A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

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"what happened?"

When Gallan returned home with a lion in his arms, he led to a chaos in the conservatory.

Probably knowing that he was in trouble, the little lion lingered around Gallan's feet after being put down, and did not yell or yell.

When Gallan was picked up by King Camos and was about to leave, he followed Camos with his short legs and chased a few steps, but was stopped by the middle-aged maid at the door. It sat on the ground with a big butt, small eyes with big beans and gazed at the leaving Gallan with all his fluff down, and a pair of pitiful looks like they were abandoned.

Galan, who was hurrying back by King Camos, was first sent to the bath by a group of young maids to take a bath-he tried so hard to resist that the maids didn't let the maids wash him from head to toe, and therefore let the group of maids Snickered for a long time.

Although the body is a child, he is already a teenager who is about to become an adult when he is of mental age. If the years of rebirth are counted, he is actually an adult.

How could he be so embarrassed to let those maids who were still girls rub around on him.

However, although the young maids were not allowed to bathe themselves, the small wounds on the arms and legs were cleaned carefully by the maids to prevent sand and dust from remaining in the wounds.

By the time this tossed down, the sun had set to the west and it was evening.

Washed and cleaned, the little white and tender little Gallan came to the side hall. On the high platform covered with white soft cloth, King Camos was sitting cross-legged on it.

The enticing aroma comes in, and a variety of delicacies are placed in a delicate jade plate before King Camos.

When Gallan entered, King Camos sat there, holding a piece of parchment paper in one hand and holding a spoon in the other, and took a few bites into his mouth and chewed twice. , Swallow, how to look and how rude that posture, no image at all.

The next servants stood quietly and quietly on both sides, apparently accustomed to their king's defiant behavior. When Camos finished reading the parchment, he grabbed a quill pen and wrote a few words on it quickly, then throw it away and threw it to the next servant waiting nearby. The attendant reached out his hands expertly, caught the parchment flying out in the air without changing his face, bowed to salute King Camos, and hurried away with the parchment.

Camos turned his head and stepped off the platform, striding towards Gallan.

His gaze swept over Garland and fell to the bruise on his right arm. In fact, it was just trauma, but because Gallan's skin was already white and delicate, it was a bit scary to have bruises.

Camos stretched out his hand, lifted up his younger brother, turned around, put it on the edge of the platform, and then turned to wait for the doctor next to him to signal.

The doctor in white robe, who had been called for a long time, bowed to salute, and then stepped forward, the doctors who came together had picked up the ointment and other treatment items to follow. Then, at the doctor's command, the two doctor women held Garlan's arm on one side and applied the transparent and colorless creamy ointment to his wound lightly.

Garland was sitting on the edge of the platform, both hands were grasped, and only those people were allowed to do so.

A fascinating scent came, and he turned his head subconsciously, so the dazzling delicacies on the white cloth jumped into his sight.

He swallowed a sip of water, and the child's body was not hungry, and he tossed it all afternoon. The wound started to soak in the bath and he didn't feel it. Now that he looked at so many delicious foods, Gallan immediately felt his stomach. Very hungry.

However, the two doctors were wiping the ointment for him, and both arms were caught by them. He had no food at all. He could only stare at the delicious food in front of him. A torment.

Another scent came, and Garland swallowed again, and then looked away hard, no longer looking at the delicacies that tempted him.

However, as soon as he turned his head, King Camos, who noticed his movements, laughed, and scooped a little soup with a silver spoon, and handed it to his mouth. Seeing that posture, he actually wanted to feed him with his own hands.

Suddenly stunned by the silver spoon that came over suddenly, the tip of the nose was surrounded by the enticing scent of meat soup.

Gallando endured the desire to swallow the food just in front of his mouth and shook his head.

"no need."

He is not really a child, and he always feels embarrassed when he is fed like this.

He thought, be patient, wait for the medicine to be applied.

He shook his head and said, "I'm not very hungry yet."

As soon as the child's words fell, he grunted, and his stomach didn't make a sound of the master's face.

Garland: ""

King Camos raised his eyebrows, and the servants next to them covered their mouths with a low laugh.

Anyway, his face was almost lost, Gallan simply broke the jar, and swallowed the meat in the silver spoon with his mouth open.

Camos fed him a bite, and he took a bite.

It's okay, I'm just a kid.

At least in the eyes of others, this is not a shame.

He was so comfortably fed by Camos bit by bit.

Fortunately, although the child's body is not hungry, but his appetite is also small, so Gallan soon became full, and then shook his head to reject the food that Camos continued to hand over.

Until he was full, the two medical doctors were still using ointment to massage the bruised area, and it seemed that he was not going to stop for a while. It hurt a little at first, and then the medicine was dissipated, and I didn't feel the pain anymore. Gallan was massaged by them a little sleepy.

And just when his little head couldn't help falling asleep, Xie Muer brought Huimus to visit King Camos, and at once he drove away his sleepy insects.

Obviously, those four candidates have already decided the final winner.

Garland didn't have to think about it, he knew it was Huimos.

Sure enough, after King Camos nodded his permission, Xiemuer soon came in, and followed the young man Galgar had expected. It's just that Huimos looks a little embarrassed at the moment.

The light-colored clothes were stained with dirt and dust, black and white, and there were marks of tearing in many places. The trousers on the right foot were torn apart from under the knee, and the exposed skin was deep. Bluish purple. Heimus' black hair was almost sweaty, sticking to his face sticky, and the corners of his eyes were swollen. The arms and shoulders were all green and purple, and there was a long scar on the neck.

The young man came behind Xie Muer, and glanced at King Camos.

The sunset shone diagonally from the fiery red sky, across the tall cylinder, and fell on the handsome face of half of Huimos. Gallan saw the golden red eyes that fell into the light at this moment. Glowing, it was like a cloud of fire falling into the depths of his pupils and burning up.

That is ambition, that is desire.

Garland's golden pupil shrank unconsciously.

The dark-haired boy below is like a fierce beast that is thriving, squinting, wanting to devour everything he sees before him.

After all, he unavoidably stood opposite the man.

And this time, can he defeat this terrible beast?

Or was his throat bitten again by this beast?

A cold thing suddenly touched his tight lips, waking Garlan in thought. He raised his eyes subconsciously, and a peacock-green glass cup stuck to his mouth. In the light-colored juice in the glass, there is small broken ice floating.

He opened his mouth subconsciously and was fed a mouthful of cold juice.

Swallowing, Gallan looked up and took the glass of juice to feed him as it turned out to be King Camos. The man's sharp lips raised the arc, looking at his golden brown pupil with a smile, and when he saw him, he fed him with a smile, and then put the glass of juice in his hand on.

The young Wang seemed to have eaten himself, sitting cross-legged, holding his cheeks on one side of his knees and looking at him with a smile on his side. That posture seemed like he wanted to watch him eat.

The glass cup was a bit big, and Gallan’s hands were too small. He could only hold the sides of the cup with two small hands, lowered his head, and drank it bit by bit. Half of his face was buried in the big cup. From the outside, only You can see the fluffy little head moving, making people want to rub it hard.

Camos smiled.

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As for the dark-haired teenager kneeling below, Camos didn't even care about it. He just responded arbitrarily with ‘know’, and then waved his hand to let Sherman take the teenager back.

The posture of rushing people without caring, let the people on the left and right look at each other, revealing a thoughtful or clear look. Then, they eagerly looked at the child sitting next to Wang, who was still struggling to drink that big glass of juice, and completely ignored another teenager who was about to become Wang Di.

Xie Muer, who was standing below, looked at this scene with cold eyes, and his eyes turned to fall on the child who was only half-faced by the big glass cup.

When I think of it, this kid splashed his ink, and his whole body was dirty, so that the goose bumps behind him popped up, and he was responsible for conducting the test, and he couldn't handle it. He had to bear it hard. I lived patiently for most of the day until the end of all the tests before liberation.

So, as soon as he saw the kid, he remembered the tormenting time in the afternoon, so his eyes staring at Gallan became sharper.

After putting down the big malachite green glass cup, Gallan raised his eyes and faced Xie Muer staring at him, and Xie Muer stared at his reason, he naturally knew.

So he bent his eyes and gave Xie Muer a bright, big smile.

Come up with me and beat me

You dare?

Xie Muer: ""

A splendid smile straightened back the priest's cold whizzing eyes, and Gallan was satisfied.

As soon as his gaze turned, he met the young man standing behind Xiemuer again.

The boy glanced over, his eyes gleaming through the golden-red eyes, Gallan's heart jumped violently, inexplicably feeling guilty, and quickly turned his head away.

He remembered that not long ago, he fell off the stone steps. It was this man who rushed over to catch him, without causing him more serious injuries. But because he confused dream and reality, he slapped Heimus in the face when he woke up.

And now, this man kneeled on the ground with a scared face, and King Camos, who was too lazy to look at him, waved his hands casually, but he was coaxed by him to drink juice.

This kind of differential treatment, as well as new and old hatred

Okay, for him, he might be even more upset than Huimus.

However, at noon, he had also done something wrong.

Garland was wondering how to find an opportunity to apologize, and the following Huimos got up and retreated.

Anxious and not thinking about it, he grabbed the box of ointment he had just applied to him, jumped off the stage, and chased him out.

Xie Muer, who was staying in the room and talking to King Camos, subconsciously glanced at Gallan who ran past him. It seemed inexplicable, not knowing what the child was going to do. Camos looked at Gallan's back and smiled lowly, without saying anything, and continued to discuss with Xie Muer about disaster relief.

Heimus walked out under the leadership of the servant, and suddenly the sound of rapid footsteps came from behind.

When he responded that the footsteps were following him, his left hand had been grabbed from behind.

He turned around and met his big amber eyes.

Fearing that Huimos would go away, Galland was chasing very hard just now, and he ran a little gasping for a run, and a small face flushed slightly.

"I"

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, because he apologized for the matter of hitting Heimus not long ago, but he just said a word of "I" and "Sorry" before he could say it. His breath was too busy. Puffed away.

He gasped and raised the ointment box in his hand to Huimus.

Just now Brother Camos didn’t let the doctor there look at the meaning of Huimus, but when he saw that Huimus was bruised and scarred, he must definitely take some medicine. what.

Heimus glanced at the small pillbox that Galran handed to him, his eyes cold.

He didn't reach for it.

"no need."

He said coldly that he didn't wait for Garland to finish talking, and walked away quickly.

Heimus walked very fast, and in a blink of an eye, Kung Fu had already stepped down the stairs, and Gallan had no time to stop it, and he had no time to finish.

He stood staring blankly, holding the cold pillbox in his hand, and watching the back of Huimus disappear in front of his eyes.

His heart sank slowly.

Heimus walked forward quickly, his dark hair falling on the corner of his eyes, and the shadow fell on his pupils. He looked at the sunset in the distance, his eyes deep.

He remembered what he had just seen, and the child sat next to King Camos, and happily let King Camos feed the juice.

He remembered that not long ago, when he was injured in order to save the child, he got a slap in the face, and the disgusted look in the child's eyes when he looked at him.

The teenager laughed lowly, with a deep sarcasm hidden in the laughter.

The eyes that disgusted him were really familiar.

From small to large, he did not know how many eyes he saw.

But it's just the eyes of those who flattered the high weight and hated the humble.

He remembered what he saw, and the child had clear and bright eyes like golden amber.

He likes those eyes very much. When they look at you, they are like glowing, clean, and not contaminated with the worldly dust, which is different from the dirty eyes of those people he has seen in the past. .

Therefore, he once thought that Galland with those eyes is different from others, but the facts told him that the same, after all, is the same, and the child is no different from others.

This is the cold reality.

In this world, status determines everything, and power determines everything.

Heimus thought, clenching his hands on his side.

Only by climbing up and standing at the highest place will you not be overlooked, be disgusted by others, or be scorned by others.

One day, he will stand there.

One day, he will step on everyone who has despised him!

Garland lingered back with a small pillbox.

Ah, Huimos has begun to look at me with a bad look, and I seem to have taken another step away from the road of death.

He thought so sadly and turned his eyes to see King Camos, the culprit of everything, still talking to Xie Muer.

Hey, really wanted to hit him.

In short, in order to survive, I must ask Brother Camos to abolish my brother!

Clenching the pillbox, Gallan once again strengthened his determination.