A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The beautiful blond boy with picturesque features is like an elf incarnated from water and forest, sitting quietly on the grass, half awake, his golden eyes are still a bit hazy, like golden eyes covered with mist amber.

The figure of the person standing opposite was reflected in his eyes, his eyelashes blinked, the mist in his eyes receded a little, blinked again, and receded a little.

When that familiar figure was finally clearly reflected in his pupils, at that moment, Garlan's pupils contracted violently.

There was a look of horror in his eyes.

The young man was like a white deer that just woke up from a deep sleep, but when he looked up, he saw that the bow and arrow in the hand of the terrible hunter was aimed at him, and he was frightened.

Almost at the moment when he saw Heymos clearly, he jumped up with one hand, and quickly touched his waist with the other hand, as if he wanted to pull out something from there——

But his hand found nothing.

The posture of jumping up with one hand on the ground looked extremely vigorous a second ago, but the long tassels at the end of the sky blue belt tied around his waist were scattered messily when he fell asleep, and wrapped around his waist on the calves and ankles.

He stood up together, stepped on the entwined tassels, and tripped under his feet.

puff.

I saw the beautiful blond boy who was so picturesque just a second ago fell down on the grass with a slap.

It doesn't look like it fell lightly.

Heymos: "..."

After a while, Garlan put his hands together and knelt down on the grass.As soon as he looked up, he could see a light red mark on his fair forehead, which was obviously caused by a bump just now.

In front of Garlan, Heymos still kept the posture of bending over and stretching out his hand to catch him.

It's just that Garlan fell so fast and suddenly just now that he didn't even have time to react, and he just reached out his hand in time.

Heymos maintained this posture of stretching his hand halfway, looking at the blond boy with red forehead and red nose who was sitting on the grass and looked up at him with some astonishment, and couldn't help laughing immediately up.

He suddenly remembered a long time ago, when he saw Garlan for the first time, Garlan, who was still a child at that time, also slapped him in front of him.

Nothing has changed.

Even when the body grows up, it still looks like a child.

Heymos thought so in his heart, and while he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, he continued to reach out, wanting Ragallan to stand up.

But Garlan leaned back his upper body before he reached out his hand.

The movement seemed to avoid his hand.

Heymos was stunned for a moment, and he saw Garlan looking up into his eyes, the pupils contracted slightly, revealing a deep vigilance, and even a trace of fear.

The boy's body was also tense, as if a frightened cub was facing a terrifying enemy, it was in a state of alert and ready to go.

"Are you... afraid of me?"

Subconsciously, Heymos asked this sentence.

He was astonished, and his chest was still a little heavy and stuffy.

Garlan was still staring at him defensively, and opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar that shook the entire courtyard as if shaking.

Before Garlan could speak, he saw a huge figure roaring out of the jungle.

Even though he is huge in stature, he has a strong figure and runs fast. In just a few breaths, he rushed towards him with a roar that shook the sky.

The imposing manner is ferocious, the grandeur.

Heymos leaped back instinctively.

As soon as he retreated, that huge figure stepped in, blocking between him and Garlan.

It was a huge brown male lion. It was standing in front of Garlan. It was tall and mighty, its eyes were wide open, and its thick dark brown mane fluttered like tassels around its broad face, making it look even more beautiful. Look majestic.

Its mane is extremely thick, covering the head and neck, and even spreading to the back and abdomen. The color becomes darker as it goes back, almost brown-black.The huge body with thick mane almost completely blocked the boy behind it.

At this moment, this imposing male lion stared at Heymos with huge eyes like burning coals, leaned down slightly, his shoulders tensed, and his fangs were exposed in his open mouth.

That frightening appearance seemed to rush over and bite Heymos' head in the next second.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid he would have already fallen to the ground and his feet were so weak that he couldn't stand up, and he might lose control.

However, Heymos, who was being stared at by the lion, did not show any nervous expression. He didn't even put on a defensive or fighting posture, and just stood there with his hands down.

The mighty roar of the lion just now didn't seem to have affected him in any way, he just stood there with a look of displeasure in his eyes.

Instead, the young man who was guarded by the lion woke up from the roar.

"Uh... Nega?"

Garlan looked at the thick mane in front of him in astonishment, as if he saw something incredible.

His expression was like waking up from a dream, remembering what he did just now, his eyeballs rolled up, showing a panic like a child who got into trouble.

Fortunately, the huge body of the lion completely blocked him, and Heymos didn't see his strange appearance at this moment.

The majestic lion was originally roaring at Heymos, proud and majestic, but when he heard Garlan behind him calling its name, he immediately turned around and threw Heymos who was confronting him to the ground. behind.

Slightly short in stature, its huge head with a thick mane lowered, leaning towards Garlan's body, rubbing it coquettishly, and constantly making low purring sounds from its throat.

A big lion is as soft as a cat in front of the boy.

Garlan reached into the thick mane, hugged the big lion's head, and rubbed it a few times, making the big lion narrow its eyes comfortably.Then, he looked up at Heymos who was standing opposite.

He tilted his head slightly, with a look of doubt in his eyes, and looked Heymos from top to bottom.

After looking at it, he asked softly with a hint of hesitation.

"...Heymos?"

Garlan's words made Heymos raise his eyebrows.

"Can't recognize it?"

He said, not only in his eyes, but also in his tone with a bit of unhappiness.

"Uh... because you have changed so much, you are dressed like this again..."

The young man felt that something was wrong, and muttered in a low voice with little confidence.

"I just woke up, and I was still in a daze. As soon as I woke up, there was a strange looking person standing in front of me. Of course...well, I didn't recognize him at once."

How could it not be recognized!

Garlan, who was trying his best to put on an innocent and puzzled look, was shouting in his heart at this moment.

Nothing has changed at all.

Exactly the same.

Except for that gloomy and cold demeanor, the whole person is exactly the same as Heymos in previous lives.

God knows that when he opened his eyes and saw 'Heymos' standing in front of him, his heart almost burst from fright, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The first instinct was to take out the dagger to resist.

Nega let out a roar, which woke him up, and only then did Garlan, who was sleepy and frightened, realize that this is no longer the previous lives.

In this life, he had a very good relationship with Heymos, and Heymos would not want to kill him every now and then.

Heymos looked down at his clothes.

Indeed, he is still wearing the daily attire of the Northern Legion, which is very different from the army attire in the royal city.

Thinking about it again, I didn't know how many enemies I had killed during the four years of fighting. Naturally, I couldn't suppress the smell of blood and evil spirit that I couldn't smell but could feel.In the awe-inspiring north and the army where the wind blows like a knife, it is naturally not obvious, but in this gentle southern king city, the sharp edge is very eye-catching.

……

But even so, as long as he thought of the fear and guard in Garlan's eyes looking at him just now, he was still a little unhappy.

So, he stood where he was, pursing his lips, his originally thin lips became sharper, and the sharp aura around him in the gentle southern royal city became more menacing.

Even the big lion in Garlan's arms could feel that breath, turned around and growled threateningly at Heymos.

Garlan quickly smoothed Nega's hair, rubbed his head, and coaxed it back.

As for the evil spirit exuded by Heymos, he couldn't scare him. After all, he had seen Heymos's cold appearance ten times more terrifying than now, so it was nothing at all.

At this moment, Garlan, who had found an excuse to fool what happened just now, had already relaxed.

Pulling away the tassels of the belt that caught his feet, he stood up from the grass, raised his hand and patted Nega's head again.

Then, he walked towards Heymos.

The crown of the olive tree swayed slightly, and the tiny white flowers rustled down.

Stepping on the green grass with snow-white bare feet, the boy walked towards Heymos.

When the breeze passed by, a few golden threads flew softly in the air.

Garlan held out his hand to Heymos.

"Welcome back, Heymos."

He said that his smiling eyes were like crescent moons.

Just like the smiling face of that child four years ago.

Time seems to never change the child's clean smile.

Just a smiling face and a few words instantly melted away the sullen feeling in Heymos's heart like white snow exposed to the sun.

He hummed in a low voice, and stretched out his hand.

However, he didn't just stretch out one hand like Garlan did.

The outstretched hands of Heymos were extremely natural, and as a matter of course, they hugged Garlan in front of him.

The young man's slender body was embraced by his arms, he lowered his head slightly, the tip of his nose touched the velvety blond hair, an indescribable fresh breath like the forest in early spring permeated his nose, penetrated into the In his internal organs, the bloody aura that had permeated his entire body was gradually dispersed.

The bright blond hair vaguely carried the soft breath of the early spring sunshine, which completely melted the cold air he brought from the north.

Holding this person in my arms, it seems that I have become clean and soft.

This good feeling made him not want to let go.

Originally, he just wanted to shake hands with Heymos, but Garlan, who was suddenly hugged by Heymos, blinked, thought for a while, and obediently let Heymos hug him.

After all, he was still a little guilty about the sudden hostile attitude towards Heymos just now.

Moreover, Brother Kamos also likes to hug him tightly, rub him against him, and even lift him up every time he comes back from an expedition, still treating him like a child.

Forget it, he's used to it.

Thinking so, Garlan let Heymos hug him obediently, and his eyeballs started to roll around when he was extremely bored.

As soon as he turned his gaze, he saw a familiar thing.

The lapis lazuli earrings on Heymos' ears reflected azure light in the sun.

Garlan felt a little embarrassed immediately.

The familiar rough carver, the familiar crooked lines—it was so ugly that people couldn’t look directly at it—when it was first carved out, the corners of Shemuer’s mouth twitched at the first sight, and then never He was willing to look at it a second time, probably because he was afraid of hurting his eyes.

To be honest, as a producer, he himself thought it was ugly, but Heymos dared to wear such ugly earrings on his ears all the time?

... What courage.

Garlan raised his hand while thinking, and lightly poked the earring with his fingertips.

"Do you like lapis lazuli so much?"

he asked curiously.

The earlobe was itchy from being poked, and even his heart felt as if he had been lightly teased by a feather.

Heymos smiled, and was about to answer when his face suddenly turned cold.

In the next second, he turned around abruptly.

He raised his hand to stop Garlan behind him.

The black and red cloak was raised high in the air the moment he turned around.

With a serious look on his face, Heymos pulled out the long sword at his waist with lightning speed.

As soon as he raised his hand, the sharp blade turned an arc in the air.

Sideways backhand one.

Keng!

I saw a heavy big sword coming down from behind Heymos, and it was right on the blade set up by Heymos.

The sudden collision of two sharp blades exploded a metallic spark.

The terrifying force that Heymos had never encountered before made Heymos's arm suddenly sink. He pursed his lips and exerted force, the veins on the back of his hand burst out, and he forcibly caught the fierce sword.

"Brother Wang—?!"

Garlan's shout sounded from beside him.

Heymos was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, what caught his eyes was the familiar face with deep eyes, high nose, firm outline, and dark brown hair.

King Kamos, who had not changed much compared to four years ago, raised his great sword, put it on his shoulder, and grinned at his two brothers.

Although the bronzed skin seemed to be darker, and the arms were stronger, but the face and chin were still clean, without any stubble.

"Yes, the response is very fast."

The strong king with the big sword said so, he didn't seem to feel ashamed at all for his sneak attack from behind Heymos just now, on the contrary, he seemed to take it for granted.

"Just right."

King Kamos casually threw his favorite sword to a bodyguard behind him, then pulled out a dagger from his waist, and looked at Heymos with raised eyebrows.

"Come on, let me see how much you have grown in these few years."

His big sword was cast from a fine gold meteorite, sharp, heavy, and huge, and it had an extremely advantage over other weapons.

Naturally, he wouldn't take advantage of this when dealing with juniors.

Heymos took a deep look at King Kamos, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and answered with actions instead of speaking.

He put the long sword horizontally in front of his body, his body muscles tensed, ready to go, and he had already assumed the posture of facing the enemy.

Garlan on the side: "..."

Hello, I haven't seen you in four years.

Is it really okay to start a fight as soon as we meet?

He was still complaining in his heart, but there was already a ping-pong-pong on the other side.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and a big fluffy head arched from behind, and the big lion who didn't know when came over rubbed his head, as if coquettish to him.

So the boy turned his head and concentrated on pawing the big lion.

So Nega was happy.

…………

"Hey, don't keep staring at the prince, it's too rude."

The reminder from the colleagues around him woke up the young guard who had been staring at the blond prince in a daze.

Holding the great sword thrown to him by King Kamos, he lowered his head in panic.

"No, I'm very sorry." He stammered, "It's the first time I saw you, so..."

"That's right, you were transferred to His Majesty's side recently, and it should be the first time you met His Highness Garlan." The elder guard said, "Why, are you also a follower of Goddess Avdomyr?"

The young guard shook his head violently.

"No, I'm not." He hastened to deny, "It's just the first time I saw the rumored one... I felt very curious, so I accidentally lost my manners."

As he spoke, he unconsciously turned his eyes to the prince again.

He was even more amazed when he saw that the huge lion, which made people frightened at first glance, was as docile as a kitten in front of the prince.

"Well, rumors... yes."

The older guard laughed in a low voice, then looked up at Prince Garlan as well.

That was a well-known rumor in the royal city.

Those aristocrats and corrupt officials who have no bottom line, I don't know how many people have run into the hands of this prince over the past few years, and then they fell into bad luck.

In addition, many unjust, false and wrongly decided cases in the past few years have been revealed in the hands of this prince, and many people have regained their innocence and started their lives anew.

'The great sun god Shamash bestowed upon the prince his wisdom and justice. '

'A lion sent to the world by Shamash to guard our wise prince Aaron Landis. '

The people in the royal city spread the praises like this.

They called this young prince—【The Wise Prince】.