A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Not far from the royal city, there is a special small town.

talial.

Grateful.

In an ancient language, Taryal means gratitude.

The name of this town is Taryal. In the beginning, King Garlan, who was still a prince, brought hundreds of veterans and orphans who had no way out here, and established a small village.After seven or eight years, it has developed into a small militarized town.

Although the residents in this town are old or young, they all have the strength equivalent to reserve soldiers. As long as an order is given, an army of tens of thousands can be gathered here within a day.

King Garlan has already announced that soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country or were seriously injured and had to retire will be resettled by the country—for this alone, the Young King has won the gratitude and support of all the soldiers at the bottom.

The way of resettlement is based on the development model of Taryar Town.

After the end of this war against Kanal, several new villages have been established in different places.

The temperature in Aaron Landis King City is always relatively warm in spring, and it is now afternoon, when the sun is scorching hot.

There is a large training ground in the corner of the town, which is always the busiest place in the town no matter what time of day it is.

The large training ground is divided into several places, and people of different ages train or compete in different areas.

At this moment, in one of the areas, under the scorching sun, a group of young children around ten years old are training profusely under the scolding voice of a one-armed instructor.

Judging by their age, they are said to be children, but the innocence and immaturity of children can hardly be seen on their faces, but they appear extremely calm and mature.

As the sun gradually set, the instructor gave an order to end the training and left on his own.

Some of the children left, while others stayed and continued to practice with their companions.

With a bang, the unsharp bronze swords collided heavily.

One of the two short-handed boys staggered two steps back and fell to the ground, panting heavily, sweat soaking his temples.

The standing boy also had sweat on his face, his chest heaved slightly, and his indifferent sea blue eyes gave off a lonely feeling.

The boy sitting on the ground took a few breaths and raised a hand.

"Novi, I admit defeat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other boys watching laughed kindly.

"Wow."

"I lost again."

"How many times did you say you lost this month?"

The boy who was being laughed at gave them a pooh, got up, and patted the dust off his body.

Then, he walked up to Novi and patted him on the shoulder.

"Tsk, you guys were obviously weak when you first came in more than half a year ago, and now most people can't beat you."

Novi opened his hand coldly, and the boy didn't care, but just shrugged.

Novi had a cold face when he first arrived, and he looked like he refused to be thousands of miles away, which made people uncomfortable.

The young boys looked uncomfortable with each other, and naturally there were many conflicts in the process of getting along.

But after getting along for a long time, he realized that Novi didn't look down on them, but just didn't want to get close to them.

So he was relieved.

The children who came to this town are all orphans, and they all have their own unbearable pasts. Therefore, they can understand each other instead, and they will never ask each other about their pasts, uncover or insult each other's pasts.

For these mature children, if they have time to do such childish and useless things, it is better to step up their efforts to improve themselves.

"Novi."

Suddenly someone shouted.

"Someone is looking for you over there."

Novi frowned.

Who is here looking for him?

He walked outside the training ground, turned around and saw someone waving at him in an alley not far away.

Walking quickly into that remote alley, his nominal master stood inside.

... He said that he would take the time to teach him a thing or two, but in fact, he didn't care about throwing him here.

Just as Novi was thinking with such a blank expression, someone came out from behind Kehos, wearing an extremely long cloak and a wide hood covering his face.

The man took off his cloak and hood and smiled at him.

He was taken aback.

"King Garlan? Why are you here?"

"I gave you the token, but you never used it to meet me in the palace."

said Garland, sighing.

"You don't want to see me, so I have to come to see you."

"No, it's not that I don't want to see you or anything."

Novi explained in a panic.

"Because time is tight, I want to become stronger as soon as possible, and then...so..."

In the middle of his speech, he felt that he seemed to have exposed his panic, so he mumbled the rest of the sentence, and shut his mouth in a huff.

"Well, I saw it, Novi, you have become stronger."

Garlan laughed, he stopped deliberately teasing the other party, and reached out to pat the boy's head.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, but the boy has grown a little taller. The abnormally pale skin that used to be abnormally pale due to not seeing the sun for a long time has now turned into a healthy wheat color, which looks a lot rougher.

The once thin body has also become a little stronger.

More importantly, the energy exuding from the whole body is much better than the last time we met.

Moreover, it seems that there is also a companion of the same age here.

If the companions who trained with Novi saw this scene, they would be shocked.

In the training camp, everyone knew that Novi was withdrawn and eccentric, and he hated being touched by others.

But now, he stood obediently and let others touch his head.

"Novi, I'm leaving for Kanal King City."

Garlan revealed his purpose of coming here to find Novi.

"Do you want to come with me?"

The boy's face froze for a moment.

Then, he pursed his lips tightly and shook his head firmly.

"I...can't go right now."

"I don't want to return to Kanal as the one who 'died of illness'. If I go to Kanal again, I hope to be the general of the Aaron Landis vanguard who conquered Gastard."

His eyes were gloomy, but his tone was unusually firm.

"So, until then, I won't set foot in Kanal."

"Yeah, I see, that's what you want to do."

Garlan did not persuade.

He smiled and touched Novi's head again.

"But if this is the case, then you have to work harder, and there is not much time left for you."

he said, lowering his eyes.

The long and slender eyelashes that hang down conceal the icy edge passing by the golden pupil.

"Only five years at most..."

The gentle words, but like an invisible blade, made people palpitate for no reason.

Gastard.

This country that took away his important people one after another.

He will never forgive.

"In that case, I'll go back."

Garlan put on the wide hood again, covering his conspicuous blond hair and features.

He said, "I will leave in a week. Before that, if you repent, you can go to the palace to find me at any time."

Novi hesitated for a moment, and suddenly, he grabbed Garlan's hand.

The boy who kept his head down suddenly raised his head, staring at Garlan with his dark blue eyes.

"I will replace him!"

"Ok?"

"Black Knight, I will replace him!"

"..."

Garlan's gaze paused inaudibly.

"You wait for me for a few years."

Clutching Garlan's hand tightly, Novi stared straight at Garlan.

He had heard those rumors.

Because of the death of the black knight, other countries are gloating and becoming restless.

With the death of a loved one and the need to stabilize the situation, King Garlan must have had a hard time during this period.

Novi could only use the method he thought of to comfort Garlan clumsily.

"Don't worry, I will grow up and become stronger soon, I will definitely replace him as the new black knight, help you protect Aaron Landis, and help you fight—"

"You can't replace him."

What Novi mustered up great courage to say was flatly denied.

The child's eyes froze for a moment, he lowered his eyes, and let go of Garlan's hand.

"No one can replace him."

"Uh... Sorry, I'm too self-righteous, a person as powerful as the black knight, I can't replace him anyway..."

Novi stammered and said embarrassingly.

However, his words were interrupted again.

Garlan said: "Similarly, Novi, no one can replace you."

"..."

"In this world, no one can replace another."

Garlan looked at Novi and said.

His expression looked calm, but a bit more serious.

But from the corner of his eyes, Kehos, who was standing on the side, caught a glimpse of the boy's right hand hanging by his side.

The hand seemed to be clenched tightly unconsciously, and then slowly loosened.

Kyhos could vaguely see the traces of the boy's palm being deeply pierced by his nails.

He lowered his eyes, only to feel his chest tight and congested.

"No one can replace the Black Knight in the past, and the same will be true for Novi who will fight for me in the future, do you understand?"

Novi nodded obediently.

Only then did Garlan's gaze soften.

"Go back, it's been too long, I have to go too."

Novi hummed and turned to leave, but suddenly remembered something and turned around again.

"King Garlan."

"Ok?"

"I know that the area around the Karnal Palace is buried."

There was a cold light in Novi's eyes.

"The vicinity of the palace belongs to the upper city, and all the nobles and officials living there are Kanal nobles and officials... So, this time, it is the best opportunity."

…………

More than two months after the end of the war, King Garlan was about to go to the royal city of Kanal.

Kanal will become a part of Aaron Landis, and the people of Kanal will become the people of Aaron Landis. Therefore, King Garlan will definitely go to Karnal, wearing a robe that symbolizes the identity of the king of Kanal. Heraldry ring, as the new king of Kanal, to appease the hearts of the original Kanal people.

The reason why they left so late was because they considered the safety of King Garlan, so they let the Sixth Army led by the veteran Kareni go in first, and joined hands with the troops left behind in the Kanal King City to wipe out the troops in Kanal. The remnants of the Gastadrians.

But just when everything was ready, an accident happened.

After being honest for two years, the Geshu people, who were defeated in the great battle two years ago, are now once again gathering a large army to go south and invade the northern border.

At this moment, the military report from Heya, the commander of the Northern Legion, was placed on the table.

"Gaishu people were seriously injured in the war two years ago, so they have been recuperating for the past two years and dare not act rashly."

Keyhos said in a low voice.

"But their country's products are poor, and they must rely on the materials they plundered from other countries to survive. The materials they plundered from other small countries in the past two years must have been severely insufficient, so they went south again this time."

"And the most critical point that made them make up their minds..."

He paused and said,

"...It is His Excellency Heymos' death."

Garlan didn't speak, but he understood in his heart.

The existence of Heymos and Kaihos are like the most cutting-edge large weapons, and they have a strong deterrent effect on other countries.

Now that one of the two major threats has been removed, of course some countries are ready to move.

Especially Gaishu.

The title of Black Knight of Heymos was almost established on the basis of the Geshu people.

In the past few years, he made Geshu breathless in the northern border, and two years ago, the Geshu people suffered heavy casualties at his hands. The shadow caused by this made the Geshu people almost have no feelings for Heymos. Instinctive fear.

It is said that the name of the Black Knight can stop children from crying among the Geshu people.

In the past two years, the Geshu people did not dare to go south to plunder easily even though they were extremely short of supplies. In fact, it was because of the deterrent power of Heymos.

Now, the mountain pressing down on his head was gone, and the Geshu people, who were good at taking advantage of others' dangers, immediately called over without hesitation.

Sitting on the Malachite Throne, the Young King pondered for a while, and then gave an order.

"Cayhors, you lead the First Legion to the North."

I'm afraid the scale of this battle is not small, and we can't just send small troops and generals over there.

And now the only one who can lead the entire legion to the northern border for support is Cayjos, who is the cavalry commander.

"Your Majesty, can your plan to go to Kanal be postponed?"

Kayhos asked solemnly.

The original plan was for him to accompany Garlan to the Kanal King City. If he changed to the northern border now, he would not be able to accompany Garlan by his side.

"I'm afraid not."

Suo Jia, the priest of Nanna who stood aside, shook his head and said.

"The time for His Majesty to go to Kanal has already been announced. Now, the people of Kanal are waiting."

"If you back down at this time, it will greatly affect your majesty's impression in the hearts of the Kanal people, and those opposition Kanal nobles will definitely take the opportunity to discredit your majesty."

"Moreover, not only Kanal, but other countries are also paying attention."

Shemuer, who was standing opposite Suo Jia, spoke.

"Then I will accompany His Majesty to..."

"No, Shemuer, you must sit in the royal city."

Gallan rejected Shemuel's proposal.

During the period when he left the royal city, the people who stayed behind in the royal city were very important.

And the only one who can make him fully trust and has the ability to sit in the king's city is currently Xie Muer.

Keyhos hesitated, then persuaded again.

"Your Majesty, I always feel that it's very dangerous, otherwise I'd better wait until I come back..."

"No, Lord Keyhors, I know that you are worried about His Majesty's safety because you can't be with him, but if His Majesty delays the trip, not only will your reputation be damaged, but you will also lose a great opportunity."

Suo Jia interrupted Kaihuos.

"As you know, the actions of the Gastadians destroyed one-third of the Kanal royal city. As far as I have found out, except for some wealthy businessmen, most of the Kanals who died were It is the nobles and officials of Kanal, who control almost all the power in Kanal."

"If they hadn't died, even if His Majesty had the name of righteousness, it would take a lot of effort to win back Kanal's power from these people, but now that they are dead, Kanal's current power is completely empty. .”

"Your Majesty can easily seize Kanal's power in the past now."

"If it is postponed for another two or three months, the noble city lords in other areas of Kanal will take the opportunity to intervene. In this way, there will definitely be no less trouble in the future."

"My trip to Kanal King City went according to the original plan."

Garland said.

"But, Your Majesty..."

"Don't worry, Kaihos, even if you're not here, I have a large army to protect me. When I get to Kanal, there will be Kareni and the Sixth Army."

Suo Jia was silent for a while, he glanced at Garlan, and suddenly said in a low voice: "If Lord Heymos is still here..."

"He's gone!"

The tone of the Young King interrupting Suo Jia was unusually severe, and his voice suddenly increased, which surprised Suo Jia and others.

Probably because he didn't expect to use such a tone at all, Garlan was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he spoke again.

This time, his tone of voice changed back to the calmness just now.

"He is gone, Suo Jia, don't always think about relying on a person who is no longer there, in that case, you will not be able to do anything."

Suo Jia lowered his head.

"...I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

he whispered.

The matter has been decided, and after everyone bowed and saluted, they retreated one after another.

Falling behind Shemur, Kyhos glanced back as he finally walked out of the room.

Empty room.

Huge throne.

The slender figure of the boy king sat on the cold malachite seat, his long golden hair scattered on the side of the green armrest.

He sat very still.

The indifferent look on his side cheeks made it impossible to guess what he was thinking while sitting quietly at the moment.

……

[He is no longer here! 】

[Don't always rely on someone who is no longer there. 】

Keyhors thought.

Are these words of His Majesty referring to Suo Jia...or His Majesty himself?

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"This is a great opportunity. King Garlan will leave the royal city and go to Kanal."

"As a person of low bloodlines, he has the audacity to sit on the highest throne."

"Greedy, constantly taking away what is rightfully ours."

"Maintaining those lowly civilians, but constantly persecuting us noble people."

"He is not qualified to be the king of Aaron Landis at all!"

"There have always been many guardians around him, and we can't act rashly."

"But now, the black knight Heymos is dead, the sun knight Kehos must go to the north to fight the Geshu people, and the priest of Shamash, Shemul, must sit in the king's city."

"In the past two years, he has governed the royal city like gold. We couldn't find a chance for him in the royal city, but now he has left the safest place on his own initiative."

"This is the best time for us to get rid of that arrogant and self-righteous king—"