A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

In the afternoon, the King City of Aaron Landis was as sunny as ever.

In the courtyard, the water drops sprinkled by the fountain of the Star Goddess bring a cool breath to the air.

In the room, it was still the usual teaching time for the head priestess every afternoon.

For Garlan, it was quite rare to listen to Tapti's teaching, after all, it was Ximuer who was in charge of teaching him in the past.

But in this life, Ximuer became a general and became a royal guard, and Taputi took his place.

Garlan also understood in his heart that it is impossible for every person to remain unchanged in every life.

But even if he understood, thinking of the strange eyes that Xie Muer looked at him yesterday, he still...

Just when Garlan was in a trance, the head priestess who had finished explaining the entire Aaron Landis territory took a sip of herbal tea, showing a dissatisfied expression.

"I really don't know what His Majesty is thinking."

As she spoke, she took another sip of herbal tea.

"Heymos is obviously your Majesty's guard, but His Majesty grabs him every day, saying that he wants to practice his martial arts. Can't this kind of thing be left to other generals?"

Garlan laughed dryly twice, not being able to strike up a conversation.

In fact, he was a little worried about Brother Wang's holding on to Heymos every day, and he thought about whether to talk to Brother Wang.

But Heymos said that although Brother Kamos used the excuse to teach him a lesson, in fact, he taught him a lot of modern powers very seriously, for example, how to use energy guns that he knew nothing about. of.And he also wants to learn as soon as possible those powers that he doesn't have in this era.

Therefore, Garlan acquiesced to the fact that Brother Kamos would bring Heymos over from time to time.

"It's okay, Heymos isn't here, isn't there Kehos?"

After Kamos returned to Aaron Landis, Kamos had arranged him to be a military attache. Because of his duties, Kamos usually had to stay with Kamos.

However, every time Kamos sent Kaihos to call Heimos away, Kaihos would stay and be responsible for guarding Garlan.

So the guardian staying outside the palace now is Kaihos.

"Forget it, anyway, it's not the first time His Majesty's willfulness..."

The head priestess, who had been forced to get used to being tortured by this wayward majesty for a long time, sighed helplessly.

She looked at Garlan, suddenly thought of something, and said it with a smile.

"For example, your name should have been given by the late emperor, but at that time, your majesty, who was only a teenager, took the right to name you from the late emperor."

She smiled and looked at Garlan softly.

"So, Prince, Your Majesty gave you your name."

"'Clear Sky,' he said. It's a good name. He wants you to live in sunshine all your life, and your mood will always be like a sunny day and a carefree day."

Garlan thought for a while, and then asked, "Bringing my name, Taputi, there is one thing that I have always cared about."

"Yes?"

"Although you haven't taught me the history of Aaron Landis in the class, but after returning here, I read some by myself, so I also know some more famous histories."

Garlan asked curiously.

"Brother Wang's name, my name, and your name, Kaihos, Heymos, and the head of Shemuer... so many of the same names just happen to be together, it seems a bit strange?"

When he learned that the names of Kaihos and others were still the same as those in his previous life, Garlan was always puzzled.

Although reincarnations may have similar appearances and personalities, it is impossible to happen to have exactly the same name. Isn't that too coincidental?

Garlan's question made Taputi laugh again.

She raised her hand to cover her lips, but the corners of her lips rose uncontrollably, but there was helplessness in her smile.

"Actually, I wasn't called that name before, neither Kayhors nor Commander Shemur."

"what?"

"I heard that His Majesty didn't use this name before."

"what??"

"Probably when His Majesty was in his teens, he suddenly said that he wanted to change his name. The late Emperor would not have allowed it, but His Majesty's character...cough cough, in short, the late Emperor really had nothing to do with him, and in the end he had to change it himself. name."

"........."

"Later, I was chosen as His Majesty's attendant, and His Majesty gave me this name directly. At that time, Kaihuos, who was His Majesty's guard, was also named by His Majesty. Later, he was just an ordinary royal guard at that time. The same goes for Moore."

Although some people have said a few bitter words behind their backs, they are actually very envious and jealous of them.

After all, there are only three of them who are honored to be treated differently by His Majesty and given a name.

That is the proof that they are His Majesty's confidantes.

"........."

"Later, Emperor Late talked to me about this matter. Emperor Late believed that His Majesty must have seen the deeds of the legendary hero Lion King Kamos at that time. His Majesty admired him very much, so he insisted on changing his name. He also gave us the names of the subordinates who had meritorious service around the Lion King at that time."

"........."

For a moment, Garlan didn't know what to say.

Brother Wang's operation really left him speechless.

However, being regarded as one's own admirer is also dumbfounding.

Presumably, when Brother Wang was considered by everyone to be an admirer of the Lion King 2000 years ago, he must have been unhappy and complicated, and he was extremely depressed.

Thinking of this, Garlan couldn't help laughing along with Taputi.

"But it's a pity that none of the three of us can become those people in history according to His Majesty's hope."

Tapti continued with a smile and said: "I don't want to be a female officer, I entered the temple of the gods and became a priest, Kaihus disappeared and became a dark guard to protect you, and Ximuer, under the name of the high priest, insisted on becoming a priest." Captain of the Royal Guards."

She said, "By the way, you should have seen him yesterday, didn't you?"

That palace is only one of the places that the Royal Guards are responsible for guarding. The Royal Guards also have other responsibilities, so Shemuer, who is usually the head of the regiment, will not stay there.

However, when His Majesty went there to offer sacrifices to the former kings, as the head of the regiment, he had to be by his side.

Garlan nodded.

"Yes. He..."

He hesitated, then said, "He's a very serious man."

"Yes, Ximuer's character is actually more suitable to be a priest. It is said that an old chief priest once offered to call him into the temple of the gods and let him inherit his position, but Ximuer refused. Into the royal guard."

His Majesty Kamos once asked Shemuer curiously in private why he refused.

At that time, she was also nearby, and heard Shemuer's answer.

Ximuer said that he had a very strange illusion since he was a child. He always felt that he could not protect the people who were very important to him.

It felt like there were many times in the past when he tried to protect someone and failed.

Therefore, he has worked hard to make himself stronger since he was a child.

Because becoming a priest cannot have the power to protect others, so he doesn't want to do it.

At that time, His Majesty, who is usually very curious, didn't say anything about the strange words Shemuer said.

He just raised his hand and patted Shemuer's shoulder, sighed rarely, and didn't ask any more questions.

…………

"prince?"

Seeing the prince whose eyes were suddenly fascinated for some reason, Taputi called out softly.

"What are you thinking about?"

She said, "Is it because Ximuer has a bad attitude towards you? You don't need to worry too much, he is an unreasonable guy, he treats everyone like that, even his majesty."

"It doesn't matter."

The young man who came back to his senses looked at her, his eyes were clear and brightened by the sunlight.

The boy's eyes were bent, resembling the arc of a crescent moon.

"He's going to like me," he said.

When he said this, he seemed to be smiling happily and full of confidence.

"I like him very much." The boy propped his side cheek with one hand, tilted his head, and looked at the star-like smile in Taputi's crooked eyes, "So I think he will like me too."

Every life, even the few times of failure, that person has always been by his side.

Even if he failed, that person has been stubbornly guarding him until the end.

Even if you are a stranger.

It doesn't matter if you have no memory.

That familiar soul is still there.

He should believe that the bond between souls will still exist.

So, it doesn't matter even if you don't remember, as long as you meet and know each other again, and create memories between each other again.

He believes in himself, and he also believes in Shemuer.

At this moment, all the gloom accumulated in his heart since yesterday dissipated, and Garlan propped his chin with his hands instead, with his eyes squinted, and began to think with a smile.

It seems that he needs to find some excuses to meet Xie Muer and bully him... Oh, no, as a prince, he needs to get acquainted with the head of the Royal Guard as soon as possible.

…………

On the other side, both Garlan and Taputi thought Kamos was in the training ground, but at this moment he was standing in front of the temple.

After 2000 years of inheritance, the temple has been very different from before.

Because there was an internal struggle between the Shamash Temple and the Nanna Temple thousands of years ago, which led to the decline of the country, so after that, the temple power was greatly reformed.

Although there are still many temples of different gods among the people, the main temple under the control of the royal court can no longer be divided into different factions.

In the royal palace, there is only one pantheon.

The thirteen gods of Aaron Landis are worshiped in the temple of the gods.

That is to say, folk priests can believe in and serve a certain god alone, but priests with official status cannot be divided into sects and must serve thirteen gods together.

"What did you ask me to bring you here for?"

Looking back at Heymos beside him, Kamos asked.

Heymos stared at the majestic and magnificent temple in front of him, with sharp arcs on the corners of his eyes.

A cold arc flashed across the edge of the golden-red pupils, and he said, "I need debt."

After speaking, he strode inside.

…………

After studying with Tapti for a whole afternoon, Garlan only felt dizzy and his head was swollen.

Brother Wang also said that he doesn't need to take the exam...but what is the difference between him and those candidates who are reviewing for the exam now?

Garlan thought bitterly.

The High Priestess was standing behind the table, bidding him his leave.

The boy lay on the table with his arms outstretched, his whole body was limp, he just waved his hand weakly, indicating that he heard it.

Seeing the prince's appearance, Taputi couldn't help laughing.

She chuckled and turned back.

When she just walked to the door, she just bumped into the returning Heymos head-on.

Heymos nodded slightly to her, and then walked in.

For some reason, she felt a sudden movement in her heart, and the head priestess looked back at Heymos's back and frowned.

She seemed to have a strange feeling, as if there was something very familiar to her about this person, but she couldn't tell what kind of familiar feeling it was.

Taputi shook his head, dispelled the strange feeling in his heart, turned his head, crossed the courtyard, and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Garlan, who had been lying listlessly on the table, heard familiar footsteps, but was too lazy to get up.

"Why did you come back so late today?"

He was still lying on the table with his arms stretched out, but his face was raised with his chin resting on the table, looking extremely unsightly.

However, the look of those bright eyes looking up is really cute.

"It took a while to collect the debt."

Saying Heymos is an understatement.

"what?"

What debt?

In just a few days, who did he lend the money to?It can't be Brother Wang, right?

... No, where did he get the money?

Just as Garlan was wondering, Heymos had already walked over and stood opposite the table.

With one hand on the table, he leaned forward slightly.

"You said, you don't like flowers very much."

He says,

"So this time, I was going to woo you with something else."

It's just that he didn't expect that before he could open his mouth, Garlan would take a step ahead of him.

Heymos stretched out his right hand, which seemed to be holding something.

Garlan stood up and looked curiously at Heymos' hand.

"Is it for me?"

"Ah."

The boy blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Since it was originally intended to woo me, if it's too bad, or if I don't like it, I will dislike it."

Heymos smiled.

"you will like it."

he said firmly.

"I take it as a gift, just so that you can never refuse me."

"You speak with confidence. If you get slapped in the face, let's see what you do."

Garlan muttered softly.

He said so, but there was inevitably a curious look on his face.

He stood with his hands on the table, leaning forward, looking at Heymos's hand without blinking.

Under his gaze, Heymos slowly opened his hands.

Appearing in the palm with no palm prints was a transparent ball the size of a pigeon egg.

The outside of the ball looks like a thin crystal sheet without any impurities, crystal clear and shimmering.

The thin layer is like flowing streamer, the brilliance flows, and the brilliance is overflowing.

The inside is hollow, and within it, there are three bright fluorescent lights floating softly in the crystal ball.

The three fluorescent spots rotated in the sphere in a seemingly irregular but unusually harmonious and rhythmic trajectory. Even under the sun, they shone with dazzling luster, as if they were alive.

There are traces of light remaining where the fluorescence passes, like scattered stardust, or like scattered snow in a crystal ball.

It looks like a dream.

Even if he had seen countless rare treasures in the past, Garlan couldn't help being attracted by this beautiful crystal ball at this moment.

To be more precise, it was the three bright fluorescent spots inside the sphere that attracted him and made him stare at it intently. A strange sense of familiarity made him reach out his hand involuntarily, wanting to touch it.

His movements are light.

However, the moment his fingertips touched the crystal ball, the crystal ball that had been lying perfectly in Heymos's palm exploded like a fragile bubble.

The three fluorescent points rotating in the sphere instantly drew three arcs in the air, and flew in different directions like arrows leaving the string, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Garlan was taken aback.

"what happened?"

He looked at Heymos in surprise and said, "I didn't break it on purpose, I really just touched it, very lightly."

Seeing Garlan nervously explaining to him, Heymos laughed.

He stretched out his empty right hand and touched Garlan's head.

"fine."

He stroked Garlan's hair, and said, "It already belongs to you."

"??"

Garlan looked at Heymos in bewilderment, no matter how he thought about it, he found it incomprehensible.

He simply leaned over and stared at Heymos.

"Stop playing charades, what exactly is that thing you gave me?"

Heymos looked at Garlan who moved closer to him, and the corners of his lips twitched.

However, instead of answering directly, he suddenly talked about something else.

"Do you remember, Garlan?"

He said that the golden-red eyes reflecting the shadow of the boy in front of him seemed to melt and flow with red gemstones.

With the heat of the flames, Garlan was gently wrapped in it.

Just like what he has always done, holding the boy in his hands carefully and lovingly.

"I said, as long as it is what you wish, I will do it for you."

"Don't try to change the subject, answer me first..."

Before Garlan could finish his sentence, there was a sudden bang, and the door was slammed open.

Startled by the sudden sound of the door panel, Garlan subconsciously turned his head to look over there.

The head priestess who had just left didn't know when she came back here, she slammed the door open and broke in.

She was panting violently, as if she was about to lose her breath, and her chest heaved violently.

A wisp of hair that was originally combed neatly on her forehead was scattered, and fell in a messy way on her cheeks.

Her eyes were fixed on Garlan, the hand that pushed the door open just now was still pressed against the door panel, and her fingertips were trembling slightly.

Combined, the two lifetimes had never seen Taputi behave in such a disrespectful or even offensive manner, and Garlan was extremely surprised.

He looked at Taputi in astonishment, and asked, "Taputi, did you forget something here..."

The high priestess did not answer.

She stepped into the door step by step.

The long brown hair flew up in the air, leaving a long arc.

The hands stretched forward impatiently, and within a breath, they embraced Garlan who was too late to finish the second half of his sentence.

She hugged her very tightly and with great force, as if hugging the most precious treasure that was lost and recovered.

She lowered her head and pressed her trembling lips deeply into the soft golden hair.

She didn't say anything, or maybe she couldn't make a sound at this moment, so she could only hold her prince tightly in her arms with both hands.

The room was silent for a long time, no one spoke.

It was so quiet that time seemed to stop at this moment.

Garlan let the other party hold him blankly, unable to react for a while.

In the chaotic mind, a certain absurd and impossible thought flashed across.

"Tap... mention?"

…………

A bit of fluorescent light flew out lightly, leaving a faint trace of light in the air as it floated, and then disappeared without a trace under the sunlight.

In the depths of the garden, Kehoes was sitting under a big tree beside the briskly flowing stream, obviously taking this opportunity to be lazy for a while.

He was leaning against the thick tree trunk, with his hands behind his head, his eyes closed, and his expression was leisurely and comfortable.

The sunlight pierced through the dense tree canopy and hit his short dark blond hair in spots.

Suddenly, my heart throbbed.

Kyhoes opened his eyes abruptly.

He saw a strange fluorescent light flying lightly in front of his eyes, turning around once and for all.

The very strange fluorescence should have made him vigilant.

But for some reason, when he looked at the fluorescent light, he had an inexplicable feeling of intimacy and familiarity.

As if it belonged to him, was part of him.

After watching for a while, Keyhors reached out his hand to grab the fluorescent light.

But at the moment when he stretched out his hand, the fluorescent light that was circling in front of his eyes suddenly rushed towards him and sank into the center of his eyebrows.

Keyhos instinctively raised his hand to touch the space between his brows.

The center of the eyebrows suddenly became hot, as if a flame was burning on the forehead.

The burning sensation became more and more intense, spreading from between the brows, and permeated and spread to his entire body in just a split second.

The brain exploded with a bang, and the green pupils suddenly dilated.

Keyhos gritted his teeth and pressed his fingers firmly on his head, but the corners of his eyes were twitching uncontrollably.

Countless familiar scenes flashed in his mind, as if it was right in front of his eyes, as if it was just yesterday.

He saw the raging battlefield.

He saw him kneeling on the cliff where the waves were roaring and weeping bitterly.

He could feel the surge in his heart when he watched the boy put the golden crown on his head under the bright sunlight.

He saw the resolute back of the young man on the wall of the sea city...

……

………………

Time seemed to be rewinding rapidly, re-imprinting scenes in his memory.

What finally stuck in his mind was the moment when he knelt down in front of the young blond child.

My prince.

From now on, I am your guardian knight.

I will guard you until death.

………………

Fluorescence flutters lightly, like a small butterfly, dancing in the sunlight.

Accompanied by a breeze, it slipped silently into the station of the Royal Guards on the side of the palace.

In the deep training ground, indifferent and severe reprimands could be heard faintly.

Standing in front of the subordinates, Xie Muer, who was dressed in simple and tough clothes, reprimanded them mercilessly with a cold face.

All the subordinates who lost to their leader one after another in the sparring just now lowered their heads and were honestly being trained.

Anyway, it wasn't the first day they knew about their leader's stern attitude.

Although they were a little unconvinced at first, after witnessing their leader's rigorous training that could almost be called self-abuse, and the horrible deeds that never stopped every day, they only had admiration.

He is already very strong, but His Majesty is the only one who can fight against the regiment leader without losing the wind.

But even though he has become so strong, the head of the group still hasn't slackened in the slightest, and he still honed himself like this for ten years, so that even those who don't like his rigid personality can't help but respect him.

It is customary to reprimand the subordinates, Xie Muer did not stay any longer, turned and left the training ground.

The subordinates who were left behind looked at each other, and couldn't help but smiled wryly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although a strong boss is a good thing, but being too strict is a bit overwhelming...

Stepping out of the gate of the training ground, a ray of sunlight fell on Shemuer, making the traces of dust on his clothes extremely obvious.

He frowned, but quickly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.

Although he's a bit of a clean freak, getting dirty in training is unavoidable, and he's gotten used to it over the years.

He looked at his hands, feeling a little anxious.

No matter how strong he becomes, he always has a feeling that it is not enough, far from enough.

He always felt that something very important was lost from his hands again and again.

He couldn't keep it any longer.

He didn't know what it was, he just instinctively wanted to make himself stronger.

Maybe get stronger and you won't feel that powerless feeling anymore.

In a moment of absent-mindedness, suddenly, a reflected light passed by the corner of his eyes.

Shemuer raised his eyes subconsciously and looked at the place where the light was refracted.

He saw a bright fluorescent light circle around his eyes, and then lightly fell towards him.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

But the fluorescent light passed through his palm, sank into the center of his brow in an instant, and disappeared.

The scorching flames suddenly spread between his brows, burning his entire body.

In an instant, countless scenes and scenes flashed before his eyes.

He saw that that night, he stood in the dark night, looking in the direction of the royal tomb, and watched in silence for a whole night.

Dew wet his temples.

He saw the crimson flames of burning wooden palaces illuminating the sky...

He saw the figure that fell from the cliff before he could reach out and grab it...

He saw the unclean bloodstains remaining on the dazzlingly pale stone wall...

...Under the stone statue of Isdar, the boy fell into his arms, his hands were stained red with blood, and he heard his own mournful cry...

…………

pat.

There was an inaudible sound.

A drop of water fell on Shemuer's palm.

He lowered his head, blankly looking at the wet trace in his palm.

Under the sun, a gleam of water appeared on his brown cheeks.

Unpredictable.

But it is also uncontrollable.

………………

My prince.

Even if I give up everything, I want to protect you.

Even if I have to give up my faith.

The author has something to say: Shemur is the only companion who has experienced Garlan's death several times.

Therefore, his obsession is actually the deepest.