A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

In the government affairs hall of the royal palace, long tables of black stones were lined up on both sides, and the clerks sitting behind the tables were busy.

Countless people shuttled through this wide hall, continuously presenting rolls of parchment, standing in front of the desk and reporting to the clerks behind the desk.Some desks were alright, with only a few scattered people, and some desks had already formed long queues, and the clerks there were sweating profusely.

There are many side rooms on both sides of the government affairs hall, and the doors are all ajar. The clerks in front of these long tables belong to various departments, and their bosses are in the room behind them, which is the administration room of each department.

From time to time, there will be clerks going in and out of it, reporting to their superiors the work that they cannot make decisions on, and from time to time, today's heads of various government affairs departments can be seen coming out of it, checking and asking about some important work progress.

A clerk in white walked into the side room behind him holding a pile of rolled parchment.There are several people standing in the room, surrounded by a square table, discussing something with an unfolded map on the table.

The clerk in white thought, if he guessed correctly, he should be discussing the dredging of the channel on the side of the Vinal River. Now, the project is in full swing under the command of the new governor of Vinal City.

Shemuer stood among them, wearing a white sacrificial robe that fell to his ankles, and a crown made of olive branches and leaves, and said something quickly while pressing the map with one hand.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw the clerk in white coming in, so he asked.

"How's it going?"

A total of four cities have been hit by floods this year, and Vinalstadt is the worst of them.

According to past experience, every time there is a flood, there will be a serious plague in that city.So Ximuer just asked his subordinates to sort out the plague situation in those cities as soon as possible and let him have a look.

"Lord Ximuer, things are a little strange."

The clerk took out a piece of parchment and walked over, spreading it out on the table.

"Look, the report submitted by the city of Vinal is very strange."

"The flood situation in Vinal City is the worst ever, so it is not surprising that there is a large-scale plague."

Someone next to me said so.

"No, that's not the case. This report makes it very clear that the plague in Vinal City this time is not serious, because the number of deaths from the plague is less than one-third of the number of other cities, and the time and scope are also different." It was small, and it all seems to have stopped now."

"how is this possible?"

Shimmer frowned.According to previous experience, the plague in Vinal City should be very serious this time, at least twice that of other cities. How can it be much lighter than other cities that were less affected by the disaster?

"Did the Archon lie about the plague?"

"No." Another person interjected, he is an official of the Ombudsman Office, "Our Ombudsman and spies in Vinal City have been monitoring the consul, he should not do such a thing."

Shemur pondered.

Indeed, the officials and dignitaries of the city of Vinal only felt the anger of the Lion King more than half a month ago. They saw with their own eyes that those corrupt officials were killed to the point of bleeding, and those who survived were frightened to death. King Kamos expressed his loyalty and swore to curse that he would not oppress the city people again.

How long has it been?How dare they play tricks on such a thing?

However, the plague situation in Vinal City is indeed very strange...

and many more.

Suddenly, a sentence he heard more than half a month ago when he was still in Vinal City flashed through his mind.

'When the dead body of a sick person is soaked in water, the disease will dissolve in the water, and after everyone drinks the water, the disease will be drunk again. '

At that time, Ximuer didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that it was purely childish words.It's just that King Kamos doted on his younger brother, so he let him go.

If it is necessary to say that Vinal City is different from other cities and all cities that have been flooded in history, I am afraid it is only...

Thinking of this, Xie Muer said nothing to the others, took this piece of parchment, and quickly left the government affairs hall with people coming and going.

Across the square, he went to the royal court behind.

The royal court where King Kamos is at the moment is spacious and bright. The golden walls on both sides are spread out obliquely to both sides. Countless huge golden columns carved with complex patterns support the arc-shaped hall dome, which is as thin as fog. Snow-white tulle hangs around the golden pillars, showing a graceful dance in the wind.

This royal court stands on a high platform, and not far behind is the blue sea. Even sitting on the deepest throne inside, you can see the surrounding land and the boundless ocean at a glance, which symbolizes that the king A big heart that can accommodate everything.

The sea breeze blowing from the sea blows through the royal court, bringing the moist breath of the sea.

When the priest of Shamash walked into the royal court, King Kamos was on the long golden throne.

He was sitting lazily on the bench with his body leaning on one side of the armrest, with one hand supporting his head and one foot on the throne, while holding a piece of parchment in the other hand and looking at it.

Under the high platform, several ministers were waiting with their bows.

After patiently waiting for King Kamos to finish dealing with the affairs of the previous ministers, Shemuel stepped forward and reported the matter of Vinal City to King Kamos.

King Kamos looked at the parchment in his hand and pondered for a while.

He said: "You mean, the reason why no serious plague broke out in Vinal City is most likely because of what Garlan did back then?"

"It's just a guess. I checked carefully. The measures to prevent and control the plague are obviously the same, and this is the only difference between Vinal City and other cities."

"Guess..."

King Kamos pondered.

His little brother is a cute and kind child, because he couldn't bear to see those unattended corpses lying on the ground, so he just acted like a baby and took a large amount of property from him, and hired local refugees The body was buried deep in the mountains.

He always thought so.

However, Garlan did say that at the beginning, he was worried that the disease would melt into the water, and everyone would get sick after drinking it.

At that time, he just thought that what my little brother said was so cute~~

However, if it is really a mistake to find a way to contain the plague...

"King Kamos, this incident may be just an accident, but it may be really useful." Shemuer said, "In any case, we have to try it first."

For a long time, the plague after the disaster has been a troublesome existence for this country.

The people who finally survived the disaster died of illness in large numbers after the disaster.Therefore, the sharp drop in the population of the cities that suffered each time, even if it is just a number, is shocking.

In order to prevent and control the plague, this country has racked its brains and exhausted methods in the past dynasties, but it has achieved little.

King Kamos nodded.

Whether it works or not, you have to try it.

"Understood, I will issue a decree. From now on, no one is allowed to throw the dead body in the water, especially the city that has been flooded. The dead body must be buried in the mountains."

He thought for a while and added another sentence.

"From now on, those cities that are often affected by disasters will be allocated a special fund that can only be used for burying and disposing of dead bodies."

After finishing speaking, King Kamos looked at the parchment in his hand which was written by the consul on the current situation of the city of Venal, and his mood improved a lot.

He said: "If this approach really works, then Garlan has done another great job."

He smiled and said, "Ximuer, tell me, what did that child think, that he would even think of this matter, like us, he would never think about such a thing at all."

"...Yes, neither you nor I will think about such things." Ximuer said, "Only if you really think about the common people at the bottom, will you proceed Such thinking."

He sighed: "Sometimes I am worried, Prince Garlan's character is too gentle, it is difficult to establish majesty, and Aaron Landis is still in chaos and war, he is actually not suitable Aaron Landis now."

"It's nothing to worry about, Shemul."

King Kamos grinned nonchalantly.

"By the time I hand over the throne to him, Aaron Landis must have been in peace and there will be no more wars."

"I will clear all obstacles for him, put an end to iron and blood, death and war in my hands, and I will hand over a peaceful and peaceful Aaron Landis to his hands."

"At that time, he only needs to protect the people of this country with his heart, and that's enough."

Ximuer looked at King Kamos who casually stated his grand plans in his heart. The young king stood proudly on the ground like a majestic lion.

He looked down at the earth with his scorching eyes that seemed to be burning with flames, and he was ambitious, vowing to put everything under his hands.

And this lion king, who can shake the world with a single roar, only when he looks back at the little cub behind him, the sharpness in his eyes will be restrained, revealing a bit of softness and warmth.

Shemuer didn't say anything more, bowed slightly and saluted, then turned around and planned to leave.

"Are you leaving? I still want to find you to relax and fight."

"Yes, King Kamos, it's time for Prince Garlan to study."

"...Ah, oh, then you go."

Although he felt very sorry for his little brother who was languid every time he was bombed by Shemur, King Kamos, who knew that he would definitely not be able to deal with Shemur, choked for a moment, then waved his hand with a dry smile.

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It was in the afternoon, when the sun was at its brightest, and occasionally a few white clouds drifted across the blue sky.

In the spacious martial arts arena, there is a crisp sound of metal weapons hitting each other at this moment, and the shining blades reflect the golden sunlight.

Garlan clenched the sword in both hands, raised his hand, and abruptly received the stabbing sword from the opponent.

With a clang, the force of the impact was transmitted from the junction of the weapons, and suddenly, the jaws of both hands became numb.

But at this moment, the opponent swung down another sword immediately, so his numb hands could no longer grasp it. With the sound of clang, the sword in his hand was knocked out, spinning in the air, obliquely inserted into the ground.

And Garlan himself also fell backwards, and he was about to fall to the ground.

A hand stretched out from the slope, and caught him by the waist who was about to fall.

He looked up subconsciously, and saw the familiar golden-red eyes. The eyes of Heymos who caught him bent towards him, and with a little force in his hands, he helped him stand still again.

"Prince Garlan, I've said it many times, don't come head-on, but know how to use your strength to relieve your strength."

A stern voice sounded, Shemuer holding a long sword reprimanded the little prince whose sword was blown away again.

He had already changed his robe and the crown of branches and leaves, and now he was fully dressed, looking like a warrior.

As the instructor of the two princes, he is not only responsible for knowledge, but also martial arts.After all, every priest of Shamash is a powerful warrior, and Shemuer is the best among them.

"Also, when fighting against people, no matter what happens, you must never let the weapon leave your hand." He reprimanded mercilessly, "Look, how many times have you dropped your sword?"

Counting the time just now, the sword in Garlan's hand had already been blown away by him five times in a row.

The blond knight who had been watching from the side of the martial arts field looked at the little prince's face that was so scolded that his whole body was languid, he pursed his lips and smiled, walked into the field, and pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground.

Then, he took the sword and walked towards Shemuer and the others.

"My lord priest."

He said, "I watched from the side, and the prince has actually been using the technique of cooperating. It's just that your strength is much greater than ordinary fighters, and your speed is also faster. The prince just went up to meet you, and you have already stabbed him."

Shemur frowned.

"Is that right?"

"Yes." Keyhos said, "and with continuous practice like this, fatigue will only make the prince's reaction slower."

"……understood."

Ximuer turned to look at Garlan, "Your Highness, you can rest for half an hour. Come back in half an hour, and I will properly control my speed and strength."

Then, his eyes fell on Heymos beside Garlan.

"Prince Heymos, it's your turn next."

Kaihos stepped forward, landed on one knee, and handed the sword he had just drawn to the little prince.With his back turned to Shemuer, he secretly winked at the little prince.

Garlan was startled, and then couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that the little prince was amused by him, Kaihos got up and returned to his previous position.

"Is that the guardian knight arranged for you by King Kamos?"

Looking away from the back of the departing knight, Heymos asked seemingly casually.

"Ah."

Garlan replied, grinning like a toothache.

"Probably because I think I'm too weak. If you are as strong as Heymos, you won't arrange for me."

A word he didn't care about made Heymos, who pursed his lips inexplicably unhappy, laugh and rubbed his head.

"You are young."

He said, "Ximuer just bullied you because he was taller and stronger than you."

He coaxed Garlan, who was obviously a little upset by Shemuer's blow just now, like coaxing a child.

Garlan tilted his head to look at him.

"Then you mean I can beat him when I grow up?"

Heymos: "..."

Should I tell a lie now or should I tell a lie?

He was so brooding.

Garlan pursed his lips, thrust the sword in Heymos's hand, and then took a few steps back to make room for Heymos and Shemuer.

Then, he was so tired that he didn't bother to care about his image, so he just squatted down and watched on the ground.

Leaving aside other things, at least Heymos is very good in martial arts, and he is born with supernatural power. After Shemuer deliberately controlled his speed and strength a little bit, he was only a young man. Not losing ground in the battle.

Even Kaihos, who was watching from the sidelines, nodded slightly. He saw more than Garlan. For example, Heymos has a strong ability to absorb and learn, like a sponge. He made a mistake once. Will never do it a second time, so grow extremely fast.

The same is true for Shemuer in the battle.

I'm afraid that in a few years, he will have to go all out against Prince Heymos.

As he was thinking this in his heart, suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if the arrow wound there had burst open.

The sudden pain made his body pause for a second, and Heymos, who just turned around and swayed behind him, turned around and stabbed with his sword. In the past, crimson blood spattered in the air with a thud——

"Lord Ximuer!"

Keyhos, who was watching the battle, rushed over.

"It's okay." Xie Muer raised his hand as a gesture, and said, "It's just wiped from the armpit."

There was a big cut near his waist, and he was bleeding profusely, but it wasn't serious.

Kaihos breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something, Heymos suddenly changed his expression, dropped the sword in his hand, and rushed out.He looked suspiciously, and his expression suddenly changed.

Not far away, the small figure who was originally squatting fell to the ground at some point.

"Garlan!"

"prince!"

"Your Highness Garlan—?"

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Noisy voices……………

……… so loud…

what……

【Since you are so loyal...let's go with him...】

Who is speaking?

...Ah, that bright sky... The stone statue of the goddess of the stars looked down with endless compassion...

……

The sharp sword stabs down.

It stabbed heavily from the hand of the young man with cold golden red eyes.

A sharp blade pierced through the back of the priest Shamash who was kneeling on the ground.

The splattered blood stained the corner of the stone statue of the goddess standing on the ground and looking down on everything with compassion...