A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The light of morning light shines from the distant horizon, the night recedes, and the hot sun shows a little edge on the ground.

The wind blows across the ground in the morning, taking away the dewdrops that fall on the green leaves at night.

Mount Twirul stands majestically on the ground, and on the top of the mountain, the majestic waterfall is still running, falling from the sky like the Milky Way, making a deafening roar.

Huge water splashes splashed in the air, refracting the rays of the rising sun.

The snow-white white deer stands on the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, and the surging water rushes down under its slender feet, hitting the rocks.

It stands firmly and quietly on the top of the waterfall.

It holds its head high, and the white velvet on its slender neck glows like satin under the light.

Its eyes showed a humanized mourning color.

The clear water-like eyes reflected the slowly rising sun on the horizon, and the scorching sun seemed to rise in its eyes.

Bailu closed his eyes.

A teardrop suddenly fell from the corner of its eye.

It turned around and jumped down from the high mountain.

Within a few breaths, the white figure had disappeared into the depths of the dense green jungle.

Since then, no one has seen this white figure again.

The legendary white holy beast in the Twirul Mountains is no longer there.

Many years later, only ancient ballads and broken stone tablets still record the legend that the white deer sent laurel branches to the young prince on that day...

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It was already dawn, and as soon as Taputi walked into the courtyard, he saw a huge golden figure crouching in front of the door of the bedroom, creaking and scratching at the closed door.

The hollow carved gate has been scratched by a pair of sharp claws of the big lion.

When she saw Taputi approaching, Nega turned around and yelped at her, obviously asking Taputi to open the door and let her in.

The magistrate couldn't help laughing.

"Nega, Your Majesty will be angry if you sneak over again."

She said to Nega with a smile.

But he still stepped forward and opened the door for Nega.

As soon as the door opened, Nega couldn't wait to rush in.

But it looked around the room and found no one, so it went to the big bed and sniffed.

Following the scent it smelled, it turned around and looked in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A gust of wind blew up the veil that covered the floor-to-ceiling windows.

At the moment when the veil flew up, the figure standing outside appeared in front of Nega.

With a loud bang, the glass cup containing warm water in the female officer's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Shards of light green colored glass splashed all over the ground.

Heymos stood on the large balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the veil blown by the wind fluttered endlessly in front of him.

The jet-black forehead hair was messily scattered around his cheeks, and he lowered his head so that people could not clearly see the expression on his face at the moment.

He just stood with his head down, looking at Garlan who was held in his arms.

Garlan leaned against Heymos' arms, his brows and eyes stretched out, like a sleeping child, his long golden hair shimmering in the sun fell from the brown arm that Heymos was holding him.

He slept deeply and quietly.

Heymos walked into the room with Garlan in his arms.

As he walked forward, the long hair that fell from his arms flitted a golden trail in the air.

Taputi froze in place.

She stared blankly at Garlan, unable to think of anything, unable to say anything, her mind went blank at this moment.

A low howling sound broke the dead silence in the room, and the big lion that circled Heymos came up to Garlan, and put his head on Garlan's shoulder.

Seeing Garlan ignoring it and still sleeping in the arms of the man it didn't like, Nega let out a grievance and annoyance.

It opened its mouth, bit Garlan's blond hair hanging in the air, and tugged lightly.

In the past, when it bit Garlan's hair, Garlan would pretend to be very angry, scold it with a straight face, and punish it to eat less meat.

This is always the case.

But this time, it bit Garlan's hair and pulled it several times, but Garlan didn't respond.

"Ow?"

The big lion let go and let out a groan in doubt.

Seeing that Garlan still ignored it, he yelled at Heymos again, as if asking.

Still no one answered it.

"Aw? Aw..."

The big lion howled lowly, and after howling several times, he didn't know if he realized something, and calmed down.

It stood quietly in front of Heymos, its huge eyes staring at Garlan in his arms without blinking.

Heymos lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the man in his arms.

Then, he raised his head and walked out with Garlan in his arms.

The door was open, and outside the door, the maids and guards, who were staring blankly at Heymos carrying King Garlan out, bent over and knelt on the ground.

What they have figured out.

They lowered their heads sadly, with pain in their eyes.

When Heymos walked out with Garlan in his arms, Nega stayed for a while, then immediately chased him out.

It followed Heymos step by step, looking at the familiar blond hair dangling in front of its eyes.

"Ow."

Amidst the last dazed whimpering sound from the chasing Nega, Taputi, who was still standing in the room blankly, staggered a step, and hit the stone pillar behind him heavily with his back. .

She leaned against the stone pillar, lowered her head, her mouth covered with both hands did not make a sound.

Big tears welled up from her eyes, wet her messy hair at the temples.

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The wind howled, blowing to the far north to the border of Tasda.

Tasda's young general, who had just taken office not long ago, suddenly turned his head, his gaze crossed the sky, and looked to the southeast.

"What's wrong? Opada?"

"Nothing." Opada shook his head, he said, "It's just..."

Just what, he himself didn't know.

It just came out of nowhere, as if the deep part of my chest was being pricked by a needle, there was a pain.

He raised his hand to touch his chest, and the azure gem that he had been hanging around his neck was no longer there, and he was sent to that warm and distant city.

It was sent to the young man who was as bright as light.

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On the martial arts training ground in the palace, there was a constant sound of iron objects colliding.

The long sword and the silver spear collided heavily, and then separated again.

As soon as the little princess raised her hand, she skillfully put away the silver gun. She was panting, and the sweat rolled down her cheeks.

She looked at the sweaty young knight commander who was panting violently and asked him, "Are you going to see King Garlan today?"

Novi didn't raise his eyes, just hummed.

He raised his hand and put the sword back into its sheath.

"Then I, too..."

Before the little princess could finish her sentence, suddenly, a mighty bell rang out between heaven and earth

Loud and long, transmitted to all directions.

"The bell?"

The little princess who heard the bell here for the first time raised her head suspiciously and followed the sound.

There was a clang beside her, making her look back again.

The long sword that had not been fully inserted back into its sheath lay quietly on the ground, and the young knight commander who had always loved him like a treasure did not lower his head to take a look.

He stood where he was, looking at the direction from which the bell sounded, with a blank expression on his face.

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Behind the golden palace stands a tall bell tower, which is the highest place in the entire palace, and even the entire palace.

A huge brass ancient clock hangs high on the top of the bell tower.

It has been hanging there for a long, long time, experienced dozens of dynasties, and has accumulated a simple and vicissitudes of life.

Its bells are thick and powerful, loud and long, and can be heard for miles around.

The last time it sounded was five years ago.

When the majestic and long bell echoed between heaven and earth, the entire royal city fell silent.

Everyone in the royal city stopped what they were doing.

The people on the street turned their heads, and the people in the house hurriedly opened the windows. All eyes were on the tall clock tower standing behind the palace.

Everyone's face was full of astonishment, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

They looked blankly at the bell tower in the distance, suddenly thinking that they were in a dream.

But the bell is ringing, one sound, the thick sound is endlessly swaying in this city.

Once, again, it shook everyone's chest fiercely.

The bell was announcing to everyone that the young king they loved had been taken back to the heavenly kingdom by the gods.

Time in the entire royal city seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone stood still in place.

I don't know how long it took, but someone finally moved.

Someone leaned over and knelt down on the ground.

It was as if an appointment had been made, as if an invisible voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, and more and more people bent down one by one and knelt down on the ground.

After a while, no one stood on the street anymore.

Those at home also knelt by the open windows, hands clasped to their chests.

Everyone bowed their heads deeply and turned towards the direction of the golden palace.

In such a huge royal city, it was completely silent, except for the bell, almost no other sound could be heard.

The sun shone down and fell on countless people who knelt quietly on the ground, clasped their hands, closed their eyes and prayed with sad faces.

At this moment, the world seemed to be silent.

Only the solemn bell, once and for all, still echoed on the earth, carrying endless desolation.

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Bells are ringing, above the earth.

In the palace, a young guard stood in the courtyard, looking up at the direction of the clock tower.

His face was a bit bewildered.

The bell rang.

He stood there blankly, remembering in a trance four years ago when he entered the palace for the first time as a bodyguard.

He still clearly remembered, that evening, under the fiery red sunset, the young king was lying asleep on the grass in the secluded courtyard.

At that time, the young king pressed a finger on his forehead, and smiled at him who was panicked.

'It's the king's order to cheat Xie Muer away. '

He should be an unattainable king, but he smiled brightly and purely like a child.

Then, in his ignorance, he exhausted his life's courage to deceive the high priest who was chasing him.

Every time he just thinks about it, he feels like his heart is jumping with fear.But he couldn't help secretly laughing, secretly feeling that he could be proud of this matter for the rest of his life.

pat.

The young guard lowered his head blankly, and saw a drop of water on the back of his hand holding the sword hilt.

He raised his hand and felt that his face was wet with tears at some point.

He pressed his face and gritted his teeth.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he couldn't stop his tears.

He slowly bent his knees and dropped to the ground.

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my king.

May the gods have received you into the kingdom of the gods.

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King Garland

After reigning for five years, he died of illness.

Loved by the people.

It is said that on the day when the death knell rang, the entire royal city fell into endless grief.

The sound of mourning and crying was endless.

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On this day, it started to rain lightly.

Not big, hazy, very shallow, enough to wet one's temples.

On the high city wall, on an arrow tower, a dark-skinned general sat cross-legged on the tiled roof of the arrow tower.

The fine raindrops made a rustling sound on the tiles.

He raised his arm, and the pitch-black wine jar the size of a human head was lifted steadily by him.

He raised his head, facing the wine jar directly, and poured it into his mouth.

His throat was constantly wriggling, and he gulped down the wine. The wine seeping from the corner of his lips wet the messy beard, flowed down his neck, and soaked the clothes on his chest.

After drinking too much, he suddenly choked and coughed violently.

He coughed several times before recovering, and conveniently put the wine jar by his side.

On the tiled roof, behind him, there were two or three empty wine jars.

He pinched the half-full wine jar beside him, but didn't continue to drink, but just looked into the distance in ecstasy.

He looked at the other side of the palace, in the direction of the royal tomb.

Fine raindrops fell on the general's dark face, and suddenly, a melodious flute sound came from a distant place.

In the quiet rain, the sound of the flute is long.

As a man of slave origin, even though he has become a high-ranking general now, Teva never knew how to appreciate the so-called music and art.

But at this moment, the long sound of the flute inexplicably touched the most sad part of his heart.

Just listening to it for a while made his heart ache.

Listening to the sound of the flute, the corners of the rough general's eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Wiping the rain off his face casually, Tewa jumped down the arrow tower with the wine jar in his hand, and followed the sound to find it.Not far along the city wall, he saw a young man standing in the drizzle.

It was a young man with an extremely handsome face, dressed in the attire of a bard, most of his body was wet, and he looked dusty, as if he had just returned in a hurry.

The black-haired bard stood quietly on the city wall, standing in the drizzle, facing the direction of the royal tomb in the distance.

At the end of the song, he put down his flute.

Through the hazy rain, he quietly looked ahead.

Teva walked over.

"What are you blowing?"

he asked, taking another sip of his drink.

"'Funeral song'."

Schloss replied.

Funeral song.

Legend has it that Avdomir lost her love, and the beautiful boy she was infatuated with was killed by illness.

She hugged her beloved and wept, and the tears she shed turned into red roses.

Her cries were like a song, and the others were heartbroken just by listening to her, and couldn't help crying.

Later generations compose this song according to this legend.

"General Slave, you..." Unconsciously called out the title, Shulu paused, "I'm sorry, I offended, General Teva."

"No, then just call."

Teva waved his hand.

"In the past, I might have been unhappy, but now that I think about it, this title is actually the honor bestowed on me by King Garlan...I am proud of it."

As he spoke, he passed the wine jar over.

"So, let's call it that in the future."

Shuros didn't say anything more, and reached out to take the wine jar that Teva handed over.

It doesn't suit his sense of aesthetics to drink directly from the jug.

He thought, then raised his head, opened his mouth, and drank it in one gulp, the wet black hair slipping down the corner of his eyes.

In the drizzle, no one spoke again, and the two of them just drank wine and looked at the direction of the royal tomb quietly.

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One of the two rivers that feed Aaron Landis, the Enki River runs through the entire royal city, and at the end falls from a high cliff to the sea.

On the other side of the golden palace, across the river, is the tomb of the dead.

A river is the boundary between life and death.

Among the pure white royal tombs, the newest palace has been opened.

Every Aaron Landis king will build his own palace in the royal tomb after ascending to the throne.

Some kings even spent decades just to build their palaces magnificently, and in the end, they didn't have time to finish it before they died.

Although he has only reigned for five years, Garlan's palace has already been completed.

Although he possessed countless belongings, it only took two years to build his royal tomb palace, which was the fastest and smallest palace in this piece of royal tombs.

This exquisite and small white palace stands quietly in a corner of the royal tomb.

The green peacock sarcophagus has been sent into it and placed on the high platform at the end of the hall.

It was very quiet in the hall.

There are only a few people here, and there are not many people who are qualified to enter this palace.

Heymos stood on the high platform, next to the peacock sarcophagus, with his hands pressed on it.

Garlan lay quietly in the sarcophagus, his brows and eyes were peaceful as if sleeping, but his complexion was pale without blood.

Heymos looked down at Garlan for a long time.

No one knows how long he will continue to watch here.

Under the high platform of the sarcophagus, Shemuer stood, holding a golden scepter in his right hand.

The high priest, who was always dressed neatly and meticulously on weekdays, had his forehead hair messily scattered around the corners of his eyes, and there was still a bit of unshaven stubble left on the side of his chin.

The cuffs were stained with water, and the hem of the robe had been splashed from walking.

In normal times, Shemuer, who has a serious cleanliness obsession, would definitely not be able to bear it.But at this moment, he didn't realize it. He just stared blankly at the green sarcophagus above. His usual capableness and seriousness had long since disappeared without a trace, and his whole person looked devastated.

The blond knight stood quietly aside, and he never spoke since the day the bell rang in the royal city.

He was standing silently when there was a loud roar outside.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked out the door, and saw Sage, the head of the Royal Knights, standing at the door and shouting at him anxiously.

"Your Excellency, the holy beast is out of control!"

Keyhos's heart skipped a beat.

Today, when the prince was sent to the royal tomb, Nega followed closely behind, insisting on following the royal tomb, and did not stop until he reached the palace.

When they came in, Nega stood outside in a daze, motionless.

That lion roar just now...

Kaihos rushed out of the gate of the palace quickly, only in time to see the royal knights who were knocked away by the lion, and the back of Nega who was running away quickly.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately chased after her.

Nega ran very fast, even if it was him, he could barely follow behind and couldn't catch up.

He followed Nega and chased to the end of the royal tomb.

It was a high seaside cliff, and the waves beat heavily under the cliff, making a huge whistling sound.

From here the broad Enki falls into the sea, and where it rushes, divides the land in two.

On the other side of the river bank is the golden palace.

Standing on the cliff here, you can vaguely see the open-air courtyard facing the sea in the palace.

That was Garlan's favorite place to take Nega to play.

Kaihos caught up and saw Nega standing on the top of the cliff.

The golden lion stood in the hazy drizzle, and the huge sea breeze blew from the sea, making its thick mane undulate like waves, rustling in the wind.

Nega stood quietly on the cliff, his huge head turned around, looking at the palace on the other side of the river, as if he was remembering something.

"Naga."

Kehoes called Nega's name loudly.

The lion turned around and glanced at him.

Inexplicably, Keyhos palpited for a moment.

The lion on the cliff suddenly raised its head high, and a lion's roar was deafening, resounding through the sky and earth, suppressing the surging waves under the cliff.

The roar seemed to tear apart the rain curtain, causing the ground to shake.

After the roar, the lion leaned down slightly.

"Naga——!!!"

Keyhos yelled.

This time, the lion never looked back at him.

It ran forward quickly, through the fine rain, and ran on the high sea cliff.

Then, jump up.

It jumped high on the edge of the sea cliff, and its huge golden shadow drew an arc in the sky.

There was a sound of waves crashing against the cliff below the sea cliff.

Keyhos stood there in a daze for a long, long time.

It was still raining, and the drizzle was getting heavier little by little.

He knelt down slowly, pressing his hands to the ground.

The wet blond hair was scattered on his cheeks, he lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and his hands on the ground were trembling uncontrollably.

【Prince Garlan, from now on, I will be your guardian knight. 】

The waves were still beating against the sea cliff, and the sound of the huge waves drowned out the cry of the knight kneeling on the cliff.

【I will protect you until death. 】