark and thin young man's mouth twitch.

"You're still the same..."

His friend was indifferent to everything except King Garlan who he regarded as a god.

As long as it is what King Garlan says, he will never go against it.

I remember that not long after they arrived in the Kanal region, they had a rare vacation. He tried his best to drag Novi, who still wanted to practice martial arts, to drink together.

As a result, in the tavern, I unexpectedly encountered local people gossiping about King Garlan. They complained and ridiculed, and finally talked about the king's appearance in a disrespectful tone.

Of course they would step forward to stop him when they were angry.

However, before they could speak, a figure rushed forward.

That was the first time he saw the fierce-looking Novi outside the battlefield. The idle men were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they all cried and begged for mercy.

Novi also violated military discipline and was beaten with dozens of military sticks and lay in bed for several days.

…

"I'm going back."

Untying the reins of the horse tied outside the training ground, Novi said coldly, without waiting for a reply, he got on the horse and galloped away.

The thin black boy, who was immersed in the memories of the past, was choked by the dust kicked up by the horse's hooves and coughed several times. He shouted twice at Novi who left him unkindly. When he saw that the other person's back was already far away, he was so angry. He turned back with a groan.

never mind.

he thinks.

Now that you are here, just spend more time.

Back then, he had been taught by those serving soldiers who were willing to come here to teach them. Now, it was his turn to teach others.

After all, it was their most beloved Majesty who said it, so of course they had to listen.

………………

Without mercy, Novi left the long-winded guy behind and trotted away from the city.

However, not long after leaving the city gate, he turned a corner, left the spacious and lively main road, and ran to another place.

He remembered that there was a small river in a slightly remote place over there.

His mount was tied up outside for several hours, where he planned to give his beloved horse some water and food before riding back to the royal city.

When they reached the river, Novi led the horse to the river.

The humane horse called him affectionately, then lowered his head and drank the water.

Novi looked at it, the indifference in his eyes lessened, and he reached out to comb his beloved horse's mane.

Every knight's horse is his closest comrade.

Shermer once said this to him.

He has always taken good care of his war horse. After all, this horse was given to him by the one who gave it to him...

Xilulu!

The war horse, which was drinking water quietly, suddenly neighed, stepped on its front hooves several times, and splashed half of Novi's body with water.

Novi was a little surprised.

This is a well-trained war horse. It will not panic even when faced with the charge of thousands of troops. At this moment, it is actually frightened to this point.

He tugged on the reins hard, calming the horse while looking ahead warily.

At this sight, Novi was stunned.

He saw the stream going upstream, and at a far corner, a male lion was drinking water by the river.

It was a huge and majestic lion.

A golden-brown mane sparkled like gold threads in the sunlight.

It didn't seem to notice the frightened horses here, or maybe it was too lazy to pay attention to it. It lowered its head to drink water for a while, then turned and left.

An inexplicable thought arose in his mind, and involuntarily, Novi took the horse that had been comforted by him and quickly chased after him.

The horse was very reluctant, but still couldn't defeat its master and had no choice but to follow.

After chasing the lion drinking water and making a detour, Novi saw the figure of the big lion walking slowly forward.

He saw the big lion walking into the olive grove.

In the tall olive grove, under the dense green shade, someone was sitting under an olive tree.

The big lion walked up to the man, lay down lazily, and licked his paws.

Sitting on the grass leaning against a tree trunk was a young man.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be taking a nap.

One hand was hanging on the grass, his slender legs raised his right knee, and his right arm was resting on it casually.

The young man was wearing a white sleeveless tunic, which seemed simple, but when the sun shone down, the patterns embroidered with gold threads hidden in the pure white fabric reflected a faint light.

The wind blew by, the dense olive tree crowns swaying slightly, and the tiny white petals fell.

The long blond hair fell down from the young man's slender shoulders like a waterfall, intertwined with the snow-white skin, reflecting the sunlight that leaked through the gaps between the branches and leaves and shone on him, making his figure appear translucent. .

The young man who is sleeping lightly is like an elf transformed from a white deer in the jungle.

Where he is is like the most beautiful painting in the world.

Like a dream that is hard to find in the world.

As long as there is a slight movement, the beautiful scene will turn into bubbles.

Tying the horse outside the jungle, Novi walked slowly over.

His steps were very light, and even his breathing was light, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

But no matter how lightly he stepped, the lion that was lying lazily next to the young man suddenly stood up as soon as he got closer.

The golden brown mane was flying in the air, and the huge eyes were staring at Novi.

The mighty lion leaned down slightly and roared from its throat, as if to warn Novi.

Novi paused.

At this moment, a white hand raised and patted the big lion's head.

"It's okay, Nega, this is an acquaintance."

The big lion shook his big head, tilted his head and let out a roar, then lay down again.

It changed back to its lazy look before, with its long tail swaying behind it.

The young man who opened his eyes at some point under the tree was stroking the big furry head of the big lion while turning his head to look at the young knight captain who appeared in front of him.

Then, smile slightly.

He said: "Long time no see, Novi."

Novi walked forward quickly, put a fist on his chest, leaned over, and knelt down on one knee.

Then, he looked up at the other person.

"King Garlan, don't you have any guards accompanying you?"

Novi opened his mouth and pointed to the key point.

He stared at Garlan.

"Did you sneak out of the palace again?"

The young man with a childish face put on an extremely serious expression and said seriously, "Your safety is related to the entire Aaron Landis, and you should not act so rashly."

"…………"

As soon as he said hello, Garlan was scolded by a boy who was seven years younger than him. He was speechless for a moment.

It's strange, he obviously handed Novi over to the unruly and uninhibited Kayhos to teach him, so why does this child's personality become more and more similar to the serious and old-fashioned Shermer when he grows up?

Garlan thought in confusion.

"I brought 'guards' with me."

Garlan replied, raising his hand and patting the big lion lying next to him.

The big lion raised its head and roared at Novi, as if to express its dissatisfaction.

Novi was stunned for a moment.

And Gallan quickly changed the topic while Novi didn't know how to refute.

"What, you came back to teach the younger generation?"

Novi nodded.

He still maintained his kneeling position.

Garlan lowered his gaze and saw the black and red lion embroidery on the collar of the young man's cloak.

"By the way, I heard from Kaihos that you have made many military exploits and been promoted to Knight Commander."

Garlan stretched out his hand and his fingertips brushed against the black lion embroidery.

He was a little emotional.

"Time flies so fast. I still remember that when we met four years ago, you were still a child. In the blink of an eye, you grew up, went to the battlefield, and became a knight commander."

He smiled and said, "I don't know if you still remember the things that happened when we first met. At that time, you could see how embarrassed I was."

Novi lowered his head, expressionless, and said nothing.

The events of his first encounter with the person in front of him, each and every scene, were deeply imprinted in his heart, and it was impossible to forget them.

Garlan's eyes glanced at Novi's waist, where a long sword hung on the young knight captain's waist.

"How's it going? Is it still working?"

He pointed at the sword and asked with a smile.

Novi subconsciously raised his hand and tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

That was the sword that King Garlan gave him personally when he was about to go to the frontline battlefield half a year ago.

There was also a brown horse tied outside, which was also given to him by King Garlan.

"……very useful."

he said quietly.

Because of his seemingly indifferent face, his expression looked a little awkward when he spoke.

Garlan laughed again.

He reached out his hand and touched the head of the boy in front of him.

"As long as it works."

he said gently.

It should be avoided.

Novi thought.

He is no longer a child, he is already fifteen years old and a general on the battlefield. He cannot be rubbed on the head with the attitude of treating a child.

But while he was thinking this, his body remained still and he allowed Garlan to touch his head.

When he was touched by familiar fingers, the young man's usually cold heart suddenly softened a little.

Novi lowered his eyes slightly.

Even though he has become a powerful warrior, in front of this person, he is still attached to the warmth of this person's fingers like a child.

…………

"If you find anything bad in the city, remember to tell me."

"Are you here for inspection?"

"Roughly the same."

Garlan said, "Since we all slipped out, we might as well visit the nearby military towns to see if there are any problems."

"So you did sneak out after all."

"..."

"No matter what, please allow me to escort you back to the palace now."

"I managed to escape with great difficulty..."

"escape?"

Novi asked strangely, "Why did you run away?"

As a king, why do you want to escape from the palace?

Garlan hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and replied gloomily: "To escape from marriage."

Novi: "Huh???"

Confused.

The author has something to say: Elders (getting ready): It’s time to push for marriage.

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