A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The months-long war that took place on the land of Aaron Landis finally came to an end.

For the Aaron Landis people, this period was the most worrying and difficult time in their life, even more difficult than when they were besieged by many countries more than ten years ago.

After all, when the coalition forces of many countries attacked them back then, although they were very powerful, they were still firmly stopped by the army led by King Kamos on the border, preventing the enemy from stepping into Aaron Landis.

But this time, the Gastadians from the extreme north had actually wreaked havoc on the land of Aaron Landis for several months, and almost knocked down the royal city.

During this period of time, everyone in Aaron Landis was worried and terrified, but for the onlookers from other countries on the mainland, they watched a good show.

First, the Gastadians colluded with the All Things Cult and set a trap in Judas City. In this battle, King Kamos died in battle and the three major legions were destroyed.

The Geshu people in the north suppressed the border, and the Yisi people invaded in the east.

The Gastadians drove straight in from the west and came under the king's city.

The Lion King is dead, and the people of Aaron Landis are scattered.

Aaron Landis is done.

Almost everyone believed that Aaron Landis's demise was imminent.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two princes of Aaron Landis rose up to resist.

A man who sticks to the king's city makes the Gastadians unable to attack for a long time.

One recaptured the city of Judas and mobilized an army of 10,000+ to cut off the back road of the Gasdads.

The lion flag with red background and gold pattern was erected again and fluttered on the ground.

The situation of Aaron Landis was stabilized by them in one fell swoop.

Seeing that they were about to be flanked by the two princes, the Gastadians resolutely gave up attacking the king's city, and then made a feint, and rushed eastward and westward to the northern border, trying to destroy the northern army with a flanking attack with the Geshurians.

This move was seen through by Prince Garlan, who abruptly stopped him before the Northland.

A total of more than 30 troops from both sides fell into a field battle in the North.

After more than ten days of confrontation, the Gastadians had to retreat due to lack of food and grass.

Aaron Landis took advantage of the victory and pursued.

It seemed that the invaders were about to be driven away, however, a sudden change occurred.

A plague suddenly broke out in the army of Aaron Landis, and the hearts of the people were fluctuating and the morale of the army was slackened. Many troops fled one after another, and a large number of soldiers died of illness.

Seeing that this army was about to crumble, the Gastadians took the opportunity to turn around and strike——

Aaron Landis is sure to end.

Once again, observers in other countries think so.

However, the mutation happened again.

The so-called 'plague' of the Aaron Landisians is just a trap.

The Gastard army fell into a trap.

Tire broke through with less than 10,000 cavalry and fled, but was destroyed by the [-]+ army he left behind.

Everyone who was slapped in the face again: "..."

Later, seeing that Tire was about to flee into the territory of Kanal, he intended to make a comeback in the future.

An Aaron Landis army suddenly appeared and brazenly intercepted it before the border.

Afterwards, Crown Prince Garlan led his troops in pursuit.

'Battle of Lomar'.

Because this battle took place on the Lomar Plain, so later generations called this battle.

In the battle, Prince Tyre died in battle.

The Gastadian army was wiped out.

The Geshurians in the north quickly retreated from the frontier.

The Islamic State army in the east also retreated to the country soon after.

The great victory at the Battle of Lomar showed that Gastard's invasion of Aaron Landis was a complete failure, and it also declared the end of this much-anticipated battle.

In this war, the twists and turns of the battle really made the spectators from other countries couldn't help being amazed.

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After the Battle of Lomar, the veteran Carleni stayed here to deal with follow-up matters, wipe out the remnants of the Gastades, and at the same time be responsible for rebuilding the Sixth Army guarding the western border.

After the destruction of the First Legion, that is, the Guards, some of the captured soldiers were sent to the border by the Gastadians to become slaves. In the Guards.

Garlan led the First Army and half of the army back to the city of Judas, leaving the remaining half to Kareni.

He couldn't stay on the western border for a long time, and Wangcheng sent messages one after another, urging him, as the crown prince, to go back to Wangcheng as soon as possible.

Not only was he asked to escort the body of King Kamos back to the royal city as soon as possible, but also, after several months of war, large areas of Aaron Landis needed to be rebuilt and revived as soon as possible, and various government affairs piled up like a mountain.

However, on the way Garlan led his troops back to the royal city, a certain subtle atmosphere emerged little by little.

The people in the royal city who were still immersed in the victory and celebrating may not have noticed this, but this subtle atmosphere has gradually begun to envelope the entire palace.

As the crown prince is about to arrive in the royal city, the hearts of the people in the palace are floating, and everyone has their own thoughts.

A thick-faced middle-aged man was wearing a heavy flame-red armor, striding across the corridor against the sun, and walked into the government office in front of him.

"Ximuer, you should have sensed that people's hearts have been a little impetuous recently."

The man said in a deep voice.

As soon as he stood towards the window, his burly physique blocked most of the sunlight.

The head of the Royal Knights stood bent over, with one hand on the table, staring at the priest opposite the desk.

The priest of Shamash sat behind a table, thick sheets of parchment stacked high on one side.

When Sako was speaking, he was writing quickly on a piece of paper, and then raised the quill to dip the ink.

And Sage suddenly pressed one hand on the table, the ink box shook, and the ink inside swirled a bit, splashing a little on Shemuer's fingertips.

The fingers holding the quill pen paused slightly, Shemuer frowned and put down the pen.

"I know."

He replied.

The priest with severe cleanliness frowned, picked up the white towel that was put aside, and vigorously wiped away the little ink stain that splashed on his fingertips.

I don't know whether he frowned because of Sako's words, or because of his dirty fingers.

Even Sage, the head of the Royal Knights, who has always been indifferent to the political affairs in the palace, can see it. As a person standing in the turbulent vortex, how could Shemuer not feel it.

As Garlan was about to return to the royal city, the dark tide surged in the royal city.

The key point of the surge is the owner of the throne.

Logically speaking, Garlan, as the crown prince appointed by King Kamos himself, should be a well-deserved successor to the throne.

But the problem is that besides Garlan, there is Heymos.

The prince also has the right of inheritance.

In this battle, Heymos successively made great achievements in defeating the northern Geshurians, defending the king's city, and intercepting and killing Prince Gastard Tyr, which made his prestige both in the north and in the king's city Both have risen a lot.

Moreover, Heymos already has the closest royal bloodline, with noble bloodlines and amazing military strength, and his performance as the commander-in-chief of an army on the battlefield is even more impeccable.

His martial prowess is not inferior to the Lion King Kamos at all.

Such Heymos has great competitiveness for the throne.

Sage knew that the relationship between the two princes was very close and they valued each other very much.

Unpredictable.

Under the temptation of the throne, even the biological father and son brothers will turn against him.

Although he and Ximuer must obey the will of King Kamos and be loyal to Prince Garlan.

But if Prince Heymos is determined to fight for the throne, there are definitely many forces supporting him.

Aaron Landis has just repelled the invaders, and the situation has just stabilized, and if at this time, the two princes start fighting over the throne again...

"What are you going to do?"

Sako asked.

"We can't do anything."

Can't do anything either.

Compared with Sage's dignified expression, the priest of Shamash looked very calm. After wiping his fingers, he picked up the pen and continued to write on the document.

"We'll just have to wait," he said.

Although with the return of Prince Garlan, the royal city was turbulent, but Shemuer had no plans to meet Prince Heymos.

He knew that character very well.

No one can influence that decision, not even King Kamos back then.

Therefore, the only thing he can do now is to wait.

Waiting for Heymos to make a decision.

………………

It was already late at night, and the army camped near a lake to rest.

The dark night sky enveloped the land, and the campfire was burning in the camp, lighting up the night sky.

However, even though it was very late at night, some people in the camp still had trouble falling asleep.

The starry sky, reflected on the calm lake, is full of stars.

The lake water is crystal clear, and when the wind blows, the water surface shakes slightly, sparkling.

However, in this silent night, there were a few people arguing in low voices by the lake.

"Sisna, what are you going to do?"

"How to do what?"

"Don't play dumb, we will arrive at the royal city with His Royal Highness Garlan soon, and His Royal Highness Heymos is also in the royal city."

A younger-looking general said, "Which side are you on if...?"

The words behind "if" are not clearly stated, but both of them know it well.

"..."

The other person said nothing.

The throne cannot be left unattended for long.

Now that the foreign war is over, it is only natural that everyone's eyes are focused on one place.

throne.

Prince Garlan.

Prince Heymos.

Both are eligible for the throne.

Although Prince Garlan is the orthodox successor, Prince Heymos also has a contender.

With the throne in front, no one in this world would not covet it, especially His Royal Highness Heymos is a world-renowned powerhouse.

The strong will never be inferior to others.

And as the top among the strong, it is even more impossible for this Highness to give up the throne easily.

In fact, for these generals from various cities, after this battle is over, after escorting the body of King Kamos back to the royal city, they will lead their army back to their city.

So, it doesn't make a difference to them whichever prince inherits the throne.

They just need to continue to serve the new king as they did to King Kamos.

only……

"I used to think His Highness Heymos was more suitable to inherit the throne, but now..."

Someone scratched their heads.

Someone said unconvinced: "Anyway, His Highness Garlan is the crown prince appointed by King Kamos himself, and his name is justified, and he is also the one who drove away the Gastads and avenged King Kamos."

"But His Royal Highness Heymos also made great achievements, and he also has the support of the Northland Legion behind him, and he also defended the royal city. Most importantly, he is really strong."

"Yes, he is called the 'Black Knight of Hell'. It is said that no one in this world can suppress him except the deceased King Kamos. His Highness Garlan is very good, but in terms of martial prowess, he may not be able to... "

Others looked worried.

"I heard that His Highness is extremely cruel. If he sits on the throne, will the Crown Prince be in danger?"

"This……"

The battle for the throne should have had nothing to do with them.

But during this period of time, they have been traveling with the young crown prince, and their hearts have long been unknowingly inclined to this tough and intelligent crown prince.

They couldn't help being a little worried about the fact that the crown prince was about to fall into the battle for the throne.

It's just that no matter how they discuss the matter in private, it will not help the reality after all.

After talking for a period of time, these generals could only leave with heavy hearts, and went back to their respective camps to rest, although it might be difficult to sleep.

As soon as they left, the lake became quiet.

The generals didn't notice that after they left, a tall figure walked out from the shadow of the nearby jungle.

Starlight illuminated the man's golden hair.

Kehoes stood by the lake, staring at the sparkling lake, with a thoughtful expression.

He came to the lake one step ahead of those generals.

At that time, in the dark night, he was lying by the lake with his hands on his head, blowing the cool night breeze, looking at the bright stars in the night sky, and wanted to enjoy this rare and comfortable time and relax himself.

Unexpectedly, before he could relax for a long time, those generals suddenly came not far away, arguing in a low voice.

As the guardian knight of the prince, the content of their argument really made it inconvenient for Kaihos to go out, so he could only hide it.

But what those generals said was all heard by him.

Heymos returned to the royal city immediately without saying anything after the battle of Lomar.

Kejos wasn't sure what Huimos was thinking.

After all, this His Highness is a person with unpredictable thoughts and mood swings—except for his feelings for the prince.

Heymos will not harm the prince.

Keyhors was sure of that.

Heymos had extremely strong feelings for Prince Garlan.

Kyhos had to admit that that feeling might have been stronger than his feeling for the prince, and King Kamos's feeling for the prince.

He even faintly felt that this feeling was so strong that it could be described as terrifying.

This made Keyhos very uneasy.

Yes, Heymos cared about the prince and would never hurt him.

However, Heymos also wanted the throne.

It is precisely because of this that the prince has chosen to leave without saying goodbye in the past.

Moreover, this kind of strong emotion born of love, Kyhors is very clear.

All his life he played around with flowers, and occasionally met one or two women who had extreme feelings for him.

It is precisely because he has encountered it before that he knows how terrible the consequences of too strong feelings can be.

It often drives people crazy, out of control, and to do things that cannot be undone.

The so-called love inevitably contains a deep desire for exclusiveness.

eager to get each other.

Eager to monopolize everything the other has.

And Heymos himself is a paranoid person. When this desire cannot be satisfied and he cannot get what he wants, his paranoid personality will infinitely amplify his strong feelings to the point where he cannot suppress them the extremes of—

In particular, Prince Garlan seems to have no intention of responding to Heymos' feelings so far.

And if the prince sits on the throne and becomes king, but still wholeheartedly rejects Heymos, then Heymos will never get the prince in his life.

Presumably Heymos himself knew this very well.

However, if the throne is taken away, even if Prince Garlan is unwilling, Heymos, who has become king, can forcefully imprison the prince by his side.

Completely monopolize the prince, for a lifetime.

It's not impossible.

After all, Heymos' paranoid temperament and his desire for the prince are really...

Only, if Heymos really did such a thing, for the prince who trusted Heymos...it must be a very painful thing for him.

Staring at the lake in a daze for a long time, the blond guardian knight could only sigh softly after all.

No matter how worried he was, it was useless.

He can't do anything.

Everything can only be decided by Heymos himself.

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The sun is high in the sky, spring has come to the land of Aaron Landis, and the continuous spring rain has passed.

The bright sunlight illuminates the endless green grass on the earth, dotted with sporadic white flowers.

On this day, the huge army finally arrived under the royal city.

After several months, Garlan finally returned to the royal city again.

It's like an eternity.

At this time, he was standing in front of the royal city on horseback, looking up at the tall city wall with holes and holes.

The city wall of the royal city is still as magnificent as in memory, but the potholes on the city wall make it more vicissitudes. From this, we can see how fierce and difficult the battle to defend the royal city was.

Garlan raised his head.

The golden silk-like long hair that reflected the sun was blown by the wind, flying up from his cheeks.

Bright sunlight fell into his golden pupils.

No one knew what the young man who was watching Wangcheng was thinking at this moment.

In order to guard against some Gastadians who are still fleeing, the royal city is still temporarily locked down.

At this moment, the huge city gate slowly rose.

The outer city gate landed slowly and landed on the moat, becoming a bridge across the river.

Heymos in pitch-black armor rode a horse and led the crowd to appear slowly from the city gate.

After crossing the outer gate on the moat, everyone else got off their horses and stood where they were.

Heymos was the only one who still rode his horse slowly towards Garlan who was standing at the front of the army under everyone's gaze.

Garlan sat on the horse and stood there watching Heymos approaching him.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on the two people who were gradually approaching.

When the distance between the two was less than tens of meters, Heymos reined in the reddish-brown steed under him, and got off the horse.

He left the steed where it was, and walked forward by himself.

Almost at the same moment Heymos landed on the ground, Garlan also jumped off his horse.

He walked towards Heymos.

At this moment, there was no sound on the ground.

Everyone held their breath and watched nervously as the two princes walked towards each other.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

The ground is terribly quiet, only the sound of the wind passing by the ground, or the rapid breathing of the people around you can be heard.

They watched the scene nervously.

Some people with low tolerance even feel that they can hardly breathe.

Finally, both of them stopped.

They're close enough.

They stand together, face to face.

They were so close, not even a meter away from each other.

Garlan raised his head, his golden pupils reflected the familiar figure who was close at hand.

And Heymos also looked at Garlan.

The jet-black hair scattered the sharp corners of the eyes, and there was no expression on that stern side face.

His thin lips were of a very light cold color, revealing sharp traces.

The golden-red eyes were like clusters of flames, enveloping the young man's figure in the flames, burning and jumping, as if he was struggling for something, revealing a faint dangerous aura.

No one knew what Heymos, who was staring deeply at Garlan, was thinking at this moment.

Even Garlan, who was standing very close to Heymos, didn't know.

But Garlan didn't say anything.

He knew he didn't need to say anything now.

Or should I say, it's useless to say anything.

So, he just raised his head, and quietly looked at Heymos' golden-red pupils flashing with a dangerous aura.

A few minutes of silence.

There was silence for several minutes.

This is just a few minutes, but it seems to be as long as a thousand years.

Suddenly, the wind passed Heymos' cheeks, and the hair on his forehead brushed past the corners of his sharp eyes.

The shadow of that hair swayed over his eyes, making his pupils seem to flicker.

Abruptly, he bent his knees.

The right knee falls on the ground.

His right hand rests on the grass in front of his feet.

The man closed his eyes, suppressing the dangerous breath in his eyes.

He pursed his lips, and his dark eyelashes cast deep shadows on his cheeks.

Heymos bent down and knelt on one knee in front of Garlan.

He bowed his head in front of Garlan.

It was a gesture of swearing allegiance in the name of a knight.

The warm wind swept across the ground, and the large expanses of green grass undulated like waves, stretching endlessly.

Bright sunlight falls.

The black knight knelt on the ground.

He declared his loyalty to the boy in front of him.