A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Gallan was a little skeptical at first, thinking that Heimos was probably unwilling to tell his love story, but when he saw Heimos denying it so categorically, he even swore directly to Shamash, and the look in his eyes It really didn't sound like he was lying, so I believed him.

Thinking about it carefully, Heimos is right. After all, he is a distinguished guest of Aaron Landis. It is really embarrassing for that person to refuse something in public. In order to save the other party's face, it is better to refuse in private.

And Heimos also said that he would go to the Tasda man tomorrow to make it clear and return the gems.

Garlan thought of the scorching eyes that the brown-haired man had been staring at during the banquet, and couldn't help but shook his head.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.

There's no way, after all, Aaron Landis doesn't have that kind of custom, and Huey Moss doesn't like men either.

But in this way, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could continue to hold on to hope that Heimos would marry a wife and have children.

He thought that Heimos was already in his twenties, so that day should be coming soon, and he should not be far from the day of liberation.

"Wait a moment, I'll take you back."

"Huh? No need."

Garlan said, "I'm very good at sneaking in."

"It's not that easy now."

Heimos said, glancing at the boy who knew nothing about the matter.

"For some special reason, the palace is on emergency alert tonight. It should have happened after you sneaked out. If you go back now, you will find that the number of patrols near your palace has more than doubled than usual." He Say, "Are you sure you can sneak in without my help without alerting anyone?"

Garlan: "..."

I'm afraid not.

So, he nodded obediently.

Heimos smiled and said, "I'll go change my clothes first. You wait for me here."

He had just trained so intensively that his clothes were almost soaked with sweat, so he naturally had to change first.

Garlan watched Heimos enter the room. He was sitting at the stone table. Out of boredom, he reached out and picked up the long sword that Heimos had just casually placed on the table to play with.

As soon as he picked it up, his hand immediately sank. Fortunately, he quickly held it up with his other hand to prevent the sword from falling.

This sword is so heavy!

He thought so, and when he looked at it again, it seemed that the blade was not sharpened. However, even if it was not sharpened, it was as heavy as a hammer. If it was hit at once, it would probably break the stone table.

Does Heimos train with such a heavy sword every day?

...No wonder he is so powerful and his arms are so strong.

Garlan glanced at his slender arms, sighed silently in his heart, and put the sword back on the table.

He felt that he had eaten a lot, but he didn't know why his body just couldn't get stronger. He also often practiced martial arts with Xie Muer. Although his body had gained some thin muscles over the years, it was not as strong as Huey's. Moss is just too far behind.

Therefore, Xie Muer has always taught him martial arts to fight with others in the agility style, and he has also been training on his agility.

After so many years, he can fight against three or so grown men by himself. In fact, among the aristocratic children of the same age, his fighting ability is pretty good, but compared with a group of perverts such as Heimos, Shermer, and Kamos, who can easily fight ten perverts one by one... …

Stop comparing, the more you compare, the more heartbroken you will become.

Anyway, he won't have to go to the battlefield in the future, he will just travel around the mainland. His skills should be enough.

Even if he meets someone powerful, hey, he's not stupid. If he can't defeat him, why won't he run away?

Thinking like this, Garlan felt a little thirsty, and there happened to be a jade pot and several cups on the table.

He poured some and tasted it. It was sour and sweet, and seemed to be juice. It tasted quite good, so he drank several glasses in one go.

When Heimos put on dry clothes and came out, he saw Gallan drinking something from the pot. He was startled for a moment, and immediately walked over quickly and snatched the cup from Gallan's hand.

But it was already too late. The young man looked up at him, his cheeks flushed and his eyes dazed.

"Heimos, you are so stingy."

Garlan tilted his head and looked at Heimos with a dissatisfied look on his face.

He raised his hand, originally just wanting to point at Heimos. But for some reason, his hand refused to obey, and his fingertips suddenly poked Heimos's chest. The places where he poked were tight and hard muscles, which made his fingers hurt.

"pain……"

The boy with red cheeks muttered, looking unhappy, and poked a few more times.

"Why did you make this place so hard? It doesn't feel comfortable at all."

He seemed drunk.

Holding Garlan's hand that kept poking at his chest, Heimos thought helplessly.

He has a sweet tooth, so some people, in order to please him, brought him this sweet fruit wine that tasted very sweet like fruit juice.

Garlan must have drank a lot of it as juice.

The fair face of the young man whose hand he held was like a blooming peach blossom, flushed red, and he tilted his head to look at him.

That ignorant little look makes people feel affectionate just by looking at it.

The young man tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly pounced on him and hugged him without letting go.

"It's not fair..." Garlan muttered, "Every time... every time... why do you grow so tall?"

Garlan's "every time" was very vague, and Heimos didn't hear it very clearly. He only heard the following sentence.

Suddenly, Heimos laughed.

When he left four years ago, Garlan, who was still a child, was quite resentful of his delay in growing in height. Now he has finally grown taller, but it seems that Garlan is still dissatisfied.

"You are still young." Heimos hugged the person in his arms and coaxed him in a low voice, "You will still grow taller."

The look in his eyes when he looked at Garlan was extremely soft.

The golden hair reflected the moonlight, and the light reflected in his eyes, making his eyes shine brightly when he looked at Garlan.

"You're lying. You were obviously taller than me when you were my age..."

Garlan hummed in his arms, very dissatisfied.

Heimos smiled, touched Garlan's head, and then hugged Garlan with a little force with both hands.

The young man who was suddenly picked up by him seemed a little confused. He nestled in his arms and looked at him with misty golden eyes, with a somewhat confused expression. His cute little appearance made those who looked at him feel soft. a pool of water.

He coaxed the young man softly and said, "It's too late. Can you sleep with me tonight?"

Being so drunk, it was a bit difficult to avoid the eyes and ears of several patrols and go back.

Heimos thought.

It's better to let Garlan rest here tonight and ask the attendant to tell the lady Taputi tomorrow morning.

In this way, if that Opada really wanted to break into Garlan's palace secretly, it would only come to nothing.

Well, it is indeed a bit difficult to send the drunk Garlan back.

With Heymos's skill, it was actually just 'somewhat'.

Naturally, a drunken boy would not protest against the decision Heimos made on his own.

He nestled obediently in Heimos's arms and was carried into the room by him.

Heimos put Garlan on the bed. On the snow-white bed, his long golden hair was spread out.

The young man lying on the bed looked at him, with a slight blush on his cheeks, and his golden eyes seemed to be covered with a light mist. He looked like a white deer looking at him with innocent eyes. .

Clean and innocent.

But it makes people unable to control some kind of ugly desire in their hearts to control that beautiful creature in their hands.

Heimos suddenly thought that if Garlan was sent back and the guy named Opada really sneaked in, he would be able to see Garlan's current appearance.

His chest tightened inexplicably.

Won't let others see it.

he thinks.

He would guard it and never let anyone see it.

He thought, reaching out to pick up a strand of blond hair scattered on the snow-white bed.

The delicate and soft hair slipped softly from his rough fingertips, and it felt like velvet, making people want to stop.

Garlan, who was lying on the bed, tilted his head and looked at the tuft of blond hair he was holding, suddenly showing an unhappy expression.

"Too long."

The boy said angrily like a child.

That expression made Heimos couldn't help but smile.

"If you don't like it, then why do you want to grow it longer?"

He remembered that when he left four years ago, although Princess Tapti had always wanted Gallan to grow her hair long, Gallan had always refused to agree.

Now it seems that the female officer finally succeeded.

"Because whenever I go out... I always get into trouble. Later, Brother Wang asked me not to go out..."

The young man pursed his lips and whispered, "Taputi said that as long as I keep my hair long, I will go to Brother Wang to help me clarify it...so that I can continue to go out..."

Even though he knew that something would happen if he went out, he still couldn't hold it in.

He had no choice but to sell his hair in order to be able to travel outside the palace.

"very nice."

Heimos said, with a smile in his eyes, softly coaxing the boy who was angrily complaining to him about the inconvenience of having long hair.

When Gallan was tired of complaining and stopped talking, he touched Gallan's head.

"Go to sleep."

He said softly.

Garlan, who was tired after thinking about it for a long time, snorted and closed his eyes obediently.

However, just after closing it for a while, he suddenly opened it again.

He stared at Heimos with half-open eyes, and he said: "Heimos, do you have a woman you like?"

He blinked and continued to ask: "Are you going to marry that woman?"

If there is a woman you like, marry her quickly and have a child.

Garlan thought with a depressed look.

Look how many years I have been waiting, you are wasting my life.

As long as you marry a wife and have children, I won't have to stay here anymore.

He wanted to continue to say these words, but a wave of tiredness came over him. He was so sleepy that he couldn't say those few words, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Gallan's sudden question made Heimos startled for a moment, but after Gallan finished speaking without thinking, he immediately fell asleep.

[Do you have a woman you like? Do you want to marry her? 】

Remembering Gallan's somewhat depressed and unhappy expression when he asked him, Heimos suddenly felt something in his heart.

Which woman he falls in love with, or marries...will Gallan be unhappy?

Is it because Garlan doesn't like him getting close to others?

…

Is it possible to think that Garlan is actually the same as him and has a somewhat exclusive interest in him?

Heimos thought, and his mood suddenly became happy.

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Under the leadership of the attendant, the maid walked forward in Prince Heimos' palace.

Early this morning, Prince Heimos sent his subordinates over and told the female officer that Prince Garlan was resting at his place last night.

The maid was standing nearby. When she heard this, she saw that the female officer was clearly smiling, but for some reason, she exuded a terrifying aura. The people around him were so frightened that they became silent for a moment, not even daring to take a breath.

Originally, the female official was about to come over to pick him up, but it happened that at that time King Camos sent someone to summon the female official to come over.

There was no other way, Master Tapti could only leave the task of picking up the people to her and several other maids and attendants.

After Prince Heimos' identity was announced at his palace, the female officer here conveyed Prince Heimos's order and took her alone into the inner palace.

She was a little confused and didn't know why. But he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only follow the other person forward in silence.

After bypassing a curved corridor, she was taken into the palace of Prince Heimos.

As soon as she entered and looked up, she was stunned on the spot.

On the large bed in the room, Prince Heimos was lying on his side, with his arms wrapped around the person in his arms.

His Highness Gallan, who had his back to her, seemed to be still asleep, his whole body nestled in Heimos's arms.

Looking from her point of view, she could only see the soft blond hair scattered on the prince's white and slender shoulders. The long hair was spread out on the snow-white bed, with the ends hanging down from the edge of the bed.

Heymos was lying on his side with his arms around Garlan. The loose clothes had already slipped off his shoulders, revealing his strong honey-colored upper body. He didn't seem to care.

The sleeping boy's white arms were placed on the young man's thin brown waist.

He was nestled in the other person's arms, looking like he was sleeping soundly, with his head almost resting on one of the other person's arms.

The pair of brown arms hugged his whole body. Although it was not very strong, it gave people the feeling of holding the young man firmly in his arms.

The scene of the white limbs and the brown body intertwining gave people a great impact for some reason. The maid felt that her head was buzzing inexplicably, and her face was instantly heated like a volcanic eruption. stand up.

She lowered her head quickly, fearing that someone would see something strange about her.

She was a little confused.

I didn't understand why my heart suddenly started beating so hard, and my face felt as if it was burning.

But her rapid heartbeat at the moment was not caused by her blushing heartbeat when she saw the handsome man.

It was a terrible palpitating feeling.

She couldn't explain why, but she just felt that she saw a very dangerous scene.

The extreme sense of danger made her unable to stop her heart from beating violently.

"Wait there for a moment."

Just when the maid was panicking, a voice that was a bit hoarse because she had just woken up came from the front.

"Let Garland sleep a little longer."

That low and somewhat hoarse voice revealed an indescribable sex appeal.

The maid took a gentle breath, still lowered her head, whispered yes, and then stood there quietly waiting.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat.

The maid lowered her head, not daring to look up to see the scene that shocked her so much. But even if she didn't look, the scene of the intertwining of white and brown limbs would inevitably appear in her mind...

Although it gave her an indescribable sense of danger, in the name of the goddess of love and beauty, Avdormir... she actually wanted to take a few more glances.

However, the silence was soon broken. The female officer who came in again after leaving the dormitory leaned over to report to Heimos.

"Your Highness, His Excellency Opada of Tasda wants to see you." She said, "He is already outside, and he also announced that if you don't go out, he will come directly in."

Heimos, who was leaning on the bedside and looking at the boy in his arms softly, paused. When he raised his head, his eyes had become extremely sharp.

Then, he stood up with a very light movement, got out of bed, told the maid to stay by the bed, then casually put on a coat that the female officer brought to him, and walked out quickly.

But he didn't notice that as soon as he walked out of the door, the boy on the bed over there raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, as if he had woken up.

As soon as he walked out, Heimos frowned.

The young Tasida man was already standing in the courtyard, and several guards stood beside him. It seemed that they wanted to stop him but did not dare to really deal with this distinguished guest.

He raised his hand and told everyone next to him to step back.

Opada stared at the prince known as the 'Black Knight' with a gloomy expression.

Last night, he grabbed an Aaron Landis reception official and asked him carefully, and then he found out what was going on.

So, early this morning, he came to see someone unceremoniously.

"Give me the stuff back."

He said firmly.

Tastar people are always straightforward and straight to the point.

"Prince Heimos, that's not for you."

Opada's expression was cold and hard, and Heymos's expression was not much better.

"I can give it back to you."

He said, "However, I want to remind you that Aaron Landis is different from Tastar. Your rash behavior will only be offensive."

The golden-red eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting the morning sun.

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, which made people feel chilly for no reason.

"So, I suggest you, if you don't want to offend others, it's best not to do such things again."

He increased his voice and shouted the Tastar man's name word by word.

"Your Excellency Opada."

At the moment when the two were confronting each other, suddenly, with a bang, the door that was tightly closed by Heimos was pushed open from the inside.

Garlan sputtered out.

"Opada?"

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the Tastar man opposite.

The blond hair that was a little messy from sleeping was draped on his shoulders. The boy obviously ran out before he had time to change his clothes.

He stood in front of Opada, looking up at him.

He asked: "Are you Opada?"

Garlan asked, staring at the Tastar man in surprise and eagerness.

He didn't notice at all that Heimos, who was standing next to him, suddenly turned dark.

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In previous lives, Tastar had severed ties with Aaron Landis.

The reason for the severance of diplomatic relations was that the Tastar delegation was attacked by Aaron Landis' thieves on their way back to Tastar from the royal city, and no one in Tastar survived.

General Tasda, who had lost his beloved son and most valued successor, was extremely angry and immediately led his troops to attack Aaron Landis. Although he was finally repelled by King Camos, the two countries have since changed from friendly relations to mortal enemy.

The young man who was regarded by all Tasda people as the next successor to General Tasda, but was accidentally attacked and died, was named Opada.