A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

The boy rolling around on his big bed with his head in his arms let out a silent scream from the bottom of his heart.

It's super embarrassing! ! !

Shouting so hoarsely from the bottom of his heart, Garlan's mind was filled with the image of himself not long ago that was so shameful that he was about to explode.

At this moment, he really wanted to get rid of the scene that made him feel ashamed to death from his mind, but the more he wanted to forget, the more that scene kept replaying in his mind, lingering.

Garlan felt that his whole body was about to fail.

【Since I am a wise person, what I do is a wise move! 】

Looking back on this sentence now, it’s almost a second-degree explosion——

…………

No, no.

Recall what?

What is there to recall?

I don't want to think about it at all!

Garlan curled himself up under the quilt, shrinking into a ball.

He just curled up on the bed, arched his body, and patted his head on the bed.

forget!

Forget about that!

Don't think about it again!

…………

Garlan, who nestled himself on the bed, tossed and tossed for quite a while, until he was a little out of breath, and then he poked his head out from under the quilt.

He knelt on the bed with the quilt wrapped around his head.

He opened his eyes and looked at the front in a daze. His smooth forehead was a little red from his bump, and his messy blond hair was scattered on the quilt when he was rolling.

When Tapti came in, he saw that the little prince wrapped himself in a quilt into a round ball and sat on the bed in a daze. The red mark on his forehead was so cute.

She couldn't help laughing.

She smiled, and Garlan, who was still in a daze, looked at her.

"You're laughing at me."

Without even thinking about it, he decided that Taputi must be laughing at his declaration of shame in the Second Secondary School not long ago, Garlan said dissatisfied.

He pursed his lips, looking a little aggrieved.

Sure enough, I was laughed.

was laughed at.

Laughed by Tapu.

This incident will definitely become my own dark history in the future, and I will be laughed at for a lifetime.

Feeling ashamed and wronged at the same time, Garlan was very dissatisfied.

Actually, he didn't know.

Regarding what the chief director said, he could have responded in a more formal way.

For example, he can justly say that he will not be shaken by the so-called false name, he will not be bound by his reputation, and will only act according to his heart.

For another example, he can justly say that if in order to maintain the reputation of being wise, he has to go against his heart and ignore the grievances of those close to him for the sake of avoiding suspicion, then he would rather not have this reputation.

No matter which way of coping and answering, it is much more normal than the current one.

However, the key point is that the other party is the Chief Secretary.

That is a powerful minister who has been in the ups and downs for many years.

All kinds of specious and trapping language are the most powerful weapon of this person.

If he had a verbal confrontation with him in a normal way, Garlan knew that it would be like an egg hitting a rock, and he would only suffer a crushing defeat.

It is impossible for him to speak well of the Chief Secretary.

If he wanted to block the Chief Secretary during the dialogue, he had to take a slanted sword.

That's why, at that time, he said the kind of second-time explosive words.

……

Well, although it is embarrassing, the effect is indeed more powerful than imagined.

As soon as those words came out, everyone present was stupefied.

The head chief was so stunned that he couldn't speak for a while.

Probably, these rich and powerful who are used to saying half and half, and have something to say, have never seen such straightforward words in their life, so straightforward that they all were speechless and speechless for a while.

Everyone was a little confused for a while.

The chief said, everyone thinks you are a wise man, and everyone says you are fair and wise.

So Prince Garlan didn't even shirk and humbled a little, and admitted that he was a wise man without any ceremonies.

He even said that what I do is a wise act.

That is to say, those who oppose him are all against the wise, and they are all bad people, right?

How can you make everyone object to this?

No wonder Prince Garlan was favored by King Kamos.

Someone said with emotion in his heart.

This level of narcissism is almost the same as that of King Kamos.

But the words of Piansheng were said by the Chief Secretary himself, and it is impossible for him to backtrack and say that what he said does not count.

It's even more impossible for him to be stupid enough to say, Prince, it's too shameless for you to admit it like this, it's not right.

So, in the end, he could only admit his defeat aggrievedly.

In this discussion, the matter of convicting Prince Heymos ended without a problem, and it was temporarily delayed.

But after suffering such a big hidden loss, the chief director, who is used to being in a high position and can't say anything, is definitely extremely unhappy in his heart.

Therefore, after the meeting adjourned, he and Prime Minister You Si walked together.

Under King Aaron Landis, there are three camps.

Civil servants, generals, and priests.

Among the civil officials, the left and right ministers are the leaders, and then there are many official positions such as the chief minister.

Now the left and right ministers are already very old, especially the Zuo minister's health is already very poor, and he has been recuperating at home for more than a year, which is useless.There are rumors that King Kamos will let him resign and go home in the past two years.

Although Prime Minister You is still in office, he is also very old.

Perhaps because of his age, he has become more and more low-key recently, most of the time he is in peace, and he rarely takes a tough stand.

If it was said that the Chief Secretary was still a little jealous of the Right Secretary before, now, seeing that this person is mostly dozing off with squinting eyes when he is dying in the court, he gradually despises him.

But in any case, the Prime Minister is also the head of civil servants, and the Chief Secretary still maintains the necessary respect for him on the surface.

He followed You Sixiang, taking a step slower.

The two walked slowly while chatting. After talking for a long time, the chief director slowly changed the topic to Garlan.

"Master Prime Minister, what Prince Garlan said during the discussion today seems a bit inappropriate."

"Hahaha, young and energetic, understandable."

The old Prime Minister You still squinted his eyes as if he would fall asleep at any moment, and hummed.

The Chief Secretary shook his head disapprovingly.

"Young people must also learn to be humble."

"The prince is still young. Young people are full of enthusiasm. We old people should understand."

Prime Minister You laughed haha ​​and refused to answer the Chief Secretary's words.

The chief director was angry, paused for a moment, and continued to speak persistently.

"However, if this goes on like this, maybe the prince will develop an arrogant temperament, then it will be..." He said with a worried face, "Should we tell the king and pay attention to Jia?" The teachings of the Prince of Ireland?"

"Chief, you are wrong. The prince is a young man, what good is it to be as mature and prudent as us old guys?"

Secretary You squinted his small eyes at Chief Secretary, and said with a smile,

"It's better to be arrogant, it's better to be arrogant, young people, you should be vigorous and wanton. And, as the prince of our Aaron Landis, you should be even more arrogant, that's the best."

After saying this, he stopped.

The head chief also stopped.

You Si smiled at him, and said, "Look, when you are old, you will be tired after walking such a short distance, so I will go back to rest first."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the chief director to speak, turned around and walked away unsteadily.

Obviously, he was unwilling to continue talking with Chief Secretary about this matter.

The chief director watched the old man's back gradually go away, his eyes were a little cold, but his expression did not show at all.

Now is the critical period for him to plan to ascend to the position of Prime Minister Zuo, and in this process, the opinion of Prime Minister Right is very important.

If the right secretary goes against the norm and firmly opposes this matter, it will be difficult for him to take the position.

So, before that, this old guy must not be offended.

But, after he successfully became Prime Minister Zuo... Well, he doesn't need to continue to accommodate this old guy anymore.

It's good for him to endure this for a while.

The Chief Secretary thought secretly.

And that Prince Garlan is really young and ignorant, he has to find a way to make him more obedient.

………………

"Prince Garlan! I heard about it!"

The little fat man ran over excitedly, staring at Garlan with staring eyes.

Gossip had already begun to circulate in the palace.

Tal, known as a gossip collector, would naturally not lag behind, and soon heard about the so-called 'Prince Garlan's display of power in the court, which left many ministers, nobles and generals speechless'.

"Prince, prince, what was the scene at that time? I can't go, it's really a pity that I can't see that scene, I really want to see it with my own eyes——"

"Enough, Tull, don't mention that again."

The corner of Garlan's mouth couldn't help twitching.

enough.

Don't remind him again.

He doesn't want to think about it at all, okay?

The little fat man blinked. He didn't quite understand why the prince didn't want to mention his great power. If it were him, he would have bragged about it to others.

But even if he didn't understand, Tal had always obeyed the prince's words unconditionally.

So, after he oh, he obediently changed the subject.

He looked left and right, and after making sure that no one nearby could overhear his conversation with the prince, he moved closer to Garlan.

"Prince..."

Probably because of a guilty conscience, even if there was no one around, he subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Didn't I say that? Prince Heymos will bring you a lot of trouble in the future... You actually don't need to worry about him this time, so that in the future, you can easily ascend to the throne... "

"Are you stupid?"

Garlan interrupted Tal angrily.

He said, "Do you think Heymos is the kind of person who accepts his fate honestly and allows others to wrong him?"

Tar choked.

"……no."

"If no one helped him, and he was really wronged and charged with trumped-up charges, have you ever thought about what Heymos would do with his character?"

"........."

The little fat man shivered.

"No, I dare not think about it."

He stuttered a little, even if it was just a brainstorm, he didn't dare to think about how terrible things Prince Heymos would do.

Turning his mind like this, Tarleton suddenly realized.

He raised his head and looked at Garlan with starry eyes.

"Prince, you are so wise! Why can't I think of it?"

Immediately, he flattered him unceremoniously.

"You are so right, we will help Prince Heymos get cleared no matter what!"

"Okay, that's it. It's late now, I'm going to rest, you go."

"Okay, Your Highness, rest well~~"

After speaking with a smile, the little fat man ran away in a hurry.

In order to avoid getting entangled with Tal, Garlan, who used an excuse he had just come up with to fool Tal and sent him away, heaved a sigh of relief.

However, thinking about it again, his reason for holding back to deal with Tal seems quite reasonable.

Heymos was definitely not the kind of person who would submit obediently. If he hadn't stood up to help him this time... Maybe Heymos would cause even bigger troubles in the future.

While thinking this way, Garlan changed into loose pajamas and climbed onto the bed.

Lying on the bed, a sudden breeze blew, and he subconsciously turned his head to look over.

A window on one side was open, and through the window, one could see the star-studded sky outside.

The sound of running water came over in the silent night, and the stone statue of the star goddess Isdar stood quietly under the night sky.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open, watching the faint starlight fall on the gentle-faced stone statue of the goddess, making it seem to be glowing.

Below the stone statue, the fountain sprinkled countless fine water droplets in the night sky.

Garlan slowly closed his eyes amidst the slight sound of splashing water, and fell asleep.

…………

The familiar chamber...

Those who are still familiar...

The young man sat quietly on the obsidian seat, lowered his eyes slightly, and pursed his lips.

Amidst the voices of the crowd, he sat there quietly without saying a word.

He kept his mouth shut.

...the only chance to ascend to the throne...

Amidst the young man's silence, a blue-haired priest of the God of the Night came out suddenly.

…………

The blue-haired priest leaned over slightly and said something to his master.

In the dark dungeon, the black-haired youth sat on the ground with his knees bent.

He sat quietly, looking calm.

It's just that the light in those golden-red eyes gradually settled down with the words of the green-haired priest, as if being swallowed by some invisible thing.

He remained silent, his thin lips pursed into a knife-like mark.

……

Suddenly, everything disappeared and the whole world went dark.

Can't see anything.

Nothing at all.

Then, I don't know how long it took, maybe a long time later, that dark world slowly lit up again...

…………

In a dimly lit room, only a skylight in the high ceiling was open.

Fragments of silver-white moonlight fell on the snow-white bed.

Under the moonlight, a slender arm stretched out on the bed.

It's taut.

The fingers were trembling, almost convulsively clutching the bed sheet tightly.

The moonlight fell on the tight wrist, making the gold chain on the wrist reflect the golden light.

The pure gold color against the fair skin made people unable to take their eyes off it.

On the stretched arm, the skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, slightly red, with a little watery luster, reflecting the moonlight, the fair skin seemed translucent, and because of the excessive tension of the arm, it gave people a faint feeling. An extremely fragile and indescribable beauty that seems to be broken in a second.

Then, the white arm was covered.

The brown arm that stretched out immediately after it was obviously thicker than it covered it.

As if not allowing him to escape, the big brown hand slowly slid down the white arm, and then clasped the white wrist tightly.

Brown fingers intertwined with the golden chain, clasping the white wrist in his hand.

The blond hair, which was wet with sweat, was brushed away and scattered on the snow-white bed to one side.

The slightly pink slender nape of the neck was exposed.

The skin on the back of the pink neck was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a drop of sweat could be faintly seen sliding down the side of the neck.

A little petal-like bright red mark is very conspicuous on the skin of the nape of the neck.

Suddenly, an extremely slight sob sounded in the room, as if he was trying his best to suppress it.

At this moment, the white fingers tightly clenched the bed sheet tightly, and the clenched fingertips seemed to indicate that he was enduring some kind of unspeakable pain.

A thin golden chain hangs down from the wrist, along the edge of the bed, and falls to the ground.

It also extended on the ground for a long time, and in the end it was completely submerged inside the stone wall, and it was tightly stitched together with the wall, blending into one.

……

"Untie it..."

The voice became extremely hoarse due to the prolonged screaming, as if the throat was hoarse, and it was barely able to make a sound.

It seemed to be extremely tired, and there was still a little residual sobbing sound.

"Untie... I won't escape..."

There was a long silence.

After a long time, the man sitting beside the bed and gently stroking the blond hair of the person on the bed started to move.

He bent down and held the hand that was already limp and weak at the moment.

A golden chain dangles from a white wrist.

"I once placed my trust in your hands."

A deep voice sounded in the dark room.

"You lost it yourself."

The man bows his head.

The scattered black hair blocked his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes at the moment.

He kissed the hand wrapped around the gold chain.

That movement was extremely gentle, as if with infinite love.

But his words were cold on the contrary.

"So, there is no second time."

He said, "I won't trust you again, Garlan."

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In the dark night, the boy sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and woke up with a start.

As he sat up to breathe heavily, a ray of light fell on his face.He turned his head subconsciously, and found that it was the moonlight refracted from the huge moonstone between the eyebrows of the statue of the star goddess Isdar outside the window.

Dream?

But why so real?

It's like the sea of ​​flames surrounding Heymos he dreamed of when he was a child, and the death of Oppada, the son of General Tasdar not long ago...

But there seems to be something different.

Because this dream is not a memory of previous lives, but rather, it is more like...in this life...a possible future.

Garlan stared at the stone statue of the goddess in the outer court in a daze.

Star Goddess Isdar.

goddess of fate.

When the thread of fate in her hands is twitched, the future will also change accordingly.

…………

If at that time, he hadn't stood up and remained silent...

If at that time, because of selfishness, he finally chose to turn his back on Heymos...

His dream...was it actually a kind of prediction of the future?

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but……

Garlan clenched his fists.

It was too late!

What's the use of letting me have this dream after everything has passed and I've made a decision? !

and……

Under the moonlight, the blond boy's face flushed, even the roots of his ears were red.

At this moment, he felt that his whole body was about to burn.

Even if it's a precognitive dream—

Is it necessary to dream so clearly the details of that aspect, even the senses so clearly——

……

Heymos you bastard!rogue!