A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The little prince who spoke astonishingly was packed up and carried back to the palace by the dark-faced Lion King.

Because of Garlan's unintentional words, King Camos rinsed his mouth with wine several times after returning, and then he regained his breath. Priest Shamash, who did not follow to pick up the people and therefore did not see this scene, was puzzled. He didn't know what his wayward majesty had done. He actually used precious wine as mouthwash.

After all, what can be presented to the king are top-notch wines that ordinary people cannot see.

However, even after rinsing his mouth, King Camos still felt sick when he thought of what Garlan said.

However, the person who said that was his doting little prince. For the Lion King, who one second vowed to scold the prince for sneaking out of the palace, and the next second hugged his own prince's brother and doted on him so much, it was very difficult to punish the little prince. It's impossible for Brother Wang, not in this life.

Therefore, King Camos, who was in a bad mood, took out his anger on others.

Gore was whipped, then stripped of his noble title and demoted to pariah status along with his parents.

Although he did not lose his life, for Gore, becoming a pariah like a garbage bug in his eyes was more painful than killing him.

The West City Guard Chief was demoted and lost the real power to command the City Guards. At the same time, a large number of officials were sacked one after another, pulling out carrots and bringing out the mud, and dug out a bunch of nobles who often made trouble behind King Camos' back.

After all, King Camos spends at least half of the year fighting abroad. Therefore, these nobles are usually as honest as good babies when Camos is in the royal city. When Camos goes to war, they are exposed to greed. nature.

In fact, for this feast in the slums, they also planned to wait until King Camos went to war later, then they would take off their masks and have a feast, take away all the wealth of the untouchables, and turn them all into their own slaves. Over the years, some of the supervisors in the royal city who were directly under the jurisdiction of King Camos have been corrupted by them.

For a time, a bloody purge broke out in the royal city. Seeing that several colleagues would be dragged out and severely punished every day, all the noble officials were extremely frightened.

However, they were the only ones who were frightened. For the common people, watching the big shots who used to be all-powerful fell down one after another became their gossip after dinner, and they discussed it with gusto.

For the untouchables in the slums, it was even more joyful. All the money they were forced to borrow did not have to be repaid. Their great and just King Kamos sent envoys here to remove the debts from those who were deprived of money in front of them. All the IOUs taken out of the sealed money bank were burned on fire.

At that time, many people cried and kowtowed, desperately thanking the king for his kindness.

When they heard that the newly built houses would still be given to them as promised, everyone cheered. For a moment, the slums were as happy as a festival, and they were full of joy.

And not long after that, a story about their young prince secretly visiting the slums alone and outsmarting corrupt officials began to spread secretly among the untouchables... It seemed to have come from the mouth of a tall and thin boy at first. from.

Later, this interesting rumor caught the attention of a bard. After inquiring about it in detail, he compiled it into a poem and sang it.

The bard did not expect that his temporary inspiration would lead to his name being passed down for thousands of years because of this poem.

It can be regarded as a name that will go down in history.

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Although the great purge made some people in the royal court tremble and have trouble sleeping, for others, it was very happy.

All the Shamash priests were among that group of people.

Integrity, impartiality, integrity, and aboveboardness are the teachings of Shamash, the sun god who is also the god of justice and judgment. All the priests of Shamash strictly abide by such teachings. Therefore, for them, corruption and bribery are a major sin, and intending to deceive the holy and supreme King and distorting the King's orders are even more unforgivable sins.

Their greatest hope is that everywhere the light of the Sun God shines, the sky and the earth will be clear, and all corrupt officials should be severely judged and killed.

As one of them, Xie Muer was naturally very satisfied with this purge.

Well, it turns out that Prince Gallan is favored by the goddess of luck.

he thought with satisfaction.

So, he would not severely reprimand the prince for sneaking out of the palace this time.

Therefore, when Shermur met Garlan, he just said a few symbolic words to him and then let it go.

This shocked Garlan, who was already prepared to be severely scolded by Shemuer. He had no idea why Shemuer suddenly changed his temper and became so easy to talk to.

Then, he opened his mouth and looked at Shermer in confusion as he hurried away.

"Huh? It's probably because Mr. Shermuel is busy tracking down evidence of the crimes of the Chief Director and others, so he is very busy now."

To the little prince's confusion, the female official Tapti replied with a smile.

As far as she knew, all Shamash priests were the type whose combat power instantly exploded like chicken blood once they encountered corrupt officials.

At this moment, she was holding an emerald green malachite comb and gently combing the little prince's hair.

The snow-white skin of the child who had just taken a bath was like milk, and there was still a little pink that was smoked by the heat in the milky white. It was so tender that it looked like it could drip out of water. People couldn't help but want to poke it when they looked at it. .

The light golden hair was carefully dried, making it soft and smooth. It felt like fine velvet, delicate and soft. When it was scattered, it was almost like you could hear the rustling sound of the hair falling.

It has a beautiful light golden glow in soft lighting.

The female official stroked the little prince's silky light blond hair and couldn't put it down.

She thought that such beautiful blond hair would look great if she could grow it longer.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she couldn't help but picture the little prince's long pale golden hair falling on his snow-white shoulders.

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Okay, that's it.

After thinking about it, Tapti happily made the decision.

Even if you have to coax and lie, you still have to let the little prince grow his hair long.

Tapti put down the malachite comb and picked up a jade box on the table.

As soon as she opened it, there was a translucent milky white liquid inside, and a medicinal fragrance hit her nostrils. It was a good ointment for removing scars, and the effect was indeed very good. The scars she had been worried about from the little prince's burns did not disappear. It happened, and the symptoms on the back and calves were almost gone, leaving only a little pink trace on the back of the neck.

She hadn't used this ointment for a while, and this time, she took it out again.

She gently applied the ointment to the scabbed scar on Garlan's arm.

Although Gallan felt that this minor injury was really unnecessary, he knew that he could not stand up to the female officer, so he obediently let Tapti wipe it.

Tapti couldn't help but talk while applying the medicine.

"Your Highness Garlan, you are still taking too many risks."

She said, "You are a prince, you are so noble, how could you do such a dangerous thing?"

"Even if something like that happens, if you want to help those untouchables, you should put your own safety first. You are still young after all."

Holding the medicine box, Tapti looked at Garlan and said this.

"At that time, you should come back to the palace first, tell King Camos and ask him to send someone to investigate."

"But in that case, as time goes by, as long as those people do some tricks, they won't be able to find anything, right?"

Garlan said, tilting his head to look at Tapti and laughing.

"Anyway, even if I am really caught, the most I can do is get a beating."

No matter how good that Gore was, he didn't have the guts to actually kill another noble in the royal city. At most, he would beat them up just to warn them.

If Huymos and Keyhos didn't arrive in time, he was ready for a beating.

The child smiled brightly at his lady-in-waiting.

He said: "I am beaten alone, but I can save the lives of many people. It is very worthwhile."

Tapti's breath paused.

Those people are just humble untouchables.

She wanted to say that.

Everyone believed that even the lives of thousands of untouchables were not worth as much as a hair of the noble prince - even the untouchables themselves felt this way.

Therefore, Tapti could not understand the prince's words or his actions.

She was confused by this.

this is not right.

The education she had received all along told her so.

However, when she looked into Prince Gallan's eyes, she somehow couldn't say the words "Prince, you did something wrong, you shouldn't have done this".

Suddenly, she suddenly remembered the words she heard once when she went to the temple of the sun god Shamash to listen to the teachings of the elderly high priest.

[The sun god Shamash is impartial and selfless. 】

[Even if they are lowly pariahs and filthy slaves, he is still willing to shine his light on them and give them light and warmth. 】

The little prince looked up at her, his golden eyes seemed to be flowing with light, as bright as the sun in a clear, cloudless sky.

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Just when Tapti was stunned, someone suddenly came in and took the medicine box in her hand.

When the female official raised her head, the figure of the black-haired boy came into her eyes.

She frowned subconsciously, but she still stood up calmly and bowed her head to the young man with impeccable etiquette.

"Prince Heimos."

Heimos hummed in response.

"Let me do it."

As he spoke, he sat down directly, applied the ointment to the bruise on Garlan's shoulder, and then used his fingertips to rub the milky white ointment into the bruise.

"pain."

When the bruised area was rubbed like this, Garlan immediately cried out in pain and subconsciously wanted to hide, but Heimos held him down.

"If you don't rub it, the pain will last longer."

Heimos, who was very good at this kind of bruises and bruises, naturally knew that it would hurt when he used medicine to rub the bruises away, so he pressed Garlan and coaxed him.

"Be good, it won't hurt in a while."

Because he had to hold down the struggling Garlan, Heimos forcibly held the child from behind with one hand, as if he was forcing little Garlan into his arms.

The corner of Taputi's mouth twitched, and regardless of being rude, she reached out to take the ointment from Prince Heimos' hand.

"Prince Heimos." She said with a dark face, "This is an ointment for removing scars, it is useless for dispersing bruises."

Therefore, please let go of Prince Garlan.

Now--

immediately--

immediately--

However, Heymos didn't seem to understand the hint in the female officer's words at all. When he heard that it was about removing scars, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes fell on the back of Garlan's neck.

There is a light pink mark on the back of the neck where it connects to the shoulders.

At first glance, it looks like a small cherry blossom dotted on the white and tender skin, which is indescribably beautiful.

His heart moved, and he couldn't explain why. Heimos poked the pink mark lightly.

The child in his arms struggled immediately.

"Don't touch it, it's itchy!"

Gallan grunted and struggled. For some reason, the area on the back of his neck became extremely sensitive after the injury healed, and it itched severely when touched.

Although he struggled hard, Heimos held him with an arm, and he could not break away at all. Instead, his little head swayed back and forth in Heimos' arms, and his hair kept brushing Heimos' neck and chin.

The feeling like being lightly tickled by feathers and itching on his neck and face made the boy's lips curl up uncontrollably.

He hugged the child in his arms, lowered his head slightly, and let his cheek rest on the soft blond hair.

"Yeah, it's so itchy."

He said with a smile, turning his face sideways, and his raised lips were so close that it was as if he was kissing the blond hair of the child in his arms.

Garlan turned to look at him, his big eyes blinked slightly, his eyelashes were so long that they seemed to touch the ends of his hair.

Heimos hugged Garlan, and the dark hair as deep as the night sky fell from the corners of his smiling eyes and became entangled with Garlan's bright pale golden hair.

His dark brown hand held a small white one.

Night and day.

black and white.

Those should be extremely opposite colors, but at this moment, they feel indescribably harmonious, as if they were born to be intertwined.

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Ahhhh, she really still dislikes this Prince Heimos.

The above was the exclamation of the female official who was standing aside expressionlessly while tightly clenching the medicine box in her hand.

The author has something to say: Well, there is only the last chapter left tomorrow for the story of the little prince’s childhood. Please read and cherish it.