A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Even in the middle of the night, Mount Twiller is still very lively, just like daytime.The dim light of dozens of oil lamps illuminates the gully that has begun to take shape. People living in Twirle City are still digging hard, and they rotate again and again. No matter how many people change the pits, the trenches The digging never stops.

No one complained, everyone knew that now they were racing against the torrents and had to race against time. If they were a step slower, their own homes would be destroyed.

The people in the city of Twirul have also been evacuated, and they can only sleep in the wild tonight. Many people look at the mountain in the night and pray to the gods of Aaron Landis, hoping that the good news will come. Come quickly so that they can return to their warm home as soon as possible.

The area where the ravine was being dug was full of people, and farther away, on a flat ground around a small hill, Garlan was sitting on the ground, while Shuros was lying on his back with his limbs stretched out. , both of them looked exhausted.

Garlan felt that his whole body was aching.

Shulusi, who was always talkative, was lying weakly, and he didn't even want to say anything.

Hearing the faint voices of people coming from the opposite side of the hill, Garlan shook his head.

"It turned out that I was far behind those people."

He thought that he had practiced martial arts anyway, and his physical strength should not be that bad.

Unexpectedly, digging a hole is worse than those civilians who have never practiced martial arts, and even the efficiency is not as good as them.

"They're more skilled at it, and they're used to working from morning till night."

Schloss replied.

"If you don't work harder, it will be difficult for the family to live on."

Garlan stared at the sky in a daze, and then he fell backwards, lying on the ground like Shuros, with the starlight shining on his face.

"Schulos, you said that you have been traveling on the mainland for a long time, and you have seen many things. Then, what you have seen, whether you have been wronged or bullied, and those who are too poor to survive, Are these things common in Aaron Landis?"

"Yes, everywhere."

Garlan sighed softly.

Classes are distinct, this is the rule of this world.

No one can break easily.

No one is an exception, and so is he.He used to think too simply, because he had enjoyed the privilege for so many years, so he took it for granted, and forgot about the difficulties of ordinary people's life.

Schulos looked at the night sky, as if in a daze, but at this moment, there seemed to be many things surging in his eyes.

His eyes were struggling.

After a long time, he made up his mind and spoke.

"I don't think King Kamos is a competent king."

Garlan turned his head and looked at Shuros in astonishment.

For a long time, King Kamos has been admired by everyone in Aaron Landis, and everyone regards him as a god.

Even the people who were in turmoil back then were in awe of it.

It was the first time he heard dissatisfaction with King Kamos from others, which surprised him and made him feel a little unhappy in his heart.

After all, that was the brother Wang who loved him dearly.

He doesn't like to hear others say that King Kamos is not good.

"I don't mean to slander King Kamos by saying this. On the contrary, I also think he is a great king, a powerful and respectable king. During the war that year, he saved Aaron Landis, all the people of Aaron Landis respect him... I am no exception."

Shuros looked at the countless broken stars in the sky, and he whispered.

"Maybe I'm asking too much, but Gal, I don't think it's enough. As a king, he hasn't done enough."

"He is the king of Aaron Landis, the king of the nobles, but he is also the king of us commoners. However, he rarely listens to our voices and cares about our thoughts."

"Gal, maybe what I'm going to say next is weird and absurd, and it might make you angry, but I really want to say it, to you."

After traveling the mainland for so long and seeing too many things, this kind of thought has always been in his heart.

He never dared to speak out, because he knew that if he spoke out, he would only be regarded as a lunatic by others.

"I don't think it should be like this. Even if nobles are indeed nobler than commoners, we commoners are also the people of Aaron Landis. I... I don't know how to describe it, but... commoners, untouchables, even We are slaves, everyone is the same, we are actually the same as the nobles, why can't we be treated as human beings?"

Garlan opened his mouth in astonishment, and didn't recover for a long while.

Half a step ahead is a genius, but one step ahead is a madman.

Although Schulos's idea is only a vague embryonic form, even he himself can't understand it, but in this world of slavery, his idea is already shocking.

When Schulos said this, he stopped again, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Forget it, just pretend you haven't heard such crazy talk. Commoners are the same as nobles. I also think this is stupid."

He put his hands behind his head and sighed.

"The current Aaron Landis seems to be very powerful, but since the first king, there have been years of wars. Even because of the prestige of King Kamos, it is much better now, but the war has never stopped. The nobles may not care. , but the common people, especially the poor ones, have a hard life."

"Obviously, as a commoner, you can live safely under the protection of King Kamos, you should be grateful, but you greedily want more, besides being able to live safely, you also want to live a better life, such thoughts ...are you too ignorant?"

"...No, it's not that I don't know what's good or bad. It's human nature to want to live a better life."

Garlan's answer stunned Shuros for a moment, he turned his head and looked at Garlan.

The boy didn't look at him, he could only see half of the boy's profile.

He didn't see the lies and perfunctory from that side of his face. For a moment, all kinds of feelings surged in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like for a moment.

He knew he said a lot of things he shouldn't have said.

But for some reason, perhaps because he will soon be imprisoned for hijacking nobles, now, at this night, in front of this young man, he just wants to say these absurd words.

Gal was a noble after all.

He thought that Gal would be angry, he thought that Gal would scold him for his ignorance, he thought that Gal would say that he was crazy, that he was a traitor.

But, neither.

As a result, he didn't know what to continue talking about.

Schloss took a deep breath, smiled, and forcibly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, the rumored Prince Garlan seems to be very different from King Kamos. He seems to be loved by the common people. Huh? Gal, speaking of it, your name is quite different from Gal Prince Lan looks quite alike, hahaha."

"I am."

"Let me tell you, that's enough, stop talking nonsense, I'm talking to you seriously."

"……Oh."

"Besides him, there is also His Royal Highness Heymos. One day, one of them will become the next king of Aaron Landis. Gal, which prince do you think is better?"

The boy was silent for a moment.

He said: "Hey Moss, he is more suitable."

"Hahaha, I knew you, a noble young master, would say that. You think he can fight and protect Aaron Landis, right?"

"..."

"However, as a commoner, I still hope that Prince Garlan will inherit the throne."

Schulos said, "Prince Heymos is just another Kamos king, a king of heroes, but the common people look forward to a benevolent king who can make their lives less difficult."

The boy lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"However, if you think about it carefully, even if Prince Garlan treats everyone well, Aaron Landis will be very dangerous if he can't fight the war. So, I think it would be great if those two can become one person. Bravery and skillful warfare can frighten all directions, so that other countries dare not invade the slightest bit, and can be kind to the people, regardless of high or low, and treat every one of them fairly and wisely."

"Two people become one person? You think so well."

Garlan, who was originally silent, couldn't help but speak.

"Tsk, I also know that this kind of king only exists in fantasy, but why don't people dream about it?"

"Then go to sleep and dream! Get up tomorrow morning and continue working!"

"I protest! It was agreed to be only for a short time—"

"Protest is ineffective."

…………

The small noise gradually disappeared under the night, and the two people on the top of the mountain fell asleep one after another in exhaustion.

In the city of Twillur at the foot of the mountain, the people in the city had been evacuated to a safe place during the day, and at this moment, the city was empty.

However, in the middle of this supposedly deserted city, the black-haired young man who sneaked into the Consulate not long ago stood on the street, looking down at the thing on his palm.

That was something he just took out from the executive government.

He took his hand, squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand, and put it close to his body.

Then, he unfolded a note.

That was the message sent to him by his subordinate not long ago.

'...Meneste City...'

Heymos glanced quickly, then grabbed the note into a ball, raised his hand, and threw it into the river in the city.

He rode away, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

The parchment soaked in the river water was soaked, and the words on it quickly melted into a mass of smudges, which could no longer be seen clearly.

........................

After a whole day and night, after the people worked tirelessly, they finally dug a channel, connecting the accumulated pools with the gap on the other side of the mountain.

At this moment, there is only a small section by the mouth of the pool that has not been dug, and a few specially selected young, strong and agile youths are digging carefully there.

They are also tied with thick ropes, and the other end is firmly tied to a solid rock or tree trunk in the distance to prevent danger.

Just when there was only a thin layer of earth wall left in the ditches and pools, that layer of earth wall suddenly shook violently, and it was about to be washed away.

The dozen or so soldiers who had been concentrating on this place had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and suddenly dragged the young men who were digging below out of the ditch.

It was too late and then it was fast, and there was only a muffled bang, and the thin soil wall was instantly broken by the water flow, and a huge amount of water poured into the ditch that was just dug, and rushed along the ditch to the gap on the other side of the mountain. and go.

The sudden splash of water was like a huge wave, and immediately drenched the people who were closer to the ditch, and they ran back quickly, leaving them far away.

The huge flow of water scrambling to rush to the gap rushed straight down from the gap, entraining countless gravel, rolling up collapsed trees, and roaring down from the high mountain, and soon formed on this mountain wall. A small mudslide.

The huge roar of the mudslide from the halfway up the mountain echoed in the mountain, deafening, as if the top of the mountain was shaken by the sound, which made people startled.

But no one felt frightened because of this. On the contrary, everyone had a look of joy on their faces.

They dug the channel before the blocked pool collapsed, and they defended their homeland.

The crisis at Twiller City was over.

Everyone looked at the rushing water, and their hearts, which had been in fear for a whole day and night, finally let go. Some people even clasped their hands and knelt on the ground to thank the gods they believed in.

After digging the trench for a day and a night, everyone was disheartened and looked extremely embarrassed, but the atmosphere of joy was permeated here.

When the water in the accumulated deep pool was almost gone, and only the thin layer on the rocky platform was submerged to the knee's level of water, the young people with ropes tied to their bodies immediately jumped down and moved away. The rocks and trees piled up on the openings of the rock platforms, and the soil blocked in the crevices of the rocks was dug.

Like ants gnawing on wood, they cleared away the collapsed rock pile little by little.

On the cliff with a thin layer of waterfall, only gravel and trees were seen rolling down one after another.

I did this for another day and night.

The sun set and rose again, and when it reached the highest point in the sky again, there was another bang. The last bit of gravel did not need to be cleaned up, and was washed down the cliff by the flowing water.

The majestic waterfall reappeared on Mount Twillur, and the sound of running water that was not too loud became deafening again, shaking the eardrums of everyone beside the waterfall.

Water vapor splashed everywhere.

The bright sun shines down, forming a colorful rainbow light on the rushing water vapor of the waterfall.

The crowd gave out a huge cheer, the sound was so loud that it almost overwhelmed the deafening sound of the waterfall.

Everyone is covered in mud, as if crawling out of a mud pit, but everyone's smile is brighter than the sun at noon at this moment.

The Lord Canile, who also stayed on the mountain for two full days and two nights, finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Don't look at his expressionless and immobile appearance, but he is actually very nervous in his heart.

The former king gave him the city of Twillur, and if the city was destroyed in his hands, even if he died, he would have no face to go to the underworld to meet the former king.

On the other side, Schulos stood there. When he watched the waterfall reappear with his own eyes, the thing that had been blocked in his heart for a long time seemed to be washed away at this moment.

Unprecedented joy in his heart, he raised his lips to reveal a smile.

Just when he was happy, footsteps came from beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw the middle-aged staff member who had been following the city lord walking towards him.

"Are you here to arrest us? To punish us?"

Shuros looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly, he had not forgotten that he and Garlan hijacked the nobles.

"No, it's just that the city lord invited you over, he has something to say to you."

The middle-aged staff member said, "That palace...well, where is your companion?"

"Here, over there, it's too dirty to wash."

Looking in the direction Shuros said, he saw that Garlan was standing on the edge of the waterfall, stretching out his hand to catch the falling water, washing off the dust from his face and hands.

The blond hair that was originally dyed gray by the dust was washed by the water splashed on his body and became wet, but it also shone with golden luster again.

Shuros stood with the middle-aged staff, looking at the boy by the waterfall, waiting for him to come over after washing.

The bard let out a sigh.

"Hey, I ran over to look for the unicorn, but the unicorn didn't see it, and I caused such a big trouble, Goddess Avdomir, have you abandoned your most handsome disciple?"

Thinking of the experience of the past ten days, he couldn't help muttering to himself.

"What? A unicorn?"

His muttering was heard by the middle-aged man next to him. The staff member was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

"You are also hearsay, and you have heard this false rumor."

"What? Fake?"

The middle-aged staff smiled.

"Of course it's false. How could there be unicorns in this world? Even if there were, they would only follow the gods and never appear in front of us."

"But I've clearly heard...and it's been passed on for many years."

"There is an ancient poem in Twiller that has been circulating. There is such a sentence in it, [The white holy beast haunts the sacred Twiller Mountains]. old people, they all know."

The staff member shook his head slightly and said to him.

"It's just that in the past few years, I don't know that the tourist heard this poem from the old man and spread it, and the information that was spread changed in the middle, and it was passed around, and it turned out to be the poem in the Twiller Mountains. There are white unicorns, and there are people adding fuel to the out-of-shape rumors, saying that unicorns will appear in front of the most beautiful and pure girls in the world."

"Because of this incident, many inexplicable people have come here over the years, just to find the so-called unicorn."

Schulos was dumbfounded by the staff's words.

"Then why don't you explain clearly?"

"Why do you need to explain clearly?"

The middle-aged staff member smiled meaningfully.

"Because of the rumor of this unicorn, many people came to Twiller City specially for this, which made our place much more prosperous than before."

Schulos: "..."

Ah, it turned out to be false, he thought he could really see the legendary unicorn following Garlan, it really disappointed him.

…………

Ok?

Wait, something doesn't seem right.

If the white unicorn does not exist at all, then what is the white shadow that Garlan saw that day...?

Moreover, when Schulos recalled it now, he always felt that the white image deliberately led them to the waterfall...

pat.

pat, pat.

It was a very soft sound of treading water.

one more time.

Gently, step on the ground and splash the water.

The very light sound of trampling on the water seems to be right next to my ears.

Sullos froze for a moment.

wrong.

Even though they were beside the big waterfall, the sound of the water pouring down from the waterfall was deafening, making them have to raise their voices to hear them even standing so close to talk.

But what came into my ears...

Not only him, but the middle-aged staff beside him, as well as the city lord Canile who was standing not far away, and everyone by the waterfall at the moment heard the soft sound of water treading.

pat.

Da da.

It was like the sound of four hooves landing lightly, which sounded so unreasonably in their ears, once, once, as if they had stepped into the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone raised their heads in unison and looked in the direction of the voice.

In the dense and emerald green jungle, a light figure ran from among the tall trees.

Its limbs are slender but powerful, and it leaps high with a light kick.

When it came running lightly, its body showed an indescribable graceful arc, even the posture of lightly jumping on the water is so graceful.

pat, pat.

It came running from the forest, jumping on the ground, splashing a few small water splashes when its four hooves stepped on the ground alternately.

It jumped lightly, jumping off the rocks in the flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, it came to the blond boy by the waterfall.

It was a snow-white white deer, like the incarnation of an elf in the mountains.

It has a huge body, almost a head taller than the boy, but its figure is more graceful than anything else.

The bright sun shone on it, and its fine white fur was as smooth as the finest velvet.

The long horns on its head that stand like branches seem to be carved from flawless white jade.

It stood in front of Garlan, its eyes were as clear as water, watching Garlan quietly.

Then, it lowered its head slightly, and delivered the fresh green laurel branch it held in its mouth to the wet hand of the boy.

The waterfall fell from the cliff, splashing layers of cloud-like water vapor.

On the edge where the water splashed and fell, the blond boy stood there, the bright sunlight fell on him.

He raised his head and stared at the white deer in front of him.

The golden pupils reflect the shadow of this beautiful white deer.

He raised his hand and lightly touched the snow-like velvet with his fingertips.

The snow-white white deer stood in front of the young man, lowered his head, and gently approached the young man's cheek.

It's like rubbing shoulders with a teenager.

………………

The sound of running water from the waterfall is still ringing.

And apart from the sound of water, there was no other sound.

When he saw the beautiful white deer, Santo Canile's breath paused.

At this moment, the ancient ballad passed down from the Twillur Mountains flashed in his mind.

Earth God Maghe

The merciful of the gods.

His body turned into the earth, carrying all the burdens.

His blood turned into two rivers, gestating Aaron Landis.

His flesh and blood turned into wheat fields, feeding all his people.

His skeleton turned into a towering mountain.

O holy Twiller, is his spine.

His heart was beating deep in the mountains.

White holy beasts haunt this sacred mountain.

That was his avatar.

Looking down on the land of Aaron Landis from the high mountain.

O holy Mount Twillur, rises above the earth.

Children of Aaron Landis, please remember this.

That white holy beast.

It will only appear in front of the Holy King.