A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The dinner that evening ended in a strange atmosphere.

When the banquet was over, when Opada saw the young man who had made his heartbeat stand up, he subconsciously stood up and wanted to follow him.

However, as soon as he stood up, the young man's figure in his sight was blocked by a tall figure, so that he could only see the blond hair scattered behind the young man.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the 'Black Knight' prince blocking his sight raise the hand holding his sapphire, wave it to him gently, and glanced at him with his golden-red eyes. One glance, with an obvious threat in his eyes.

The steps that Tasda was about to take suddenly stopped.

Opada gritted his teeth in hatred as he watched the young man disappear before his eyes.

他发誓, 如果不是要赠与爱恋之人的重要宝石在那个家伙手中，哪怕对方是亚伦兰狄斯的王子, 他也要以较量为名毫不客气地将那个混蛋狠狠揍一顿！

While he was thinking aggrievedly, he turned around depressedly and left with his companions.

Little did they know, all the interactions between Heimos and Opada were witnessed by Garlan, who was secretly watching.

It's over, it's over.

It seems that they are really in love with each other.

Garlan thought in stunned silence.

He had seen it all. The two people couldn't wait to express their affection for each other right after the banquet ended. This was really...

Gallan, who was greatly shocked, drifted back like a sleepwalker all the way, completely unaware that Heimos did not go back with him after telling the female official of Tapti to take good care of her, but turned to Ka. Walk towards King Moss's palace.

When the guards in front of the king's palace gate went to report to King Heimos of Camos for an audience, Heimos stood at the door, looking down at the gem in his hand, frowning.

When he thought of the scorching eyes that the Tastar man stared at Garlan at the banquet just now, he had the urge to crush the sapphire. However, the calmness and calmness developed over the years allowed him to maintain his sanity and only clenched his fists slightly.

"Prince Heymos, please come in."

The returning guard said this while bowing his head and saluting him.

Heimos nodded to him, then strode in.

When Heimos quickly walked into the palace of King Camos, as expected, he heard King Camos laughing loudly as soon as he reached the inner door.

The laughter was accompanied by the sound of slapping on the table. Apparently, King Camos, who had a serious face at the banquet, was holding back a lot of energy. As soon as he returned to the palace, he laughed wildly without knowing it. Was he still laughing until now, or was it because Heimos' visit made him laugh again.

Anyway, when Heimos walked in, he saw King Camos sitting on a recliner, laughing without any image. When he saw him coming in, not only did he not restrain himself a little, but he laughed even louder. .

The priest with brown curly hair stood nearby, lowering his head to collect a few approved parchment papers. His face was expressionless. He obviously knew the virtues of King Camos and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Anyway, for Shermer, as long as King Camos doesn't behave inappropriately in front of envoys from friendly countries, he doesn't bother to care about it in private and can't do anything about it.

However, when Heimos came in, he glanced at him with a subtle look in his eyes.

I don’t know how Prince Huymos feels about being courted by a man in public.

Shermer thought so in his heart.

"Heimos, why don't you go see the Tasda man who is passionately devoted to you so late at night? It's late at night, but it's a good time to have a private chat."

King Camos said unceremoniously that for this guy who always competed with him for his little brother's attention, he always liked to see this guy being unlucky.

"Perhaps you came here so late to ask me to grant you a marriage?"

King Camos let out a long hum.

"That one is also the successor of General Tastar, and his status is pretty good..."

Before King Kamos could finish his joking words, Heimos stepped forward and interrupted Kamos' words.

"Send more people near the palace to keep an eye on the Tasda man named Opada and don't let him move around the palace at will."

During the banquet, he asked his subordinates to find out the details of the Tasda man.

"This is not good. After all, he is the next general of Tasda, and Tasda is our friendly diplomatic country..."

He picked up the malachite wine glass and took a slow sip. King Camos, who wanted to watch the show, was interrupted again.

"That man named Opada doesn't even know me."

Heimos said simply.

"But in the afternoon, he met Garlan at the martial arts training ground."

Shermer, who was lowering his head to collect the documents, paused for a moment, raised his head, and looked at Heimos.

"you mean……"

"Yes, Garlan and I came here together just now, but he was a step behind me."

Heimos only said this, and that was enough.

Both Kamos and Shermer were people with keen eyesight. They all saw Opada's actions at that time, but they didn't think much about it. When Heimos said this, they immediately reacted.

The person the Tasda man was courting was not Heimos, but Garlan.

Click.

Although the smile was still frozen on his face, the malachite wine glass in King Camos's hand had cracked into pieces.

The next second, the furious Lion King had slapped the table and stood up.

"Bring me my sword!"

The Lion King, with his mustache spread out, stared angrily.

That bastard Tastar actually dared to spy on his little brother—where was his knife—

"Please calm down, Your Majesty."

Xie Muer persuaded with a calm expression.

Then, he turned around and ordered the captain of the guard who followed the sound.

"Increase the guards at the palace and tell them that Tasda people must be accompanied (monitored) by guards when they go out."

"Also, the security force at Prince Gallan's palace has been increased threefold. If a suspicious person appears nearby, there is no need to report him if he is caught. He will be beaten first."

The priest of Shamash said, "As long as he is not beaten to death."

Captain of the guard: "...Yes."

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Not to mention the reaction of everyone over there, here, Garlan was very upset when he returned to his dormitory.

He stayed in the palace guarding Heimos, waiting for Heimos to marry and have children, so that he could be free to travel around the continent.

Year after year, Heimos refused to take a wife.

He had to squat in the palace year after year.

After being separated for four years this time, he was extremely looking forward to Heimos bringing a beauty back from the border, preferably a baby directly back to the royal city.

However, he was disappointed again.

Only now did he realize that no matter how long he waited, he would never be able to wait for Heimos to marry a wife and have children... because Heimos liked men!

Garlan felt heartbroken.

He had a sad feeling that all these years of hard work were in vain.

He lay on the bed thinking about it, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.

He was so depressed that he simply turned over and sat up, looking at the crescent moon in the sky for a long time.

Then, with a sudden heart, he secretly climbed out of the window and climbed over the wall skillfully to leave the palace.

Not long after he sneaked out, several teams of guards hurried over and guarded his bedroom, forming an airtight circle.

When Gallan climbed over the wall and entered Heimos' place, he saw the familiar figure in the courtyard at a glance.

In the quiet courtyard, Heimos was the only one standing.

The long sword in his hand slashed hard into the air, one after another, repeating the extremely boring basic skills training. He did it every time meticulously, without any impatience.

The soft moonlight fell on the young body, and people could clearly see the tight and strong muscles on the young man's shoulders and arms. The sweat-soaked clothes clung to his body, and the sweat-soaked translucent clothes were vaguely visible. Underneath the honey-colored skin, there are traces of firm muscles with clear lines and textures.

Sweat beads splashed in the air along with the wet black forehead hair, disappearing into the night.

Probably because he noticed Garlan's arrival, Heimos stopped his movements and looked sideways at the blond boy who climbed over the wall and showed a smile.

Under the moonlight, a handsome young man stood in the dark night. He had a slender body, slender limbs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and smooth muscle lines with clear texture. A few drops of sweat slipped from his tight honey-colored skin, and there was a little alluring look under the moonlight. luster.

...He is indeed a handsome man.

No wonder the Tastar man wooed him in public.

Garlan couldn't help but think.

Moreover, Tasda people admire the strong. If Heimos is so strong, of course...

While Garlan was thinking wildly, Heimos had already walked to the fountain in the courtyard, stuck his head and his entire upper body in, and let the cold spring water wash his sweaty body.

Then, he took the towel lying next to him, wiped it casually, threw the long sword in his hand on the stone table, picked up a glass of water on the table and walked towards Garlan.

"Why are you coming here so late?"

Heimos asked.

Because he had sweated a lot just now, he was a little thirsty now. As he spoke, he raised his head and poured the glass of water into his mouth.

Gallan stared at him, his heart skipped a beat, and asked straight to the point: "Heimos, do you like men?"

puff!

On the side of his head, all the water that had just been poured into his mouth spurted out at once.

Heimos choked on his first drink of water and coughed violently. His face turned red because he choked so hard.

While coughing intermittently, he looked up at Garlan in surprise.

"You...what did you say?"

He was so shocked by Gallan's words that he stuttered.

"You don't have to hide it from me anymore."

Garlan looked at him and said seriously, "I've seen it. You accepted the gem given to you by the Tasda man."

He said, "I know that in the customs of the Tasda people, accepting a gem means agreeing to that person's courtship and agreeing to become his lover."

The corner of Heymos's mouth twitched.

Does taking that gem have this meaning?

No one knows what bad courtship customs that damn Tastar has.

That guy was spying on you.

I took the gem to prevent him from finding you.

Looking at the ignorant and innocent face of the young man standing in front of him, looking up at him, and the clear eyes looking at him without knowing anything, Heimos would not do it anyway. Say the above words.

He would not allow anyone to tarnish this person, not even a little bit.

Heimos took a deep breath to calm down.

His eyes met Garlan's with a calm gaze.

"Garlan, I don't like that Tastar man."

he replied seriously.

"The reason why I accepted the gem first was because I felt it was not good to make a fuss on that occasion. Tasda is an important ally of our country, so considering the diplomatic relations between the two countries, I can't let him embarrass himself in front of everyone, because he is As an important figure in Tasda, I have to save his face in order not to affect the relationship between the two countries."

Heimos's mind was spinning rapidly, while he looked at Garlan seriously and continued.

"I had no idea that accepting the gem meant accepting his advances. If I had known, I would never have done that."

Garlan looked at him and blinked, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Is that so? You don't know?" he asked, "You... don't like him too?"

"Yes."

Heimos replied in an emphatic voice.

"I don't have any good feelings toward that guy."

The last sentence is absolutely the truth.

He didn't like the Tastar man at all.

Just thinking about that guy's eyes shining brightly when he saw Garlan, it felt like a fire was burning in his chest.

How dare that guy have such dirty thoughts towards Garlan...

When he thought of this, the evil spirit in his heart was swirling, and there was a dangerous aura in his eyes.

He watched this small bud grow little by little, and finally grew into a green sapling.

How can you allow others to peep into you?

Heimos thought so and looked down.

Garlan, who was standing in front of him, looked up at him, his eyes like stars.

The moonlight was like water, and the boy with fine blond hair scattered on his fair shoulders was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away from him.

And Heimos knew better.

When the young man in front of him smiled, it seemed as if all the beauty in the world was contained in his smile.

Inexplicably, Heimos suddenly understood why the guy named Opada did what he did.

He thought in a daze.

If it were him, no matter how many men and women he was given to choose from, he would still choose...

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etc.

Heimos' heart suddenly thumped.

What was he thinking about?

How could he understand... the thoughts of a guy with such dirty thoughts?

Inexplicably feeling guilty, or a little embarrassed, Heimos suddenly raised his hand and held down half of his face.

With a flick of his eyes, he quickly looked away from Garlan who was fixated on him.

hateful.

He must have been so mad at that guy.

He pursed his lips and thought so, his face looking uncertain for a moment.

But his demeanor and inexplicable behavior made Garlan, who had been watching him, misunderstand him again.

Garlan looked at Heimos's unhappy face and hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't help but speak.

"You don't have to hold back so hard."

He stretched out a hand, put it on Heimos' arm, and patted him gently to comfort him.

"Although it's a bit strange between men...well, I think it's a bit strange, but I won't think too much about it...well, it's actually nothing."

"So, Heymos, if you really like that person, I will help you, so, um, don't worry, there's nothing you can do if you like him... He's a man, but it doesn't matter..."

The corner of Heymos's mouth twitched again as Garlan tried very hard to 'comfort' him.

He let out a long breath, a little helpless.

Then, he stretched out his hands, held Garlan's shoulders tightly, leaned over slightly, and looked into Garlan's eyes.

"Garlan, I'm not from Tastar, and I don't have that habit."

No matter what, he didn't want Garlan to continue to associate him with the Tasda man, Heimos said, staring into Garlan's eyes.

In order to completely avoid future troubles, he simply said harsh words.

"In the name of Shamash, I swear."

Heimos said,

"Even if I die, I won't like men."

The author has something to say: Look, I cleared up the misunderstanding so quickly. Isn’t it great~

After all, I am not a devil...