A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

A good night's sleep.

After waking up, the little girl sitting on the bed was a little dazed. She thought she would be the same as before, because she had to stay alert, so she didn't sleep well, but she didn't know that she slept until dawn.

If someone had evil intentions towards her last night...

[If she feels that her disguise is working and she can sleep peacefully, it's fine if I pretend to be cheated. 】

She eavesdropped on the conversation between those two people last night in order to find out why those people brought her back, but she heard this sentence.

Compared with the fact that the boy is actually the prince of Aaron Landis, this sentence made her feel more complicated.

That boy was indeed good-looking, but he was a man.

Thinking of what happened in the past few months, she hated the existence of men from the bottom of her heart.

Teenagers are no exception.

It was only because she could tell at a glance that the knight was not easy to fool and had vicious eyes, so she kept pretending to be pitiful and clinging to the boy who seemed to be more talkative, avoiding the knight with the boy's hand.

When she smiled sweetly at the boy in front of him, when she pretended to be pitiful, she was sneering in her heart.

It's just that she didn't expect that it was just her self-righteousness.

From the very beginning, the boy saw through her.

With a sudden creak, the door was pushed open, and the blond boy walked in and smiled at her.

Emma opened her eyes and looked at him for a long time.

She didn't speak until the other party walked up to her.

"why?"

She lowered her eyes, and the shadow cast by her thin eyelashes made her complexion look a little gloomy.

Her fingers tightly gripped the soft quilt on her body.

"Why didn't you expose me?"

Garlan, who was about to reach out to hug the little girl, was taken aback for a moment.

He looked at little Emma and didn’t answer right away.

At this moment, Emma's pretty little face no longer had the sweet and lovely look that was occasionally shown in front of Garlan yesterday.

She lowered her eyes, gloomy and penetrating.

That little face seemed to be surrounded by an opaque black shadow, and even the immature voice was gloomy.

"Don't expose me, is it because you want to see me laugh?"

Emma clenched her hands tightly on the quilt, she gritted her teeth and said, "Seeing how I carefully curry favor with you, you must be very proud!"

She knew she shouldn't say such things, and she still needed this person to protect him.

But for some reason, when the boy smiled at her, she felt very wronged.

She just couldn't help herself from saying something like this——

Garlan looked at the gloomy look on the little child's face that didn't match her age, and the fingers that tightly clenched the quilt as if venting.

He thought for a while, then bent over and knelt down on one knee beside the bed.

Raising his eyes slightly, he looked at little Emma at a slightly upward angle.

"Emma."

He whispered the child's name.

"Maybe during this time, you experienced a lot of bad things, and those things made you very sad and painful."

"It's only natural for you to hate those who hurt you. In the future, for those people, you can always hate them. You don't need to forgive them."

He says,

"You can hate those people, but you can't hate everyone."

"Because those people are not qualified to represent everything."

"In this world, if there are good things, there will naturally be bad things, even for men."

Emma stared blankly at the person kneeling in front of her.

The boy who spoke to her had a pair of golden eyes, clean and clear, as bright as shining.

When those eyes look at you, it's like bright sunlight falling on your body and seeping into your heart.

"Maybe you think I'm lying to you too... I don't care, you don't need to believe what I say."

"You are still young, your strength is still weak, and there are still many things you have never seen."

"But when you grow up, when you have the power to protect yourself, you can once again see the world with your own eyes."

"Whether this world is good or bad, you will find out by yourself when the time comes."

Emma stared blankly at the boy's bright golden eyes, watching him reach out to her.

"So, Emma, ​​now, before you have the power to protect yourself, I will send you back to the place that can protect you, and to those who are anxiously waiting for your return."

After a long silence, Emma looked at the hand in front of her for a long time.

Then, she raised her hand.

The little hand grasped the boy's hand tightly.

I didn't believe him.

My sisters have said that men can only lie, and their words are all lies.

So, I don't trust him, I just pretend to trust him in order to get back to everyone.

The little girl warned herself so in her heart.

………………

In a hidden harbor, a large ship is moored.

In the afternoon, several people in cloaks entered it.

After entering the cabin, Garlan put down his dark hood, and his long golden hair fell down.In order to divert other people's attention, Kaihos did not follow. He was followed by several personal guards arranged by Kaihos.

With a glance, he saw a row of people standing opposite, all of them were tall and strong women, each with slender hands and feet, and heroic brows, and each of them carried a war bow on their backs.

Those Allson female soldiers looked at him with unstoppable excitement in their eyes, and their faces were full of surprise.

The leading female soldier couldn't hold back anymore and walked over quickly.

Before Garlan could speak, the female warrior lowered her head, lowered her body, and knelt down in front of Garlan.

The moment she knelt down, the row of female warriors standing opposite knelt down in unison.

Garlan was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard the little girl beside him speak.

"General Venier, I am very sorry for causing you so much trouble because I went out to sea without authorization."

"No, little princess, failing to protect you well is our dereliction of duty."

Kneeling on one knee in front of Emma, ​​the female warrior Elson looked at Emma with excited and gentle eyes.

"It is our greatest comfort that you are safe and sound. The queen is very worried about you. Please come back to her with me as soon as possible."

Emma nodded.

The female soldier Elson, who was called the general, stood up, turned around and began to direct her subordinates to prepare to sail.

At the same time, she also handed over the rest of the information to the guards behind Garlan.

"Your Highness Prince Aaron Landis, I will always remember your help to our princess."

Vinier held Emma tightly with one hand, pressed the other to her chest, and bowed her head to Garlan.

She said: "I will pass all this on to the Queen. Eilson will never forget your kindness. If you need it, we will definitely repay you."

After she finished speaking, she took little Emma's hand and turned to leave quickly.

Little Emma was held by her hand, walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped again.

When the female warrior looked at her with questioning eyes, she suddenly broke away from the other's holding her hand, turned around, and ran towards Garlan.

"I don't believe what you said!"

Emma threw herself in front of Garlan, and Garlan subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch her.

The little princess tightly grasped Garlan's wrist, she raised her head, her little face flushed slightly, and her big blue eyes looked at Garlan without blinking.

"Men are good at lying, so I don't believe what you say."

she says,

"So, when I grow up, I'm going to see it for myself!"

She put the silver-white earring engraved with Eilson's unique pattern, which had been tightly held in her hand, into Garlan's hand.

"Remember, when I grow up and become stronger, I will go to you! I want to see it with my own eyes and find the answer—"

The little princess finished speaking so loudly, before Garlan could speak, she turned around and ran away.

Only Garlan was left holding the silver-white earrings in his hands, standing there in a daze and at a loss.

Uh... wait.

What just happened?

Holding the earring in his hand, Garlan felt a little dazed.

After the little prince went back with the stack of exchanged materials and the silver-white earring in his hand in a bewildered expression, the one-eyed knight of his family laughed wantonly for a long time.

"Very good, prince, your charm really only makes me look up to you."

Keyhos laughed intermittently as he spoke.

"You have been booked by the next Queen Elson."

"Enough, Keyhors."

Looking at the earrings, Garlan only felt a headache.

The Cavaliers continued to make up the knife unceremoniously.

"Ailson's female fighters have always been tough. If they are rejected, they will unceremoniously snatch the man back."

"........."

"Although the little princess is still young, she has considerable strength and quick reflexes. When she grows up, she will definitely be a powerful Elson female warrior. With all due respect, in terms of talent, Prince, in about seven or eight years, you will be Can't beat her."

Garlan: "...shut up."

To be honest, you are still my good knight.

He looked at the hot thing in his hand, feeling extremely distressed.

"It's really troublesome."

he muttered softly.

"Trouble? Isn't this very good?" Kaihos said with a smile, "You like those with fair skin, long hair, and cute smiles, who are smaller than you. Take a closer look, that little princess is not very suitable for you." Do you like it?"

"Are you kidding, she's just a child, a ten-year-old child!"

The little prince who had endured making fun of his knight for a long time finally blew up.

"Who would care about a child? I'm not a pervert!"

"What's the matter? Girls grow up very fast. In a few years, she will be the ideal girl in your mind. Although she may be able to fight a little, but in terms of appearance, she must be a sweet and lovely beauty. Girl, when the time comes, you can... um... Achoo!"

The knight who was molesting his little prince suddenly sneezed hard.

Strange, do you have a cold?

The knight rubbed his itchy nose in bewilderment.

……

At this moment, on the distant ocean, the following dialogue is taking place.

"Hey? Vinier, have you already chosen a man who will allow you to have a child? You have always been very picky and couldn't find a partner."

Several Allson female fighters got together and chatted.

"Tsk, those men I met before are too weak, they are all like trash, how could I be interested."

Venier said carelessly, "This one is different now, that is the guy who can beat me, and the child who inherits his blood will definitely not be bad."

"It's true, in order to give birth to a strong child, you must choose a man who is strong enough. By the way, since you can beat a man as powerful as you, why don't I go with you too?"

"If he is really as powerful as you said, then I might as well..."

…………

A sneeze!

Sigh, squeak!

The blond knight, who was missed by all the Elson female warriors because he was too powerful, sneezed several times again.

He couldn't care less about teasing the little prince anymore, rubbed his nose and planned to make a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold.

****

Another day has passed.

It is already late at night in the distant royal city, and the whole city has quieted down in the dark night, entering a peaceful sleep.

In the bedroom deep in the palace, Heymos lay sideways on the bed, his fine black hair scattered on the snow-white pillow.

A ray of moonlight from the skylight fell on his handsome side cheeks, but under the moonlight, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was having some bad dream.

…………

...the world is pitch black, nothing can be seen...

Not a single star in the night sky.

Suddenly, the crimson flames illuminated the entire sky.

Amidst the howling wind, the churning flames instantly engulfed the pitch-black land.

In the place surrounded by flames, among the collapsed ruins, someone was sitting there.

The man was in the fire.

The deep shadow cast by the swaying flames made it difficult to see the appearance of that person.

Suddenly, a gust of wind howled past.

The man sitting in the fire looked up.

The gale lifted the flowing golden hair, and the firelight illuminated the face.

On the blood-stained face under the blond hair, a little tear in the corner of the half-opened golden eyes in the black shadow suddenly burned the heart ache.

The flames spread to the boy's body, igniting the golden hair and messy clothes.

In the blink of an eye, the crimson flames devoured everything.

The figure of the boy was also wiped out in the flames that suddenly surged violently——

…………

"!"

Heymos opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up.

Dream?

He sat on the bed with his knees bent, breathing heavily.

After a while, he turned his head slowly, looking around at the darkness around him, his fine black hair was scattered in the corners of his sharp eyes, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly in the dark night.

In the dark night, he raised his hand and clasped his fingers tightly to his chest.

Inside, the heart was beating violently, showing no signs of slowing down.

A little tear from the corner of the golden eyes seen in the dream flashed in my mind again.

The fingers that clasped his chest tightened even more, and Heymos's lips were also tightened to the extreme.

... an ominous dream...

Garlan on fire...