A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The scorching sun was scorching the earth, and on this wilderness with almost no human habitation, there was a messy and hurried sound of horseshoes.

The running horseshoes raised dust, and a pursuit battle was being staged in the wilderness.

There were only three people running in front, all of them were covered in dust, looked embarrassed, and there were bloodstains on their bodies. It was obvious that they had experienced a big battle not long ago, and now there were still some wounds that were slowly oozing blood, dyeing the clothes there. color.

But these people who were galloping on the horses didn't seem to notice the scars on their bodies, they just gritted their teeth, speeding up the horses time and time again, trying to shake off the pursuers behind them.

But because the horses were tired from running for a long time, not only did they not throw off the pursuers, but they watched the distance between the two sides get closer and closer.

The bandage on the shoulder and neck of the last man running on horseback was completely soaked in blood, which looked shocking.

The long run made his unhealed wound open again, and he had no time to deal with it, so he could only let it continue to flow.His face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and his breathing was extremely heavy.

Not to mention that he was about to be caught up, even if he wasn't caught up, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Thinking so, the knight looked back at the dozen or so pursuers who were getting closer, and made up his mind.

He glanced at the two companions who were galloping in front of him again, and suddenly pulled the reins hard.

The steed under him neighed loudly, raised its front hooves high, and was forcibly stopped in place by his master.

Sensing the movement behind him, the knight in front looked back, showing a look of surprise and anger.

"Nah! What are you doing? Follow up!"

"You guys go—"

Turning the horse's head to stop behind his companion, facing the approaching pursuers, the wounded knight looked determined.

With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed.

He shouted: "Go! Don't stop!"

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, held the long sword tightly, and silently prayed for the last time in his life in his heart.

Gods of heaven, please give me the strength to protect my companions.

Please bless them to accomplish our mission.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the knight let out a roar, and single-handedly charged towards the enemy ten times his size.

"Nah!"

The young knight shouted and pulled the reins, wanting to rein in his horse and turn around to fight with his companions.

He couldn't just abandon his comrades who lived and died with him like this.

But at this moment, a hoarse voice came from the front.

"Walk."

"Lord Moya, Naheta—"

"Go, don't waste the time Nahe bought us with his life."

The middle-aged knight in front of him had a calm voice and sounded calm, but the back of his hand with bruised veins tightly clenched the reins revealed his mood at the moment.

"We have to live, even if there is only one person left, we must go to the King City of Aaron Landis."

He said that every word was extremely calm, yet heavy as a mountain.

"for……"

The voice of the elder knight's words was not loud, but extremely heavy.

The young knight's breathing was stagnant, and there was a look of grief in his eyes.

Coming along the way, he watched helplessly as his companions who had fought side by side died one after another.

Up to now, there are only three people left including himself.

And at this moment, Nahe will also...

He clenched his teeth, forcing back the hot tears that were about to seep from the corners of his eyes.

The galloping horse galloped forward desperately, and the sound of the wind whistled in his ears.

To live.

Stay alive and go to Aaron Landis.

for--

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The sound of violent blade impact echoed at the entrance of the empty valley.

Heymos blocked the long sword that was coming towards him with a sword.

In the next instant, he slammed it away.

On the side of the backhand, the force of Heymos's counterattack was released from the side, and Kaihos stabbed at him again.

There was a crisp and crisp sound.

The long sword was erected in front of Heymos' chest, and the blade blocked the sharp point that pierced his chest perfectly.

The tip of the sword cut a smooth splash of sparks on the blade, making an ear-piercing friction sound.

It's hard to imagine the strength of the confrontation between each other—anyway, the knights and generals who were standing next to each other changed their faces instantly when they saw this scene.

The sparks that exploded were reflected in Heymos' eyes.

A sharp light flashed in those golden-red eyes, and he seemed to be aroused in an instant, baring his fangs.

After a few rounds back and forth with Keyhors.

Avoiding a sword again, he slammed forward, turning the defense into an attack, taking advantage of the moment when the sword that Kaihos had just slashed diagonally had not had time to retract.

He lowered his hand.

The long sword dropped abruptly and slashed at the blond knight's exposed side chest.

Kyhoes leaped back.

A somersault, avoiding a horizontal sword.

Then, land swiftly.

It's just that when the dark cloak flying behind him fell, there was an obvious tear.

But he didn't realize it, and just stared at Heymos with sharp eyes.

Heymos also looked at him coldly.

The eyes of the two seemed to be colliding with each other in the air, and they exploded like lightning.

The earth was extremely silent at this moment.

The oppressive force that erupted when the powerful auras collided swept away in all directions, like an invisible wall, so that none of the people on the side could step into the field of their duel.

At the moment when one breath falls.

Keyhos stood up abruptly, and leaned forward like a tiger.

Heymos's eyes were fierce like a wolf's, he didn't back down, and charged forward.

Seeing that these two unstoppable powerful knights are about to collide fiercely again——

A silver-white long sword shot out with a swish, and plunged obliquely into the grass.

The hilt of the sword shook slightly.

The position where it was inserted happened to be in the middle of the two knights who were about to collide.

At the same moment, the two abruptly stopped their footsteps, but their eyes were still colliding fiercely, like two ferocious beasts staring at each other.

The voice of the boy king who threw the sword between the two came from the side.

"Have you had enough?"

Garlan frowned.

For this sudden battle, he felt inexplicable.

Although the relationship between Kaihos and Heymos has never been very good, it is not enough to beat you to death as soon as they meet, right?

Withdrew his sharp gaze from Heymos, the blond knight stood up straight, and with a click, sheathed his sword.

Kayhos took a few steps forward and pulled out the long sword stuck in the grass.

When drawing the sword, his lips moved, and he obviously whispered something.

But his voice was so low that only Heymos, who was only a few steps away from him, could hear him.

Holding the drawn sword, Kaihos turned around and walked back to Garlan.

When facing Garlan, he showed the same smile as usual.The dangerous aura that leaked out of the eyes when he was looking at Heymos just now has been deeply buried, and he can no longer see the slightest bit.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Garlan, as reckless as always, with a somewhat unruly look.

Holding the sword in both hands, Kyhos brought it to Garlan.

He said: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it was just a whim, and the emperor lost his manners."

"Whim?"

After taking the sword back and inserting it back into the scabbard at his waist, Garlan asked suspiciously.

"Ah."

Kyhoes shrugged nonchalantly.

"These days, I just focus on training martial arts. Watching others fight in the arena every day, I also became interested."

He smiled at Garlan again.

"But, Your Majesty, as you know, no one here is my opponent, so I can only watch and not move."

With a smile on his lips, he seemed a little lazy and casual, and he glanced at Heymos from the corner of his eyes.

"No, seeing His Excellency Heymos coming over, there is finally someone who can have a good fight with me. I couldn't help itching for a moment, so I did it."

Gallan: "..."

Just fool around.

Continue to fool around.

I'll just watch here and see what else you can say.

Garlan said in his heart that he didn't believe a word of what Kehoes said.

However, Kaihos is his guardian knight after all, and in the eyes of others, he is even more his confidant and beloved general, so he can't refute Kaihos' face in front of everyone.

Therefore, he could only pretend to believe it.

"okay."

Garlan looked at his guardian knight sideways with a smile, and said, "If you want to do it, don't pick it at this time. If you haven't beaten enough, you can find a place to continue on your own at another time."

After finishing speaking, Garlan led his own white horse, turned around and walked straight forward.

Keyhos followed closely behind him.

However, before leaving, he turned his head and gave Heymos a cold and warning look.

Heymos stood where he was, as if he didn't see the warning look of the blond knight at all.

He just looked at Garlan.

He watched the young man leave surrounded by everyone, and never looked back at himself.

He slowly put the long sword back into its sheath, expressionless.

The fine black hair fell down, and the shadows covered most of his eye sockets. His fingers holding the sword handle at his waist were tightened very tightly.

……

'Tonight, continue. '

That was what Kyhors had whispered to him just now when he drew his sword.

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In a blink of an eye, night has fallen.

Under Kayhos' persuasion, Garlan felt that the special training camp in the mountains was much cooler than the palace, and decided to rest here tonight.

After sending someone back to the palace to inform Ximuer and Taputi of his decision to rest outside tonight, Garlan chatted with Kaihos for a while, and then went into the room that Kaihos had arranged for him. Room.

The whole person lay comfortably on the bed and squinted for a while, when Garlan suddenly remembered.

He didn't seem to have said a word to Heymos all day today.

Heymos was also silent all the time, just following behind him without saying a word.

Thinking of Heymos' appearance, Garlan couldn't bear it.

However, recalling the extremely embarrassing words that Heymos pressed him against the mirror in the morning, Garlan became angry and anxious.

……ignore him.

Throwing that guy behind his head, Garlan buried half of his face into the soft pillow.

Accompanied by the low chirping of insects at night and the rustling sound of the dense canopy in the jungle in the wind, he quickly fell asleep.

Of course, it was impossible for Garlan to know that after he fell asleep, two people rode horses one after the other and quickly left the Taniguchi of the special training camp in the dark.

After galloping along the forest path for a while, the two knights stopped at a clearing when they were far away.

Still without saying a word, they got off their horses and walked straight to the open space.

Kaihos didn't talk nonsense, and directly drew his sword and pointed at the opponent.

"Your Majesty Heymos, you did such an unforgivable thing to His Majesty..."

There was a wave of anger surging in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

Heymos stood opposite him, staring at him expressionlessly.

Hearing this, he suddenly twitched the corner of his lower lip mockingly.

"Explanation? Unforgivable?"

With a clang, the long sword at Heymos' waist was also unsheathed.

He stood there, gripping the hilt of his sword, pointing the point obliquely at the ground.

"Kayhors."

The corners of his lips twitched mockingly.

"You have done so many things that you call 'unforgivable' so far, have you explained to anyone?"

He cast a sneering look at Keyhors.

"........."

"Shouldn't you be the one who knows the most about this kind of thing?"

Heymos looked at Keyhos with a blank expression and said,

"Desire for the person you love, desire to touch him, possess him, what is the unforgivable desire that all people have?"

Thinking of Garlan's unbelievable and conflicted look at him after he said those words because he was provoked by Garlan, and then pushing his hand away...Heymos felt uncomfortable Terrible.

A gloom pressed tightly against his chest, almost making him unable to breathe.

Is his desire for him so repulsive, unacceptable?

Does Garlan think his desire is dirty?

For a whole day, he wouldn't even look at him again.

Does his exposed desire disgust Garlan?

... In the future... will he be alienated by Garlan?

Brown fingers gripped the hilt tightly.

Obviously a strong enemy was on the opposite side, but Heymos suddenly closed his eyes tightly, as if he was holding back something, and his breathing became short of breath.

Keyhos flinched.

He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Heymos' current situation.

"Your Excellency Heymos, you..."

Before he finished speaking, his ears moved suddenly.

Kyhoes turned his head sharply to look east.

Almost at the same moment, Heymos also raised his head and looked towards the east with a hostile gaze.

They all keenly heard the sound of fighting with swords coming from that direction.

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The young knight was panting violently, hot blood flowed down from his forehead, staining half of his cheeks red.

He clenched his teeth, and tightly clenched the long sword in his hands with both hands.

In front of him, there were four strong men in strong clothes holding sharp knives and approaching him.

"...I won't die...I won't die here."

The young knight was gasping for breath, his clenched teeth chattering.

He stared at the enemies who surrounded him, his blood-stained forehead was almost bruised.

He roared: "I will never die in your hands!"

Master Moya spared his life to lure away the pursuers just to let him escape and complete their mission.

It's all here!

The royal city of Aaron Landis is right in front of him, and he will be able to see that——

They sacrificed the lives of countless companions to get to where they are today, and he must not just end here!

"All things will eventually perish."

Someone approaching him answered in a low voice.

"Only under the blessing of my God can I live forever..."

When he said this, the man's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"You wait for the ants who disobey my god, and sacrifice your humble life for the coming of my god—"

During the conversation, the four of them raised their swords and rushed towards the young knight together.

The knight, who was seriously injured and unable to control his body, could only watch helplessly as the swords coming from different directions slashed towards him.

Seeing that he was about to die by the sword——

Suddenly, a ray of sword light pierced from the oblique ground, and swept past his eyes.

Where the sword light passed, blood spurted out.

In the blink of an eye, before the young knight even came back to his senses, he saw that the four had fallen to the ground.

The three of them were dead, and only one was left. The tall man standing in front of him stepped on the ground and seemed to have passed out.

"Tsk, it's those guys from the Wanwu Sect again... how dare they sneak into the vicinity of the royal city."

A sword was drawn from the back of a dead body, Kyhoes said.

At the same time, Heymos came out from the shadow of the nearby jungle, and threw a man with blood dripping from his chest to Kaihos' feet.

"This guy is out in the woods watching," he said.

The young knight who narrowly escaped from death looked like a fool, staring blankly at the person standing in front of him.

Blonde……

Also, the rumored almost iconic black eye patch and one eye.

"The... knight of the scorching sun..."

Like a dream, he muttered to himself.

"Ok?"

Seeing the young man who was rescued from the fanatics of the All Things Cult calling his title, Kaihos turned his head and looked at him.

After just looking at each other, he saw the young man's sleepwalking complexion change, and he knelt down to him with a plop.

"Your Excellency Kehoes! Please, save Lord Moya—he led the pursuers away for me—please save him—"

Listening to the young man's incoherent words, Keyhos frowned.

"What are you talking about? Also, since you know me, please report your identity immediately."

"Holding, I'm sorry... I was rude, because Mr. Moya is very dangerous now, I..."

Taking a deep breath, the excited young knight who suddenly saw the dawn of hope at the moment of despair tried to calm himself down.

"Your Excellency Kehoes, Lord Moya and I are the royal knights of Kanal."

With one hand across his chest, he gave a standard knight's salute to Keyhors.

"We are here to meet King Garlan."

He said eagerly,

"So, please be sure to save Lord Moya."

Keyhors was taken aback.

Heymos on the side frowned.

"Kanal's royal knight?"