A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The bright sun shines on the earth, and the breeze passes by, sparkling on the crescent-shaped pool, and the fragrance of the lavender lotus flower spreading among the green leaves on the water surface is rolled into the wind.

The sweet breeze wrapped around the huge round stone pillar mischievously, and then blew into the hall.The spacious high platform is covered with soft and cool ice silk cloth, the snow-white cloth hangs down along the edge of the high platform, and the corners embroidered with gold thread are on the bluestone floor.

The king of Aaron Landis sat on the high platform, with one foot crossed, and one foot fell from the edge of the high platform, stepping on the ground.He was wearing the same simple and neat clothes as he had seen for the first time, except for the brown leather wristband with gold patterns embedded on his wrist, there were no other accessories around his body.

He propped his side cheek with one hand, tilted his head and looked at Wang Di who was sitting cross-legged beside him, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression looked extremely happy.

His brother's attention was not on him, but looking down at the little brown hairballs rolling around in front of him.

The little hairy ball was holding a half-baked piece of meat with its two small paws, trying to bite on it, but, although it worked hard, its small teeth were not sharp enough, so it was holding the piece of meat and tearing it. After biting for a while, I gnawed off a small piece.

From Garlan's point of view, he felt that the little milk lion was rolling around like playing with a ball of meat.

"Naga."

After a while, he stared at the little lion and said softly.

The corners of Kamos King's lips twitched as he watched him and the lion cub.

"Yes, that's the name you gave it." He asked, "Decided?"

"Yes."

"Nega, the patron saint of destruction and war..." Kamos smiled, "It seems that you have high expectations for this little guy."

"Because... its father is so powerful, it should also..."

Garlan replied vaguely.

He thought, after all, he is a fearsome lion who will follow you in the south and north in the future, Brother Wang, so he deserves a majestic name.

Otherwise, when the big lion needs to appear on the battlefield in the future, Brother Kamos, you will shout loudly in front of everyone——

'Mimi, go! '

'Mimi, bite him! '

'Mimi, come with me! '

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He suddenly had the urge to simply name this little hairball Mimi.

Shaking his head, to get rid of the spoof thoughts in his mind, Garlan looked down at the little hairball in front of him who was still struggling with the flesh, why did he feel so useless?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help stretching out his fingers and poking that fluffy little head.The little milk lion that had been poked on the top of its head put down the piece of meat it was trying to gnaw, looked up at him with its little head, then threw the piece of meat aside, rolled around, turned its back to the sky, with its limbs up, and pointed at Gal Lan showed her chubby belly, stared at Garlan with sparkling eyes, and then let out a childish howl.

rub me rub me~~

Gallan: "..."

I think your name should be Mimi...

Naturally, Kamos didn't know what Garlan was thinking at the moment. If he knew, he would probably have to twitch the corner of his mouth twice, and then deprive a certain child of the right to name him.

Footsteps sounded from outside, from far to near, walking towards this side.

The priest of Shamash, holding a scepter, walked through the steps, walked into the hall, stood under the high platform, bowed slightly and bowed his head to salute King Kamos above.

"King Kamos, the decree will be announced to all parts of the country tomorrow." He said with a calm face, "Please affix the imperial seal."

After finishing speaking, Xie Muer stepped forward, holding a rectangular cyan stone plate with both hands. The stone plate contained snow-white and delicate white mud. The surface of the white mud was sunken. Qi text.

The language of the text is beautiful and gorgeous, to the effect that King Kamos has chosen two younger brothers and is now announcing the matter to the whole country.

The white mud on the bluestone plate was still wet and soft at the moment. Kamos read the words on the white mud from beginning to end, and confirmed that they were correct. Then he took off the gold ring on his middle finger, which was carved with green malachite. It is a small imperial seal with exquisite texture and special characters.

Camos pressed it down on the soft white clay, leaving a clear pattern on the white clay.

After King Kamos affixed the imperial seal, Xie Muer handed over the bluestone slab to his subordinates who followed him.His servants bowed and retreated. They will send the bluestone slab to the firing place. After baking, the white clay will harden and become extremely smooth porcelain, and the words and patterns on it will be It is completely fixed and cannot be changed.The original version left in the royal city will still have gold threads infiltrated into the lines of the characters.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the king's will being altered by people with ulterior motives.

At the same time, using this form of imperial decree can also make the king's will appear more unique and sacred.

"there's one more thing."

The subordinates escorted the decree away, but Shemuer was still standing there, with his usual expressionless face, and spoke.

"Please designate the instructors of the two princes as soon as possible."

Prince Garlan.

Prince Heymos.

These two princes, as the younger brothers of King Kamos, initially had the temporary right to inherit the throne.

However, this is only temporary. With King Kamos having no offspring, they need to grow up as soon as possible.

Kamos stroked his stubbled chin.

"You count as one." He said without thinking, "How about it, Ximuer, which one do you want to teach?"

"It's up to you, King Kamos."

"What if I let you choose?"

"..." The priest of Shamash was silent for a moment, and then he answered calmly, "I will choose to teach Prince Heymos."

The tone of his answer was very steady, without the slightest ups and downs, even if the other prince he didn't choose was there, his answer was still decisive.

The blond child paused for a second while rubbing the little milk lion's soft belly, and then continued to rub, but a little harder, making Nega, who was lying on the ground with his limbs upturned, tilt his head and look at him. .

Garlan and those little bean-sized eyes looked at each other for a moment, then stretched out his hand, picked up the little milk lion, hugged it into his arms, and stroked the little fluffy head one after another.

Although he had already guessed the ending, his chest still felt uncontrollably cold for a moment when Shemuer said that sentence.

Fortunately, this warm and fluffy little guy eased the chill in his chest.

It turned out to be the case.

he thinks.

From the very beginning, Heymos was what Shemur wanted to choose.

It turned out that from the beginning, this person was not willing to teach him.

Then, no wonder, no wonder this person could abandon him after more than eight years, after all, that was Ximuer's choice at the beginning.

……

It has nothing to do with me.

Garlan was stroking the little lion in his arms, and Nega was lying on his arm, rubbing his little head left and right on his chest.

he thinks.

This so-called younger brother, the so-called prince of Aaron Landis, he can't do it for long.

He is very stubborn and stubborn. Now that he has made a decision, he will go all the way to the end.

He said he didn't want that throne anymore, he just didn't want it.

Therefore, Xie Muer can choose whoever he likes, and he doesn't care.

King Kamos looked down at Priest Shamash who calmly looked back at him, and then glanced at Garlan who was playing with the little milk lion as if he hadn't heard Shemur's words at all. The horn raised slightly.

"Garlan, it's time for you to take a nap." He smiled and patted Garlan's head and said, "If you don't sleep much, you won't grow tall~"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, signaling for someone to come, and asked the guards to take Xiao Wangdi to the side bedroom next to him for a nap.

The child raised his head, and his big golden pupils glanced at him. Without saying anything, he obediently put down the little lion in his arms, and stuffed the gnawed incomplete piece of meat into the little lion's paws again, then got up and followed the maid who was serving him. left.

After Garlan left, Kamos raised his hand to signal the maids, guards, and servants who were serving him to retreat, so that only he and Shemuer were left in the room.

"You choose...uh, who is that?...uh, it seems to be called, heh, heh...hehe?"

King Kamos pondered for a while before he remembered the name of the black-haired boy.

"...Prince Heymos."

Shemuer choked for a moment, then replied.

"Oh, I know."

Kamos said, waving his hand.

"Ximur, I appoint you to be the teacher of Garlan."

He said the final word.

After thinking about it, he added a few more words.

"Garlan will leave it to you. Take good care of him. You are not allowed to scold him, let alone beat him. Well, he is not allowed to be reprimanded. In short, you are not allowed to bully him."

Ximuer: "..."

Since you forced the appointment, what's the point of asking me to choose someone just now?

And don't talk about beatings and scolding, and don't give up reprimands, how can I teach?

Although he was thinking dissatisfiedly in his heart, his face was still calm, and he bowed his head slightly to salute.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He calmly accepted the assignment from King Kamos.

Sitting on a high platform, King Kamos looked down at him, with one hand on the lap of his folded left leg, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Are you scolding me in your heart?"

"........."

To say 'yes' is to disrespect the king.

To say 'no' is to lie to the king, and it is also disrespectful.

So Shemuer chose to remain silent.

Kamos laughed loudly.

"Do you think I'm overpowering?"

Shemuer pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth to answer.

"Prince Garlan is weak."

He said it bluntly, his words hit the nail on the head, without any tact or cover-up.

"He can't afford Aaron Landis' future."

Camos was still laughing.

"Ximuer, don't you think this sentence is familiar?"

"........."

"'Prince Kamos! How can you bear the future of Aaron Landis like you are now!'... this sentence." Kamus, who has become the king of Aaron Landis and is loved by all people, deliberately used it He imitated Ximuer's voice with a strange emphasis, "I have heard this sentence from you no less than ten times since I was a child. You always feel that I am not a qualified prince."

He said, "Now?"

He smiled lightly and said, "Do you think I am a qualified king?"

Shemuer leaned over and knelt down, holding the scepter in one hand and putting it on the ground, while covering his heart with the other.

"You are the well-deserved king of Aaron Landis."

He said, categorically and from the heart.

"Yeah, I think so too, no one can do better than me."

Kamos said, in a tone of course.

He doesn't need to be humble, he saved Aaron Landis, that's his responsibility, and it's also his pride.

"So, Shemuer, don't jump to conclusions too quickly."

As he said this, he suddenly changed the subject, pointing to the little milk lion who was still struggling with the meat with its blunt teeth.

The little lion Nega, who is holding a piece of meat, is rolling around, no matter how you look at it, it is so cute.

Kamos was amused.

"Look, how is this little guy? Doesn't he look silly?"

Ximuer: "?"

He looked at the little milk lion who was not yet full moon in doubt, wondering why King Kamos suddenly mentioned it.

"Look, isn't it cute? It's as cute as my younger brother, isn't it?"

As King Kamos said, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the little Niega with his big hand, and squeezed it in his hand.

The little milk lion who was gnawing hard on the meat was suddenly caught, and the person who caught him was the person he hated the most. He became angry immediately, opened his small mouth, showing small fangs, and grabbed it fiercely. He bit down on his own fingers.

Kamos smiled and let it bite. His fingers were already full of calluses, with rough skin and thick flesh. Nega's small fangs gnawed on his fingers for a long time without moving, and his fingers were only covered with a layer of paste. saliva.

"Cute is cute, but looks weak, doesn't it?"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, forming a thin slit. Suddenly, a terrible oppressive force emanated from his body, and his hands clenched tightly.

"Look, it's so weak, so small, I can crush it to death with a little force."

Shemuer stood below and watched quietly, he just watched without saying anything.

The little milk lion groaned from being pinched, obviously it hurt and felt uncomfortable, but it just groaned and continued to bite the finger that was holding it fiercely, scratching and biting, Very vicious.

That's because it's a wild beast... No, it should be said, it's its innate ferocity and pride as the future king of all beasts.

King Kamos smiled, let go of his hand, and let go of Little Nega.

The little hairball that was put down turned over, rolled and stood up, neither fleeing nor afraid, just standing there and yelling fiercely at Kamos.

"Those little things that can only be pets by nature, as long as they see me, they will turn around and run away in fright, and once they are approached by me, they will tremble in fright..."

Kamos said, "But this little guy, even if I caught him, would bite me fiercely."

"Even if he looks like a very weak little guy now, he will become a fearsome lion in the future."

"Indeed, that child does look very weak now. To us, he is so weak that we can crush him to death with one hand."

King Kamos said with a smile that his sitting posture looked very lazy, but even if he just sat there quietly, he was like a brown lion lazily lying on the ground, with an invisible deterrent force .

He squinted and smiled, and there was a kind of interest in his golden brown eyes.

"Even for such a weak child, maybe in the future, he can become a lion that can shake the world with a single roar...?"

He paused.

"So, Shemur, can you be a little patient?"

He says,

"After all, that's the only little guy in this world who has defeated the invincible King Kamos."

Shemuer, who had been silent all this time, frowned upon hearing this.

"...Victory?"

he asked suspiciously.

When and where did something happen that he didn't know about?

King Kamos: "..."

Accidentally slipped my mouth...

He changed the subject quickly.

"Anyway, it's decided like this."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand willfully to drive someone away.

"You can leave."

As the mighty King Kamos, it is impossible for others to know about that embarrassing thing, even in this lifetime.

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However, our mighty King Kamos didn't know that shortly after, His Excellency the Priest directly asked his new disciple—yes, that well-behaved (?) little prince who answered whatever he asked. ——Then Ximuer got an answer that made him want to hit someone.

The author has something to say: When I grow up, I will become you~~