A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Probably because he was playing hard to get, the little beauty never appeared in front of Garlan until after noon.

Garlan was also happy and relaxed, so he didn't have to resort to the honey trap as Kayhos said... Bah! She was pretending to be fascinated by the little beauty.

The businessman Bertola became more and more attentive and walked towards Garlan with a smile on his face.

After lunch, Kehos, who had finished eating first, stood up and bowed to Garlan to express his intention to leave first. After Garlan nodded in approval, he declined the company of the beautiful maid beside him on the grounds of taking a walk to eat, and headed to the huge garden area on his own.

Bertola took a deep look at the knight's back.

According to rumors, this knight of the blazing sun is extremely romantic and bohemian. He is a being who is so merciless that he has broken the hearts of many aristocratic women.

Such a person must be lustful. Since last night, he has specially arranged for different types of beautiful maids to serve him. However, this one-eyed knight seems to welcome everyone who comes, and talks and laughs with the maids very casually, but in fact he is an extremely arrogant person, and both the maids and the maids are not interested in him. Keep a certain distance.

It was harder to deal with than he thought.

Bertola thought and turned her gaze back to the young prince in front of her.

Forget it, even a world-famous knight is just a servant in front of the prince.

As long as he gained the prince's trust, the knight would have to be obedient no matter how arrogant he was.

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Caihos wandered around the huge garden for a long time, seemingly wandering very casually. In fact, every time he went to the highest point, he would stay for a while.

There were people in many places in the garden. In order to maintain such a large garden, gardeners and gardeners were everywhere. As soon as they saw the knight, they knelt down nervously and saluted. Caijos nodded casually to them and continued to browse his own garden.

There are mountains in the garden, pavilions built on stone rockeries for decoration, and cliffs specially left to create a special landscape. Therefore, the highest point is not much lower than the tall tower in the house, and you can almost overlook the entire gorgeous house.

The blond knight stood at different heights in the garden, seemingly leisurely looking at the scenery, but he had quickly memorized the layout of the garden and the house in his mind.

Even the patrol routes and approximate time points of the guards in the merchant's house were roughly estimated.

Years of experience on the battlefield have made Kehos accustomed to preparing for rainy days.

Although time was tight last night, Garlan did not give him any instructions, but since this businessman has great suspicion and secrets, there is no telling when he will have to sneak into the house to investigate.

After feeling that it was almost done, Kaihos started to return with a calm and leisurely smile on his handsome face.

Thinking that he had spent a lot of time here and might have kept His Highness waiting for a long time, he briefly sorted out the terrain in his mind, and then chose a slightly eccentric but fastest shortcut, starting from Went through there.

The end of this path is a small side door on one side of the hall. As soon as Caijos walked into the corridor, he heard a conversation not far away. He subconsciously hid his body in a blind corner, concentrated his attention, and Sounds were heard coming intermittently from there.

"My lord, let me ask, how did things go?"

The speaker was an unfamiliar voice that Kehos had never heard before.

"It went pretty well."

This is the voice of the big businessman.

"Didn't you ask him not to contact me for the time being?"

"Lord Taka just sent me here. Don't worry, he will not contact you personally while the prince is still in Tozes."

"It's good to know."

The businessman sneered.

"Although he is a prince, he is just a young brat."

If the feared Lion King comes in person, they will never dare to act rashly.

"Just make him happy."

"No matter how young you are, you are still a prince. If you are not careful, you will cause us trouble. Sir, please be careful."

"Prince? When you get to my territory, even a lion has to lie down."

As a local snake and almost the actual controller in Tozes, the big businessman sneered.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what King Camos is thinking. There are so many noble people, but they want to make a [White Skin] the king's younger brother."

The bloodlines of upper-level nobles are mainly brown-skinned. Some upper-level nobles think highly of themselves and look down on lower-level nobles.

[White skin] is an insulting term.

Bertola was always aloof in Tozes City, and he only wanted others to please him. Even the consul who parachuted from the royal city wanted to act based on his expression, but these two days he had to show courtesy to a young man to make up for his smile. The breath has long been suffocated.

Now that I'm with my own people, I can't help but vent my words.

"Lord Bertola, please be patient for now. As long as your daughter pleases that person's favor, she might even become a princess. Once she gives birth to a prince..."

Bertola nodded. He worked so hard to be attentive and took the initiative to send his daughter to bed, just for this reason.

As a businessman, how could he let go of such a beneficial and harmless investment.

The conversation ended here, Bertola hurried back to the banquet hall, and the other person found a hidden path and left.

After a while, Keyhos came out of the shadows. He glanced expressionlessly in the direction where the two of them were standing, then turned a corner to the main entrance and walked in.

Just in time to meet the oncoming Tal.

"Ah, Lord Caihos, come back... uh!"

Tal's heart stopped for a beat.

He saw Kehos's face and the knight's eyes at this moment.

It was an expression he had never seen on the face of the knight who always smiled calmly.

That face that was supposed to be handsome was now extremely terrifying.

Just one glance made his mind go blank for a moment.

After being stunned for a moment, he subconsciously turned around and ran quickly to find Garlan.

"Your Highness! Your Highness Garlan——"

The round body burst out with incredible speed, allowing him to rush to Garlan who was resting in the pavilion outside.

"It's not good! Lord Caihos, he, he...that...looks very angry."

he gasped violently.

"It looks... very... very scary."

"Huh? Cayjos is angry?"

Garlan was a little surprised. To be honest, he had never seen Kaihos angry.

His guardian knight always smiled gently in front of him.

Moreover, Caihos has always been calm and rational, and there are very few things that make his face change color.

Who could make Caihos angry?

Garlan turned his head with some curiosity and saw that his guardian knight had been leaning against the pillar of the pavilion door at some point, with his arms folded and his posture calm.

Caihos looked at him with soft eyes and a smile on his lips.

Garlan looked at that handsome face for a long time.

Then, turn around.

"Where are you angry?"

he asked Tal.

"ah?"

Tal, who was so frightened just now that he didn't dare to look at Caihos anymore, was asked this question. When he turned his head, he saw the blond knight leaning on the stone pillar and watching His Highness with a smile.

"Uh, obviously...his face looked very scary just now..."

He was confused for a moment.

Cayjos smiled.

He came forward, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand to his little prince.

"Your Highness, it's time for us to leave."

He said with a smile, looking at Garlan with his eyes as soft as ever and his expression gentle.

Garlan hummed, took the knight's extended hand, and stood up.

Caythos smiled and squeezed his prince's hand.

In the depths of those emerald green pupils, which were as beautiful as malachite, there was hidden the horrifying anger that Tal had seen not long ago, a color as cold as the cold winter in the North, and a frightening look. dangerous atmosphere.

It's just that these terrible things have converged into the depths that others can't see.

My prince.

Anyone who dares to insult you, no matter who they are, will pay a terrible price.

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After leaving the house of businessman Bertola, Garlan and his party returned to their residence in the ruling government.

The consul wanted to meet with him, but Garlan refused and asked his servant to reply to him, telling him to go to work and stop spending time on himself.

The Archon naturally nodded in response and retreated.

The consul was absentmindedly handling government affairs in the government office. Not long after, a servant came over and whispered in his ear.

"The prince has fallen asleep, and the Lord Knight of Caihos is guarding him."

The Archon nodded, relieved.

He thought about Prince Gallan's performance in the past few days and felt a little calmer.

This prince is much easier to deal with than expected.

That's fine.

In this way, he can continue to be his Tozes Archon, and money and supplies will continue to be sent to him in an endless stream until he is transferred. He can accumulate more than he could have imagined in the past. wealth.

Just when the consul was still thinking about it, over there, on the street of Tozes City, the blond prince who was supposed to be sleeping in bed appeared here.

He was wearing ordinary citizen clothes, with all the common accessories removed, and his blond hair was tied back.

The lively Tozes is full of people coming and going. People of all skin colors and different nationalities gather in this huge seaport city. There are many people with blond hair, so Garlan does not look very conspicuous.

Three capable men were following him, and they were immediately known to be guards.

So now Garlan looks like a wealthy businessman who probably has some money. Except for his handsome appearance, which made some women on the street look at him a few times, he is not too eye-catching.

Tozes is a city near the sea. Because it is close to the sea and the terrain is low, the lower half of the city is almost built on the water.

The upper half of its city is on rocky land, where the houses of powerful businessmen and the executive government are located.

The lower half of the city is where ordinary citizens live. Here, streets are replaced by criss-crossing networked rivers. People shuttle through the streets-like rivers by boat. Houses stand on the riverside, with gates. It is also facing the river, and there is water after going down the steps.

Even the market is a floating market. The stalls of small vendors are on a wide square pillar erected from the water. There are countless stone pillars in that area, like a maze on the water, and people row around in small boats. Stop by a stall every now and then to buy something.

This was the first time Garlan saw this novel sight.

"No wonder Tozes is called a floating city, that's how it came to be."

he sighed.

"King...uh, um, master, where do you want to see?"

Although the guards who escorted Garlan here rushed to the eastern front, there were probably nearly a hundred guards under Caihos who stayed behind.

Today, Caihos sent out to follow Garlan. They were several personal guards who were secretly sent out by Caihos to explore the city secretly as soon as they arrived in Tozes.

In the two days they were sent out, they had generally explored all parts of the city.

"Ports, commercial offices, large workshops, Anjiyuan, and other places where these residents work."

Garlan said.

The guard nodded.

When in town, do as the Romans do.

Under the arrangement of those guards, Garlan got on a small boat, and then the boat rowed very fast in the crisscrossing rivers.

He didn't need to go ashore to see, he could just sit on the boat and look at those places.

In the large and small seaports, countless male slaves with dark skin and rough skin were whipped by the supervisors to carry the goods up and down with difficulty. They would be whipped severely even if they could even take a breath.

Not only these, but also the slaves who were stretching on the coast. The thick ropes cut deeply into the flesh of their shoulders, even leaving bloody marks.

One after another, the whips were struck hard on the trackers who were pulling the boats hard, making a snapping sound. Occasionally, a skinny slave was overwhelmed and fell to the ground, and was immediately dragged down. I am afraid he will not survive, and some even was thrown directly into the sea.

Garlan, who was sitting on the boat, was silent and saw all this.

He seemed to be deep in thought.

In the blink of an eye, the afternoon passed. He had traveled to many places and seen many places.

Thinking that it was almost time for dinner, Tal, who pretended to be curled up and sleeping, would definitely not be able to hold on any longer, so he went ashore, intending to rush back to the government as soon as possible.

There was a sudden noise at the small pier where he landed. He followed the sound and saw a strong man with tanned skin punching and kicking a woman lying on the ground, beating and cursing.

"I bought you with money, so you should serve me honestly! Run? Where are you running?"

The strong man cursed while grabbing the woman's hair and pulling her up. The woman was beaten until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. She was extremely pitiful, but she still struggled to say something.

"No...I was robbed..."

Before she could finish speaking, the woman's head was hit hard on the ground, blood oozed out, and she screamed in pain.

The strong man continued to curse harshly: "What's your name! Who will help you? You are a slave! I bought the slave with money! It is my thing, no one can care about me even if I want to beat you to death!"

He was right. Although a bunch of people gathered around and whispered to each other, no one stepped forward to meddle in other people's business.

Garlan frowned, looked at the crowd around him, and held back.

Now I asked the guards to help out of sympathy, but they could only help for a moment. If I really wanted to help that woman, I had to think of another way.

Just when he turned around to leave, he heard a hum.

It was cold and had an extremely unpleasant aura.

Garlan was startled for a moment, because the hum sounded very familiar.

……correct!

Wasn't this the same soft moan he suddenly heard last time at the consul's reception banquet, when the businessman Bertola said matter-of-factly that women should be taught a lesson if they disobey.

The young man turned his head sharply and followed the sound.

But there were too many people, and he could only see a tall woman with slender arms and legs, a brown ponytail, and a bow on her back. She disappeared into the crowd at a steady pace and soon disappeared.

At this time, the guard who was following him came over and said softly: "Master, if you don't rush back, it will be too late."

"I see."

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"Prince, did you discover anything this afternoon?"

In order not to arouse suspicion, Keyhos did not follow Garlan, but guarded the false highness Tarr had disguised himself as for the whole afternoon.

"I haven't seen much yet, but..."

Garlan paused.

"but?"

"The number of slaves in this city seems to be too many, many more than ordinary citizens, and the slaves are also treated very harshly. I always feel that... it is very dangerous to continue like this."

"Hahaha, Your Highness, you are thinking too much. You are just a slave. What dangers will there be?"

Tal disagreed.

A group of slaves, no matter how numerous they are, are still a bunch of despicable guys. What can they do? How can such a humble person have the courage?

"I also think, Prince, you don't have to worry about this and it's better to focus on the key people."

Cayjos said the same thing.

He thought to himself that especially the businessman named Bertola would never be forgiven.

Garlan didn't say anything further.

Whether it is Tal or Caihos, it can be said that in the consciousness of almost everyone in this world since childhood, the so-called slaves are the lowest existence, and they will not take such things seriously at all.

However, in Garlan's original world, history tells everyone that a single spark can start a prairie fire.

No matter how humble and small the power is, once it is gathered together, it will explode into extremely terrifying power.

However, even if he knew this, he couldn't tell Caihos about this.

So, the conversation can only go so far.

After Caihos and Tal left, Garlan lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Why are there so many slaves in Tozes?

Where did these slaves come from?

The woman I bumped into in the afternoon said she was robbed. Who was it that robbed her and sold her here?

And, if…

The young man thought about the scenes he saw in the city in the afternoon.

If those abused slaves were incited by someone to riot...

…………

No.

Maybe he was overthinking it.

In any case, Tozes has a navy stationed here, as well as city guards attached to the consulship.

After thinking like this for a long time, Garlan finally fell asleep slowly.

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It was already late at night, and the sudden noise coming from outside made Garlan, who was sleeping, open his eyes.

He got out of bed, walked to the bed, opened the window and looked outside.

I saw that there were several times more patrols below than before, and the guards were running hurriedly, as if they were looking for something everywhere.

What happened?

Just as Garlan was wondering, suddenly, a black shadow fell from the sky.

The dark figure turned over vigorously and jumped in from the open window.

The long brown ponytail swayed in an arc in the dark night, and the dark bow on his back reflected a ray of moonlight. The man who came in through the window reached out and grabbed him.

Caught off guard, Garlan's neck was strangled by a slender arm.

The towering, elastic breasts pressed tightly against his back from behind.

A light brown hand covered his mouth tightly.

At the same time, a mature female voice sounded behind him.

"Prince Aaron Landis, for your own safety please remain quiet."

Garlan blushed instantly.

I won't make a sound.

Then his blushing face was not because he was covering his mouth to hold it in, but...

So don’t press your breasts against my back——

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