A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It was already very dark at night, after Garlan and the others walked for a while in the mountains, they found a flat place to camp tonight.Surrounded by rocks or dense trees, it blocked the night wind, and there was a stream near the flat ground. Schulos wandered around and checked, but found no traces of beasts, so it should be safe.

The bonfire was lit, and Garlan sat beside the bonfire, with the crimson flame reflecting his face, he sighed slightly.

The past few days have been sleeping in the open, and he thought he could have a soft bed to sleep tonight, but he couldn't help meddling in his own business, which made it impossible for him and Schulos to even enter the city.

Having said that, why can't he always hold back?

Garlan was a little depressed.

When he was a prince before, he always felt that as long as he was a prince, these people were his subjects and his responsibility, so every time something happened, he would subconsciously take care of it.

He also always thought that when he left the palace, removed his status as a prince, and had no such responsibility, he would not be so nosy.

Who knows, today passed subconsciously...

He rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.

He himself knew that this was not going to work.

Now that he has lost his status as a prince, and without the backing and helpers of Kaihos and Xie Muer, if he encounters similar things and wants to get ahead in everything, he will capsize sooner or later.This time, relying on cleverness to bluff people to solve the matter, it doesn't mean that it will be so smooth in the future, and not everyone is so easy to fool.

Just when Garlan was feeling a headache, a hand stretched out, lifted the long hair on his cheek, reached out with his fingertips, and pinched his earlobe.

The bard rubbed the malachite earrings on Garlan's earlobe with his rough fingertips.

"...Malachite."

Schloss sighed.

It seems that this noble young master has a high status.

He has seen a lot, and it is not the first time he has seen this precious gem.

Withdrawing his hand, he said, "How do you know that the team will find your earring? What if he doesn't notice?"

"He'll notice. A man of integrity might not notice, but that man is obviously a villain."

Garlan shrugged his shoulders and said, "In order to please others, this kind of person is very good at observing words and expressions, and is also very sensitive to some unusual things."

"makes sense."

Schloss conveniently threw a dead branch into the fire.

He said, "Gal, you said, you want to be a bard like me too, don't you?"

"Yes, I think so."

Now that he has decided to travel to the mainland, the identity of bard is the most convenient.

...Well, at least he learned a little bit of lute from Keyhors, and he should be able to handle the occasions where he needs to play.

"Then, I'll tell you now, when walking on the mainland as a bard, the first thing you must do is to ignore those things that will bring you trouble."

"what?"

"This time, you were lucky. What you met was only a small team leader, and it was easy to get rid of it. But, what about the future?"

Schloss asked, "What do you do when you meet someone who is stronger, smarter, and crueler than him, or even someone you can't beat at all? Moths to a flame?"

"........."

"No matter what you see, just pretend you didn't see it. Only in this way can you live a long life."

I fiddled with the fire with a dead branch in my hand, and a little spark exploded in the flames, reflecting in Schulos' pupils, as if sparks had also scattered in his eyes.

"Nowadays, the world is not peaceful. The rich and powerful are living a life of luxury and wealth, but the common people are suffering... There are people suffering different kinds of sufferings every moment. Just now, during the period of our dialogue, in this There may be many people who are suffering on this vast land.”

"In this world, injustices abound, and painful people are everywhere."

Reflecting the firelight, Schulos' handsome face was filled with indifference and carelessness.

He has traveled all over this land, and he has long been used to seeing life and death, injustice and pain.

"So many people, you can't save them."

The voice of the bard at this moment is low, with a rhythm that almost melts into the night, as if it can penetrate into the deepest part of the heart.

"Who can you help and save by yourself? If you save one, tens of thousands of others are still suffering. What's the use of saving that one? Who cares about that tiny little grain of sand?" one person?"

He said, the voice was clear and clear, but the words were indifferent to the bone.

"After a while, you'll understand, Gal, that no one cares at all."

The night was silent, the temperature seemed to have dropped, and there was a little chill in the air.

The open space was extremely quiet at this moment, only the sound of the stream not far away could be heard.

"wrong."

Garlan said, looking sideways at Shuros.

The fire light reflected in his pupils, making his eyes glow like amber wrapped in flames.

"No matter how many people don't care, but Schloss, the person I helped, he cares."

He looked at Schloss seriously and said, "He must care."

Schloss choked for a moment.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He couldn't refute.

That person may be just an inconspicuous grain of sand among all living beings, but to that person, his life is his whole.

No one cares about him, but he must care about himself.

The open space was quiet again, Schulos was silent, and the indifferent look had disappeared from his face.The fire was burning, and the dead branches crackled.

After a long silence, Schloss spoke again.

"Actually, I did the same thing as you."

He says,

"A long time ago, when I was very young..."

…………

At that time, he was just an adult.

Young people, young and energetic, high-spirited.

The world of young people is too simple and straightforward. They only think that black is black and white is white, and there is justice and justice in the world.

Along the way, I always fight against injustice. When I see people in trouble, I go to help and save them. Looking at the grateful eyes of those I have saved, and the sound of thanks when I bow down, I feel more at ease, and feel more like myself. He is the hero who saves people from suffering.

On that day, it was actually the same as today. He passed by a small village and saw a group of soldiers clashing with the civilians in the village.

When he stepped forward to ask, he knew everything from the cries of those civilians.

Because a nearby lord's mine collapsed and many people died, and there is not enough manpower to open the mine. The team of soldiers wanted to capture a dozen or so young people from the village and throw them into the mine to start mining.But the mine is still very dangerous, and the miners are extremely harsh, and almost all of them have the fate of being grinded to death without return. Naturally, those young people and their relatives are unwilling, struggling desperately not to go.

Hearing this, without further ado, he unceremoniously shot and killed the leader and several soldiers, and drove them away.

Those who were rescued and their relatives were naturally grateful to him.

When he was full of ambition, he saw the old village head looking at him with a pale face, his chapped lips were trembling, and then drove him away unceremoniously.

At that time, he was still extremely upset, thinking that he was their savior, and that the old man treated him like this, it was really revenge.

However, that night, he found that he had accidentally dropped an important personal item. He guessed that it might have been dropped while fighting with the soldiers at noon.

So, early in the morning, he hurried back to the village, trying to get the things back.

But when he got there, he was completely dumbfounded.

I saw that the small village that was relatively quiet yesterday was almost razed to the ground. The village was full of thick dust after the fire, burnt broken wood and ruins, and a little smoke was still rising.

And those civilians who were still surrounding him to thank him yesterday, most of them fell in disorder in the fire scene at this moment, turning into charred corpses.There are still very few people alive, kneeling next to the corpses of their loved ones, weeping and mourning, looking desperate, and I don’t know how long they have been crying, the crying is intermittent, and their voices have long been hoarse.

The scene of dead bodies everywhere was extremely tragic, and his mind went blank at this moment.

why?

he thinks.

Why is this happening?

A stone slammed over and hit him hard on the forehead, who was stupefied.

He only felt a headache, and bright red blood flowed down his forehead and into the corners of his eyes.

He turned his head and stared blankly at the villagers who were still alive and surrounded him.

Those people looked at him, their eyes no longer showed gratitude, their faces were twisted, and their eyes were full of hatred and resentment.

"It's all about you... If you didn't kill those soldiers... you wouldn't have angered the nobleman..."

"It's you who made us like this!"

"Without you—without you, my brother wouldn't die, he wouldn't die!"

"It's all because of you that we became like this!"

Those who survived screamed hoarsely, surrounded him, picked up stones and threw them at him.

The sharp stones hit him black and purple, and there were two more bruises on his face. He dodged left and right, and finally ran away from the group of people in embarrassment.

He fled in a hurry, because he didn't know what to do or what to do, and he could still hear the screams of those people from a distance, like haunted ghosts, for a long time, in his mind Lingering, let him sleepless at night.

Yes, if he hadn't used his own force to kill the soldiers under the nobleman's command and angered the nobleman, this village would not have ended up in such a miserable end.

If he didn't meddle in his own business, that village would lose at most a dozen young people, and the others could still live well and peacefully.

Those who survived were right, he sent the entire village to Huangquan Road.

But what can he do now?

He can't do anything.

The other party was a high-ranking dignitary, he was a little bard, he couldn't even avenge the people in those villages, so he could only run away in a hurry.

What was high-spirited at the beginning is now in a state of embarrassment.

……

After that, he has been walking on the earth.

The injustice, the grievance, and so many things have been seen and experienced too much, and they gradually become numb.

The young man, full of passion and sharp edge, always feels that there is nothing difficult in this world, and always feels that he is a hero who can easily save people from fire and water.

I always feel that the sword in my hand can cut through all injustices.

Until one day, in this cruel world where the jungle preys on the strong, he bumped his head and broke his blood, and broke his sword, that he didn't know what reality is.

Afterwards, the edge was flattened by the reality, the blood was cold, and when I grew up, matured, and looked down on it, I learned to stand on the sidelines.

In this troubled world, there are too many injustices, how much can he manage, how many can he help?

With his status, more often than not, he would only harm others and himself like that one time.

It's better to just sit on the sidelines.

He laughs and scolds, and flirts with the world, but his heart is as hard as a stone, and he is indifferent to the world.

……

"Sullos? What's the matter with you?"

Garlan's voice awakened Shuros from his memory.

He was in a daze for a moment, then raised his eyes and saw Garlan.

Under the firelight, the boy's appearance became more and more beautiful, but no matter how good-looking he was, it couldn't compare to those bright eyes.

He used to think that the boy was his past self.

He thought, one day, this boy will grow up, mature, compromise with reality, and lose his young heart.

But he was wrong, this young man was different from the past.

It's very different.

"You said you had the same thing as me, then what?"

"……Can not remember."

"what?"

"It happened too long ago, so I don't remember it very clearly, hahaha."

Schulos waved his hand casually, "It's late at night, go to sleep, this is only halfway up the mountain, and we have to go up the mountain tomorrow morning."

He thought for a while, and said, "I'll talk about it later, but since you've done it this time, be careful not to get too close to the city of Twirul, or you'll be in trouble if you bump into those people."

"Oh."

Garlan nodded and got up to tidy up, but just as he got up, the black horse tethered to the side suddenly neighed, it was pawing its hoofs desperately, its head was shaking desperately, restless.

Garlan hurriedly stepped forward to comfort it, and watched it pull the rein vigorously, completely ignoring that the rein would strangle him, he was afraid that it would hurt himself, so he quickly untied the rein while comforting it.

One after another neighing, the brown horse on Schloss's side seemed to have the same problem, struggling restlessly, and it was useless for Schloss to comfort him.

"what happened?"

Garland asked.

Schulos grabbed the rein tightly and replied, "I don't know. I've checked, and there's no sign of ferocious beasts around here. How could they be so frightened?"

Suddenly, Garlan felt himself shake, and then the surrounding trees shook slightly.He was stunned for a moment, and the conversation he had with the team leader not long ago suddenly flashed through his mind. The team leader said that there was an earthquake in the area of ​​Twiller City not long ago.

Is this...

Suddenly there was another violent shaking, and the neighing steed became even more restless. Although Garlan was tugging on the reins, all four hooves began to stomp hard.

The ground moved!

Garlan still wanted to hold on tight to the rein, but the ground under his feet shook even more violently, he could barely stand, and the black horse struggled more violently.

There was another violent shaking, he staggered, almost fell, the rein in his hand was loosened, the black horse, which had been irritable all the time, broke free from his hand, let out a long neigh, galloped away, and soon disappeared on the shaking ground .

Garlan no longer cared about the horse that ran away, because the ground shook so badly that he couldn't even stand upright.He held tightly to the big tree where the horse was tied just now, so that he didn't fall to the ground.

Suddenly, a huge and dull roar echoed throughout the entire mountain, like the sound of a boulder breaking suddenly.

He was so dizzy from the shaking that he couldn't pay attention to the sound at all.

"Gal!"

Suddenly someone yelled, and when he looked up, he saw Shuros rushing towards him.

He was pushed hard, and he could no longer hold onto the tree trunk. He fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

A huge crackling sound rang in his ears, and the ground shook violently. Garlan's pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw a huge crack burst open on the ground.

With the crackling sound, the cracks moved rapidly from far to near, just like lightning, a hideous crack split open on the ground that was flat a second ago.

The tree he was clinging to just now had tumbled and fallen into the dark crack, and Schulos, who pushed him away, staggered a step on the edge of the crack because he was helping him, and fell into the gap gap.

Garlan didn't have time to think about it, he rushed over and grabbed Schulos' hand.

He lay on the edge of the crack, holding Shuros tightly with one hand, and clenched the rock around him with the other, until the veins on the back of his hand stretched out.

He held Shuros desperately and didn't let go, and didn't see Shuros looked up at him in surprise the moment he was caught by him.

The ground was still shaking violently, and the gravel rolled down from Schulos.

He was suspended in mid-air, and beneath his feet was a bottomless abyss.

However, at this moment, his lips raised slightly.

It was at this moment that Schulos, who originally picked up a good-looking one that could be amusing when he was bored, truly regarded Garlan as his companion.

A companion he can trust.

After raising the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the rock beside him.

With an effort, he turned over, and he jumped to the ground nimbly.

The ground is still shaking.

The whole mountain was roaring and shaking.

The rocks collapsed, the ground cracked, the giant trees collapsed, the rocks rolled down, and the gravel splashed. Countless animals sprinted among them, as if the sky was falling apart, and it was extremely terrifying.