A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Just when Garlan glanced at the lofty sky behind him out of the corner of his eye and felt that his legs and feet were a little weak, in a blink of an eye, he saw Heymos on the opposite side staring at him, suddenly frowned, and strode towards him with long legs. come.

Garlan, who was already a little startled, reflexively took another step back when Heymos approached him like this.

Take two more steps back, and you will almost reach the edge of the platform.

He froze and didn't dare to move anymore, but Heymos had already walked up to him in a few steps.

Then, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the big brown hand reached out to him.

Just like in the previous life, just like the dream just now, maybe in the next second, that hand will ruthlessly grab his neck——

Gallan instinctively closed his eyes forcefully.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Heymos' hand was already there.

Grabbing his wrist, he pulled hard, pulling Garlan towards him.

Garlan staggered forward, and was dragged into Heymos' arms.

Heymos still gripped his wrist tightly with one hand and put his arm around him.

"Don't always stand in that dangerous place."

The Garlan man who was hugged by Heymos was still a little dazed, and the low voice had already rang in his ears.

There was a bit of unhappiness in the words, and a little hidden tension.

Heymos' tone was like a reprimand.

"Do you want to die? What if you fall!"

The young man blinked, blinked again, his mind was still a little confused, but suddenly he felt that this scene at this moment seemed familiar.

……

correct.

A long time ago, when he was a child, when he had just met Heymos and was estranged from him in various ways, he once sat on the railing on the edge of the palace, because of a quarrel with Heymos, he almost fell from the heights. Heymos, who was still a boy at the time, dragged him back when he fell off the high fence.

At that time, Heymos, who pulled him back after he almost fell, reprimanded him in the same tone.

Garlan's pupils that originally had a terrified expression slowly relaxed, and his tense and rigid body also eased a little.

It's not the past few lives.

he thinks.

He could feel the tightness of the arms holding him, as well as the warmth of the man's broad chest.

Heymos didn't become such a terrible person without the fire that happened when he was a child.

He was very nice to him, very nice.

He shouldn't be scared.

Because the current Heymos will not hurt him.

He has protected him, since he was a child, until now, like the closest friend, like the gentlest brother.

The violently beating heart eased up little by little, Garlan let out a breath slowly, the fear from the dream gradually dissipated, and his face returned to normal.

"Heymos."

He looked up at Heymos.

"Why are you here?"

Heymos still held the boy in his arms with one arm, and did not intend to let go.

He lowered his head, his golden red eyes deeply reflected the shadow of the person in front of him.

"Following you."

He said, "It seems that you are a little drunk, and I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I followed."

"I'm not drunk."

The boy with slightly smoky cheeks tilted his head and retorted, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Just to get out and get some air."

"Ah."

Heymos put his arms around the man in his arms, coaxing him softly.

"I know you're not drunk. I'm worried about you, so I follow you. I'm meddling, okay?"

Heymos's voice seemed to be full of pampering, as well as his indulgent eyes. If his colleagues and subordinates in the Northland saw his appearance at this moment, they would be so shocked that their hearts would stop beating. shoot.

——That is the guy named the "Black Knight of Hell" because he trampled on the flesh and blood of countless enemies on the battlefield—

How can there be any shadow of hell in the way he softly coaxes the boy in his arms?

A gust of night wind with the coolness of the night blew past Heymos' jet-black broken hair on his forehead.

Garlan looked at that face.

With starry eyes and sword eyebrows, handsome face, the same face and outline as in the dream, but just because of the slightly curved eyes, Heymos's whole person looks much softer.

The Heymos in front of him didn't have the slightest hostility on his face, and he didn't look at him with evil eyes, and the depths of his eyes were not the dark abyss that could not see the bottom and lifeless before.

This handsome face is full of vitality, like the rising sun.

Those golden-red eyes reflected his face, and at this moment they seemed to be filled with tiny stars.

Garlan smiled slightly.

very nice.

he thinks.

He likes Heymos the way he is now.

He likes life like this now.

So, as it is now, he doesn't want to change everything he has now.

"It's obviously a banquet held for the celebration of the two princes, but the two protagonists are gone."

Garlan said, laughing and shrugging.

"Ximuer is going to be angry."

Heymos glanced at Garlan, raised the corners of his lips slightly, did not speak, but let go of Garlan's arm.

He turned around, picked up the cloak that had slipped to the ground when Garlan suddenly jumped up, threw it on the stone table, and then sat down directly on the stone bench next to him.

"Garlan."

"Ok?"

"You know I have someone I like."

"Yes?"

Garlan was taken aback for a moment, and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Heymos, I promised that I would find a way to help you get together with Tapu, but Kehos said that it would be more troublesome if others intervene, so I still..."

The boy's apology was interrupted.

"It's not fair," Heymos said.

"what?"

"You know about me, but you don't tell me about the person you like."

Heymos paused after saying this.

He sat there, his gaze fell on the stone table, his face seemed calm, and his expression seemed calm, but the fingers of the hand hidden under the stone table on his lap were clenched a little bit.

"What about you?"

He asked, "Who do you like?"

Garlan was a little puzzled.

Why did one or two of them ask him if he has someone he likes?

It was Kaihos first, and then Ximuer asked cryptically when he was talking to him yesterday, and now Heymos is also joining in the fun?

You don't care if I have someone I like, I'm waiting for you to get married and have children until my whole body is going moldy Heymos, you know?

Cursing so inwardly, Garlan shook his head.

"No."

He said frankly, "I haven't met anyone I like yet."

Having said that, he couldn't help but muttered again.

"Look, I don't even have a person I like until now. If you finally meet someone you like, why don't you rush after him."

He said in a lecture-like tone.

"Do you think that just sitting here and watching people can make them jump over by themselves?"

Heymos looked up and glanced at him.

The corners of the eyes were sharply curved, and there was a faint light in the depths of the pupils, exuding a dangerous aura.

Garlan's words paused, and he was inexplicably stunned by that look for a moment.

"you're right."

Just when Garlan's heart skipped a beat at that glance, and he vaguely sensed a bad premonition, Heymos suddenly spoke.

He said, "Just looking at it, you can't get it."

His voice was very soft, but his words were deep, as if a nail had been driven into the deepest part and could never be pulled out again.

Then, Heymos turned around, still sitting on the stone bench.

But at this moment, he was sitting on the stone bench, facing Garlan's direction.

"Garlan, come."

He said, reaching out to Garlan.

Garlan was at a loss, he didn't quite understand the meaning of Heymos' words, and he didn't know what Heymos was trying to do when he reached out to him.

Still, he took a step forward and put his hand in bewilderment on Heymos's outstretched hand.

The boy's fingertips had just touched Heymos' palm, and the moment he hadn't put it on, Heymos' hand suddenly moved upwards, grabbing Garlan's hand.

Then, pull hard.

Unsuspecting, Garlan staggered forward and fell on the sitting Heymos.

And Heymos pressed Garlan's lower back with the other hand, and he didn't know how he did it, causing Garlan to fall on his lap.

When Garlan came back to his senses, he was already in the delicate posture of sitting on Heymos' lap with his legs spread apart.

Heymos put one arm around his lower back and pressed his other hand on his back.

The brown face was slightly tilted up, staring at him without blinking.The thin raindrops have stopped, and the starlight shines on the night again, illuminating the handsome side cheeks that are upturned.

"doing what?"

Feeling that this posture is awkward no matter how you look at it, Garlan pushed Heymos' shoulder hard, trying to stand up.

But Heymos's hand was tightly pinching his waist, making it difficult for him to break free no matter what.

"you said."

"what?"

"What you said just now, just by looking at it, people can't get it."

The golden-red eyes stared deeply at the boy in his arms, and something that had been suppressed for a long time was faintly churning in the depths of his eyes.

There is a deep dangerous breath.

"???"

Garlan was a little confused.

Since you think what I said is right, hurry up and confess to Taputi, why are you holding him back?

The boy sat on Heymos' lap, with his hands on Heymos' shoulders, and his whole body was embraced by the other's arms.

He lowered his head, looking down at Heymos in bewilderment.

The golden eyes like amber gems are covered with a layer of mist, appearing very innocent, looking at it makes people feel affectionate from the bottom of their hearts.

The more innocent, the more attractive.

"that time……"

Heymos stared at him and said, word for word.

"What did you say to that Tasdar named Stoker when he was dying?"

"……Um?"

Garlan hummed dully, he felt his heart beating suddenly and violently.

A sense of danger welled up.

He tried pushing Heymos away again, but Heymos held him firmly in his lap.

"say it one more time."

Heymos raised his hand, and his bony brown fingers caressed the boy's white and soft cheeks.

His eyes were like a wolf that has bitten its prey, and it was pressing straight towards Garlan.

"Tell me, who is the person you love?"

Garlan's eyes suddenly widened.

His breathing stopped for a moment.

Heymos - heard?

So far away—his small voice—heard?

What inhuman hearing is that! ! !

For a moment, Garlan panicked, and his mind was even more chaotic.

It's over, that sentence was actually heard by Heymos, if I knew it, I wouldn't be fighting with that dying guy, ahhh, damn Tasdar, even if he died, he would still cheat him——

What to do, what to do, what to do——

No, he had to explain, he had to explain clearly to Heymos.

"No, it's not like that, Heymos."

Shocked by what Heymos said suddenly, Garlan completely forgot that he was sitting on Heymos' lap in a delicate posture at the moment.

He grabbed Heymos' shoulder nervously, and he only wanted to explain clearly to Heymos.

"The reason why I said that to that man is because..."

He was interrupted by Heymos in the middle of his attempt to defend himself.

"It's because the person you like is me."

Heymos said loudly.

"Huh? Wait, Heymos, no, that, no, I said that because—"

"because I."

Garlan's words were interrupted again.

Heymos looked up at him, determined and stubborn.

He stared at Garlan sharply and with a bit of ruthlessness, like a hungry wolf that has bitten through the throat of its prey and will never let go.

In the depths of his pupils reflecting Garlan's figure, there seemed to be tiny golden-red flames burning.

He vaguely knew what Garlan wanted to say.

He also vaguely guessed that at that time, he really misunderstood something.

... But, it was too late.

It's too late.

Since Garlan said that sentence, let him hear that sentence, and let him know what he wanted, then don't try to swallow that sentence back!

Garlan said he liked him.

Then Garlan could only like him in this life.

He would cut off all his escape routes—

The fingers caressing the stunned boy's cheeks suddenly stretched back, the fingertips penetrated deep into the soft blond hair, and pressed the back of the boy's head.

Then, with one hand, press it down heavily.

Caught off guard, Garlan was forced to lower his head.

Heymos finally captured the pale pink lips he had been peeping for a long time.

The soft touch on the lips conveyed an indescribable pleasure that almost paralyzed the back of his neck in an instant——

He has never kissed anyone before, but, as if it was an innate talent and instinct, he was not satisfied with sucking those soft lips, and soon, self-taught, the tip of his tongue was almost Can't wait to poke into the slightly parted lips because of the astonishment, and then wantonly plunder, erode, and conquer the city in that warm and humid place.

It was an incomparably sweet taste that made him completely addicted to it.

he thinks.

Since then, he no longer needs any sweets, because he has tasted the sweetest taste in the world——

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit.

Taking advantage of Heymos's momentary daze due to the pain, Garlan pushed him away and stood up.

The boy almost staggered back a few steps.

He looked at Heymos with astonished, unbelievable eyes.

There was still a little blood on the corner of his lips.

It wasn't his own blood, but the blood stain that stained the corner of Heymos's lower lip when he bit hard.

Garlan gasped for breath.

Heymos's sudden, almost fierce kiss just now made him breathless.

At this moment, his face was very red from lack of oxygen.

what happened.

what happened.

Why does it become like this.

Countless questions swirled in his mind, making his thinking a mess at this moment.

... no, wait.

his kiss.

his first kiss.

The first kiss he had kept in his past few lifetimes was actually given by Heymos——

He was in a state of confusion when he suddenly saw Heymos standing up and walking towards him.

"do not come!"

Instinctively, Garlan took a few steps back, almost to the edge of the platform.

Heymos, who took a step towards Garlan, stood still, but those sharp golden-red eyes still stared at him persuasively.

Heymos' lower lip was still slowly oozing blood, flowing down the corner of his mouth,

He didn't raise his hand to wipe it, but just stared at Garlan without blinking.

"Garlan, the person you like is me."

He said that it is certain and cannot be violated.

"It can only be me."

"impossible."

Garlan, who was still in chaos, only felt an unknown fire burst out of his body.

For a while, the blood rushed to the head.

"I can't possibly like you."

He gritted his teeth.

Suddenly lowering his eyes, the corner of his eyes caught the sky behind him.

He gritted his teeth and said to Heymos.

"Even if I jump from here now—I can't like you—"

"Even if I really fell in love with the same sex, even if I fell in love with Ximuer, it can't be Heimos you!"