A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

"prince!"

"His Royal Highness Garlan?!"

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -"

After a second of solidification, a pot exploded in Weier's atrium.

The teenagers standing opposite Heymos looked at the scene in front of them and let out screams.

Garlan knelt on the ground, hugged his shoulders, and dug his fingertips deeply into the skin of his shoulders.

It was unclear whether it was the sweat from the strenuous running or the cold sweat from the pain. The wet blond hair stuck to his pale cheeks, and the fingers he pressed on his shoulder were trembling.

The severe pain made him unable to even cry out.

Just now he almost put his whole body on it, and barely pushed Heymos away from under the overturned brazier, and all the coals that fell fell on his back—he could even hear it himself. There was a scorching sound of skin and flesh.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, hugging his shoulders, shaking with pain all over his body.

He couldn't see the current appearance on his back, but the indescribable pain made him unable to speak.

"Your Highness!"

"prince--"

The teenagers rushed towards him, surrounded by him helplessly, screaming one after another, making his forehead ache sharply.

He tried to tell them to shut up, but the pain in his back kept him from speaking.

Sim moved to Garlan's side in a panic, but his mind was blank, he could only stand there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from behind, over his shoulder, and grabbed his face, half of his face was covered with sticky black liquid.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force suddenly came from that hand, it was a terrifying force that could almost wring his brain from his neck, and pushed him down on the grass next to him.

Heymos slammed the obtrusive guy away from his body with one hand. Seeing the little child kneeling on the ground trembling with pain, he subconsciously knelt down, stretched out his hand, and wanted to hug the child.

"do not come!"

A voice that was obviously choked out from his throat with all his strength made his stretched hand freeze halfway.

Heymos knelt there.

Garlan was right in front of him, within reach.

So close, as long as he stretches out his hand again, he can touch it.

But the child only made such a weak sound, as if there was an invisible and powerful force that forcibly restrained his hand in the air, making him unable to move.

The cry that he tried to hold back touched the skin on his neck and even his back, and the sharp pain that suddenly surged from the burnt place made Garlan tremble violently again.

He took a deep breath, gasped a few more times, and tried to calm his breathing.

"……do not come…"

He didn't dare to raise his head, he was afraid that if he moved, he would hurt the burned place, so he could only maintain this movement, lowered his head, and said softly.

"Oil...your body...black..."

He spoke in an extremely faint voice.

The few charcoals that rolled down from his body were still burning and fell to the ground beside him.

"When it meets fire, it burns..."

Heymos froze for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face.

He glanced at the burning coals scattered around Garlan, didn't speak, and didn't move back, but just set his eyes on Garlan again.

Instead, there was a piercing scream from the side. Sim, who was pushed to the ground by Heymos with one hand and whose face was also stained with pitch-black liquid, let out a terrified cry after hearing Garlan's words. While looking at the shining coals rolling down beside Garlan with terrified eyes, he just lay on the ground and crawled back vigorously.

He seemed to be afraid that the burning coal would jump up and fall on him, and he wished he could stay as far away from Garlan as possible.

Because Heymos dodged more than half of the pitch-black oil at first, and all the oil spilled on the ground.

Hearing Garlan's words, those teenagers who had been panicked and moved to Garlan's side suddenly exploded, and all backed away in panic, for fear that they would accidentally touch him.

But fortunately, the burning coals that fell from Garlan's body were still some distance away from the black oil that was splashed on the ground.

So, as soon as the teenagers who had gathered around Garlan dispersed, only Heymos, half of his body covered in black liquid, was left kneeling in front of Garlan.

Only he remained by Garlan's side.

This scene was extremely ironic for a while.

"There! There it is. Ah——!!!"

A sudden scream broke the embarrassing and ironic situation at the moment.

Little fat Tal, who was rushing over with a group of soldiers, let out a startling scream, and rushed over at a speed that didn't suit his body shape.

While rushing, he also screamed loudly.

"Prince! Ahh—Prince Garlan——"

He rushed over and looked around Garlan in a panic, wanting to reach out to help, but seeing the terrible burns on Garlan's back and Garlan's painful expression, he didn't dare to do anything easily, so he could only cry face, circling around Garlan while calling the prince.

When the little fat man was jumping in a hurry, that team of soldiers hurried over.

It was a group of soldiers that Tal, who hadn't kept up with Garlan, encountered on the way to catch up.Although Tal didn't know what happened, but seeing the anxious look on the prince's face, he felt that it must be a big thing.

Just in case, he brought the team of soldiers who were patrolling the palace in the name of Prince Garlan.

When the leading team saw the mess in the atrium, their hearts skipped a beat. They first called a few soldiers to rush the little prince to the hospital, and then immediately ordered their subordinates to control the scene.

Heymos followed Garlan every step of the way, and naturally left here too. Before leaving, he just reminded the team leader that the black liquid on the ground was flammable, so the team leader carefully poured out the black liquid on the ground with a kettle. charcoal.

Then, he picked up the copper fire plate that had been flipped over and inspected it carefully. The marks on the side of the copper fire plate that had been hit by a sharp weapon caused the middle-aged team to frown suddenly.

That's the trace of the arrow!

After judging this, without saying a word, he pulled out the small horn on his waist and blew the emergency horn.

Almost as soon as his trumpet sounded, all the patrol teams in the vicinity rushed over in this direction, and under the command of their respective teams, all the nearby places were sealed off.

It is absolutely impossible for anyone to break through their blockade unless they have wings.

The group of teenagers who got into trouble looked at the soldiers rushing in blankly, not knowing what happened.

The middle-aged team didn't have time to take care of them, but let the soldiers take care of them.

Soon, the soldiers he arranged to search nearby discovered the foreign object.

"Captain! Here's an arrow!"

The soldiers who found the arrow from the dense bushes nearby hurried it to the leader.

………………

In the hall of the royal court where government affairs were handled, King Kamos was sitting at the table busy reviewing official documents. The scrolls on the edge of the table were piled up like a mountain, almost covering Kamos's face.

Therefore, Kamos, who wanted to go to the training ground to exercise his muscles, could only stay obediently, correcting official documents until late at night.If he doesn't finish all these accumulated official duties tonight, he may not be able to sleep.

The priest with slightly curly shawl brown hair stood beside him, took out the rolls of parchment with no expression on his face, uncovered the intact red wax marks on them, and unfolded the rolls in front of King Kamos.

For each official document, he will summarize it in the simplest language, and remind King Kamos of the key points of this document, helping Kamos make a judgment as quickly as possible.

"Speaking of which, it's been a bit strange recently..."

Halfway through the processing of the mountain of official documents, Xie Muer said something thoughtfully while drinking the strong tea brought by the maid to refresh himself when he took a break in the middle.

"what?"

King Kamos was stretching, yawning, and rubbing his eyes in a disfigured way.

After reviewing fifty or sixty official documents in one go, even though the lights in the hall made the surroundings as bright as day, he still felt his eyes hurt.

"The recent behavior of Prince Garlan and Prince Heymos is not quite right. It seems that they have quarreled and they don't talk much."

"Is that so? Hahahaha, did those two little guys quarrel and lose their temper?"

King Kamos laughed out loud.

"Forget about Garlan, this little guy is very willful and often makes trouble, but it's a bit rare for that kid Heymos to be like this."

After all, compared to the childish Garlan, Heymos is much more mature, and his thinking is almost the same as that of an adult... Well, even when facing Garlan, he still feels a little childish .

"Although it's just a quarrel between two children, other people in the palace don't think so."

Xie Muer said, his eyes were slightly cold.

"It's not quiet in the palace recently."

"Let them go, a group of goofy guys who count how many steps they take every step of the way, can they still turn the world upside down?"

King Kamos taunted unceremoniously.

"As for those two little guys... Haha, let the children solve their own affairs, and we adults can just watch."

He waved his hand nonchalantly.

"I understand."

Shemur nodded and stood up.

"Please continue."

King Kamos let out a wail. After howling, he suddenly raised his head and touched his chin.

"Ximuer, how about a bet? Well—just bet on ten bottles of fine wine."

He raised his eyebrows with a smile.

"I bet that Heymos will be the first to admit defeat in this quarrel and cold war."

Ximuer spread out a piece of parchment in front of King Kamos, and tapped on the important points with his fingers.

He said blankly: "...I can't gamble."

King Kamos was startled, then laughed loudly, picking up the parchment while laughing.

"Hahahahaha, it's really impossible to gamble like this hahahaha——"

Both bet the same, how to bet?

While King Kamos was still laughing, an attendant hurried into the government affairs hall.

"King Kamos." He said nervously, "Prince Garlan has an accident."

King Kamos stood up suddenly, his eyes froze, and the parchment in his hand hissed and was torn in half by him.

…………

When King Kamos arrived with Ximuer, he saw many people coming and going in and out of Garlan's residence.

However, although there are many people, their behavior is very orderly, they are all doing their own things in a hurry, and there is no collision with each other.Obviously, someone inside is directing.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Kamos saw a familiar figure of a young man standing under the fountain pool.

Heymos stood there quietly, motionless, with his lips pursed and his eyes slightly lowered, thinking about something.Two maids were beside him, busy wiping his body.But even after being wiped, Kamos could vaguely see the black liquid remaining on his body, from his arms to his calves, all of them.

The skin can barely be wiped off, but the clothes on the body cannot be cleaned at all. The black stains stained half of the clothes on the body, which looks dirty, and Shemuer couldn't help frowning after taking a look.

But Kamos didn't stop there, and after glancing at Heymos, he hurried into Garlan's room.

As soon as he entered the door, his gaze passed over the crowd in the room and landed on Garlan on the bed.

Seeing this, the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

His little brother was lying on the bed, and the scorched marks that seemed to have been scalded by a branding iron appeared on the child's soft and fair skin.

There was one on the nape of the neck, several on the back, and another on the calf. It looked like a soldering iron had rolled off a child.

Those horrific burn marks on the snow-white back looked shocking at first glance.

Garlan was lying on the bed with his face turned sideways, half of his face was buried in the pillow, and the exposed half of his face was extremely pale, fine sweat oozes from his flushed forehead, and his hair is stuck to it.

Two doctors were standing by the bed, bent over, carefully cleaning the wound for him.

The child's fingers clasped the pillow tightly, so hard that the knuckles turned white.

He was obviously in severe pain, but he didn't cry out, but his big golden eyes were filled with tears, his lower lip was bitten by himself until it was almost bloodless, and the teardrops fell down his pale cheeks, pattering Wet the pillow.

That appearance is really painful to look at.

"Roja! Bring the towel wrapped in ice!"

"Shaqi! Bring over the freshly boiled water and cool it down with ice cubes!"

"But, tell those who make the concoction to act quickly!"

"Luffia, have the bandages and cloth soaked in concoction been dried—"

A female officer who looked about the same age as King Kamos was giving orders in the room, directing everyone to do things in an orderly manner.She is a female official arranged by King Kamos to take charge of Garlan's inner palace, and it is precisely because she is here to give orders that everyone appears to be in order, and they will not be in a hurry when doing so many things at the same time.

Instead, King Kamos rushed in and blocked the door, allowing a maid who hurriedly came in with ice cubes to bump into him, and the ice basin in her hand almost fell over.

Seeing that it was King Kamos, she panicked and knelt down to apologize.

Before King Kamos had time to ask her to leave her alone and get up and continue working, the female officer over there had already looked over, frowned, walked over, and casually bent down as a salute.

"Wang, there is no need for anyone other than a doctor here." The female officer with an uneasy face said unceremoniously, "Please go out with Lord Ximuer immediately, and don't hinder us."

In the same way, she also said to Prince Heymos, who was standing in the way like a wooden stake in the room not long ago, to drive him out, and arranged for two maids to wipe his body.

King Kamos, who would only get in the way in the room, and the priest were kicked out by the tough female officer.

As soon as they arrived outside, soldiers sent by the team led to report to them.

"What? A dead man was caught, but that man committed suicide by taking poison?"

King Kamos frowned tightly, and he glanced back at the room where people were constantly coming in and out.

Yes, it's useless for him to stay here. The only thing he can do is to find out the man behind the murder of his brother as soon as possible.

"Where is the body?"

After getting the answer from the soldiers, King Kamos walked forward quickly.

As soon as he reached the gate, he stopped and turned to look at the drenched teenager standing at the bottom half of the fountain.

"Heymos," said King Kamos, "you come with me."