A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Garlan stood there feeling a headache.

His eyes swept around the court hall, only to see the bowed heads of the people. They used this action to express their obedience to King Kamos' resolution.

Although not everyone is happy to surrender, and some people are dissatisfied with it, but at this moment, under the great authority of King Kamos, no one dares to speak out against it.

The boy subconsciously cast his eyes on his guardian knight for help.

Because he is the guardian knight of Prince Garlan, it is impossible for him to express his opinions on this occasion. He saw his prince's gaze, but he misinterpreted the meaning of the gaze, thinking that Garlan was just caught by this sudden incident. It was just a little caught off guard, so, naturally, as a guardian knight, he gave his little prince an encouraging smile without hesitation.

Gallan: "..."

For the first time, he felt an eyesore when the handsome face of his guardian knight smiled.

And just when he was staring at the handsome face of Keyhos, he felt uncomfortable, suddenly a strong force came from his hand.

Caught off guard, Garlan was dragged one step forward, and in just two steps, he stepped on the short snow-white stone steps to the high platform.

King Kamos, who grabbed his hand again and dragged him to the high platform, smiled at him, patted his head lovingly, then turned around and sat down on the huge malachite throne.

The tall and strong Lion King is sitting boldly on the throne, with one hand resting on the rather wide armrest of the seat, and his slender fingers holding the polished smooth emerald green hemispherical top.

The golden ring inlaid with lapis lazuli refracted the bright sunlight, and it was set on the brown finger with thick calluses.

The crimson cloak fell from his back and fell to the ground from the cold malachite.

Obviously the large throne was more than twice as wide as his body, but Kamos sat there with the momentum as if he had filled the throne to the brim by himself, leaving no gaps.

Sitting there, he gave people an invisible sense of oppression and majesty.

Just sitting there, he changed the atmosphere of this huge court.

No one dared to look up.

……

In the courtroom, the familiar voice of answering has already sounded.Because of King Kamos's expedition, political affairs have been piled up too much and for too long, and many urgent government affairs have been reported to King Kamos.

Garlan stood quietly beside the throne.

Where he stood, he could see everyone below.

Everyone below, no matter who they were, bowed their heads deeply in his direction.

One person is below ten thousand people, as if at this moment.

That is the moment that can make the vast majority of people in this world sink.

The so-called reason is as fragile as glass before this scene.

The glory of power and the pleasure of overlooking all beings are so insane.

The young man's fine eyelashes drooped down to cover his golden eyes, and the wind blowing from outside the hall brushed over his fluffy forehead hair, and the fine hair tips brushed the corners of his eyes, casting light shadows on his eye sockets.

No one can steal the look in his eyes at this moment.

He just stood quietly on the enviable position with a calm expression.

…………

………………

It was already in the afternoon, although the news that King Kamos had returned to the palace in advance, but because King Kamos had not issued an order, the team of royal knights who were in charge of guarding Heymos was still here. In the palace.

The green-haired priest was talking with an attendant in the courtyard.

After the conversation was over, the attendant left, and he returned to the room with a gloomy face.

"Your Highness, I have warned you not to trust Prince Garlan."

he said unhappily.

"what happened?"

Heymos, who was sitting quietly by the bed and flipping through the books, raised his head and looked at Suojia.

"Hasn't Garlan already cleared me of the crime?"

Seeing Suo Jia's not-so-good face, he raised his eyebrows.

"Something went wrong?"

It stands to reason that King Kamos has already returned to the palace, and those guys who have been jumping around should have been honest.

When Heymos asked, Suo Jia's face became more and more gloomy.

"King Kamos announced in public on the Plaza of the Gods just now that he wants to make Prince Garlan the Crown Prince."

After a pause, he frowned and continued.

"Also, he has made Prince Garlan stand next to the court throne."

The fingers that were turning over a page of a parchment book paused, and Heymos seemed to lose his mind for a moment.

"Your Highness, despite being punished, you helped Prince Garlan, but he played tricks behind his back and asked King Kamos to make him the crown prince."

The priest of the God of the Night, who always had conspiracy theories, felt more and more wrong the more he thought about it.

"He deliberately made such a big fight, I'm afraid it's not just to help you get rid of the crime, but to openly show everyone his wisdom and justice through this method, so as to gain everyone's approval."

"It even used this to let King Kamos determine his position in public."

If Prince Garlan really did this intentionally, designed it secretly, and made the most of the situation, so as to achieve his goal of being established as the crown prince, then this young prince is not without deep scheming.

For a while, Suo Jia had already imagined countless conspiracies.

In fact, he should have thought of it long ago.

He couldn't understand what kind of person His Highness Heymos was.

Although it is not obvious on the surface, he is definitely a completely self-centered person who puts himself first in everything and is cold-hearted.

But Prince Garlan could make such a Highness prefer to be punished and protect him to the death.

Just from this point alone, he should have thought that the prince is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Everyone, His Highness Heymos, including him, was deceived by the little prince's harmless appearance.

Suo Jia made such a conclusion in his heart.

"...the crown prince."

After a long silence, Heymos slowly spit out these words.

The tone was very calm, without ups and downs, and it was impossible to tell what mood he was in at the moment.

He put down the scroll in his hand and turned his head to look.

Through the open window, he looked at the boundless blue sky, and the scorching sun that hung high above the sky and flooded the earth with sunlight.

Bright light illuminated his brown face, falling deep into his pupils.

A little breeze blew through his jet-black hair.

No one knew what Heymos, who was looking at the scorching sun in the sky, was thinking at this moment, even Suo Jia who was beside him couldn't figure it out.

There was a sudden movement from the palace gate, and the golden-red eyes looking at the scorching sun fell on the young man who happened to walk into the gate of the courtyard at this moment.

The pupils reflecting the boy's figure moved slightly, revealing an indescribable emotion.

Heymos didn't move or speak, but just continued to look at him like this.

Garlan, who walked into the courtyard, went straight to the royal knight captain who led the team to guard the palace, holding an azure cloth in his hand.He said a few words to the knight commander, and then handed over the royal decree that King Kamos had just written in his hand.

The knight commander looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was indeed Wang Ling, he bowed and saluted Garlan.

Then, he quickly left the palace with the team of royal knights.

Watching the royal knights leave, Garlan felt a gaze fixed on him for a long time, and when he turned his head, his eyes met those golden-red eyes.

The distance between the two was too far away, and he couldn't see the expression in Heymos' eyes clearly, but he could vaguely feel the depth in that gaze.

Also, a certain indescribable sharpness.

It made his heart beat sharply suddenly.

Heymos knew about the Dauphin.

He felt so instinctively.

Garlan took a deep breath, let his bodyguards and attendants stay outside, and walked into the house by himself.

As soon as he entered the door, he faced the green-haired priest standing at the door.

That is... the priest of Nannar, the god of the night.

Garlan thought to himself, his eyes swept over the face of the priest who bowed to him.

This glance made his chest tighten.

This person is-

This familiar face was a face he had faced in successive lifetimes.

Suojia, the priest of Nanna, Heymos' confidant, is good at using various intrigues and tricks.

In previous lives, every time he was killed, this man followed Heymos.

... Sure enough, in this life, he still joined Heymos.

It was still the same as in previous lives, staring at him with that kind of unkind eyes.

Garlan let out a breath slowly, calming down his beating heart, and turned his eyes away from Suo Jia's face, and landed on Heymos.

He vaguely felt that from the time he entered the gate until now, those golden-red eyes were staring at him.

It was deep, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

Walking up to Heymos, Garlan leaned over and took Heymos' hand directly.

"Did you change your medicine?"

He looked at the brand new snow-white bandage and asked.

Heymos didn't answer his question, but gathered his fingers together and squeezed the hand that Garlan was holding his own.

He held it tightly, as if unwilling to let it leave his hands.

However, after only exerting force for a moment, he immediately let go, as if he was afraid of hurting Garlan.

Garlan was stunned for a moment, but he thought Heymos let go of his hand because he felt pain.

He subconsciously asked, "Does your hand hurt?"

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"With such a serious injury, it is impossible not to be in pain."

Suo Jia, who was standing on the side, spoke, seeing his highness holding the hand of Garlan, who was supposed to be the enemy, and he was quite disturbed.

"Although you have suffered such a serious injury, it is worthwhile to protect you, Prince Garlan."

"Otherwise, even if it's not about His Highness Heymos, if something happens to you, King Kamos will blame His Highness for it."

He said something in his words.

Alluding to King Kamos being partial to Prince Garlan.

"It's all thanks to you that His Highness can be exonerated." He seemed to say casually: "Ah, by the way, I heard that you are about to be made the crown prince. Congratulations."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with that statement on the surface, but it was secretly pointed out that as soon as Heymos saved Garlan on the front foot, Garlan took advantage of Heymos' guilt and became the crown prince on the back foot.

Garlan sighed inwardly.

I'm afraid it's not just Suo Jia, many people will think that he used this incident to make himself the crown prince.

Although I really didn't do anything.

The hole that Brother Kamos dug for him was so deep that he couldn't climb out.

…………

Heymos, do you think so too?

"Suo Jia, step back."

Heymos, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"..."

Suo Jia shut up, bowed slightly, turned around and backed away.

Although his face was expressionless, his heart was full of resentment.

I don't know what ecstasy soup Prince Garlan poured into His Highness, and now His Highness is still protecting him.

He leaves the room and closes the door.

However, when the door was closing, he really couldn't hold back, and looked back through the crack of the door that was about to close tightly.

That glance made his heart beat violently——

…………

"Heymos..."

After Suo Jia was repelled, just as Garlan spoke half a word, the sitting Heymos suddenly stretched out his hands, cupped his face and yanked it downward.

Unprepared, he was dragged to bend over.

Before he could react, the soft lips with a little coolness had already kissed him.

The wet tongue even licked the corner of his lips.

He straightened up abruptly.

"you--"

As soon as he uttered a word, Garlan suddenly remembered something, and looked back in panic. Fortunately, the priest seemed to have left, even the door was closed, so no one should have seen it.

After he was relieved, he raised his hand and vigorously wiped the corners of his mouth that seemed to still have traces of moisture. The tension when he saw Heymos just now disappeared without a trace, and turned into glaring at Heymos.

Heymos raised his lips and smiled at him: "This is a thank you."

He added: "Thank you for clearing my name."

Gallan: "..."

Is there such a gift of thanks that is forced upon others?

Although he was very unhappy to be forced to accept the 'thank you gift', he had to say that the uneasiness he felt when he came to see Heymos was suddenly turned into a dumbfounding after Heymos made such a move.

Garlan looked up at Heymos.

Heymos also looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a smile, and his eyes were soft.

"Aren't you angry?"

"what?"

"Obviously you made it like this to help me. In fact, you rescued Tozes City, but all the troubles were piled on you. Instead, I was helped by you..."

Garland paused for a moment and said, "Brother Wang said that he wants to make me the crown prince."

"........."

Heymos didn't answer right away.

Garlan asked again.

"Aren't you angry?"

"...Do you feel sorry for me?"

"Uh……"

"If I say I'm really angry, aren't you going to do something to calm me down?"

"Ah?" Garlan asked blankly, "What are you doing?"

Heymos raised his hand, and tapped his lips with a finger wrapped in a snow-white bandage.

"Kiss me, and I'll write it off."

He said, looking at Garlan with slightly curved eyes.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Then I can only continue to be angry."

"........."

The room was quiet for a while, and Garlan, who seemed to be angry, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Heymos looked at Garlan and chuckled.

He really didn't expect that Garlan would take the initiative to kiss him, those words were purely to tease Garlan, after all, Garlan's little appearance, which was suppressed by him and kept silent, was really cute.

However, the silent boy suddenly spoke again.

"Heymos, you said that no matter what happens, you will not lie to me."

"Yes, I did."

"Then, I ask you, and you have to answer me."

"it is good."

Garlan stood in front of Heymos, looking down at the sitting Heymos.

"Heymos."

He asked, "Do you want to be king?"

There was silence for a while.

At this moment, the room seemed to stand still for a moment.

Heymos looked up at the boy standing in front of him.

The sun shone from behind Garlan, making his face in the backlight.

[Do you want to be king? 】

Heymos said, "Yes."

He said yes.

Because he said, he will not lie to him.

He wants to be on the throne.

He wants to be king.

"……yes……"

He heard Garlan say this in a low voice, the voice was almost inaudible.

He looked up at Garlan, but in the backlight, he couldn't see Garlan's face clearly.

The next second, Garlan who was standing in front of him suddenly bent down.

The long flowing golden hair fell down the young man's shoulders, and slid over his brown arms with a cool and soft touch.

Garlan lowered his head, soft lips fell on his face lightly.

He kissed him on the cheek.

Heymos suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A rare look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He looked at Garlan in astonishment.

Garlan, who had straightened up again, was also looking down at him. The wind blew in through the window, causing the boy's long golden hair to brush against his side cheeks, flying in the air like waves.

Garlan suddenly smiled at him.

Bright smile, smile like light.

…………

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At this moment, Suo Jia, who accidentally saw his Highness kissing Prince Garlan in the last sneak peek, stood dumbfounded in the courtyard, completely dazed.

I must be dreaming.

nightmare!

Nanna, the great god of the night, please awaken your servants from their nightmares——