A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The beautiful blond-haired young boy is like an elf transformed into water and forest. He sits quietly on the grass, seeming to be awake and not awake. The golden eyes seem to be a little hazy, like a golden layer of water mist. amber.

His eyes reflected the figure of the person standing on the opposite side, his eyelashes blinked, the fog in his eyes receded a little, blinked again, and receded a little.

When the familiar figure finally reflected clearly in his pupils, at that moment, Gallan's pupils shrank violently.

His eyes appeared horrified.

The young man was like a white deer who had just woken up from a deep sleep, but looked up and saw that the terrible hunter's hands and arrows had been aimed at himself.

Almost at the moment when he saw Heimos, he jumped up with one hand and his other hand quickly touched his waist, as if he wanted to draw something from there--

But his hand felt empty.

The gesture of his one-armed jump seemed extremely muscular one second before, but the long tassels at the end of the sky blue belt tied around his waist were scattered loosely when he fell asleep, wrapped around his Calf and ankle.

He walked together, stepped on the lingering tassel, and there was a trip under his feet.

Poof.

I saw that the beautiful blonde young boy who was still picturesque one second ago snapped the whole person down on the grass.

It seems that the fall is not light.

Huimus: "..."

After a while, Gallan sat on the grass with his hands on his back. As soon as he looked up, he could see a pale red mark on his white forehead, apparently just hit it.

And in front of Garland, Huimus kept the posture of stooping and bending down to reach out.

It's just that Gallan just fell too fast and suddenly. Even he didn't react, and he just had to extend his hand.

Heimus maintained this half-stretched posture, looking at the stunned blond teenager sitting on the grass and looking up at him, the blonde teenager with a red forehead and a red nose, he couldn't help laughing. Too.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when he first saw Galland, when he was a child, Gallan also slammed in front of him.

It hasn't changed at all.

Even if the body grows up, it is still like a child.

Heimus thought so, and couldn't help raising his lips, while continuing to reach out, wanting Lagarlan to stand up.

But Gallan tilted his upper body back before he reached over.

The action seemed to be avoiding his hand.

Heimus froze for a moment, and he saw Gallan staring up at his eyes, the pupil shrinking slightly, revealing a deep vigilance, and even a trace of fear.

The young man's body was also tense, as if a frightened cub faced a terrible enemy, it was a state of alert and ready to go.

"Are you... afraid of me?"

Subconsciously, Huimus asked this sentence.

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

Garland still stared at him defensively, lips open, as if to want to say something.

Suddenly, a roar roared, and the entire courtyard seemed to shake.

Garland hadn't had time to speak yet, and saw a huge figure roaring out of the jungle.

Obviously, he has a huge figure but a strong posture, and runs quickly. With only a few breathing times, he rushed with a loud roar.

Furious and powerful.

Heimus jumped back instinctively.

As soon as he retreated, the huge figure came in and stopped between him and Galland.

It was a huge brown lion, it was standing in front of Garland, tall and mighty, the eyes were wide open, and the dark brown thick mane flew like a tassel around its wide face, making it more and more It looks majestic.

Its mane is very thick, spread all over the head and neck, and even spread to the back and abdomen, the darker the color, the darker it becomes. The huge body with thick mane almost blocked the boy from behind him.

At this moment, this imposing lion stared at Huimos like a charcoal giant eye, leaning slightly, his shoulders tight, and fangs in his open mouth.

That terrifying look seemed to rush past the head that shattered Huimos in the next second.

If it is replaced with another person, I am afraid that he has already fallen on the ground and his feet are too soft to stand up, and incontinence is possible.

However, Huimus, who was staring at the lion, did not show a tense expression. He did not even pose for defense or fight, so he stood there standing upright.

The massive roar of the Lions just now didn't seem to have any effect on him. He just stood there, his eyes uneasy.

On the contrary, the teenager who was behind the lion was sobered by the roar.

"Uh... Nega?"

Garland looked at the bushy mane in amazement, as if seeing something incredible.

His expression looked like he was waking up at the beginning of his dream, remembering what he had just done, his eyes rolled up dizzyingly, revealing a panicked look like a child in trouble.

Fortunately, the huge body of the lion blocked his entire person tightly, and his strange appearance was not seen by Huimus at the moment.

The majestic lion roared at Heimus and was proud and majestic. Hearing Galland behind him shouted its name, he turned around immediately and threw the confronting Heimus to Behind him.

Slightly short, its huge head with thick mane lowered, leaned towards Galland, rubbing it like a cat, and kept making a low gurgle from the throat.

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

Gallan reached into his thick mane, hugged the lion's head, rubbed it a few times, and made the lion's eyes squint comfortably. Then he looked up at Heimus standing opposite.

He tilted his head slightly, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes, and looked at Heimus from top to bottom.

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

"...Hymos?"

Garland's words made Huimus raise an eyebrow.

"Unrecognizable?"

He said, not only his eyes, but also some unpleasantness in his breath.

"Uh... because of the big changes, you dress like this..."

The young man consciously felt wrong and whispered in a lack of confidence.

"I just woke up and was confused. As soon as I woke up, there was a person who looked a little strange, of course...well, I didn't recognize it at once."

How could it not be recognized!

Garland, who tried hard to pretend to look innocent and suspicious, was crying in his heart at the moment.

Not changed at all.

It's exactly the same.

Except for that gloomy and cold look, the whole person is exactly the same as the previous generation of Huimos.

God knows that as soon as he opened his eyes and saw ‘Hyimos’ standing in front of him, his heart was almost scared, and the cold hairs all stood up.

The first reaction instinctively wanted to reach out with a dagger to resist.

Niega roared and roused him. This caused Gallan, who was asleep and frightened, to react. It was not the previous generation.

In this life, he has a good relationship with Huimos. Heimos would not want to kill him.

Huimus looked down at his clothes.

Indeed, he is still wearing the daily costume of the Northern Army, which is very different from the military costume of the Wangcheng.

Think again, I haven't known how many enemies have been killed in the four years of battle, and the **** smell and grievance that I can't smell but feel can't be suppressed. In the awe-inspiring north and the army where the wind is like a knife, naturally it does not feel obvious, but in this soft southern king city, the sharp edge is very dazzling.

...

But even so, he was a little unhappy as soon as he thought of the fear and alertness that Gallan had just seen in his eyes.

Therefore, he stood on the spot and squeezed his lips. The thinner lips appeared sharper, and his breath in the center of the soft southern city became more aggressive.

That kind of breath was felt even by the big lion surrounded by Garland, and turned his head and yelled threateningly at Heimus.

Gallan hurriedly gave Nega Shun Shuo Mao, rubbed her head, and coaxed it back.

As for the grief emanating from Huimos, he could not scare him. After all, he had seen the cold appearance of Huimos ten times more terrible than it is now.

At this moment, Gallan's mood was relaxed after finding an excuse to confuse the matter just now.

Pulling the tassel off the belt that tripped his feet, he stood up from the grass, raised his hands and patted Nega's head.

Then he walked towards Huimus.

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

Snow-white barefoot stepped on the green grass, and the boy walked towards Huimus.

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As the breeze blew, a few strands of gold flew softly in the air.

Garland reached out to Huimus.

"Welcome back, Huimus."

He said that his smile was like the crescent of a crescent moon.

Just like the smiling face of the kid four years ago.

Time seems to have never changed the child's clean smile.

It was just a smiley face, and there was a sentence that instantly made the sullen heart of Huimos melt away like the snow in the sun.

He murmured lowly and held out his hand.

But, unlike Gallan, he didn't stretch out only one hand.

Heimus's outstretched hands were extremely natural, and, of course, hugged Gallan in front of him.

The teenager's slender body was embraced by his arms. He lowered his head slightly, his nose touched the velvet blonde hair, an indescribable, fresh breath like the forest in the early spring blew into the nose, and penetrated Among his internal organs, the **** breath that soaked his entire body was dispersed a little.

Bright blond hair vaguely with the soft breath of the early spring sunshine, melted the cold that he brought from the north.

Holding this man in his arms, it seems that he has also become clean and softened.

This beautiful feeling made him not want to let go.

Originally, I just wanted to grab a hand with Heimus, but Galan, who was hugged by Heimus, blinked and thought, and let him hold him.

After all, he was a little guilty and short-tempered about the hostile attitude he had suddenly shown against Heimus.

Moreover, Brother Camos also likes to hug and rub him when he sees him every time he returns from a trip, and even lifts him up, still thinking he is a child.

Forget it, he is used to it.

Garland thought this way and gave Hyimos a hug, and his eyes began to wander around.

As soon as this gaze turned, he saw something familiar.

The lapis lazuli earrings on Heimus' ears refracted azure light in the sunlight.

Garland suddenly felt embarrassed.

The familiar rough carver, the familiar crooked lines-it was so ugly that people couldn't look straight at it-when it was carved, Xie Muer saw the corners of his mouth twitched at a glance, and then never again Ken looked at it a second time, probably afraid of hurting his eyes.

To be honest, as a producer, he himself feels very ugly, but how did Huimos dare to wear such ugly earrings on his ears?

...It's really courageous.

Garland raised his hand while thinking, and poked the earring gently with his fingertips.

"Do you like lapis lazuli so much?"

He asked curiously.

The earlobe was prickled a little, and even with my heart it seemed to be lightly flicked by feathers.

Heimus smiled a moment, and just started to answer, suddenly his face was sullen.

The next second, he turned suddenly.

Raising his hand stopped Garland behind him.

The black-red cloak lifted high in the air at the moment he turned.

Amidst the awe-inspiring expression, Huimos yanked the long sword from his waist with a flash of lightning.

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

Backhand sideways.

Keng!

I saw a heavy big sword hacked down from behind him, right on the blade of him.

Two sharp blades suddenly struck a metal spark.

The horrible power that had never been encountered so far caused Heimus's arm to sink suddenly. He slammed his lips and slammed the green muscles on the back of his hand. He took the fiercely cut sword.

"Brother Wang--?!"

Garland's cry rang from his side.

Heimus froze for a moment, and raised his eyes. The familiar deep-nose, high-nosed, sturdy face was still in his eyes, still dark brown hair.

King Camos, who had not changed much compared with four years ago, raised his sword and carried it on his shoulder, grinning at his two younger brothers.

Although the bronzed skin seemed to be deeper and the arms were a little stronger, the face and chin were still clean and there was no stubble at all.

"Yes, the response is quite quick."

The strong king carrying the big sword said this, he didn't seem to be ashamed of his sneak attack from behind him, but just took it for granted.

"Just right."

King Camos tossed his love sword to a close bodyguard behind him, then pulled a short sword from his waist, and raised his eyebrows at Heimus.

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

His big sword was cast from Adamantite meteorite, sharp, heavy, and huge, and he had an advantage over other weapons.

He will not take advantage of this against young people.

Heimus took a deep look at King Camos, who had not seen him for a long time, and did not speak. He gave an answer by action.

He lay the sword in front of him, his muscles tensed, ready to go, and he had already taken a pose against the enemy.

Garland aside: "........."

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

Is it really good to start playing as soon as we meet?

He was still talking like this, he was already pinging.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and a big fluffy head arched from behind, and somehow the big lion leaned over and rubbed his head as if he were coquetting him.

So the boy turned his head and went to concentrate on the big lion.

So Nega was happy.

…………

"Hey, don't stare at the prince all the time, it's rude."

The reminder from colleagues around me woke up the young bodyguard who had been staring at the blond prince for a while.

Holding the big sword that King Camos threw to him, he lowered his head in a panic.

"No, I'm very sorry." He stuttered, "I saw it for the first time, so..."

"Yes, you have only recently been transferred to your majesty. It should be the first time to see His Royal Highness." The older guard said, "Why, you are also a believer in the goddess Aphrodite?"

The young bodyguard shook his head violently.

"No, I am not." He quickly denied, "I was the first to see the one who was rumored... I was curious, so I was rude if I was not careful."

As he spoke, he unconsciously looked at the prince again.

He saw the huge lion, who was frightened at first glance, but was as gentle as a kitten in front of the prince, which made him more and more amazed.

"Well, rumors...also."

The older bodyguard smiled in a low voice, and then looked up at Prince Garland.

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

Those nobles and corrupt officials who have no bottom line, I don’t know how many people have hit the prince in the past few years, and then fell badly.

In addition, many unjust, false and wrong cases over the past few years have also revealed the truth in the hands of the prince, allowing many people to recover their innocence and restart their lives.

‘The great sun **** Samash gave his wiseness and justice to the prince. ’

‘The lion sent to the world by Samash, it guards our wise prince of Aaron Landis. ’

The people in the king city chanted this way.

They called the young prince-[the wise prince].

The author has something to say: 　　 The last chapter did not allow Gallan to speak and act in order not to spoil your good impression.

... As long as he opened his mouth, the picturesque and beautiful boy image collapsed...