A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It was early morning and the sun hadn't risen yet, so the sky was still gray.

At this moment, everyone should be sleeping most soundly, but the huge white palace is brightly lit.

The lights everywhere were lit, illuminating the entire palace brightly.

Many soldiers of Aaron Landis surrounded the entire palace airtightly, and more than a dozen teams patrolled back and forth.

Not only the palace, this night, the entire royal city of Kanal was a sleepless night.

Aaron Landis's army tightly controlled the city, and its soldiers could be seen walking everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Suo Jia stayed up all night, his eyes were a little red.

After carefully searching the room where the accident happened and confirming that no more traces could be found, he was instructing the guards to pick up the brain-strewn corpse on the stone floor.

Sure enough, it was still dark under the lights.

He thought a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Self-restraint is a master of intrigues and tricks, but he was swayed by the knight commander who he thought was a big fool.

Because Mittayas was specially selected by Cavalry Commander Kaihorst to protect King Garlan, so even if he suspected that there was something wrong inside, he didn't think about the Knight Commander at all.

He knew that the loyalty of the Scorching Sun Knight to King Garlan was unrivaled, so he took it for granted that the people sent by Kehoes would be fine.

Presumably the same is true of King Garlan.

However, since the time of King Kamos, Mitaias has been following Kaihos in battle for seven or eight years. He was born and died on the battlefield. He has always been loyal and has won the trust of Kaihos.

No one expected that such a knight commander would be bribed.

After all, it is still unpredictable.

Looking at the messy corpse whose original appearance could no longer be seen, Suo Jia thought silently in his heart.

The bargaining chip that can make such a knight commander betrayal should not be wealth and wealth, but relatives or something...

All the subordinates of Knight Commander Mittayas and the cavalry unit he led were also controlled by him.

Maybe they know the inside story, or maybe they don't know what Mitaias did, but now there is no time to track them down one by one.

Just in case, they can only be imprisoned first, and they will be carefully examined after returning to Aaron Landis King City.

After doing all this, Suo Jia came to the room on the side of the palace.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking about the long-awaited reunion between Lord Heymos and His Majesty, the long night, the lonely man and the widowed man, and the burning of firewood, maybe it will be... ahem.

Well, everyone understands, it's human nature.

Although looking at the sky, it has already passed most of the night, and most people should have died down, but considering Lord Heymos's inhuman persistent physical strength, maybe he is still...cough cough cough cough.

After all, after such a long time apart, it is understandable that I miss you a lot.

Uh, no, it's hard to say, although Lord Heymos's physical ability is not human, but His Majesty is still a normal person, and he was injured just now, so his health is not very good.

Lord Heymos has always doted on His Majesty like the apex of his heart, and he must have been terribly distressed. Maybe it was because he was reluctant to make too much trouble, so he had to bear it by himself.

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Suo Jia, who was full of indescribable thoughts and galloped wildly, spent a long time thinking about it. After being in a dilemma for a long time, he secretly put his ear on the door and listened intently for a long time.

The room was quiet, not a single sound could be heard.

He coughed again, very lightly.

He knew that if Lord Heymos was still awake, he should be able to hear him.

Snapped.

There seemed to be something hitting the door panel in the room, and there was a light sound.

Suo Jia lifted his spirits, opened the door carefully, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Heymos, who was sitting on the bed, looked up at him.

No need to speak, a look can convey its meaning.

Suo Jia paused, then walked slower and lighter.

When he was about two meters away from the bed, he stood still.

He lowered his head and saw the black-brown cloak that was casually thrown at the foot of the bed.

Why only the cloak?What about other clothes?

Suo Jia pondered in his heart, raised his eyes, and glanced furtively at the side of the bed.

Strange, not as messy as expected.

No, it should be said that there is no trace of mess.

The priest wondered so secretly in his heart, then raised his head.

Contrary to what he had imagined, the bed was very tidy with almost no wrinkles.

Heymos sat leaning against the head of the bed, holding the boy in his arms.

The long golden hair was scattered on his brown arms, and fell down again.

Garlan was embraced by him, leaning against his chest, with his blond hair half-covered face pressed against his left chest, falling asleep to the sound of rhythmic beating from the depths of his chest.

Breathing evenly, brows and eyes are quiet, and it seems that he has slept peacefully.

A touch of snow-white color could be seen under Garlan's blond hair, surrounding her slender neck.

A bruise around the neck was medicated and wrapped in a bandage.

Suo Jia softly reported all the things done, and then stood there obediently, waiting for instructions.

Heymos pondered for a while, and then explained a few words to him.

Before he finished speaking, Garlan, who was leaning against his chest, suddenly hummed softly.

Heymos immediately stopped talking and lowered his head.

Probably disturbed by their conversation, Garlan seemed to arch his head against Heymos's chest.

"Um... Hey...Mo..."

The drowsy Garlan made a vague sound.

He didn't open his eyes.

The voice dragged on a bit, with a bit of nasal sound, because in a half-awake state, the voice was soft and soft, like the soft clouds in the sky.

"I'm here."

Holding Garlan in his arms, Heymos coaxed softly.

The love in his eyes as he looked at the boy in his arms almost melted and overflowed.

"Get some more sleep, okay?"

Coaxed by him, Garlan hummed again vaguely, tilted his head and rubbed against his arms, found a more comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

Heymos looked softly at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, and gently stroked the other's shoulder, as if he was coaxing the child to sleep.

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Suo Jia, who felt as if he had been forgotten and was superfluous in this environment, felt a little gritty.

It's like eating a lemon raw and it's almost sour.

He looked at the nose, the nose and the heart, and looked like he didn't see, he didn't hear, he stood obediently, with his head down and his eyes down.

Until Heymos spoke again, gave him instructions, and then he left the room, Suo Jia resolutely did not raise his head.

He was afraid that if he looked at it one more time, his teeth would really be sore.

According to what Heymos told him, he was busy again.

In a blink of an eye, it was already bright.

After more than half of the morning passed, Suo Jia, who was busy, returned to that room again.

He knocked on the door lightly, waited for a few minutes, and then opened the door and walked in.

It wasn't Heymos who was looking at him.

The person who woke up at this moment has been replaced by Garlan.

Garlan looked up at Suo Jia, raised his hand, put his fingers up in front of his lips, and made a gesture of silence to Suo Jia.

Suo Jia was startled.

Heymos had fallen into a deep sleep.

With his back to the door, he lay on his side, with his head resting on Garlan's lap.

The scene in front of him made Suo Jia not know what to say for a while.

He also saw sharply that even in his deep sleep, Heymos' hand was tightly holding Garlan's hand.

Even if he couldn't see the face of Heymos with his back turned to him, he could still feel the deep attachment to this man.

Suo Jia suddenly felt a toothache.

From sour to sore.

He felt that he had been hit twice by entering this room twice.

He felt that he really couldn't stand it anymore.

"That... Your Majesty."

He coughed slightly and said,

"I'm here to tell you that Lord Kareni should be here soon."

The implication of his words is that I can see the current appearance of you and Lord Heymos, but it will be troublesome for that old-fashioned veteran Kareni to see.

"Well...well, I will come again before Your Excellency Kareni comes, and I will inform you in advance."

After finishing speaking, Suo Jia, who felt that he had completed the reminder task, bowed and quickly retreated.

Of course, close the door.

Watching Suo Jia leave, Garlan turned his head and looked at the sky outside through the window.

Before I knew it, most of the morning had passed.

He looked down at Heymos who was sleeping on his lap.

Heymos seemed to be in a deep sleep, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes in the past were relaxed, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes revealed a deep tired look.

The man unabashedly exposed his weaknesses in front of his eyes.

A head of jet black hair was scattered on his legs.

It was like a giant black wolf showing its softest abdomen without any defenses. After trekking all the way, exhausted, it finally returned to its beloved master, enjoying the warmth at this time.

With his right hand tightly held by the opponent, Garlan could only gently stroke Heymos' hair with his left hand.

The originally short black hair had grown a lot, and the ends fell to the nape of her neck.

Especially the hair on the forehead in front of her eyes completely covered her eyes when she fell forward, and could only be parted obliquely to the sides.

This long hair looks quite messy because it has not been taken care of for a long time.

Do you want to cut it for him?

Just as Garlan was kneading a bunch of black hair and thinking about it in his heart, a hand reached out and held his cheek.

He looked down, and Heymos woke up at some point.

From sideways to lying face up with his head resting on his lap.

The golden red eyes stared at him unblinkingly.

"It's not a dream at all."

Heymos looked at him for a long time, then said suddenly.

"You always appear in my dreams."

Then, when he woke up, he cruelly left him. "

He let go of Garlan's hand with his other hand, and extended it upwards.

Holding Garlan's cheeks with both hands, he slowly pressed his head down.

Garlan's gaze was still a little hesitant, but he still lowered his head following Heymos' strength.

While bowing his head, he closed his eyes.

The long golden hair fell down and fell on Heymos' cheek.

Looking at the boy who closed his eyes and bowed his head meekly, Heymos raised an arc on his lips.

He kissed Garlan's lips lightly.

Very shallow, stop at one touch.

Then, kissed again.

He smiled and said, "Now, just like in a dream, you are in my hands, and I can kiss you..."

Garlan opened his eyes to look at him, his golden pupils reflected his slightly curved smiling eyes.

He thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Heymos."

"You said you were always dreaming, dreaming of me?"

"Ah."

"You said you wouldn't lie to me."

"I said."

"Then tell the truth, besides kissing me in your dream... did you do anything else?"

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"!!!"

What does it mean to look away suddenly? !