A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The lifted hem of his clothes swayed in the breeze. After a second of sluggishness, Garlan suddenly turned over and sat up. Regardless of the uneven pebbles on the ground that hurt his legs, he knelt down on the ground with his thighs clamped tightly, his hands firmly pressed on the hem of his clothes to block the key parts, and his whole face turned red. .

Why should I be so embarrassed in front of this guy?

With such a cry in his heart, Garlan felt that his whole face was about to be burned. He pursed his lips and lowered his head, wishing he could bury his head in his thighs, not daring to look up at the expression of the person in front of him at this moment.

Come on, go on, stay away from me, the further away, the better.

He muttered this desperately in his mind, looking at the two feet standing in front of him from the corner of his eyes, just begging the other party to get out of here quickly and not to let himself continue to be so embarrassed.

However, that person just couldn't hear his voice. His legs were stuck in place as if they had roots, and he stood in front of him, motionless.

Garlan buried his head and blushed, but he could feel Heimos staring at him.

He gritted his teeth in hatred, but he couldn't tell the guy to get out of his voice out loud, so he could only curse in his heart.

So you really don’t know how to look at the atmosphere since you were a child - you are so embarrassed when you watch the scene, why are you still here? Just go as far as you can!

I remember you are not a person who likes to watch fun, right? Are you standing still to embarrass me on purpose?

Just when Garlan was guessing the thoughts of the young Heimos with the greatest malice, and at the same time he was too embarrassed to know what to do, the feet in his sight that were staring at the ground finally moved.

Go, go, go, go.

Garlan, who was muttering to himself, just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second, his heart suddenly felt high again. Because he saw that the feet did not turn around and leave, but stepped forward.

Wait wait wait——

You, you, what do you want to do?——

Gallan, who was unwilling to raise his head because he felt too embarrassed. When he saw Heimos approaching him, he was so wary and defensive about this person that he finally ignored the embarrassment and suddenly raised his head to look at the person. What to do.

As soon as he raised his head, before his eyes had time to focus, his arm was already grabbed by the other person's outstretched hands.

The man exerted force on his hand, but before he could react, the man had already lifted him up from the ground.

Garlan stood there, raising his head and looking at the man with wide eyes.

He saw a face that he couldn't tell whether it was familiar or unfamiliar, but it was definitely a face that was very different from the person in his memory.

The person who lifted him up was still a young boy of twelve or thirteen years old at the moment, with a childish look on his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes. His fine black hair was scattered in the corners of his eyes and looked a bit messy. The chin is slightly pointed, and the outline of the face looks thinner, but because of the large frame, the whole person does not look thin. Although she was only three or four years older than him, she was a full head and a half taller than him.

Garlan stared at that face blankly.

In my memory, that person's face was always extremely sinister, as if it was always shrouded in deep shadows, with a trace of evil energy unconsciously seeping from the corners of his brows and eyes, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

However, now, on the childish face in front of him, there was no trace of the lingering cold aura of the person in his memory.

As he was thinking, he suddenly saw the young man Heimos glance at him from top to bottom, and then reach out to him.

Gallan, who had almost formed a reflexive psychological shadow towards the person in front of him, felt his heart skip a beat and instinctively raised his arms in a defensive posture.

He put his hand in front of his eyes, which naturally blocked his sight, so he couldn't see what the other party wanted to do.

Then, the next second, he felt a snap, and someone slapped his butt.

The child jumped up suddenly.

What does this guy Heimos want to do? !

After being slapped on the butt for the second time, Gallan reacted and jumped up instantly, turned around, and faced the young man Heimos who turned to his side.

He covered his butt with his hands back, looking up and glaring at the guy who slapped his butt.

The young man who was glared at by him was stunned for a moment, and looked at the child in front of him angrily holding his butt and staring at him, and smiled.

Is this kid afraid that I will spank him?

The boy who thought this way couldn't help but feel a little funny. He didn't care about the child's eyes staring at him. Instead, he reached out and rubbed the child's head. Then, he bent down slightly and continued to put his hand on the clothes on the other side of him. Take a shot.

Well……

Could this person... be... actually... it seems... maybe...

Are you dusting off his clothes?

Looking at Heymos's movements, Garlan had a vague suspicion that he himself found incredible.

? ? ?

I always feel like... something is wrong?

The man who looked at him with either viciousness or murderous intent every time he saw him, and who killed him four times in various brutal ways... didn't look like a kid who could lift up a fallen kid. A gentle person for children?

………………

Garlan thought deeply.

He thought he might have met a fake Heimos.

While he was thinking deeply, the boy Heimos, who he thought was fake, had already wiped away the dust on the hem of his clothes when he fell to the ground.

Heimos looked at the child in front of him. The white and tender face was round and round. The baby fat on the cheeks made the little face look like a bun, making people want to poke it with their fingers. The urge to poke that soft cheek.

Just now, when he was lifting up the child who had fallen due to being frightened by him, and looking at the child's red face, Heimos couldn't help but frown, looking at the child's delicate skin and tender flesh. She looks like she's been spoiled, and she'll definitely start crying and making a fuss later. He was quite annoyed with this kind of brat, so he thought about picking up the child, then leaving him behind and running away quickly, so as not to hear the child's crying.

But what surprised him was that the child he picked up didn't cry or yell, but just looked up at him. On that small face as big as a palm, a pair of big round eyes stared at him, looking silly and a little pitiful. Heimos felt something in his heart for some unknown reason. He saw that the little lotus-like arms and legs were stained with dust. He felt a little displeased, and unconsciously reached out to pat the dust for him.

As soon as he patted him, the child who was standing obediently staring at him without making any noise suddenly jumped up, covered his buttocks with his hands, and then glared at him.

It was probably a glare that the child thought was very powerful. However, from Heimos' perspective, the child standing in front of him tilted his head slightly, with his little red face raised and open. A pair of big, watery golden amber eyes stared at him, with soft eyelashes twitching. The light blond hair around the little face was slightly curly and fluffy, wrapping around the child's face, making the little face with baby fat look even smaller.

It looked like a newborn cub trying to bite someone's finger with its soft teeth that hadn't fully grown yet, thinking it could bite someone.

He couldn't help but want to laugh for a moment.

But in order not to make the child even more angry, he held back and just rubbed the fluffy blond hair.

Yeah, it's soft and feels great.

So, he rubbed it again.

…

What should I do if my sworn enemy, who is destined to fight to the death in the future, sees his most embarrassing side and is spanked and finally has his head patted?

Garlan, who had been touched by Heimos from the moment they met until now, thought in frustration.

However, no matter how aggrieved he was, he knew that it was definitely not a good idea to fight Heimos now.

Although after knowing that he was only eight or nine years old, he immediately thought that his mortal enemy must be only twelve or thirteen years old now, but before he could mentally prepare to meet Heimos, who was still just a teenager. , and before he could figure out how to deal with his mortal enemy who was still young at the moment - suddenly, he ran into him face to face.

Moreover, he made a huge fool of himself in front of the other party.

When he thought that his sworn enemy would probably remember the scandal he made today for the rest of his life, and that he would probably use it to punish him from time to time in the future, Garlan's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys began to feel a dull pain.

etc.

Speaking of which, this guy is actually the culprit who made him look embarrassed, right?

If this person hadn't suddenly slapped him from behind, and he was unprepared and frightened by the sudden appearance of this person, he wouldn't have fallen down.

...Wait a minute, why did Heymos shoot him?

Garlan once again began to speculate on the opponent with the greatest malice.

Could it be that Heimos had just planned to secretly push him into the pond and drown him?

# Heimos always wants to kill me. This is definitely not the delusion of me who has been killed four times #

After thinking about it, Garlan, who was still a little hesitant about what to say, immediately became vigilant.

Even if he is just a child, he is still his mortal enemy, and he must not let his guard down just because of this. You know, he has his last life left now. If he is killed again this time, he will really die.

He thought for a while and felt that he should understand the other party's purpose of looking for him, so he spoke.

"Are you looking for me?"

The child's voice was soft and moist, like sweet water dripping into soft white clouds. Anyone who heard it couldn't help but soften their hearts.

As soon as he opened his mouth and made a sound, Garlan was startled by himself.

His voice was cute and soft, as delicate as a girl's.

Ah, right.

Garlan thought sadly.

A child of eight or nine years old, who has not yet reached the stage of changing his voice, has such a delicate childish voice... It is really not used to him.

…………

Okay, let's forget about the voice-changing period for now, just endure it for a few years and it will be fine. The most important thing now is to solve the problem of underwear first. He can't bear not wearing underwear for a few years.

"Follow me, I'll take you back."

Heymos spoke, and his voice was exactly the opposite of Garlan's, hoarse. Because he is now thirteen years old and is in the process of changing his voice, his voice is hoarse and unpleasant.

He stretched out his hand to Garlan. Garlan hesitated for a moment and unaccustomedly took hold of the hand that stabbed him to death not long ago with the sword in his hand.

He still doesn't understand the situation clearly, so it's better to follow the other party's direction first.

Probably because he is in the stage of changing his voice, the boy doesn't like to talk. He held Garlan's little hand and led him away. Although he is only three or four years older than Garlan, he has already begun to grow and is much taller than Garlan and has longer legs, so he walks with a long stride. Garlan, who is still a child, has short legs that are much longer. It takes a little jogging to catch up with him.

Just after running two steps, there was a sudden pain in his left ankle. Garlan stumbled forward. If his hand was not grabbed by Heimos, he almost fell forward and fell to the ground.

Huymos stopped and looked back at him.

I'm afraid I twisted my foot when I fell down just now.

Garlan thought, and when he raised his head and met someone's questioning eyes, he quickly shook his head.

"I'm fine. I tripped just now because I didn't pay attention."

Before he could finish speaking, a pair of hands reached out, reached under his armpits, grabbed him and lifted his small body up. Then it was placed on a white rock next to it.

The boy squatted down on one knee in front of him, held his left foot with one hand, and lifted it up.

Gallan reacted very quickly. The moment his feet were lifted, he suddenly pushed down the hem of his clothes, blocking the key parts tightly - now he finally knew that girls wear miniskirts all the time. Be careful not to reveal your hard work.

He thought sadly and angrily that he was now wearing a short skirt, which was still empty, empty, empty!

This damn custom!

He glanced at Heimos angrily.

Heimos was different from him, wearing slightly tight soft cloth trousers and black boots that were half calf high. This is the benefit of being older. Children generally don't wear underwear, but when they grow up, they will wear pants.

In fact, people in this dynasty did not wear underwear even when they grew up, because there was no such thing as underwear in this period. When they grow up, they put on something similar to a crotch cloth and then wear trousers directly. The reason why boys usually start wearing trousers around the age of twelve is because from this time on, boys will learn to ride horses and be trained to fight on horseback.

Gallan's action of holding down the hem of his clothes made Heimos, who was half-kneeling in front of him, startled for a moment. After he understood what Gallan was doing, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. Then, he looked at Garlan's ankle.

The child's feet are so small that he can hold them all with one hand. He looked at the slightly red and swollen area and tried to pinch it.

The tingling sensation in his ankle brought Garlan back to his senses.

He looked down.

…

The foot injury was thrown aside first, and the underwear was thrown aside first. At this moment, Garlan realized something important.

Something that made him extremely happy.

After his fifth rebirth, in less than an hour, he successfully realized the dream that only existed in his imagination after four desperate attempts.

look! He succeeded in bringing his sworn enemy to his feet—

What a high-end and successful start!