A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Just when Garlan glanced at the sky behind him from the corner of his eyes and felt that his legs and feet were a little weak, in a blink of an eye, he saw Heimos staring at him opposite him. He suddenly frowned and took a big step towards him with his long legs. Come.

Gallan, who was already a little frightened, took another step back reflexively when Heimos approached him.

Take two more steps back and you will almost reach the edge of the platform.

He stiffened and did not dare to move anymore, but Heimos had already taken a few steps towards him.

Then, he stretched out his hand, and the big brown hand reached out to him.

Just like the previous life, just like what he dreamed about just now, maybe in the next second, that hand will strangle his neck fiercely——

Garlan instinctively closed his eyes forcefully.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Heimos's hand was already there.

He grabbed his wrist and tugged hard, pulling Garlan towards him.

Garlan stumbled forward and was dragged into the arms of Heimos.

Heimos still held his wrist tightly with one hand and hugged him with the other.

"Don't always stand in that dangerous place."

The Gallan man who was hugged by Heimos was still a little confused, and the deep voice had already sounded in his ears.

There was a bit of unhappiness and a bit of hidden nervousness in his words.

Heimos' tone was reprimanding.

"Do you want to die? What if you fall!"

The young man blinked once and then again. His mind was still a little confused, but suddenly he felt that the scene at this moment seemed familiar.

…

Yes.

A long time ago, when he was still a child, he had just met Heimos and was alienated from him. Once, he was sitting on the railing on the edge of the palace and almost fell from high school because of a quarrel with Heimos. When he fell from the high palace railing, Heimos, who was still a teenager at the time, pulled him back like this.

At that time, Heimos, who pulled him back after almost falling, also reprimanded him in the same tone.

Garlan's originally frightened pupils slowly relaxed, and his tense and stiff body also relaxed a bit.

This is no longer the case in previous lives.

he thinks.

He could feel the tension in the arms holding him, as well as the warmth of the man's broad chest.

The incident of the fire when he was a child did not happen, and Huymos did not become such a terrible person.

He was good to him, very good.

He shouldn't be afraid.

Because the current Heimos will not hurt him.

He has protected him since he was a child until now, like his closest friend and the gentlest brother.

The violently beating heart gradually calmed down, and Garlan slowly exhaled. The fear from the dream gradually dissipated, and his face returned to normal.

"Heimos."

He raised his head and looked at Heimos.

"Why are you here?"

Heimos still held one hand around the boy in his arms, with no intention of letting go.

He lowered his head, his golden-red eyes deeply reflecting the shadow of the person in front of him.

"I followed you."

He said, "You seemed a little drunk. I was afraid something would happen to you, so I followed you here."

"I'm not drunk."

The boy with slightly red cheeks tilted his head and retorted, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Just come out and get some air."

"Um."

Heimos hugged the man in his arms and coaxed him softly.

"I know you're not drunk. I'm worried about you, so I follow you. It's me who's troublesome, okay?"

Heymos' voice was full of endearment and indulgence, and his eyes were conniving. If his colleagues and subordinates in the Northland saw what he looked like at this moment, they would be so shocked that their hearts would stop beating. shoot.

——That’s the guy who made the Gesu people fearful and trampled on the flesh and blood of countless enemies on the battlefield, so he was named the ‘Black Knight of Hell’——

How could there be any hint of hell in the way he was coaxing the boy in his arms now?

A gust of night wind carrying the coolness of the night blew past, brushing against the dark hair on Heymos' forehead.

Garlan looked at that face.

Star eyes, sharp eyebrows, handsome face, the same face and the same outline as in the dream, but just because of the slightly curved eyes, Heimos's whole person looked much softer.

The Heymos in front of him didn't have any anger on his face, and his eyes didn't look evil when he looked at him. The depths of his eyes were not the dark and lifeless abyss that he used to have.

This handsome face was full of life, like the rising sun.

These golden-red eyes reflected his face, as if filled with tiny starlight at this moment.

Garlan smiled slightly.

very nice.

he thinks.

He likes Heimos as he is now.

He likes his life now.

So, it's fine as it is now, he doesn't want to change everything he has now.

"It was obviously a banquet held to celebrate the success of the two princes, but the two protagonists were missing."

Garlan said, smiling and shrugging.

"Shemur is going to be angry."

Heimos glanced at Gallan, raised the corners of his lips slightly, said nothing, and just let go of Gallan's hand.

He turned around, picked up the cloak that had fallen to the ground when Garlan suddenly jumped up, threw it on the stone table, and then sat down directly on the stone bench next to him.

"Garlan."

"Um?"

"You know I have someone I like."

"yes?"

Garlan was stunned for a moment and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Heimos, I promised that I would find a way to help you and Tapti get together, but Caihos said that it would be more troublesome for others to intervene, so I still..."

The boy's apology was interrupted.

"It's not fair," Heimos said.

"ha?"

"You know about me, but you don't tell me about the person you like."

When Heimos said this, he paused.

He sat there, his eyes falling on the stone table. His face seemed calm and his demeanor seemed calm, but the fingers of the hand he placed on his lap and hidden under the stone table were clenched a little tighter.

"And you?"

He asked, "Who do you like?"

Garlan was a little puzzled.

Why do two people ask him if he has anyone he likes recently?

First it was Keyhos, and then Shermer asked vaguely when talking to him yesterday. Now, Heymos is also joining in the fun?

You don't care if I have someone I like, I'm waiting for you to get married and have children until my whole body is almost moldy, Heymos, you know?

Cursing in his heart, Garlan shook his head.

"No."

He said frankly, "I haven't met anyone I like yet."

Having said this, he couldn't help but start talking again.

"Look, I don't even have a person I like until now. It's not easy for you to find someone you like, why don't you hurry up and chase her."

He said in a lecturing tone.

"Do you think just sitting here and looking at people can make them jump over on their own?"

Heimos raised his eyes and glanced at him.

The corners of the eyes have sharp arcs, and there is a glimmer of light in the depths of the pupils, exuding a dangerous aura.

Garlan paused for a moment, and was inexplicably frightened by that look.

"you're right."

Just when Garlan's heart skipped a beat at that glance and he vaguely sensed a bad premonition, Heimos suddenly spoke.

He said, "You can't get it just by looking at it."

His voice was very soft, but his words were very deep, as if a nail had been driven into the deepest part and could never be pulled out.

Then, Heimos turned around, still sitting on the stone bench.

But at this moment, he was sitting on the stone bench, facing the direction of Garlan.

"Garlan, come."

he said, extending his hand to Garlan.

Garlan was confused. He didn't quite understand the meaning of Heimos' words, and he didn't know what Heimos wanted to do when he reached out to him.

However, he took a step forward and placed his hand in confusion on the hand Heimos held out to him.

The young man's fingertips just touched Heimos's palm. The moment before he put the hand on it, Heimos' hand suddenly reached up and grabbed Garlan's hand.

Then, pull hard.

The unsuspecting Garlan stumbled forward and fell onto the sitting Heimos.

And Heymos put his other hand around Garlan's lower back and pressed it. He didn't know how he did it, and Garlan fell onto his lap.

By the time Garlan came back to his senses, he had already adopted the subtle posture of sitting on Heimos' lap with his legs spread apart.

Heimos put one hand around his waist and pressed his other hand on his back.

The brown face was slightly tilted up, staring at him unblinkingly. The thin raindrops had stopped, and the starlight once again shone in the night, illuminating the handsome upturned cheeks.

"do what?"

Feeling that this posture looked awkward, Garlan pushed Heimos' shoulder hard and tried to stand up.

But Heimos's hand pinched his waist tightly, making him unable to use any strength and unable to break free.

"you said."

"ah?"

"What you just said, just by looking at it, you can't get it."

His golden-red eyes stared deeply at the young man in his arms, and something vaguely suppressed for a long time was stirring deep in his eyes.

There is a deep sense of danger.

"???"

Garlan was a little confused.

Since you think what I said is right, you should quickly go to Tapti to express your feelings. Why are you holding him back?

The young man sat on Heimos' lap, put his hands on Heimos' shoulders, and his whole body was wrapped in the other's arms.

He lowered his head and looked down at Heimos in confusion.

Her golden eyes, which were like amber gems, were covered with mist and looked very innocent. Looking at them made people feel loving from the bottom of their hearts.

The more innocent it is, the more tempting it is.

"that time……"

Huymos stared at him and said, word for word.

"What did you say to the Tastar man named Stoker when he was dying?"

"……Um?"

Garlan snorted dullly, and he felt his heart suddenly beat rapidly.

A feeling of danger came over me.

He tried to push Heimos away again, but Heimos pinned him firmly to his legs.

"say it again."

Heimos raised his hand, and his brown fingers with clear joints touched the young man's white and soft cheek.

His eyes were like a wolf that had bitten its prey, and he stared straight at Garlan.

"Tell me, who is the one you love?"

Garlan's eyes suddenly widened.

His breathing paused for a moment.

Heimos - heard that?

Hearing his voice so small from such a distance?

What inhuman hearing is that! ! !

For a moment, Garlan was so panicked that his mind was even more confused.

It's over, it's over, that sentence was actually heard by Heimos. If he had known better, he wouldn't have fought with that guy who was about to die. Ah, ah, damn Tasda people, even if they die, they will still cheat him——

What to do, what to do, what to do, what to do -

No, he had to explain, he had to explain clearly to Heimos.

"No, it's not like that, Heimos."

Shocked by what Heimos suddenly said, Garlan was hit hard and completely forgot about the fact that he was sitting on Heimos' lap in a delicate posture at the moment.

He nervously grasped Heimos's shoulder, and he only wanted to explain clearly to Heimos.

"The reason why I said this to that person is because..."

Halfway through his attempt to defend himself, Heimos interrupted him.

"It's because the person you like is me."

Heimos said, with a strong voice.

"Huh? Wait, Heimos, no, that, no, the reason I said that is because-"

"because I."

Garlan's words were interrupted again.

Heimos raised his head and stared at him, determined and stubborn.

He stared at Garlan with a sharp and ruthless gaze, like a hungry wolf that would bite through the throat of its prey and never let go.

There seemed to be tiny golden-red flames burning in the depths of his pupils reflecting Garlan's figure.

He vaguely knew what Garlan wanted to say.

He also vaguely guessed that at that time, he really misunderstood something.

...But, it's too late.

It's already too late.

Since Garlan said those words, let him hear those words, and let him know what he wanted, then don't try to swallow those words back!

Garlan said he liked him.

Then Garlan can only like him in this life.

He will cut off all his escape routes——

The fingers caressing the stunned young man's cheek suddenly stretched back, his fingertips penetrated deep into the soft blond hair, and pressed the back of the young man's head.

Then, with a strong hand, he pressed it down heavily.

Caught off guard, Garlan was forced to lower his head.

Heimos finally captured the pale pink lips that he had been peeping at for a long time.

The soft touch on his lips instantly delivered an indescribable pleasure that almost paralyzed the back of his neck——

He had never kissed anyone, but, as if he was born with talent and instinct, he was not satisfied with sucking those soft lips. Soon, without any teacher, the tip of his tongue was almost He couldn't wait to penetrate the lips that were slightly opened due to shock, and then plundered, eroded, and captured the territory in that warm and moist place.

It was an extremely sweet taste that made him completely addicted to it.

he thinks.

From then on, he no longer needed any sweets, because he had tasted the sweetest taste in the world——

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit me.

While Heimos was dazed for a moment due to pain, Garlan pushed him away and stood up.

The young man almost staggered back several steps.

He looked at Heimos with a look of astonishment and disbelief.

There was still a little blood stain on the corner of his lip.

It was not his own blood, but the blood stain from Heimos' lower lip that he bit hard enough to stain the corners of his lips.

Garlan gasped for air.

Heimos' sudden, almost ferocious kiss just now left him breathless.

At this moment, his face was very red due to lack of oxygen.

what happened.

what happened.

Why does it become like this.

Countless questions were swirling in his mind, making his thinking a mess at this moment.

...No, wait.

His kiss.

His first kiss.

The first kiss he had saved in all his life was actually given to him by this guy Heimos——

He was confused when he suddenly saw Heimos standing up and walking towards him.

"do not come!"

Gallan instinctively took a few steps back, almost reaching the edge of the platform.

Heimos, who took a step towards Garlan, stood still, but those sharp golden-red eyes were still staring at him forcefully.

Heymos's lower lip was still slowly oozing blood, flowing down the corners of his mouth.

He didn't raise his hand to wipe it, but just stared at Garlan unblinkingly.

"Garlan, the person you like is me."

He said that it was firm and could not be violated.

"It can only be me."

"impossible."

Garlan, who was still in chaos, felt an unknown fire suddenly emerge from his body.

For a moment, blood rushed to his head.

"I can't possibly like you."

He gritted his teeth.

Suddenly he lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the ten thousand feet high in the sky behind him.

He gritted his teeth and said to Heimos.

"Even if I jump out of here right now - I still can't like you -"

"Even if I really fall in love with someone of the same sex, even if I fall in love with Shermer, it can't be you Heimos!"

The author has something to say: Samuel: Wait, it’s none of my business.

Author: Probably because you are the bottom line that the little prince considers to be the lowest... There is no one worse than you.

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Hahaha, the first kiss in more than eighty chapters is here, don’t you guys come out and check in? Hum (ˉ(∞)ˉ) chirp