A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The majestic royal palace stands between the sky and the earth, and the dome of the palace, like the top of a mountain, soars into the sky, shining golden in the sun.

In front of the palace hall, there is a magnificent square that is so wide that you can't see the end at a glance.

A sky-reaching avenue spreads out in the middle of the magnificent square, and at the end of the avenue is a towering platform on which stands a huge golden throne.

In the morning, the bright sun shines on the earth.

The rumbling sound resounded on the ground, and a giant chariot slowly approached from the distance of Tongtian Avenue along with the rumbling sound.

It was a huge fiery red chariot, and even the rolling wheels were dyed with red dye. From a distance, it looked like a cluster of burning red flames coming in the light.

Eight majestic horses are divided into two teams to pull the fiery chariot. On one side are horses as white as day, and on the other side are horses as black as night.Holding a whip in one hand and a golden rein in the other, two majestic riders are respectively driving the two rows of steeds.

On the flaming chariot, the tall and strong King Aaron Landis sat boldly on it, his golden-brown hair like a lion shining in the sun.

On both sides of Tongtian Avenue, guards in silver and black armor lined up on both sides, holding silver spears, standing tall and straight, awe-inspiring.

That majestic aura came from the army overwhelmingly, oppressing the air between the heaven and the earth into silence.

When the flaming chariot slowly approached—

"pay tribute!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, crushing stones and cracking the ground.

A hula.

The guards, who were as immovable as stone sculptures, suddenly raised their silver guns to pay tribute to the king who declared their loyalty. The tip of the silver gun shone with a dazzling cold light in the sun, and there was a faint smell of blood coming from it. , revealing an evil spirit of a sea of ​​blood and an abyss.

There was a loud bang, that was the loud bang made by all the silver guns hitting the ground almost at the same second.

The earth seemed to tremble in the loud noise.

The guards in black armor all bent down, held silver spears, knelt on one knee, and greeted their king.

King Kamos.

King of Aaron Landis.

their god.

They will not hesitate to dedicate their bodies and even their souls to their masters!

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All the priests and ministers have long been used to this majestic and exciting scene.

And those teenagers who saw this magnificent scene for the first time were all overwhelmed by this terrifying momentum, almost feeling suffocated.Although they have the blood of the royal family, they are all collateral lines far away from the royal family. Their fathers are at best the lord of a city or the general of an army. Have you ever seen such a scene?

This time, King Kamos allowed them to return to their hometown after participating in the grand ceremony.

These youngsters of the royal blood were still thinking that it would be good to see and see, and they could go back and brag about it, so they were all very happy.But at this moment, the faces of all the ministers walking behind were not much better.

That terrifying momentum had completely overwhelmed them, leaving an indelible impression on their hearts.Even after they go back, after they grow up, or even inherit the position of their parents, they will always remember this scene, and firmly remember the admiration and fear for King Kamos.

At the end of Tongtian Avenue, the flaming chariot stopped, and the owner of the chariot jumped down from the tall chariot, with the fiery red cloak flying in the air behind him.

Then, King Kamos turned around, stretched out his hand and hugged another person on the chariot.

"Can you go by yourself?"

He asked Garlan seriously.

In this kind of scene, even an adult would be overwhelmed by this frightening aura for the first time, let alone a child of seven or eight years old.

Those guards were almost all fought with him in the sea of ​​blood on the battlefield back then, and the evil spirit emanating from them was enough to make most people feel terrified, their hands and feet were weak, and it was unbearable.

Therefore, Kamos carefully looked at Garlan's face at the moment.

In his opinion, Garlan was just a seven or eight-year-old child after all, and he was quite courageous before he was scared to cry in the first roar of the broken rock.

And after passing through the frightening guards on both sides, I am afraid that he is now quite frightened.

It was just that Kamos was not expecting it. The child who was asked by him was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him with confusion in his eyes. His expression seemed to be that he didn't understand why Kamos would ask this question.

In the next second, the child seemed to suddenly realize something and figured out something.

Garlan took a step back abruptly, showing an expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't hug me!"

He looked at King Kamos warily and said.

If he still needs to be hugged on such an occasion... he doesn't want to lose face? !

Kamos: "..."

He has always played cards out of common sense and choked others speechless. He never thought that there would be a day when he would be choked up by a child.

He saw little Garlan looking at him vigilantly, with an expression of 'you are not allowed to pick me up', and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

In the quiet square, under the towering high platform, the thick laughter of King Kamos echoed in the sky.

He laughed loudly and said, "Okay, I won't hug you."

He smiled and said, "Go on your own, follow me!"

As soon as King Kamos turned around, the fiery red cloak flew high behind him.He stepped on the smooth steps made of topaz with his brown and black boots, and strode up.

Garlan, who was somewhat puzzled by Kamos's sudden laugh, was taken aback for a moment. Seeing that Kamos had already climbed a dozen or so steps, he quickly trotted after Kamos with his short legs.

Under the bright and dazzling sunlight, the tall King Kamos sat down on the golden throne, condescending and looking down on all living beings.

Behind the throne, a square stone wall was erected with a protruding lion's head carved on it. The brown stone statue was carved lifelike, as if a real lion was roaring with its mouth open, powerful in all directions.

Garlan, who followed, stood beside him, and he glanced behind him.

Behind the high platform, there are eleven giant statues with a height of more than ten meters standing on the ground. They are the statues of the gods of Aaron Landis.

They surround the high platform of the throne in a fan shape, and all the statues lower their heads slightly, staring at the central throne—symbolizing that the gods are guarding the king of Aaron Landis.

Sitting on the high golden throne, King Kamos looked down at all living beings below. At this moment, his gaze was deep and distant.

He saw the people looking up at him from below, all of them, including those teenagers from all over the world with collateral blood of the royal family, all raised their heads and stared at him with incomparably awe-inspiring eyes, just like looking at the gods in the clouds .

The huge statues of the gods were right behind him, surrounding him, as if using his gaze to make all living beings crawl under his feet.

His eyes swept over those who regarded themselves as the supreme gods. King Kamos turned his head slightly, and glanced at the child standing beside him from the corner of his eye.

The very young child stood quietly, looking down at the people below with a pair of big eyes open.The golden throne was beside him, but he didn't seem to be interested in taking a second look at the throne, and even put one of his little hands on the armrest on the side of the throne casually.

Obviously, to Garlan, this throne is just a chair.

A chair that allows people to sit, support, and hold hands at will.

Kamos raised his eyebrows and smiled indistinctly.

The so-called throne is to be sat under the king's ass.

No one is in awe of a thing sitting under their ass.

Although the words that passed through Kamos' mind were vulgar, they were true to his beliefs and principles as a king.

Those who kneel on the ground and worship the gods will never be able to become gods.

In the same way, those teenagers who are bowing down under the throne in trepidation at the moment and only look up at him in awe will never be able to become real kings.

His gaze swept across from below again, and then, he saw a special gaze.

Different from everyone's eyes looking up at the throne in awe, and different from Garlan's plain eyes that regarded it as an ordinary seat, the black-haired boy looked at him, and at the same time looked at the throne below him, with desire, There is desire, there is a deep ambition to master it.

Kamos was not surprised.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the black-haired boy with such eyes, even if the boy became the final winner, he would still easily drive the boy back with a single sentence.

Only with that kind of look in his eyes can he have the qualification to come to him.

Even though Kamos didn't like that look very much, he would still admit that that young man also had the qualifications to be king.

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Hmm...so what's the boy's name?

King Aaron Landis on the throne thought for three seconds, then gave up and continued to think about this question that he definitely couldn't think of an answer to.

Qualifications belong to qualifications.

But there is no rule that he cannot favor one of them according to his own preferences.

Kamos thought so, and looked away from the boy.

It's just that he didn't notice that the moment he looked away, the young man's eyes turned slightly away from him and his throne, and fell on Garlan who was beside him.

It was just a moment, like floating light, passing by.

Heymos, who glanced at the child, withdrew his gaze, and his slender eyelashes drooped down, casting an invisible shadow in his eyes.

No one noticed him, maybe not even himself.

In the glance he looked over, there was a little unattainable longing hidden in the depths.

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This is the grand ceremony held by Aaron Landis in accordance with the custom, once every three months, on the day when each season is about to end.

This is a ceremony to sacrifice to the gods of Aaron Landis, and it is also a ceremony to announce the majesty and inviolability of the king to the people of Aaron Landis.

At the same time, it is also an important occasion to announce the great events of the country.

King Kamos brought a child to the high platform symbolizing royal power and let him stand beside the throne.

Everyone knows what that means.

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It was night, and it was time to rest. However, due to the sudden flood in a certain city, King Kamos and his subordinate Shemuer had no plans to rest.

The child who had been sitting obediently beside them and listening to them couldn't hold it anymore, and yawned several times with his mouth open.

Kamos noticed, and asked the maid to lead Garlan to rest first.Garlan's residence was arranged in a side hall next to his bedroom, and it took about ten minutes to walk there.

The child who was rubbing his eyes sleepily got up and was led by the female officer to go outside.

Halfway through, Garlan suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked back.

Kamos, who noticed Garlan's sudden return, turned his gaze to ask Garlan what's the matter.However, before he could speak, the child had already spoken first.

"Good night, Brother Wang."

For Garlan who had been reborn several times, this wasn't the first time he called it, so he called it out habitually and very smoothly.

Because I was still a child, my voice hadn't changed yet. The voice was soft and waxy, and when I called out Brother Wang, it was soft and cute, sweet to my heart.

King Kamos, who was caught off guard, was stunned for a moment by the first "Brother King" he heard, and he didn't even realize that Garlan had turned around and left after calling him.

At this moment, in the room where Garlan left and King Kamos stayed in a daze, there was a breathless silence.

For a long time, for a long time.

then……

"... Shemuer."

"Yes?"

King Kamos held his chest, which was so sweet by the sound of Brother Wang, his heart was full of joy, and he had a rippling expression of "I'm so happy, I'm so satisfied, and I'm so happy."

"Ah, I'm so moved, do you feel how moved I am now?"

Ah~ Why is my little prince so cute~~

Ximuer: "..."

The priest of Shamash really wanted to offend the next one, so he raised the scepter in his hand and hit the king's cramped head with a stick.