A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The moon has crossed the middle of the night sky, and it is already the middle of the night. The whole city has become quiet, and most of the people have fallen asleep.

Only the palace is still lit in the dark.

The silver-like moonlight fell on the green grass, covering the scattered blond hair with a thin layer of shimmer, and the young man kneeling on the grass was panting violently.

Sweat oozes from his forehead, soaking his forehead hair.A few strands of grass were stained in the middle of his hair, and there was dust and dirt on his face, making him look disheveled.

My whole body is hurting, my body has been beaten to the ground again and again, and now it hurts like it's falling apart.

Garlan's chest heaved violently. He was panting, grasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, and supported his body with the sword planted in the grass.

After taking a deep breath, he stood up again.It's just that the body is shaking a little, and the movement of standing up is also very reluctant.

Under the moonlight, the skin on the boy's exposed arms and shoulders were all bruised and purple, all of which were marks from the beating just now.

Garlan raised his head, his blond hair was messily scattered in front of his eyes, around his cheeks, and on his shoulders, making him look extremely embarrassed.

But he still stood there gasping for breath, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood the long sword in front of his body, bowed slightly, once again assumed a fighting posture, and looked straight ahead with determination.

In front of the boy, King Kamos stood there.

The moonlight shone from behind him, making his face in the shadow of the backlight, making it difficult for people to see the expression on his face at the moment.

He stood firmly, with his hands hanging by his side, pointing his long sword at the ground, his muscular arms glowing dark brown in the dim light.

The sharp-edged lips were a little tighter than usual, giving people a great sense of awe and oppression.

The eyes of King Kamos hidden in the shadows swept across the rather embarrassed, bruised young man on the opposite side, and something seemed to shrink in the depths of his pupils.

However, he still had that expressionless look on his face. After seeing that Garlan had stood up and was ready to fight again, he took a sudden step forward and slashed down heavily with the long sword in his hand.

A snow-white sharp edge flitted across the night, accompanied by the whistling sound of the broken blade.

Garlan's shoulders tensed suddenly, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the long sword, and faced the chopped heavy sword——

Although he already had a premonition that the strength of his sore and painful arms was no longer strong enough to resist this powerful sword, this time, even the sword in his hand might be thrown out of his hand.

And he will be mercilessly beaten to the ground by Brother Wang again——

Suddenly, a huge but fast-moving brown figure leaped out of the night and thrust itself between the two of them.

Both of them paused for a moment.

The sword in Kamos' hand was still held high in the night sky, and his brows were already wrinkled.

The thick mane spread out in the dark night, and the huge lion stopped in front of Garlan, bowed, his muscles tensed, and he looked like he was ready to go, threatening Kamos. growl.

In the roar, it opened its huge mouth, and the sharp white teeth reflected a cold light.

King Kamos looked at it for a few seconds.

Then, he lowered his raised sword.

Probably because the aggressiveness felt from Kamos has disappeared, and the body of the big lion's taut bow has also eased down.

It gave Kamos another low growl as a warning, then turned its head, and thrust its huge head into Garlan's embrace.

Garlan hadn't come back to his senses and was in a daze when he was suddenly kicked by the mane-covered head, and he was knocked down by Niega without paying attention, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He sat on the grass, subconsciously embracing the head of Nega who kept rubbing against him.

The sword in King Kamos' hand hangs down, standing there, looking sideways.

"You brought this guy here?"

He said, lifting his chin towards the big lion that was making fun of Garlan.

Kaihos and the others have been standing aside, all their attention is on the battle between King Kamos and Garlan... To be precise, Garlan was unilaterally beaten.

When King Kamos said this suddenly, they noticed that Heymos had appeared here at some point.

"Yes."

Heymos replied.

King Kamos snorted.

"Do you think it would be useful to bring this guy?"

Heymos didn't answer this time, he came over, walked between Garlan and King Kamos, then, bowed his head, and knelt down on one knee in front of King Kamos.

He just knelt like this, bowed his head, remained silent, without saying a word.

Almost at the same time as he knelt down, Kaihos also quickly walked up to Garlan and knelt down at the feet of King Kamos.

He also didn't say a word, just kneeling quietly.

Miss Taputi was still holding King Kamos's cloak in her hand, and she also stepped forward to stop Garlan, looking at King Kamos with a beseeching look in her eyes.

Kamos glanced over the few people blocking him, and then landed on Garlan.

"Garlan, how does it feel to be protected by these people you abandoned?"

he said, expressionless.

Garlan, who was sitting on the grass, paused for breath slightly.

His lips moved and opened, but he didn't make a sound, because he didn't know what to say, so he could only grasp Nega's mane subconsciously.

"You thought that you just left the throne, that it was just something you didn't want. But you didn't think that what you did was to abandon all the people who followed you and protected you all these years. "

In the dark night, the Lion King's voice became deeper and deeper.

"No matter what the excuse, you abandoned them, that's the truth."

Even his brother Wang was abandoned together——

"Until now, I don't know what your reason for rejecting the throne is."

He said, "But, Garlan, you don't understand, it's not you who choose the throne, no one is qualified to choose it, but the throne chooses who can sit on it."

"The chosen ones have no right to refuse!"

After King Kamos finished speaking forcefully, he raised his hand and swung it vigorously. The sharp sword thrown by him stabbed the ground heavily, and the blade sank halfway into the ground.

Then, he turned around and left.

Only the long sword was left standing obliquely on the ground, reflecting the faint moonlight.

Heymos was cast a sideways glance by King Kamos before he left, and knew that King Kamos's gaze meant that he wanted to follow up to report about the city of Meneste, so he had to get up and follow.

Ximuer glanced at Garlan who was kneeling on the grass, said nothing, and followed the footsteps of King Kamos with Heymos.

And Taputi stood up, looking distressed at the bruises on Garlan's body from the beating, and wanted to say something, but found that he was still holding the cloak of King Kamos, so he had to shut his mouth again. , turned around and walked quickly to the room not far away.

Only Garlan and Kaihos were left in the garden, and the place became quiet again. In the dark night, no one spoke.

The big lion didn't understand the complex atmosphere among human beings, and only cared about Garlan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Garlan stroked Nega's mane with one hand, and Nega, who was brushed, was very happy, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, but Garlan couldn't be happy.

Just as he was kneeling on the grass in a daze, a hand reached out to him.

He looked up, meeting the gaze of his guardian knight.

Kayhos knelt in front of him and reached out, as if trying to lift him up.

Garlan shook his head, and stood up on his own, somewhat unsteadily but still supporting the ground.

He stood up, but Keyhos was still kneeling in front of him on one knee, showing no intention of getting up.

Garlan looked at Kaihos hesitantly, and didn't know what to say for a while, but felt that the atmosphere was extremely stiff, so he could only keep rubbing Nega's mane to cover up his embarrassment.

Garlan didn't know what to say, but Kaihos who was kneeling spoke.

He said, "Your Highness, do you think... I am useless?"

"what?"

"Because I'm useless, you don't want to tell me anything."

The blond knight lowered his head and his voice was very low. He clenched his hand on the ground tightly, and it was obvious that he was very sad now.

"Because I'm useless and can't help you, so I was abandoned by you. It's all because I'm too weak to let you depend on me, and I can't help Your Highness to share your troubles."

"No... that's not the case."

These words of Kaihos stunned Garlan for a moment. Looking at Kaihos who was depressed, he quickly shook his head in denial.

"It has nothing to do with you, Kaihos. I am too self-willed, so I..."

"No, Your Highness is not wrong. It must be me who is wrong. I am not capable of being your guardian knight, so I am not trusted by you. This is all my own problem!"

Interrupting Garlan's words, Kyhos said firmly.

"I am not qualified to be your guardian knight, so I was abandoned by you. I have no complaints about it."

He says,

"As a guardian knight abandoned by my master, I have no face to face you again, and no face to continue living in this world."

The blond knight stretched out his hand, and grabbed the long sword that Garlan had dropped on the ground when he was arched by Nega just now.

"The reason why I have lived so brazenly is that I want to see you one last time before I die."

He said in a deep voice, and rested the blade on his neck with his backhand.

"Prince Garlan, I am very happy to serve you so far. From now on, I..."

"Wait, wait a minute! Stop it!"

Garlan squeezed Kaihos' hand.

He was terrified.

"You are not wrong, it was me who was wrong, I did something wrong, it has nothing to do with you, don't do this! Put down the sword!"

"No, prince, you can't be wrong, it must be something I did wrong."

"No, you are very good, very good, I have always been proud of you, so don't do such stupid things!"

"But I have already been abandoned by you, prince. A guardian knight who leaves his master will be regarded as a disgrace by everyone. Rather than being reduced to that point, it is better..."

Um?Will a guardian knight who leaves his master be looked down upon by others?

Is there such a saying?

Garlan was puzzled for a moment.

Kaihos, who was staring at him, made a sudden force, and the sharp blade plunged into the skin of Kaihos' throat, cutting a shallow bloodstain, and the blood oozed out instantly.

This time, Garlan didn't have the time to think about it anymore, and immediately put his doubts behind him, and firmly pressed Kaihos' hand.

"I won't abandon you, Kyhoes, not whatever happens!"

Garlan, who was frightened by the bloodstain, tried his best to coax Kaihos, fearing that the other's hand would shake, which would lead to irreversible consequences.

"You are my guardian knight, and you will be in this life."

"You won't hide anything from me in the future, will you?"

"will not."

"Would you discuss anything with me?"

"Yes, it will."

"Do you still want to leave the palace?"

"No, I'm not leaving."

"It doesn't matter if you want to leave, but will you take me with you?"

"I said I won't... If there is a day, I will definitely take you with me."

"You swear?"

"I swear, in the name of Shamash, no matter what happens, I will never leave you again. So, Kyhos, put down the sword quickly—"

"Okay, Your Highness."

As soon as Garlan finished swearing, Kaihos immediately put down the sword around his neck in a good manner.

He stood up, raised his eyebrows and gave his Master a bright smile.

Gallan: "..."

No... I always feel... This scene seems to have happened many years ago?

... Seems like a replay of the scene where Kyjos became his Guardian Knight?

After quite a while, Garlan, who finally came back to his senses, stared at the guardian knight in front of him, grinding his teeth.

"...Kayhors."

"Yes?"

The knight responded calmly.

"After all, you are the famous 'Knight of the Scorching Sun', but don't you feel ashamed to use such tricks like women and children crying, making trouble, and hanged yourself!"

The little prince, who had been bluffed by Caihors's trick, pointed at his knight angrily.

"do not think so."

Answer in a second.

Gallan: "..."

Lost in a second.

"At least you care about your honor as a knight..."

he muttered softly.

Kyhos smiled, and he raised his hand to hold the hand Garlan was pointing at him.

"Prince Garlan."

The blond knight held Garlan's hand, lowered his eyes, and the smile faded from his handsome face.

He lowered his eyes, and there was still a little blood oozing from the bloody mouth on his throat, which made people horrified.

"I am your guardian knight, this is my greatest honor...until the day of my death, I will walk into my grave with this honor."

He bent down and kissed his prince's hand.

"My prince, please remember..."

He spoke softly, word for word.

"If I am abandoned by you, for me, it is no different from death."

The garden was quiet for a long time.

After a long time, Garlan's voice resounded in the night.

"……sorry."

Accompanied by this soft sound of apology, the big lion gave a low cry of doubt.

…………

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

In the dead of night, the lights were still on in the king's bedroom, and King Kamos sat on the stone seat with a gloomy expression.

Heymos, who had finished reporting about the city of Meneste, had already left. At this moment, only King Kamos and the priest of Shamash were left in the room.

King Kamos sat with a sullen face, still expressionless.

Ximuer looked up, and he saw that the hand of King Kamos on the armrest was clenched tightly and very hard.

That pair of fiery coal-like eyes stared at him, as if frozen.

It seems that the king is still angry about the matter of Prince Garlan.

So thought the priest of Shamash.

He has been sitting there with a straight face for a long time since just now, motionless, and his anger doesn't look light.

However, it is not good to continue to make the king angry with the prince, after all, the prince has also been taught a lesson.

Shemur thought.

Only this time, he reluctantly interceded for Prince Garlan, so that King Kamos could calm down and forgive the prince.

After making a decision, Shemuer coughed lightly.

"Your Majesty, I know you are very angry this time. Prince Garlan has indeed made a big mistake."

He says,

"However, he has already received the punishment he deserved. Moreover, His Royal Highness Heymos also said just now that Prince Garlan came back on his own initiative. From the look of the prince, he should have realized his mistake and repented." meaning."

"So, please forgive the prince for his mistakes. After all, you have already taught him a lesson..."

"Enough! Say no more!"

Shemuel's intercession for Garlan was roughly interrupted by King Kamos.

Shemuer's heart trembled.

It seems that this time King Kamos is really angry, and he is still angry with Prince Garlan. Could it be that he is already disappointed in the prince and plans to give up on him?

No, that's not okay.

Just when Ximuer was anxious to persuade King Kamos, Kamos had already continued talking.

"Don't remind me of this again, Shemuel."

King Kamos put his head in his hands and moaned feebly.

"I hit Garlan...I hit him...Ximuer, why didn't you stop me!"

He raised his head and glared at Shemuer.

Ximuer: "???"

So is it my fault?

I saw that the lion king who was sitting dignifiedly a second ago exuding an oppressive aura had stood up and was circling around the room like a headless fly, circling around in circles.

"Ah, I actually did it, I actually did it to that child... I don't want to, I really don't want to... Why do you think I did it?"

"I don't know if it hurts...it must be very painful, I fell so hard, my body is bruised...I should be lighter...ahhh!"

Kamos went around in circles, while chanting, scratching his head vigorously with both hands, and messing up his brown hair.

Finally, he stopped circling the room and looked up at his priest.

"Ximuer, tell me, will Garlan hate me and ignore me in the future?"

No matter how you look at the eyes that the big lion king is looking at at this moment, it gives people a pitiful feeling.

Ximuer: "..."

do not want to answer.

Just want to punch someone.

Just want to make the following mistakes.