A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It happened so suddenly that many people couldn't react.

There was a sudden silence in the hall for a second, and then...

"Lord Ximuer!"

"Shemur!"

"Your Excellency—"

A child's misfortune caused the originally quiet hall to jump up and down in an instant.

Everyone rushed over one after another, booing and greeting the priest.Some servants came over and tried to wipe off the ink on Shemuer's body in a panic. Of course, he would only make the light-colored robe on Shemuer's body more and more dirty.

Someone wanted to blame the culprit, but seeing the child who got into trouble seemed to be terrified, staying there stupidly, staring at them pitifully with wide eyes, it was difficult to speak.

No matter what people say, they are all descendants of the royal blood, and they are still an ignorant child, who can neither be beaten nor punished. I am afraid that Mr. Ximuer can only consider himself unlucky.

It's just that this kid definitely has no chance to become a king's younger brother.

Amidst the tense inquiries of the crowd, Shemuer frowned, and waved his hand to push away the nervous servant. He looked at his ink-stained clothes, and then glanced at the child who looked at him stupidly.

The child looked at him with wide open eyes, watery and foggy in his eyes, as if he would shed tears if he spoke a little louder, he looked pitiful and cute, it really made people feel soft.

Although Ximuer didn't scold the kid for his plan, but for some reason, Ximuer just felt that what happened just now was not an accident, and the kid splashed ink all over his body on purpose.

Because he kept staring into the child's eyes, he saw that before the child stretched out his hand, the golden pupils suddenly turned a few times flexibly.

It didn't look like the nervous eyes that saw him approaching, the eyes that were obviously thinking about something.

Immediately afterwards, his clothes suffered.

…………

Yes, Garlan did it on purpose.

I am a bear child and I am the oldest!

Garlan felt that if he didn't rely on his status as a child to make things difficult for Ximuer, he might never have another chance in the future.

A serious and serious person like Ximuer must not care about ignorant children, at most he just has a bad impression of himself - anyway, he didn't want to be selected to be the king's younger brother, and Ximuer didn't like him That's just right.So when he saw Ximuer standing opposite his table, he immediately made up his mind to take the opportunity to let out this breath, which also made Ximuer loathe himself.

one stone two bird.

At this moment, he opened a pair of big eyes and innocently looked at Shemuer who was staring at him.

I'm still just a kid.

An ignorant child.

Blinking his eyes lightly, Garlan said this to Shemuer with innocent eyes, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he looked like he was about to cry or not.

A child's body is really easy to use, and tears can ooze out.

He thought that if Ximuer really dared to reprimand him here, he would burst into tears immediately.

face?

Hehe, what kind of face do you want?Relying on his identity as a child, he made a fuss recklessly, as long as he could embarrass Shemuer, his goal would be achieved.

However, although he thought well, the other party might not follow his script.He stared at Ximuer with his big watery eyes, and said with his eyes, come to teach me, reprimand me, scold me——

However, Ximuer just asked the servant to wipe the ink splashed on his arm, and then motioned the servant to wipe the table and the floor clean. It seemed that he had no intention of teaching him a lesson.

Is my little poor expression acting too much?

Garlan began to reflect deeply on himself.

A slender finger stretched out, Shemuer stared at Garlan, tapped on the table that had been wiped clean, and pointed at Garlan's piece of parchment with his fingertip.

It was only then that everyone noticed that the parchment was also doused with ink, more than half of it was blackened, and the remaining half was stained with ink marks, and it was impossible to use it again.

"Would you like to give him another copy?"

one asked.

Shemuer glanced at the child and shook his head.

"According to the regulations, everyone has only one chance."

Children who cannot even protect their own belongings are even less likely to entrust the future of this country on them.Therefore, Ximuer only prepared parchments corresponding to the number of candidates at the beginning, and had no spares.

Now, the child's paper is destroyed, which means he has lost this opportunity.

Although the selection test is not the only one, in addition to the knowledge test, there are also different tests in various aspects such as bow riding, fighting, case judgment, etc., and finally they will be considered comprehensively.However, if one loses qualifications in terms of knowledge, it is basically equivalent to being excluded from the candidates.

And judging by the weak appearance of this child, I am afraid that he will not be able to pass the test of fighting against people, as well as some subsequent dangerous tests.It would be nice to get him out early so he doesn't get hurt in those dangerous tests.

Successful.

As soon as Ximuer's words came out, Garlan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ximuer is his teacher, so he is very familiar with this person.

This priest of Shamash, to put it mildly, is serious and self-disciplined, obeys order and rules, does everything strictly, and does not allow slight deviations.

But Garlan knew—that was actually a so-called obsessive-compulsive disorder patient!

It was precisely because of his deep understanding of this person's obsessive-compulsive disorder that Garlan could guess that this person would never prepare a spare exam paper—if there was a problem with the exam paper, he would be judged out by Shemuer.

Therefore, he deliberately pretended to have accidentally soiled his test paper, and let this test result be completely abolished. In this way, he didn't have to think hard about how to get himself an unremarkable score in various tests. Achievement.

and……

And put this one in the back. As the first candidate to be eliminated in the eyes of everyone, Garlan was extremely calm in the eyes of the other teenagers who secretly looked at him either gloating or mocking his misfortune.

That'll be fine.

He thought so, but he still had to pretend on the surface.Therefore, he showed an obedient little appearance, and watched the attendant step forward to put away his black-stained parchment with a look of wanting to speak but not daring to speak.

Then, he showed a timid little expression again, looked at Shemuer and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Can I get out of here?"

The child looked at Shemuer weakly and asked.

Shimmer looked at him blankly.

"Sit down."

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the front.The lips were pursed tightly, and he looked very unhappy. Everyone thought that he was unhappy because he was offended by this child. Looking at the low pressure that emanated, it was almost substantive.

It's rare to see Your Excellency Xie Muer so angry.

Everyone said with emotion.

Garlan, who was left behind by Shemuel and was the culprit, lowered his head and looked obedient.

No one saw his lowered face, the slightly raised corners of his mouth, and the little foot happily circling under the table.

Everyone thought that Ximuer was so angry because he was offended, but Garlan knew that Ximuer would not care about the offense of a child like him.

And the real reason why Shemuel exudes that almost substantive low pressure is——

The priest was holding back his soiled clothes with great perseverance.

Yes, others don't know, but Garlan does.

This priest is not only obsessive-compulsive, but also has a strong cleanliness.

He cleans himself twice every morning and night, and takes a shower more often than he does.Although he is facial paralyzed and usually doesn't show any expression, Gallan who is often with Shemuer has seen it more than once, as long as there is a little dust on the robe, Shemuer can't help frowning, There will be an unbearable look in the eyes.

Later, out of curiosity, Garlan looked up Shemuer's date of birth.

...Very well, it really is a Virgo.

Even if it was just dust, Xie Muer couldn't bear it, so now he was splashed with black ink, and as the host of this exam, his sense of obsessive-compulsive responsibility did not allow him to leave the exam early.

So, now he can only endure the filth on his body and continue to stand here.

Seeing Ximuer's frowning and gloomy face at this moment, he must be very uncomfortable at the moment.

well.

Shemuer was not feeling well, but Garlan said he was happy.

Although in this life he doesn't plan to be any more king brother with Shemuer and Heymos, but before leaving, he felt that Shemuer, who took revenge a little as an ignorant brat, would still OK.

A little bit of revenge on his former teacher who had a cleanliness disorder, Garlan was satisfied.

However, now he still has to pretend to be good, so he can only sit obediently in front of the bluestone table that has been cleaned up and empty, and stop messing around.

Garlan was sitting at the last table, and he was the only one who could see all the other candidates from behind.He sat on the chair, his toes dangling boredly. Since he had nothing to do, he sneaked a look at Heymos who was not far away from him.

The black-haired boy was still writing quickly, and Garlan could vaguely see that the parchment was almost filled with writing. It seemed that Heymos's score in the knowledge test should be good.

Well, yes, after all, he is one of the two princes who were finally selected.

…………

What else does he want to do?

Shaking his head, Garlan threw out the prince, Heymos, and Shemur from his mind.

All of this has nothing to do with him anymore.

He will leave this city tomorrow, and after that, he will never set foot here again.

He wanted to completely forget about these things and forget them completely.

Turning his eyes away from the group of young candidates who were writing furiously, Garlan turned his head and looked in another direction.Through the spacious hall and the standing columns, one can see the endless blue sky and the faint outline of the blue sea.

He looked at the vastness of the world, and the white birds flitting across the sky.

That, he thought, was his new life.

This world, this land, has countless things that he doesn't know.

Perhaps, after his body grows up, it's a good idea to roam the land freely.

Just fantasizing and longing for this future that only belongs to him, a future in which he can live, the corner of the child's mouth could not help showing a little smile.

………………

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The hall was very quiet, only the rustling sound of writing continued.

After the farce just now ended, all the candidates bowed their heads deeply and put all their minds on the examination papers in front of them, even the stubborn little fat man—although his parchment was at least Half of it is blank.

The priest of Shamash stood in the middle, with a sullen face, motionless.

The light-colored robe was smudged with several ink marks from the chest to the soles of the feet. At first glance, it looked like a special black pattern was intentionally embroidered on the robe.

The low air pressure he emitted made everyone subconsciously stand a little farther away from him, and then their eyes slowly swept across the young candidates.They evaluated and judged these candidates with their own eyes, and wanted to guess who the final winner would be.

No one cared about the blond child sitting in a daze at the last long stone table.

For everyone, that child is already an abandoned child, and there is no need to waste their energy and time in vain.

That kid is useless.

In this silence, suddenly, there was a snap.

It was the low sound of footsteps made by the soles of heavy boots stepping on the bluestone slab.

The main hall, where there were still some small conversations, was instantly silent.

Someone came from the gate of the main hall.

The blazing sun surrounded the tall man, making the man seem to be walking from the flame of light.

At this moment, everyone stood in awe, and even the teenagers who answered the question got up and stood up in a panic.

At this moment, a needle could be heard in the hall.

When the man strode forward, everyone bowed their heads respectfully.

The man came from the blazing sun, and his side seemed to be whistling with the wind, brushing his short brown hair, and the fiery red cloak hanging from one shoulder hung high behind his broad shoulders. It soared high, like an endless red flame burning behind him.

Like a lion with a thick mane fluttering in the wind, he proudly stepped into his territory.

King Kamos, the king of Aaron Landis, a young and fearless king, an invincible hero on the battlefield.

His bravery and strength command admiration from all who see him.

His greatness made all his subjects willingly surrender at his feet.

At this moment, everyone stood up, bowed their heads to this heroic king, and paid high respects to him.However, there was only one child sitting on the edge of the bluestone table, who was turning his head to look at the sky outside.

King Kamos looked at the child who didn't get up to greet him. His golden brown eyes were like the pupils of a lion, sharp and frightening like scorching coals.

Shemuer frowned, the others held their breath, and no one dared to take a breath.

Disrespectful before the king, ignoring the majesty of the king...

Even an ignorant child cannot forgive easily.

…………

Looking at the bright sky outside the hall, Garlan, who was in a trance, suddenly heard footsteps.

The loud and steady footsteps were extremely abrupt in the silent hall, and he felt that something was wrong and he subconsciously turned around.

A gust of wind suddenly howled from in front of him, and the flaming cloak flew high and passed before his eyes.

The golden eyes widened suddenly, and a familiar face was reflected in the child's pupils.

The one who suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment was the brown-haired young man who appeared in front of him with the lion yesterday.

A pair of big hands reached out, reached under his arms, and grabbed him.

In astonishment, he was lifted high by the tall brown-haired youth.

"From now on, you are my younger brother!"

The young and powerful Wang said loudly, and before everyone else, it was the final word.

He lifted the little child high above his head.

He raised his head and looked at the child's big and bright golden pupils. Amidst the shocked eyes of everyone around him, King Kamos showed a bright smile to Garlan.

"I, Kamos, swear by the glory bestowed on me by the gods, I will protect you as I protect my kingdom, Aaron Landis."

His brown hair fluttered in the air like a lion's mane. In the flying golden brown hair, the young Wang Chong grinned at the child he lifted.

His snow-white teeth were exposed under the sun, and on his strong arms, the bronze-colored skin glowed with a dark luster under the sun.

The bright smile on his tough face is like the shining brilliance of the legendary sun god Shamash.

"On my supreme throne, under the gaze of the gods, I swear here—"

This was a moment witnessed by the gods, and the young king's thick and loud voice resounded throughout the sky.

"I will fight for you and Aaron Landis, and I will protect you until my life returns to the hands of the gods!"

The author has something to say: King Kamos: Kiss, hug and hold high~~

Gallan:? ? ?

Ximuer:? ...! ! ! !

Onlookers: All crashed.

The Aaron Landis Gods who were forced to be witnesses: ……………… (Although the trajectory of fate seems to be correct, it always feels that something is wrong.)