A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The night of the Huayu Festival should have been a very lively moment, but at this moment, the sky flower garden under the night sky was silent.

Even the musicians who were in charge of playing the instruments were stunned for a moment, and then continued to play in a panic after they came to their senses.

If such a mistake had occurred in previous celebrations or banquets, they would have been severely punished, but this time, everyone was in a state of confusion, so almost no one noticed that their music had stopped.

Accompanied by the gentle and soft music that started again, the noble ladies who had danced to the flower god on the flower platform just now looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while.

He thought that the beauty of his appearance was better than that of King Garlan, so he went up.

It seems that as long as a confident aristocratic woman can go up, but these women who were born in a high-ranking aristocrat and have been strictly cultivated since childhood are not stupid.

If they don't go up, everyone will lose the election, and the news is just that the king's requirements are too harsh, and they won't have any impression on them.

But if she is full of self-confidence, or if she wants to seize the gap in the words of King Garlan's "self-confidence" and walk up with the cheek—it means that she thinks that she is the best among all the noble ladies present and even the whole Aaronland. The most beautiful woman in Diss.

Therefore, let’s not mention the cruel thing of standing next to King Garlan and directly comparing with him.

It doesn't matter whether King Garlan agrees with this or not.

What is absolutely certain is that the other ladies here will definitely not agree.

Are you kidding me?

You think you are the number one beauty in Aaron Landis, that means we are all inferior to you?

Pooh!

You are so beautiful!

Faced with this situation, how could this group of ladies who are extremely confident in their appearance be convinced?

They will definitely attack that woman unceremoniously, find fault with her appearance, ridicule her self-righteousness and self-righteousness, and what's more, they may say that she is deceiving the emperor.

After that, that woman will definitely be used as a joke in the entire Aaron Landis, and her reputation will be ruined ever since.

Therefore, no noble lady would do such a stupid thing.

Regarding the matter announced by King Garlan, all the noble ladies were very depressed at first.

But after thinking about it, although I failed to become the princess, the other noble girls also failed.

So they calmed down.

So calmed down, they looked at King Garlan standing on the round platform, without the ambition and desire to be the queen concubine, they subconsciously paid more attention to King Garlan's appearance superior.

After watching it for a long time, the noble ladies who thought King Garlan's request seemed a little ridiculous just now suddenly felt that the request seemed to make sense after thinking about it carefully.

King Garlan was so beautiful and prosperous. He grew up looking at his face since he was a child. He must have developed his eyes long ago. Naturally, it is impossible for ordinary people to fall into his eyes easily.

No wonder this His Majesty is 22 years old and doesn't even have a concubine around him. Now everyone knows the reason - compared to his own appearance, how could his Majesty like an ordinary beauty?

If you marry a princess, and the princess is not as good-looking as yourself, how can you fall in love with her?

Even if it was them themselves, who are used to looking at flowers every day, and suddenly let you look at the bristlegrass, let alone like it, it’s not bad if you don’t hate it.

Thinking of this, all the noble ladies expressed their understanding.

No way, no one can be blamed for this. Who made Avdomir, the god of beauty, insist on bestowing on King Garlan a beauty beyond the reach of ordinary people?

So, no one moved.

They all stood there quietly, but they couldn't help showing regret.

And on the flower platform, Gallan, who was completely fighting against the shame that was about to explode in his heart, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was moving.

He shook his head pretending to be regretful, and put away the golden fan in his hand.

"In any case, I hope you all had a good night at this Hanao Festival."

He chuckled and said,

"May Avdomir protect your beauty forever."

After speaking, Garlan turned sideways, intending to walk down the side of the stone steps.

But just as he turned around and took a step, a voice suddenly came from the side, making his footsteps stop.

"Your Majesty, since you failed to pick your favorite princess, this golden fan will be wasted."

The priest of Nanna stood up among the ministers who either looked livid, looked at each other, or smiled wryly, and said so.

"It's rare to hold such a grand Hua Yu Festival celebration. Many beautiful and noble ladies gathered together, as charming and charming as a hundred flowers in full bloom."

Suo Jia bowed slightly and said,

"Since your Majesty, you don't have a favorite among them, why don't you hand over the golden fan to Lord Heymos and ask him to choose a beautiful lady as his wife?"

In the silent garden where only the gentle music echoed, his voice was not loud, but it was very clear, allowing everyone to hear clearly.

The eyes of many ministers who were still sighing suddenly lit up.

According to King Garlan's request, he still doesn't know how to find the woman he likes.

After all, that condition is really...too harsh, no matter how you think about it, it is very difficult.

Since the problem of the princess cannot be solved, at least the marriage problem of Lord Heymos must be solved!

What's more, this gentleman is older, so he should get married and have children as soon as possible.

As soon as he changed his mind, some ministers immediately echoed Suo Jia, saying that since the king did not choose the princess, it would be good to let Heymos choose a wife.

And all the noble ladies blinked, and many people's eyes quickly fell on Heymos.

Born into aristocratic families, they take things lightly on feelings, and are used to focusing on their own benefits. Now they know that they cannot become princesses, so they naturally change their targets without hesitating.

Although that Lord Heymos behaved a little scary when he first came in, and he gave people a scary feeling, but when he looked closely, he was actually very handsome and outstanding.

Although there is a scar at the corner of the eye, it does not damage the appearance at all, and the sense of danger of the scar seems to make people feel more excited.

This distinguished person is the only member of the royal family and the current first heir to the throne.

In command of the Central Army Corps, the military power is in hand.

Moreover, he is famous throughout the continent for his bravery. It is said that he is a black knight so powerful that tens of thousands of Geshu's army fled.

Immediately, many noble ladies began to look at Heymos carefully, thinking about it in their hearts.

Looking at it this way, this is the best husband-in-law candidate other than King Garlan.

Heymos didn't speak, but just looked up at Garlan who was standing on the round platform.

Garlan looked down at him, and turned the golden fan in his hand.

"Heymos, do you want this?"

Garlan asked him.

The face under the blond hair was calm, showing no emotion, but Heymos could clearly see Garlan's golden eyes narrowing slightly when looking at him.

The golden eyes that were originally like almonds narrowed into slender arcs, exuding a little dangerous breath.

Those words, although they were asking him, but there was an obvious warning between the lines.

Heymos laughed.

As soon as he smiled, the cold and blowing breath from his body like the cold wind from the north disappeared, and all the vigor from his body disappeared.

Under that smile, the lines of the stern face softened, and the eyes seemed to soften for a moment.

Like melting ice.

Perhaps it was because the sense of horror was too strong before, but the strong contrast produced by this smile made all the ladies feel amazing.

Come to think of it, taming a ferocious beast can be pretty cool too.

After all, a hundred steelmaking can also be turned into soft fingers.

Although this black knight seems a bit scary, as long as he is tamed, he will surely become a gentle husband-in-law.

They thought so confidently.

"The person I admire..."

Heymos said, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

Halfway through speaking, he stopped again.

Under the gaze of everyone, he looked around and smiled again.

He said: "The person I admire must be someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, or even be stronger than me."

He put it lightly.

But this sentence made the entire garden silent for a full quarter of an hour.

It was 5 minutes longer than when King Garlan announced his request to the princess just now.

Everyone said, huh, huh.

What Heymos said, they heard in their ears, that this powerful lord likes women who are equally powerful as him.

To be as strong as him, or even stronger than him.

No.

nonexistent.

Not to mention now, even 1000 years in the future, and 1000 years in the future, there will be no existence!

The fluctuating ladies could no longer maintain their demeanor, and looked at Heymos expressionlessly.

Heymos didn't look at them at all, he walked forward and walked under the round platform.

"If it is not for the person I admire, I would rather be alone all my life."

He raised his head and looked at Garlan who was standing on the round platform.

"Now, all I think about is serving my Majesty wholeheartedly."

He says,

"Other than that, there's nothing else to think about."

Looking intently at Garlan above, Heymos reached out his hand to Garlan standing above.

Looking at the pair of golden-red eyes looking up at him, Garlan's eyes, which had been squinted for a long time, widened.

He raised his lips and smiled, and walked down the stone steps.

As he walked, he stretched out his hand and put it on the hand Heymos extended to him.

Heymos held Garlan's hand, raised his head, and watched Garlan walk down.

It was supposed to be an act of serving the other party that the attendant would do, and he would do it, but it would not give people the slightest feeling of being humble or trying to please.

The moonlight falls like water, and the green vines and flowers wrapped around the hollow white jade pillars sway slightly in the night wind.

The young king walked down the white stone steps, with his long cloak undone and the hem hanging down on the stone steps.

The black knight with a handsome face and sharp eyebrows stood guard under the stone steps, with a tall and straight figure.

He raised his head and looked at his king.

His hand held the hand of the king he guarded.

The two people who are obviously very different, when they stand together, for some reason, they give people an unusually harmonious feeling.

It actually made everyone present feel their hearts throbbing suddenly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but this scene actually reminded everyone of a scene in a certain painting.

Among the many picture scrolls showing the deeds of the gods, all the paintings depicting the legend of Hanaojie are all depicting the flower god Avdomir reaching out to the goddess of spring among the blooming flowers. The handshake scene.

It seems to be similar to the scene in front of everyone at this moment...

…………

illusion.

That is an illusion!

Everyone shook their heads quickly, shaking off the painting that appeared in their minds.

Standing below, Leya, who was about to cry with her watery puppy eyes wide open, flattened her mouth and withdrew the tears ready to burst from her big black eyes.

Originally, Leia, who felt that she had finally waited for her fateful love, heard the words of King Garlan, and her heart of a girl was smashed like glass.

She knew she was hopeless.

That beautiful love affair is over before it even begins.

She was still sad at first, but now looking at the scene in front of her, she lost her mind for a while, then raised her hand and wiped away the tears from her eyes.

Forget it.

She thought with her mouth aggrieved.

Even if King Garlan didn't choose her as his concubine, he didn't choose other noble girls either.

According to King Garlan's strict requirements, he probably would never marry the princess in his life.

That way, he wouldn't belong to other women.

fair enough.

As long as the king is guarded by knights.

If, as in some novels, it is necessary to get a woman to intervene and make the king and the knight turn against each other because of her death or life, that would be uncomfortable.

The girl comforted herself like this, and finally felt comfortable in her heart.

But then again.

It turns out that King Garlan, like her, is a follower of Avdomir, the goddess of love and beauty~~~

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No matter how livid and ugly the faces of Prime Minister Zuo and the other ministers were, the celebration of the Huayu Festival finally came to a smooth end after all the bumps and bumps.

All the noble ladies spent a flower festival celebration that they will never forget.

Garlan, who had already left the table in advance, stood in the attic above the garden, looked down at the departing crowd, and let out a long breath.

He finally managed to escape the forced marriage, and he had a great shield.

So even if now and in the future when he recalls what he said in public just now, he will feel so ashamed that he wants to explode, he still thinks it is worth it.

... Fortunately, there are so-called followers of Avdomir in this world, that is, the existence of the so-called 'beauty is everything'.

That's why his words will not appear abrupt, and will be recognized by everyone.

Presumably when his words spread, others would think that he is also one of the people who believes in Avdomir, the god of beauty.

He just let out a long sigh when he heard familiar footsteps behind him.

A long shadow appeared beside him.

Even if he didn't look back, he knew who the person standing behind him was.

Garlan opened the golden fan in his hand and glanced at a thin crack in it.

"It's really broken," he said.

He seemed to be talking to himself.

"It's useless anyway, since it's broken, there's no need to keep it."

Garlan said, throwing away casually.

The golden fan fell into the hands of the person behind him.

"Here, it's your reward for defeating the Geshuren."

Garlan said, without turning his head, he just waved his hand like that, and then walked away quickly.

Because he walked so fast, his long golden hair flew up behind him.

Heymos, who caught the golden fan, was stunned for a moment. Looking at Garlan's back leaving under the night, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, just after laughing, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly opened the golden fan in his hand.

I saw a thin crack on the handle of a delicate golden fan with hollow patterns.

Heymos looked annoyed.

If I knew it... I didn't break it on purpose just now.

Holding the golden fan, he thought depressingly.

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On a night with a bright moon and few stars, the bright moonlight falls on the sparkling sea.

A huge warship sailed slowly in the bay bathed in the moonlight, followed by dozens of smaller ones.

On the largest warship, a slender girl stood on the side of the ship, her long, wavy brown hair was blown high by the violent sea wind.

A neat leather armor outfit made her look heroic.

In the dark night, the girl's sapphire-like eyes were shining brightly, and she looked towards the north with anticipation.

[When I grow up, I will come to you. 】