A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Originally, Heymos was still hesitating, although his subordinate Suojia was very powerful when he secretly planned things to deceive people. For example, Suojia did a great job in getting rid of his uncle Earl. However, when it comes to how to pursue the one you love...

Back then, Heymos had been tricked by him once, so this time Suo Jia's suggestion had to be weighed carefully before making a decision.

Therefore, Heymos came to the small court this time, not to find Garlan, but to have other matters.

It's just that when he passed the hall, he glanced at Garlan from a distance, and with this look, he saw the Tasdar envoy standing in front of Garlan, that person had a face that seemed familiar.

He thought for a moment, and immediately remembered who that person was.

With a move in his heart, he didn't leave, but stood so far away.The tall pillar supporting the palace at his side covered his figure, and he hid behind the pillar, listening intently to the conversation between Garlan and the Tasdar envoy.

His hearing is gifted, even if he is separated by more than ten meters, he can still hear the conversation over there.

Heymos pursed his lips tightly when he heard that the gift from Opada was the blue gemstone, feeling very unhappy.

It seems that that guy hasn't given up on Garlan yet.

Although the messenger said that the gem had no additional meaning, Heymos could guess in his heart that Oppada wanted this gem with special meaning to accompany Garlan instead of him out of selfishness.

With Garlan's character, he will definitely keep this gem well.

In the future, whenever Garlan sees the gem, he will remember Oppada.

Thinking of this, Heymos' eyes darkened a bit.

At this moment, a cluster of fire suddenly ignited in his heart, sizzling.

And when the Tasdar envoy left, not only did his anger not calm down, but it became more and more intense with the little princess mentioned by Tal, and the election of the prince and concubine proposed by Xie Muer.

He pressed one hand on the cold stone pillar, his face sank like water.

That's all for Elson's little princess, she's just a child after all, but what Shemuer said... Heymos couldn't help thinking about it.

Indeed, Garlan is about to come of age, and after being established as the Crown Prince this time, the power of the government has changed. I am afraid that many people want to take advantage of this change to get a share of it. The Crown Princess is the best breakthrough.

King Kamos is not good at women, maybe because he saw the messy things in his father's harem when he was a child, and even the things that the much-loved harem concubine caused chaos in the government, so he has not established a princess so far , His harem is clean, there is not a single woman, only dozens of maids with no background serve him.

Over the years, none of the rich and powerful ministers could successfully stuff women from their own families into the harem of King Kamos, and in the end, they had no choice but to give up.

But now, there is a better candidate in front of them.

I'm afraid those powerful ministers have already begun to think about how to stuff their delicate daughter, niece or beautiful granddaughter into the harem of the crown prince in private.In a few days, they will encourage King Kamos to choose a concubine for Garlan.

The huge sense of crisis made Heymos's throat dry for a while.

He stood behind the column in a daze for a long time, until a passing attendant saluted him, and he came back to his senses.

Looking up again, he saw Garlan leaving the hall in a hurry.

After hesitating for a moment, he followed.

Garlan didn't seem to notice that someone was following him, and walked in a hurry, as if he was afraid that someone would catch up.

After completely leaving the small court and coming to a small and quiet palace, he saw Garlan stop, let out a long breath, put one hand on the stone pillar, and looked a little depressed.

By the time he walked over, Garlan had changed from the posture of supporting the stone pillar with his hands to the posture of turning around and leaning his back on the stone pillar.

The young man raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, rested his head on the stone pillar, and was still whispering, obviously talking to himself.

It's just that he could clearly hear the few words he said to himself.

【Crown Princess...】

Suddenly, Heymos only felt his heart tighten.

Perhaps it was because he had watched Garlan grow up since he was a child. All along, he subconsciously felt that Garlan was still young, so he hadn't considered this matter at all.

He always felt that he didn't need to worry, he still had a long time to slowly approach Garlan's heart, and let Garlan accept him bit by bit.

But now-

His heart was in turmoil for a moment. When he saw the pair of golden eyes open to reflect his shadow, Heymos had no time to think. His action was faster than his brain, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Gal Lan's hand.

The moment he grabbed that wrist, Heymos felt his heart stabilized in an instant.

He looked deeply at the teenager who was looking at him in confusion, and made a decision in his heart.

Perhaps it was too early, for Garlan.

But he was very disturbed, very disturbed, he needed a promise from Garlan.

…………

It was already evening, bathed in the fiery red sunset, the huge white city wall stood majestically.

Green palm trees stand straight on the ground, their broad leaves swaying slightly with the breeze.

The water in the lotus pond made of white stones is crystal clear, but only the green lotus leaves are left on the water surface, and the light blue lotus flowers have almost withered as the weather gets cooler.

The wide white city wall blocked the horizon, and the sun that was about to sink into the ground could not be seen, only the red light coming over the city wall could be seen.

The garden under the setting sun is quiet, except for the occasional crisp chirping of birds.

Heymos saw Garlan walking forward, looking at the garden in front of him, and seemed a little absent-minded.

His heart softened slightly, and he was a little happy.

It seemed that Garlan still remembered this place.

This is where they first met when they were both very young.

"Garlan, do you remember where this is?"

Heymos said, looking softly at Garlan and lowering his voice.

"……Remember."

He heard Garlan answer.

The boy's answer was very soft, but it was enough to make him feel more joy in his heart.

Heymos recalled that time, the little child who fell to the ground in his shock stared at him with wide round eyes.

The scenes he experienced with Garlan seemed to be just yesterday.

He guarded the child, from a small ball to the present appearance.

He watched Garlan grow up.

Maybe even he didn't know it, but unconsciously, this child had become a part of his life and even his soul.

No one can strip Garlan from his life.

Not even the gods of Aaron Landis.

Heymos thought, stretched out his hand, and took Garlan's hand.

When he first brought Garlan, he grabbed his left hand, but this time, he held Garlan's right hand, and when he lifted it up, he saw the thing that Garlan was holding in his palm.

A small box of cedar wood, which was given to Garlan by the Tasdar envoy.

The moment he saw this small wooden box, Heymos's heart sank, his lips pursed a little sharply, his eyes also sank, and the shadow of the scattered forehead hair fell on his pupils, which made his face look pale at the moment. It looks a little gloomy.

And the way he stared at the wooden box was like a wild wolf, revealing a bit of cruelty.

…………

Garlan stood in front of the lotus pond, the water was crystal clear, the wind wrinkled the water, causing the round green leaves to undulate in the water.

The fragrant breeze with a little water vapor passed over the young man's cheeks, playfully brushing up a strand of golden hair.

The sun hadn't completely set yet, and there was still warmth in the air, and even the breeze that blew by didn't make people feel cold.

But at this moment, Garlan felt a chill run down his back.

The scenes in his memory flashed quickly in his mind.

The snow-white lightning that tore through the black clouds.

It was as if the rumbling thunder sounded in my ears.

The huge and heavy raindrops, like gravel, hit the body, and it hurt people every time.

The pouring downpour of rain.

Also, that tall figure in silver-white armor and black boots stepped on the water and walked towards him step by step along the edge of the pool...

He turned his head, and the figure that just flashed from memory was right in front of him.

His pupils tightened slightly, and even his breathing began to become short of breath.

He felt as if his heart was being stabbed by something invisible.

Garlan unconsciously raised his hand, wanting to press it on his throbbing chest.

He tightened his shoulders nervously.

Heymos asked him if he still remembered this, and what did he mean?

Did Heymos remember something?

But as soon as Garlan raised his hand, Heymos grabbed his hand before he could press it on his chest.

He looked up at Heymos.

He saw Heymos' dark, shadowed eyes, and Heymos clasped his right wrist tightly, staring at his hand.

He clearly saw the cruelty in those golden red eyes.

Garlan's heart skipped a beat.

Heymos, who was silent at the moment, made him panic in his heart.

Indeed, Heymos in this life would not harm him.

But... What about Heymos from previous lives?

Heymos from previous lives hated him deeply.

If the current Heymos has the memories of previous lives...

It's not impossible.

Garlan still remembered that last time in the city of Menester, Heymos said that the reason why he suddenly lost control of his emotions and wanted to kill Earl was because he saw a terrible vision.

Heymos thought it was an illusion, but Garlan knew that it was not an illusion, but something that really happened in previous lives.

If Heymos can see those things, does that mean he can also see things related to himself?

Heymos stared at him with a gloomy expression and did not speak. Garlan, who was not sure if Heymos had memories of previous lives, did not dare to speak first.

This silent atmosphere made his chest tense, and his breathing became a little short.

His heart was beating faster, and Garlan felt that the hand holding the wooden box was starting to sweat. In order not to lose his grip on the wooden box, he could only hold it tighter.

For some unknown reason, Garlan felt a sudden, faint pain in the depths of his heart at this moment.

Heymos had been kind to him all these years.

He pampers him, protects him, and always puts him first, and even puts himself in jail to protect him.

The way he looked at him was always gentle.

And now, if Heymos has memories of previous lives... Then, what will happen to the once intimate relationship between him and Heymos?

………………

Heymos stared at Garlan's right hand.

He saw that hand clenched tighter and tighter, his fingers tightly holding the wooden box in his hand, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by himself, his face became more and more ugly.

But he knew that if he really took it away, he would definitely make Garlan angry.

So, he took a deep breath and suppressed the flame of jealousy in his heart.

It's ok.

he told himself.

It was just a dead thing, no big deal.

The person in front of Garlan now is him.

"Garlan..."

He whispered the boy's name.

The young man stood quietly in front of him, with his head bowed, and his long gold-like hair was scattered on his slender shoulders.

Looking down from his line of sight, he could see the thin, light-colored eyelashes, like the wings of a dragonfly. When the wind passed by, the ends of the eyelashes moved slightly.

Its movement seemed to have gently brushed against the softest part of his heart, instantly making the unhappiness in Heymos's heart disappear completely.

He suddenly felt itchy on his fingertips, and couldn't help but want to fiddle with those soft eyelashes.

He thought so, so he did it.

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw Garlan suddenly close his eyes tightly.

The boy closed his eyes tightly and pursed his lips. Although he didn't avoid his hand, his expression looked very tense, and his shoulders were obviously tense.

Heymos could even hear Garlan breathing a little faster than usual.

He is nervous?

why?

Heymos' fingers were still very close to the slender eyelashes.

He looked at Garlan's tense little face, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Could it be... is it because Garlan saw this place and guessed what he wanted to say to him, that's why he was so nervous?

Heymos's mind was spinning rapidly.

Now that Garlan had already guessed what he wanted to say to him, he didn't turn around and leave, and he didn't open his mouth to stop him from speaking, and even waited for him to continue speaking with this nervous look.

So, does this mean that Garlan does not dislike what he is about to say, and may even be waiting for him to speak?

Just when Heymos was looking at Garlan with some confusion, Garlan's closed eyes suddenly opened a small gap, and he glanced up at him secretly.

Meeting his gaze, Garlan seemed to have been caught secretly doing something bad, showing a flustered expression, and suddenly closed his eyes again.

The boy closed his eyes and tried his best to pretend that I didn't peek, but his tight lips revealed his panic.

That small appearance is like a little squirrel who secretly stole fruit but was caught upright, so he tilted his head and tried to pretend to be innocent. It is so cute that the corners of Heymos' lips can't stop rising .

It must be so.

Heymos thought.

Garlan was waiting for him to speak.

Garlan was waiting for him to express his feelings.

Thinking of this, Heymos only felt a little bit of sweetness in his heart. The uneasiness when he heard that he was going to choose the crown princess not long ago, and the anger when he saw the wooden box in Garlan's hand just now have long been overwhelmed. He was lost on cloud nine.

He thought that he must properly convey his feelings to Garlan.

He wanted to tell Garlan that he was an integral part of his life.

He wants to tell him that he will be by his side throughout his life.

These thoughts were circling in the bottom of his heart, Heymos looked at Garlan who still had his eyes tightly closed and his face was tense, as if infected by Garlan's emotions, he felt that he was also inexplicably nervous.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but he heard his heart beating suddenly.

The beating was so violent that he even wondered if Garlan could hear his heartbeat.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But those words that had been circling in his mind for countless times suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out anyway.

He felt his palms start to sweat.

Not wanting Garlan to feel his distress, Heymos subconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Garlan.

The breeze blowing from the sky above the pool water passed over the palm, which was cool.

Heymos found himself too nervous to speak at this moment.

Even when he went to the Northland and rushed to the battlefield full of blood and bones for the first time, he was never so nervous.

His whole body tensed up even more than when he was fighting with the enemy, like a young and immature little boy.

He tried his best to open his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Garlan was still standing in front of him, quietly, with his eyes closed, his slender eyelashes casting light shadows on his fair cheeks.

The gust of wind passed by, lifting a strand of golden hair, and gently brushed Heymos' cheek.

The soft touch of the hair made Heymos's heart skip a beat.

He didn't have time to think about it anymore, and without thinking, maybe his body made decisions on its own.

He stretched out his hands and cupped Garlan's cheeks.

Using a little force with his fingers, he raised Garlan's head.

He bent down and kissed the boy's light pink lips.

The sweet taste that has not been felt for a long time seems to seep from his lips into his body, even the depths of his heart.

...is different from the previous kiss.

This time, it wasn't him who forcibly kissed Garlan.

This time, it was the first heart-to-heart kiss between him and Garlan.

He felt as if his whole body had melted into this sweet kiss...

…………

Heymos, who was intoxicated wholeheartedly in this 'heart-to-heart' kiss, closed his eyes, so he didn't see it. The moment he kissed, Garlan, whose eyes were originally closed, opened them wide. Eye.

The boy whose face was raised suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Heymos in a daze.

He was obviously nervous and a little sad waiting for Heymos to ask him unceremoniously, why did he suddenly—?

Garlan was still in a daze, when suddenly his lips softened, as if something soft and moist had gently licked his lips, and before he could react, it invaded between his teeth.

The protruding thing seemed to touch the tip of his tongue, and suddenly, the back of his neck felt numb for a moment.

Garlan, who was stunned by the unexpected scene for a moment, suddenly woke up from the numbness.

He blushed and gritted his teeth violently, causing the tongue that had invaded his lips to shrink back because of the pain.

The next second, he stretched out his foot, hooked it on Heymos' ankle, and pulled it out.

At the same time, his elbow hit Heymos's chest hard, knocking his whole body backwards——

Even Heymos, who has the title of 'Black Knight of Hell', can't resist this sudden three-combo attack in this situation where he is so selfless that he has no defense and the door is wide open.

He staggered a few steps backwards.

It stands to reason that with Garlan's attack, at most he would be able to regain his footing by making him stagger two steps.

However, at this moment, both of them are standing on the bank of the lotus pond.

Especially Heymos, just behind him is the pool of water.

Then, there was only a plop, and the water splashed in all directions. Heymos stepped back and fell into the pool all at once.

Heymos sat soaked in the pool water, his black hair wetly stuck to his brown cheeks, and the water drops from the ends of his hair fell from his eyes like broken pearls.

He hadn't recovered yet, he just felt a cold light flash past his eyes.

One end of the cold scabbard appeared in front of his eyes.

Heymos looked up, and saw the blond boy standing on the shore staring at him, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was also tense.

Garlan held the sword that had not been drawn out in time or for other reasons, and the top of the scabbard was firmly pressed against his chest.

Garlan stood on the shore, looking down at him condescendingly, clenching his teeth, with a straight face, staring at Heymos in Garlan's own eyes, it should be very fierce.

However, when it fell on that red face, the boy's eyes gave people a vicious feeling.