A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

A horse rushed into the messy slum like a whirlwind. It rushed along the winding and muddy road, knocking away many piles of debris on the roadside, and scaring the untouchables nearby to get out of the way.

Not long after the horse rushed past, they saw a group of people on horseback chasing after them, all carrying long | spears, swords and other weapons. They were so frightened that they hid in the house like ostriches and did not dare to show up again. , watching helplessly as the group of people rushed over.

"Caught up!"

Someone was shouting, and Gore was so happy that he urged his horse to run over, wanting to humiliate the woman he had long disliked.

As a result, he happily went over, but only saw a horse that kept neighing, but there was nothing on the horse's back.

"Where are the people?!"

He shouted, his face looked as if someone had slapped him in the face, and his face was ashen.

"Lord Gore, that woman may have vaulted midway..."

Without saying a word, Gore waved the riding crop in his hand and whipped the guard who responded.

"waste!"

He said angrily, "They are all trash! There are so many people, and they can't even catch a woman with a child! What's the use of raising trash like you!"

"Go, go and look for me! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you have to find that bitch for me!"

After being whipped, the guard endured the pain on his back and immediately arranged for his men to separate and search.

………………

This slum was very dark, and there were shelters everywhere, so when she turned a corner, the female knight decisively jumped off the horse with Garlan in her arms, and let the horse gallop away on its own. And she hugged Garlan and ran into a dark alley and hid.

"Gall."

She knelt on one knee, touched the body of the child in her arms in panic, and asked nervously, "How are you? Are you okay?"

Garlan raised his head, held down the female knight's hand that was groping her body and even trying to lift her clothes, and quickly replied: "I'm fine."

As he spoke, he even jumped on the ground to show that he was healthy in order to dispel Fataya's desire to lift off his clothes.

"Don't worry, Sister Fataya, I am forced by my teacher to practice martial arts every day at home."

Although he is not as talented as Heimos, he still learns martial arts from Shermer every day. Shermer doesn't hold back his hands during training, so it's common for him to fall, roll, and crawl. Sometimes he falls hard, leaving some bruises on his body.

The level just now was just a little bruise on the back after a heavy fall during martial arts training. It was not serious.

"Because I saw you were beaten away by him..."

Fataya was still nervous.

"If I stand still and resist the stick, I will be injured more seriously."

Because he was young, most of what Shermer taught him were techniques of leveraging force and offloading force.

Like the situation just now, he would definitely have suffered internal injuries if he was hit hard by the stick, but flying along the force of the stick would relieve a lot of the force of the impact.

"By the way...it's true." Fataya breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that you have indeed practiced martial arts."

She looked around and saw some of Gore's men running back on horseback not far away, looking for her everywhere, and her eyes suddenly froze.

"Don't make a sound." She whispered to Garlan, "Follow me."

After saying that, she took Garlan's hand and went into another alley.

Next, Fataya and Garlan kept hiding here and there, but Gore's men pressed harder, and they asked nearby untouchables about their traces. Fataya's hiding area was forced to become wider and wider. The smaller.

She stood in the shadow of the alley, frowning as she looked at Gore's men who were searching around not far away.

At this time, a ghostly figure sneaked out of the darkness and slowly approached them.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Fataya turned her head sharply. She tensed her body and stared at the intruder warily like a female leopard ready to attack.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'm not on their end, I'm here to help you."

A tall, thin boy who could tell at first glance that he lived in a slum waved his hands in a panic, indicating that he meant no harm.

"Cheng, Lord Chengwei, I saw you hiding from them. I'm here to lead you." He said, "I know this place well, and I know how to get rid of them."

As soon as the boy finished speaking, he slipped into the path on the opposite side.

Fataya frowned and weighed it, and finally decided to follow.

She felt that if this little ruffian wanted to harm them or Gore's men, then it would be enough to just shout and expose his whereabouts, and there was no need to go to such trouble.

Moreover, it is much easier to deal with these slum guys than to deal with Gore's well-trained men. These untouchables don't have the guts to do anything to him, a city guard.

The young man led them to dodge left and right in the spider web-like alley. He was indeed a local snake here. He could find openings to get through many places that didn't look like roads. Garlan felt like It's like crawling around in a huge ant cave.

After a while, he brought Garlan and the others to an open space. This open space was surrounded by a dozen or so half-collapsed abandoned houses, with some messy things piled up in the middle. It looked like a place to throw away garbage.

"You guys are hiding here."

The poor boy chuckled and rubbed his hands.

Fataya nodded and took out a handful of copper coins and gave them to him.

"When those people leave, come and notify me."

The boy who took the money nodded like a fool, with a smile on his long face.

He thought, there is a reward here, and when the news is reported later, there will be a reward over there. He really made a fortune today.

He grinned at the female knight and ran away.

Fataya looked around, walked to the back of the collapsed house, found a relatively clean place, sat down to rest, and thought about what to do next.

Garlan sat obediently next to her, his eyes moving as nimbly as a little squirrel.

Those people react really quickly.

he thinks.

He had just dragged Fataya here for an hour or two, and someone came looking for her.

In fact, at the beginning, he also considered whether, for the sake of safety, he should go back immediately to report what happened to Brother Wang, and it would be better for him to send someone to investigate. But he quickly thought that since Brother Camos had arranged this matter, he would definitely send people to inspect it regularly. However, nothing was ever found to be wrong.

Obviously, those who controlled this place used various means to cover up the peace and force the untouchables to keep silent when the inspectors came. Therefore, the inspector could find nothing.

The thugs of the person behind the scenes have discovered that he and Fataya are here, and they will definitely report it to the people above. Those people behind the scenes will definitely respond in time... If he goes back first and reports to Brother Wang, then no matter what Whether he brought people to make an unannounced visit or Brother Wang sent people to make an unannounced visit. This time difference is enough for those people to smooth out the loopholes, destroy the evidence, intimidate the untouchables, whitewash the peace, and disguise everything here.

In that case, even if it is an unannounced visit, nothing can be found out.

With the methods that those people use to drive the poor to death, it is very easy to silence these poor people.

That's why he chose to take the risk and stay.

…

While Garlan was still thinking, he suddenly heard a bang outside, like the sound of someone being thrown heavily onto debris.

Immediately afterwards, the young noble's loud shouts sounded in the open space.

"Fataya! Get out of here!"

Standing at the entrance to the clearing, Gore shouted into it.

"Don't hide like a fucking mouse, come out here!"

The tall and thin boy was thrown out by one of Gore's guards and fell into a pile of debris. He groaned in pain. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He lay paralyzed in the debris for a long time and could not get up.

Gore didn't even bother to look at him.

Because he found this kid sneaking around near him, Gore, who was already angry, found an excuse to pick him up and beat him up. He was just to vent his anger, but unexpectedly, from this The boy learned the whereabouts of Fataya.

At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the clearing with a sneer. They had all dismounted because there were debris piled up everywhere and surrounded the clearing.

The clearing was quiet for a while, and then, there was movement.

Fataya came out and stared at Gore with a frown.

"Gore, you have to know when enough is enough."

"Enough is enough? Haha, I need to be in a place like this?"

Gore is extremely proud at this moment. At this point, this stinky woman has no wings to fly.

He hated him so much when he remembered that Fataya had never given him face since he was a child, always outperforming him in every aspect, and making him often laughed at as being inferior to a woman.

It was a rare opportunity to seize such a good opportunity, and this woman actually dared to inquire about things here. He thought that he would humiliate her severely today to vent his hatred.

He waved his riding crop.

"Fuck me! Teach her a lesson!"

Gore's men swarmed forward.

Suddenly, a group of people got into a fight.

Although there was only one person in Fataya, she was very skilled in martial arts and was exerting a lot of force at the moment. Although she was at a disadvantage, it was obvious that there was nothing she could do for a while.

Gore rolled his eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the blond child standing in the corner looking secretly at him.

He pointed his horsewhip in that direction and shouted: "Get that kid!"

As long as you threaten Fataya with that child, you won't be afraid that she will be captured without restraint.

"Gore! How dare you—"

Fataya, who was surrounded, suddenly became anxious and wanted to rush over, but was surrounded by people and couldn't rush out. He could only watch with anger and red eyes as one of Gore's men rushed towards Garlan.

The guard stepped in front of the child in a few steps.

The blond child stood quietly, raising his head and looking at him steadily with a pair of bright eyes. He didn't cry, fuss or scream, which made the guard feel a little strange.

Maybe petrified?

With this thought in mind, he stretched out his big hand and wanted to roughly grab the child's hair and pull him over.

However, he had just stretched out his hand, and before he even had time to touch a hair of the child——

Suddenly, a dark brown hand thrust in from the ground and grabbed his wrist forcefully.

Before the guard could react, there was a sudden sharp pain in his wrist, followed by dizziness.

Accompanied by the sound of a broken arm bone, the guard turned over and was thrown heavily to the ground, his jaw gnawing hard into the dirt. His right arm was folded to his back by the dark brown hand and twisted abnormally. The severe pain made him scream uncontrollably.

"Heimos?"

Garlan looked at the young man standing in front of him with wide eyes and said in surprise: "Why is it you?"

Stomping on the guard at his feet, Heimos raised his eyebrows.

What Gallan said was 'Why are you', not 'Why are you here'? In other words, Gallan knew that someone would come to find him?

He kicked the person at his feet hard, knocking the guy who screamed so loudly that he fainted and opened his mouth to speak.

"Who are you! How dare you attack my people! Brat, aren't you afraid of death?"

Seeing that he failed to catch the child and his men were beaten down instead, Gore over there suddenly became furious and opened his mouth to curse Heimos.

"Just wait, you bastard, you will know the consequences of offending me!"

Heimos frowned, then raised his foot and kicked away a person who was rushing towards him.

While fighting off the people who came up to him, he talked to Garlan easily.

He said, "I'll take you back."

He glanced at the guy who kept yelling and swearing.

"He scolded you too?"

The young man asked, with a dangerous aura in his golden-red eyes.

Just as Garlan was about to answer, he suddenly heard a squeaking sound not far away. He looked down and saw a small black figure slipping out of the debris, running up to him, standing upright, and squeaking at him.

As he got closer, he faintly heard the sound of countless horse hooves running towards this direction.

Suddenly, Gore over there was like a goose being strangled by the neck, and his scolding stopped abruptly.

After a few seconds of silence, he shouted again.

"Stop! Stop it! Stop it all!"

This time, his voice was filled with panic.

All his men stopped and stood there, looking at each other for a moment, half confused and half stunned.

Fataya, who could hardly bear it any longer, quickly walked to Garlan's side while panting. She glanced at Heimos, then looked at the little mouse in front of Garlan.

She was a little surprised.

Because she still remembered that when Garlan was dragging her around here, he once said he wanted to go to the toilet and went out. After a while, she was worried that when she went to look for it, she saw the child squatting on the ground with a ball under his feet. A little black mouse. At that time, she was afraid that Garlan would be bitten by a mouse, so she hurried over and drove the little black mouse away.

...Why does this little black mouse look so much like the one not long ago?

However, Fataya had no time to think about the little black mouse.

The earth shook slightly from the sound of horse hooves. She raised her head and saw countless tall and burly knights wearing unique black and red leather armor not far away. They were riding on horseback. The armbands with special badges on their arms were shining in the sunset. sparkling with light.

The female knight suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The King's Guards!

The place where all the most powerful knights of Aaron Landis gathered, the army that would only be sent out to protect the king.

Why did it come here? !

With a swish, the running knights reined in their horses and stopped neatly outside the open space. They stood solemnly on horseback outside the open space.

The three leading men dismounted, and one of the knights with a dark eyepatch walked over quickly.

When he saw the man, Gore was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly greeted him.

"Sir Caihos, why are you here?" he said flatteringly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

The blond one-eyed knight ignored him and strode into the clearing.

Gore also followed behind Caijos, with a flattering expression on his face.

You know, this one-eyed knight is quite famous.

He is the guardian knight of Prince Gallan, who is extremely favored by King Camos.

King Camos was furious because of the injury to Prince Gallan. He killed a large number of people in the palace, severely reprimanded many noble officials, and even whipped the children of those noble officials regardless of anyone's pleas. Suddenly, he was driven out of the palace.

Seeing King Kamos being so furious because Prince Gallan was injured, one can imagine how favored the little prince was.

However, the little prince was always in the palace and rarely appeared in front of everyone. Even if he wanted to please, he could not find a chance. As a result, many people resorted to the next best thing and went to please the little prince's guardian knight Kaihos.

Gore thought with squinted eyes.

If he could climb up to this knight and win the favor of the little prince, he would basically be able to walk sideways in the royal city from now on.

Thinking of this, he spoke to Caihos even more enthusiastically.

Kayhos strode forward, ignoring the people behind him to please him.

He walked a few steps to the blond child who had been standing quietly, glanced at Heimos, and then, under the disbelieving gaze of Gore who caught up with him, he knelt down in front of the blond child. Lower your head respectfully.

He said: "Prince Garlan, I have been ordered to bring the Guards to take you back to the palace."

The entire clearing was extremely silent for a moment.

Fataya's mouth opened wide, dumbfounded.

Gore was stunned.

His men suddenly turned pale.

Even the tall, thin boy lying in the pile of debris with a bruised face and a bruised face did not moan or cry out in pain, his eyes widened.

Only Heimos, who pursed his lips, looked a little unhappy.

At this moment, in the quiet open space, only the conversation between the little prince and the knight continued.

"So slow, Kehos."

Garlan said dissatisfied.

"Why are you slower than Heimos?"

Just in case, he took the little black mouse with him when he left the palace, and secretly released it on the street.

As long as he wears Keyhorst's bracelet and those small black beads, the little black mice will circle around him. If he blows a whistle, the little black mice will come to him.

So while wandering around the slums, he asked the little black mouse to deliver a letter to Caijos. He remembered that Keyhos said that the closed special training camp of the Guards was also in the outer city, and Keyhos should be here soon after receiving his letter.

As a result, until he left the slums, Cayjos had not yet appeared.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, after the special training camp of the Guards was closed, no one was allowed to go out without the king's order." Kayhos said, "It took a while to get the king's order, so I came late."

"Uh, is that so..."

It turns out that there is this rule in the training camp. Well, he made a bit of a miscalculation.

Ah, wait.

"Get the king's order?"

Garlan reacted instantly.

"According to what you said, Brother Wang knows that I ran away?"

"Yes, Prince."

Kehos smiled brightly at the little prince.

"After all, I don't have the right to order the Guards."

Only when King Camos issues a royal order will the Guards be dispatched.

Garlan: "..."

Crap.

This is being caught red-handed.

"You...what are you talking about."

Gore, who stood there stupidly for a long time, stammered and spoke.

He felt like he was in a nightmare now. In a dream, he couldn't understand the conversation between the child and Keyhos, about the prince or the king's brother...he couldn't seem to understand it.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only to feel that his mouth was dry, and his tongue seemed to be knotted, and he had to stumble to make a sound.

"What are you...saying...about...the king...what...the prince?"

"Ah, right."

As if he suddenly remembered something, the blond child turned around and looked up at Gore.

Those big eyes curved up into the shape of a crescent moon.

"When we meet for the first time, let me introduce myself a little bit."

Garlan gave him a smile as bright as the sun.

"I am Garlan, prince of Aaronlandis."

Snap.

The gold-wired riding crop in Gore's hand fell to the ground with a pale face.