A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The sky was completely dark, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky, casting a fine silver light on the magnificent palace.

Although it was late at night, the interrogation hall located in a remote corner of the palace was still brightly lit.

A corpse dressed in black clothing lay in the hall, and a dozen people dressed as maids or attendants were tied tightly with ropes and kneeling in the hall. They were lying on the ground, their heads bowed so deeply that they almost pressed their foreheads to the ground. Their faces were full of fear, and their bodies still had many scars left after being tortured.

King Camos, dressed in short dark robes, stood in front of the corpse, with a black and red cloak fastened with gold ornaments hanging from his broad shoulders.

He looked down at the corpse, his brown eyes like a lion were piercing, and there was a hint of majesty deep in his eyes.

He just stood there, even if he didn't move or speak, he still had a powerful force that was pressing in all directions. At this moment, there seemed to be a terrifying aura shrouding the hall, suffocating everyone in the hall.

A team leader knelt on one knee in front of him, holding an arrow in both hands.

Shermur, wearing a white priest's robe, picked up the arrow and looked at it carefully.

"The material is mainly wood, with only a little iron sheet on the arrow to add weight. The purpose is probably to maintain the balance of the arrow after it is shot."

After reading it, he came to a conclusion.

"Obviously, this is not an arrow made with the purpose of killing people," he said.

"Yes, Shermer."

The chief judge of the interrogation hall, who was also standing aside, said, "This was not an accident, but an incident deliberately caused by someone."

'Devil's blood' is a strange liquid that was discovered recently. It emits a foul smell that can make people faint, is difficult to clean, and can even make some people's skin red, swollen and inflamed. Therefore, most people try their best to Stay away from it.

"Now it seems that some people have mastered some of the properties of this liquid. For example, it is more flammable than oil." The presiding judge said, "According to these people, someone bribed them with money to let them provoke The relationship between the two princes, and smuggled this liquid into the palace, coaxing the children to use it against Prince Heimos."

"Obviously, their target is not Prince Garlan, but Prince Heimos."

The middle-aged presiding judge said with a serious face.

"If their plan succeeds, then Prince Heimos is likely to have been burned to death, and a fire will be caused in the atrium, and all the evidence, including this wooden arrow, will be burned. Then, this dead man will also You can escape from the palace while the fire is raging."

It was precisely because they failed to cause the fire that the soldiers rushed to the atrium in time, sounded the emergency horn, and sealed the palace, and then caught the dead man.

It's a pity that this dead man swallowed poison and committed suicide when he saw that he couldn't escape.

Taking the wooden arrow from Shermer's hand, King Camos looked at it from beginning to end.

He chuckled and said, "Although there is no evidence...but I can probably guess who sent this bug in the stinking ditch."

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes. Anyone who knew him well knew that his low smile at this moment was precisely because he was extremely angry.

Without even looking at the maids and attendants who were kneeling before him tremblingly, he said calmly: "There is no need to keep these people who eat the inside out."

he said, understatement.

"Kill them all."

Amidst the lamentations and cries of those people, King Camos casually threw the arrow to Heimos.

The young man knelt on one knee beside the corpse. He had changed into clean clothes before he came, and now he was looking down at the corpse with his head down. He heard all the words spoken by the presiding judge, but the fine black hair fell down and covered his eye sockets, making it difficult to see clearly the look in his eyes after hearing those words.

He raised his head, caught the arrow thrown to him by King Camos, and looked at it before his eyes.

"You can almost guess it, right?"

King Camos said.

"…………"

"I'm very unhappy and want to beat that guy up, but now there's no conclusive evidence, so I can't do anything to that guy."

He is the king of Aaron Landis. Without any evidence, it is impossible for him to take action against a high-ranking guy.

Because he is a king, he must abide by the laws of Aaron Landis.

Otherwise, the laws of this country will begin to break down from him.

"..."

With a little force of his fingers, the arrow broke into two pieces in Heymos's hand.

He lowered his eyes, but the messy black hair could not hide the cold light in his eyes.

He said: "Please lend me a team of guards."

King Camos raised his eyebrows, turned around, and strode away, his black and red cloak flying high behind him.

He said, "Shemur, give him a detachment from my bodyguard."

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Although it was late at night, a side door of the palace was opened on the special order of King Camos.

The huge turntable was rotating in the hands of several gatekeepers, causing the huge iron gate to slowly drop downwards. It lay on the moat and became a solid iron bridge.

Immediately afterwards, a group of cavalry wearing black and red leather armor galloped out of the open city gate. Among them, there was the figure of a small black-haired boy.

They ran out of the city gate and plunged into the darkness.

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The city of Meneste, one of the five major cities of Aaron Landis, is located in the north of the royal city. It is an important junction of the Aaron Landis Highway. At the same time, it is also the center of Aaron Landis that runs diagonally through the entire north and south. An important port on the Enki River, one of the two mother rivers in the region.

It is precisely this hub location on land and water that has allowed it to accumulate wealth through its commerce and trade, and it has become one of the five major cities in Aaron Landis.

It is a city inherited from a family. The previous city owner was a loyal and kind-hearted man who treated the citizens well and was very tolerant. The taxes were not high. There was also a special shelter for the elderly and the disabled in the city, so it was deeply loved by Mo. Loved by the people of Nestor.

It's a pity that the child born to the old city lord unexpectedly disappeared. Therefore, before he died, he could only pass the position of city lord to his younger brother, Earl.

When the old city lord's child was later found, Earl had already secured his position as city lord.

But to the relief of the citizens, their new city lord took his brother's only son back to the castle. It is said that he treated his nephew like his own son.

At this moment, it was just around sunrise, and the gates on all four sides of the city of Menestre had just opened, when they heard the sound of horse hooves galloping on the ground like thunder. When the guard guarding the gate looked up, he saw a group of cavalry rolling up in the distance. The billowing dust suddenly frightened him and he thought he was being attacked by an enemy.

Taking a closer look, the knights were all wearing uniform styles of black and red leather armor and dark costumes. They also had special patterned armbands on their arms, and they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he recognized it, it was the uniform of Aaron Landis's King's Guards.

The team of about thirty or forty horses rode up to the door, and the leader tightened the reins.

It was a figure that was smaller than the other burly knights. Under the gaze of the guard captain who came up to him, the man pulled back the hood of his cloak.

The jet-black hair was scattered in the air, and exposed to the bright morning sun was a handsome face belonging to a young man.

His golden-red eyes are like the sun stained with fire in the sky, his sword-shaped eyebrows are raised high, and the corners of his slender eyes are like sharp blades. Although he is still just a young man, his whole body exudes a frightening sense of oppression, like a sharp sword unsheathed, already sharp. Bilu.

"Young Master Heymos... no, your highness, your highness."

The chief guard of the city gate greeted him happily, then stammered and changed his words.

The edict from King Camos had arrived in the city of Meneste more than two months ago and caused a sensation. Many city residents rejoiced and celebrated that the child of their old city lord had become the prince of this country. As a member of the city's citizens who respected the old city lord, the chief guard was also sincerely happy for their young master.

Heimos looked down at him, nodded to him, and without saying anything, the middle-aged knight following him took out a token.

The golden base, the black and red flags on the pattern, and the protruding lifelike golden lion head made the guard head kneel down in an instant.

It was a token that only the King's Guards could hold, symbolizing the King's orders.

A group of cavalry quickly entered the city gate and did not dismount. They just slowed down after entering the city. Seeing this group of burly and sturdy knights, everyone on the road stepped aside. Someone recognized that the young man in the lead was the child of their old city lord, and immediately stood on the roadside and started whispering to each other.

The child of their old city lord has become the prince of Aaron Landis, and maybe he will become the king of Aaron Landis in the future. This is something that makes the citizens of Menestre extremely excited. Now, the child they watched grow up has returned to the city of Menestre, immediately attracting the attention of many city residents.

They gathered around and watched Heimos leading the group of knights directly to the castle gate in the center of the city before dismounting.

"H-Heimos...your highness."

The guard guarding the gate of the castle looked at the young man striding forward in astonishment, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"You, you are..."

"Why, I'm back to visit my dear uncle, aren't you going to let me in?"

The young man standing in front of the castle gate asked in a deep voice.

The guard was startled for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But when he raised his eyes and saw the group of citizens opposite who were gathering together and looking hard in this direction, he subconsciously shut up.

"Open the door! Open the door immediately! Didn't you see His Highness Heymos back?"

While scolding his subordinates loudly, he turned around and smiled apologetically at Heimos.

"How could it be? Master Earl said that this will always be your home."

The boy glanced at him.

Just one look made the guard's chest choke. He watched helplessly as Heimos took long strides and walked into the open door.

Half of the group of knights who came with the boy followed the boy, and the other half took over the horses of their companions and stayed outside the gate to wait.

The maids and servants who were busy in the castle early in the morning were all stunned when they saw Heimos suddenly appearing.

Heimos entered the castle without saying hello to anyone. After looking around this familiar place, he turned around and walked straight in one direction.

It was early in the morning, and the person he was looking for must be at the martial arts training ground.

Everyone in the hall was so surprised and dumbfounded as they watched the knights follow Heimos and leave without saying a word. One of the attendants turned around and ran as fast as he could. He wanted to immediately report the news of Heimos' sudden return to the Lord of the City.

Heimos walked quickly through a long corridor. At the end of the corridor was a richly carved black wooden door.

He walked to the door, paused, and then suddenly raised his feet.

With a bang, the exquisitely carved door was kicked open by him, and an ugly gap appeared at the place where he was kicked.

The sudden loud noise startled the young man who was practicing marksmanship in the martial arts field and almost dropped the spear in his hand. He turned back angrily and wanted to curse the servant who disturbed his martial arts practice, but he saw a familiar figure coming from behind. Walking through the kicked-in door.

"Heimos..."

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the gun in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

Huymos, his father's brother's son, his cousin.

A guy who was obviously several years younger than him, but so much better than him that he could easily crush him.

The guy he hated so much.

He had secretly designed this guy several times, but never succeeded. This guy always looked down at him with a cold, disdainful look.

Ever since he heard that Heimos had been chosen as prince, he was even more mad with jealousy.

My father obviously said that this guy Heimos is dead this time, why would he do it now——

"Since Uncle Earl and you both seemed to miss me, I came back to visit you."

The boy said this.

"Buck, are you practicing martial arts? So, since we haven't seen each other for such a long time, how about we two cousins ​​come to spar?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a sharp gun from the weapons rack nearby.

"No, no need..."

Buck had not finished his sentence.

A long |lance suddenly fell from the sky, hitting him like a huge sharp arrow.

It grazed his cheek exactly, cut a bloody mark, and then nailed it heavily to the training stake behind him.

The young man who had just grown up sat down on the ground.

The spear thrown by Heymos was nailed deeply into the wooden stake, and it was still making a buzzing sound, and the tail of the spear above his head was shaking slightly.

Buck fell to the ground with his mouth open, but couldn't speak.

As long as the spear is slightly deflected, it can penetrate his head.

The young man strode forward and pulled out the spear on the wooden stake. Although he was a little shorter than him, he stood in front of him and looked down at him.

Condescending.

A cold light in the eyes makes people palpitate for no reason.

Heimos said: "Go on."

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When Earl, the Lord of Meneste, received the news and rushed to the martial arts training ground, what he saw was a terrifying scene that made him extremely distressed.

The son he valued and loved the most was lying on his back, and the damn little bastard stepped hard on Buck's chest with one foot.

Judging from the degree of collapse of the chest, it was obvious that several ribs had been broken.

What made his eyes even darker was that the sharp tip of a long spear penetrated the palm of Buck's right hand, pinning that hand to the ground.

His son screamed in pain on the ground, and the sound was like nails driven into his heart.

Earl was so distressed that he wanted to immediately order the guards behind him to rush forward and chop that damn little bastard into pieces.

However, his reason stopped him.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then walked forward, showing a serious expression to Heimos.

"Heimos, I said, this is your home, you can come back at any time."

He said it in the stern yet heart-wrenching tone of an elder speaking to a younger generation, or an uncle speaking to a nephew.

"But how can you bully your cousin just because you became a prince?"

There was a hint of threat in those heartbreaking words.

"If King Camos knew that you did such a thing...he would definitely not want Aaron Landis to have an arrogant and arrogant prince who doesn't know how to respect his brother."

The young man who stepped on Buck's chest turned his head and glanced at Lord Earl from the corner of his eye.

He raised his lips and smiled.

"Long time no see, my Uncle Earl."

He said, and then raised his foot. Earl thought that his secret threat had worked, and he just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dark boots that had just been raised stepped down hard again.

There was a crack, a slight cracking sound, and Buck screamed. Apparently, another rib was broken.

Lord Er's face turned pale. He looked at Heimos sadly and said, "Heimos, I brought you in and treated you as my own child. Now I have brought you up like this." It looks like I'm sorry for my big brother."

There was an expression on his face, but the veins on his forehead hidden under his forehead were beating violently.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the dozen tall and burly knights next to him. The familiar attire made him dare not act rashly, especially the lion badge worn on the chest of the leading middle-aged knight.

That is the badge of the Qianqi Commander.

These knights are all knights of King Camos's direct guard.

...If these people hadn't been present, he would have ordered his subordinates to swarm over and teach that damn little bastard a lesson!

Why is he still alive? He should have been burned to death in the palace!

"Uncle, I disappoint you. I am still alive and have not been burned to death."

Heimos' words made Lord Earl's heart beat suddenly.

However, there was a puzzled look on his face.

"Burned to death? Heimos, what happened to you?" he said, "Did you misunderstand your uncle or your cousin? In fact, we..."

"Uncle, I spent a day and two nights getting here not to argue with you about whether there is a misunderstanding or not."

The young man interrupted him coldly.

"I came here just to give you a warning."

He said, still stepping on his cousin to the ground, shaking the spear nailed to Buck's palm, causing Buck to scream in pain again.

"From now on, if you do something again, I will come to see my cousin again."

Heimos said with his golden-red eyes staring at Lord Earl.

"I came to see my cousin who is five years older than me to learn martial arts. I accidentally injured my cousin."

The corners of the young man's eyes were as sharp as blades, raised slightly, looking extremely sharp.

And the corners of his lips that were also raised revealed a deep sense of sarcasm.

"Why, you were injured by your younger cousin, and as an elder, you came out to help him avenge him?"

The man he called his uncle didn't dare touch him for this reason.

Heimos had already seen this man clearly.

He talks sweetly but has a sword in his belly, is a pretentious person, has a good face and an evil heart, is good at performing, and loves fame.

An adult was injured by his cousin who was five or six years younger than him, and then as a father, he went to take revenge on his nephew - this kind of disdainful and disgraceful thing, Earl, who cares about his reputation, would never do it.

Especially now that the king's guards are present and the matter may spread to the royal city and reach the ears of King Camos, he will not make such an unwise move.

"'I'm still a child, I'm not sensible, I just accidentally hurt my cousin' - I said this, uncle, what can you do to me?"

The smile on the corner of the young man's lips that sent chills down his spine became clearer and clearer.

"So, I'm here to warn you, Lord Earl."

The young man with cold eyes no longer even calls this man his uncle.

"If you do anything, I will come to see my cousin once."

"This time, it was a hand. Next time, the arm will be cut off entirely."

Heimos said, chuckling.

The young man's handsome face smiled as pleasantly as the morning glow, but it made everyone who stared at him feel a little bit in their hearts.

They couldn't explain the reason, they just felt that the words the young man said and the way he smiled sent chills down their backs.

"Next time, it's a leg."

"And the last time..."

The last half of the sentence was not loud, but it made Lord Earl's chest tighten.

"Heimos, if you have any grudge against me, come to me and spare your brother."

He said with a solemn expression.

"No matter what you are going to do to your uncle, your uncle will admit it."

"No, Lord Earl, it's normal for my cousin and I to argue. It would be easy for others to criticize you if I attack you as an elder. And..."

Heimos stared at him, and in the depths of his eyes covered by his forehead, there was a cluster of fiercely burning red flames.

"Besides, you probably won't feel any pain if I attack you. Only hurting the most important person to you can make you unforgettable, right?"

The knife piercing his body only hurt a little.

Only when a knife is pierced into the body of the person who is in your heart will the pain drive you crazy.

Earl, I want to thank you for letting me know this.

Seeing the helpless look on Heimos' face, Lord Earl stopped pretending and suddenly his face sank.

He said coldly: "I am the master of the city of Meneste, do you think I will let you do evil in this city?"

"Unless your precious son is allowed to never leave the city of Meneste in his life, otherwise, as long as he leaves this city, let him be prepared to cut off his hands and feet."

Heymos replied, pulling out the spear that was stuck in Buck's palm.

Then, he stabbed Buck's thigh hard again.

Buck's shrill screams rang out from the martial arts training ground again, like a slap hitting Lord Earl's face hard, making his face turn livid.

But he couldn't do anything and didn't dare to do anything.

The knights of King Camos are watching here, and a group of knights are waiting outside.

Heimos was his nephew, an orphan, and now he was still a prince, and he was still young. He was just 'discussing' and 'accidentally' injured his older cousin. He couldn't really do anything to him - and It was because of knowing this that Lord Earl hated him so much.

Lifting the foot that was on Buck's chest, Heimos turned and left.

"That's all I have to say."

He said, "If you don't want anything to happen to your precious son, just stay calm, Lord Earl."

"No, Hermos, you don't dare do that."

The Lord of Earl City said in a deep voice with a livid face.

No matter what, Buck is his cousin and he is his uncle. How could this little bastard have the courage to commit parricide——

Huymos walked past him.

The moment they passed each other, the young man turned his head, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and smiled.

The golden red eyes had a glimmer of light, like a trace of blood——

That look actually made Earl feel a chill in his heart.

He dares.

There was a voice shouting in Earl's heart.

This person really dares!

Snap, that was the sound made by the departing young man casually throwing the blood-stained spear to the ground.

He left the castle where he grew up without any regrets.

Leaving his uncle and cousin behind completely.

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Lord Earle would not know that in the world where he had succeeded, Heimos actually killed him and his son Buck with his own hands later.

The black-haired prince who killed his own relatives with his own hands has since been called the 'son of the devil' and is feared by everyone.

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