A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Probably planning to play hard to get, until after noon, the little beauty never appeared in front of Garlan.

Garlan was also happy to relax, so that he would not have to use the beauty tricks as Kehos said... Bah!It was pretending to be fascinated by the little beauty.

And the businessman Betola became more courteous, approaching Garlan with a smile, smiling like a steamed stuffed bun.

After lunch, Kayhos, who finished eating first, got up, bowed to Garlan, and expressed his intention to retreat first.After Garlan nodded his approval, he declined the company of the beautiful maid by his side on the grounds of taking a walk to digest food, and went to the huge garden area by himself.

Bertola took a deep look at the knight's back.

According to the rumors, this scorching sun knight is extremely romantic and unrestrained, and he is a merciless existence who has broken the hearts of many noble women.

Such a person must be lustful.Since last night, he has specially arranged for different types of beautiful maids to serve him. However, this one-eyed knight seems to never refuse anyone, and he talks and laughs casually with the maids, but he is actually an extremely arrogant person. Keep a certain distance.

It's harder to deal with than he imagined.

Betola thought, and turned her gaze back to the young prince in front of her.

Forget it, even a world-famous knight is just a servant in front of the prince.

As long as he has gained the prince's trust, the knight will be obedient no matter how arrogant he is.

……

Kaihors wandered around the huge garden for a long time, seemingly casually, but in fact, he would stop at the highest point of that place for a while wherever he went.

There are people in many places in the garden. In order to maintain such a large garden, florists and gardeners can be seen everywhere. When they see the knights, they kneel down nervously and salute. Kyhors nodded at them casually and continued to visit his own.

There are high mountains in the garden, pavilions built on stone rockery for decoration, and specially left cliffs to form a special landscape.Therefore, the highest point is not much lower than the tall tower in the house, and it can almost overlook the entire gorgeous house.

The blond knight stood at different heights in the garden, seemingly looking at the scenery leisurely, but he had quickly memorized the layout of the garden and the house in his mind.

Even the patrol routes and approximate time of the guards in the merchant's house were estimated.

Years of battlefield career have made Keyhors used to planning for a rainy day.

Although time was tight last night and Garlan did not give him any instructions, but since the businessman has great suspicions and secrets, it is hard to say when he will have to sneak into the house to investigate.

After thinking that it was almost the same, Kaihors started to return with a calm and leisurely smile on his handsome face.

Thinking that it took a lot of time here, and that His Highness might have been waiting for a long time, he roughly sorted out the terrain of this place in his mind, and then chose a slightly off but fastest shortcut, from Passed through there.

The end of this path is a small side door on one side of the hall. As soon as Kaihos walked into the corridor, he heard a conversation not far away. He subconsciously hid his body in a blind corner, concentrated his attention, and I heard voices coming from there intermittently.

"Your Excellency asked me to ask, how are things going?"

It was an unfamiliar voice that Keyhors had not heard before.

"It's going well."

It was the voice of the great businessman.

"Didn't you tell him not to contact me for the time being?"

"Lord Taka just sent me here, don't worry, he won't contact you personally while the prince is still in Tozes."

"It's good to know."

The merchant scoffed.

"Although he is a prince, he is just a brat."

If the dreaded Lion King came, these people would never dare to act rashly.

"Just make him happy."

"No matter how young you are, you are still His Royal Highness. If you don't pay attention, it will cause us trouble. My lord, please be careful."

"Prince? When it comes to my territory, even a lion has to lie down obediently."

As a local snake, the big businessman who can almost be regarded as the actual controller in Tozes sneered.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what King Kamos thinks. There are so many noble people who want to make a [white skin] a king's younger brother."

The blood of the upper-ranking nobles is mainly brown-skinned, and some upper-ranking nobles think highly of themselves and look down on the lower-ranking nobles.

[White skin] is an insulting term.

Bertola was used to being superior in Tozes City, and he was always the only one to please others. Even the consul who was parachuted from King City had to act according to his face, but these two days he had to show courteousness to a young man to make up for his smile. The breath has long been suffocated.

Now that I'm with my own people, I can't help but speak out as if venting.

"Lord Bertola, please bear with me. As long as your daughter pleases that one, she might become a princess. Once she gives birth to a prince..."

Bertola nodded. He worked so hard to be courteous, and even sent his daughter to bed on his own initiative, that's why.

As a businessman, how could he let go of such a beneficial and harmless investment.

The conversation ended here, Bertola hurried back to the banquet hall, and the other person found a hidden path and left.

After a while, Keyhos came out of the shadows. He glanced blankly at the direction where the two were standing just now, then turned a corner, turned to the main entrance, and walked in.

Just in time to run into the oncoming Tal.

"Ah, Lord Kehoes, you come back...uh!"

Tar's heart stopped beating.

He saw Keyhos's face, saw the knight's eyes at the moment.

It was an expression he had never seen on the face of this knight who always smiled calmly.

That supposedly handsome face was extremely terrifying at the moment.

Just looking at it made his mind go blank for a moment.

After being dazed for a moment, he subconsciously turned and ran to find Garlan.

"Your Highness! Your Highness Garlan—"

The chubby body unexpectedly exploded with incredible speed, making him rush to Garlan who was resting in the gazebo outside.

"It's not good! Mr. Kehoes, he, he... that... looks very angry."

He gasped violently.

"It looks...very...very scary."

"Huh? Keyhors angry?"

Garlan was a little surprised. To be honest, he had never seen Kaihos angry.

His guardian knight always had a gentle smile in front of him.

Moreover, Keyhos has always been calm and rational, and there are very few things that can make his face change color.

Who has the ability to make Keyhos angry?

Garlan turned his head curiously, and saw that his guardian knight had leaned against the pillar of the gazebo gate at some point, with his arms crossed and his posture calm.

Keyhos looked at him with soft eyes and a smile on his lips.

Garlan stared at that handsome face for a long time.

Then, turn around.

"Where are you angry?"

he asked Tarr.

"what?"

Tal, who was so startled that he didn't dare to look at Kaihos just now, was asked this question, and when he turned his head, he saw the blond knight leaning on the stone pillar and smiling at His Highness.

"Uh, obviously... just now his face was very scary..."

He was a little confused for a while.

Keyhos smiled.

He came forward, bowed slightly, and held out his hand to his little prince.

"Your Highness, we should leave."

He said with a smile, looking at Garlan with the same gentle eyes and soft expression as before.

Garlan hummed, took the hand extended by the knight, and stood up.

Kyhoes smiled, and squeezed his prince's hand.

In the depths of the beautiful green pupils that are as beautiful as malachite, hides the terrifying hostility that Tal had seen not long ago, the icy color like the cold winter in the Northland, and the shocking dangerous atmosphere.

It's just that these terrible things have all converged to the depths that others cannot see.

My prince.

Whoever dares to insult you, I will make him pay a terrible price.

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After leaving the house of merchant Bertola, Garlan and his party returned to their residence in the Consulate.

The consul wanted to have an audience, but was rejected by Garlan, and asked the servant to reply to him, telling him to go to work and stop wasting time on himself.

The consul nodded naturally, and stepped back.

The consul was absent-mindedly handling government affairs in the center of the government affairs hall. Not long after, a servant came over and whispered in his ear.

"The prince has fallen asleep, and Sir Cayhors is guarding beside him."

The consul nodded, relieved.

He thought back on Prince Garlan's performance in the past few days, and he felt a little more at ease.

This prince is much easier to deal with than imagined.

That's it.

In this way, he can continue to be his consul of Tozes, and money and goods will continue to be sent to him in an endless stream until he is transferred away. wealth.

While the Consul was still thinking about it, the blond prince who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed appeared here on the street of Tozes City.

He was dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, with all the accessories removed except for the usual ones, and his blond hair was tied back.

There were people coming and going in the bustling Tozes. People of all skin colors and countries gathered in this huge seaport city. There were quite a few blond-haired people, so Garlan didn't look very conspicuous.

Three capable men followed him, who could be seen as guards at a glance.

So now Garlan looks like a son of a wealthy businessman who probably has some money. Apart from the fact that his handsome appearance makes some girls on the street take a few extra glances, he is not too eye-catching.

Tozes is a city facing the sea. Because it is close to the sea and the terrain is low, the lower half of the city is almost built on the water.

Its upper half of the city is on the rocky land, and the houses of those powerful and powerful merchants, as well as the consulate are all there.

The lower half of the city is the residence of ordinary citizens. Here, the streets are replaced by vertical and horizontal networked rivers, and people travel by boat in the river like streets. The houses are erected on the riverside, and the gates It is also facing the river, and the water is just down the stairs.

Even the bazaar is a floating market. The stalls of small vendors are on a wide square pillar erected from the water. There are countless stone pillars in that piece, like a maze on the water. People rowed around in boats. Stop by a stall every now and then to buy something.

This was the first time Garlan had seen such a novel sight.

"No wonder Tozes is known as a water city, that's how it came about."

He sighed.

"Wang...uh, that, master, where do you want to go?"

Although the guards who escorted Garlan here had rushed to the eastern front, about a hundred of the guards under Kehoes stayed behind.

Today, Kaihors sent out to follow Garlan, a few personal guards who were secretly sent out by Kaihors to explore the city secretly when they first arrived in Tozes.

In the two days since they were sent out, they have roughly figured out all parts of the city.

"Ports, commercial offices, large workshops, Anjiyuan, and those places where these residents work."

Garland said.

The guard nodded.

Do as the locals do.

Under the arrangement of those personal guards, Garlan boarded a small boat, and then, the small boat paddled in the criss-crossing river at a very fast speed.

He didn't need to go ashore to see it, he just sat on the boat and looked at those places.

In the large and small seaports, countless male slaves with dark and rough skin struggled to carry the goods on their backs under the whipping of the supervisor, and would be severely whipped even if they took a breath.

Not only these, but also those slaves who were stretching by the coast, the thick ropes were deeply cut into the flesh of their shoulders, and even bloodstains were drawn.

One after another, the whips were lashed heavily on the trackers who were pulling the boat vigorously, making a crackling sound. Occasionally, a skinny slave was overwhelmed and fell to the ground, and was immediately dragged down. were thrown directly into the sea.

Garlan, who was sitting on the boat, was silent, seeing all of this.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

In a blink of an eye, the afternoon passed, and he had turned around and seen many places.

Thinking that it was almost time for dinner, Tal, who was pretending to be sleeping curled up, must not be able to hold on anymore, so he went ashore, intending to rush back to the Consulate Government as soon as possible.

There was a sudden commotion from the small pier where he landed. He followed the sound and saw a strong man with dark skin was punching and kicking a woman lying on the ground, cursing non-stop while beating.

"I bought you back with money, so you should serve me honestly! Run? Where are you going?"

While scolding, the strong man grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her up. He saw that the woman had been beaten black and blue. She was very pitiful, but she still struggled to say something.

"No... I was robbed..."

Before she could finish speaking, the woman's head was hit hard on the ground, blood oozed out, and she cried out in pain.

The strong man continued to curse fiercely: "What's your name! Who will help you? You're a slave! I bought a slave with money! It's my property, and no one can control me if I want to beat you to death!"

He was right, although a bunch of people gathered around and whispered beside him, but no one stepped forward to meddle in their own business.

Garlan frowned. He looked at the crowd around him and held back.

Now, out of sympathy, the guards are asked to help, and they can only help for a while. If they really want to help that woman, they have to think of other ways.

Just as he turned around to leave, a snort came from his ear.

Cold, with an extremely unpleasant breath.

Garlan was taken aback for a moment, because the hum was very familiar.

……correct!

Isn't this the last time at the banquet where the consul welcomed him, when the businessman Bertola said of course that a woman should be taught a lesson if she is disobedient, he suddenly heard a soft snort.

The young man turned his head abruptly and followed the prestige.

But there were too many people, and he could only see a tall woman with slender hands and feet, a brown ponytail, and a bow, who walked steadily and disappeared into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

At this time, the guard who followed him came over and said softly: "Master, if you don't hurry back, it will be too late."

"I see."

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"Prince, did you find anything this afternoon?"

In order not to arouse suspicion, Kaihos did not follow Garlan, but guarded the false highness Tal pretended to be for the whole afternoon.

"I haven't seen much yet, but..."

Garland paused for a moment.

"but?"

"The number of slaves in this city seems to be too much, much more than ordinary citizens, and the slaves are treated very harshly. I always feel...it is dangerous to continue like this."

"Hahaha, Your Highness, you are thinking too much, you are just a slave, what danger will you be in?"

Tal disagreed.

A group of slaves, no matter how many there are, are a group of lowly fellows, what can they do?How can such a humble person have such courage?

"I also think, Prince, you don't have to worry about this matter. It's better to focus on the key people."

So did Keyhos.

He thought to himself, especially that businessman named Bertola, it was absolutely impossible to be forgiven.

Garlan did not continue to say anything.

Whether it's Tal or Kaihors, it can be said that in the consciousness of almost everyone in this world since childhood, the so-called slaves are the most humble existence, and they don't take such things seriously.

However, in Garlan's original world, history told everyone that a single spark can start a prairie fire.

No matter how humble and weak the power is, once it gathers together, it will explode with incomparably terrifying power.

However, even if he knew this, he couldn't tell Kyhos about this.

So, the conversation can only go so far.

After Kaihos and Tal left, Garlan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep.

Why are there so many slaves in Tozeth?

Where did these slaves come from?

The woman I bumped into in the afternoon said that she was robbed. Who robbed her and sold her here?

And, if...

The boy thought about the scene he saw in the city in the afternoon.

If those abused slaves, at the instigation of someone, rioted...

…………

No.

He must have thought too much.

In any case, Tozeth has a navy stationed here, as well as a city guard attached to the Consulate.

After thinking like this for a long time, Garlan finally fell asleep slowly.

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It was already late at night, and the sudden noise outside caused the sleeping Garlan to open his eyes.

He got out of bed, walked to the bed, opened the window and looked out.

I saw that there were several times more patrols below than in the past, and the guards were running in a hurry, as if they were looking for something.

Is something wrong?

Garlan was wondering, when suddenly, a black shadow descended from the sky.

The dark figure turned over vigorously and jumped in through the open window.

The long brown ponytail arced in the dark night, and the black bow on the back reflected a ray of moonlight, and the person who came in through the window stretched out his hand to grab him.

Caught off guard, Garlan's neck was strangled by a slender arm.

The high elastic chest pressed tightly against his back from behind.

A beige hand pressed tightly over his mouth.

At the same time, a mature female voice sounded behind him.

"Prince Aaron Landis, for your own safety, please keep quiet."

Garlan blushed instantly.

I will not make a sound.

He thought so in his heart, but his mouth was covered and he couldn't speak.

His flushed face was not caused by his mouth being covered, but...

So don't put your chest on my back—