A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

In the early morning, in an unremarkable private house in the city of Wiener, a middle-aged man with a rich body and a big belly got up.

This is located in a civilian area but close to the wealthy area of ​​the city. Most of the people who live here are wealthy businessmen who have only been rich for a generation or two. The nobles looked down upon it.

In the flood this time, this group of people suffered the most. Most of their houses were washed away, and most of their wealth, which was not bad, was also lost, and even all of it was wiped out. caught in distress.Coupled with the fact that the officials in the city of Vinal were unable to rescue the flood, this group of people, as well as some civilians, chose to leave the city of Vinal and go to other nearby cities to seek a living.

At this moment, half of the house had been washed away by water, and there were still two relatively intact rooms. The rich middle-aged man knocked lightly on the door of one of them.

After a while, with a creak, the door opened, and a blond child appeared in the doorway, looking up at the man.

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, looking a little cautious, and whispered, "Your Highness..."

"Call me Gal."

The child looked at him with big golden amber eyes and said.

"Yes, it is."

The rich man coughed uncomfortably, answered, and then stood up straight.

He said, "Gal, it's time for us to go."

This man is not an ordinary civilian, he is a hidden member of the Supervision Bureau, he is a hidden thread, and he uses the identity of an inconspicuous middle-class wealthy businessman to investigate the things that have been handed down from above.

This time, the problem of Vinal City was also the news that he and a few colleagues tried their best to secretly send out.Most of the news that Ximuer and others have inquired about these days is also learned from them.

However, what he didn't expect was that King Kamos would come in person, and what made him most terrified was that in order to save those children who had disappeared, the noble Prince Garlan would risk his life.

However, even though he was terribly panicked, this man must have certain abilities to be spotted by the Supervision Bureau and develop into an offline.When Garlan said that, he coughed, controlled his expression, then stretched out his hand to hold the hand that Garlan extended to him, holding his 'little nephew', and carrying two The servant with the heavy burden left.

He looked like one of the very ordinary rich businessmen who went bankrupt due to the flood. He took his nephew, the only two remaining servants and property, and wanted to leave the flood-stricken Vinal City and planned to go to another city. A city begins to live again.

When the man led his 'little nephew' out of the room, a shadow flashed through the half-covered door, and a person appeared at the door, looking at the back of the child who was going away through the crack of the door.

The boy stood there quietly, with most of his face hidden in the shadows.Those golden-red eyes were hidden in the shadow behind the door, making it difficult to see clearly the expression in the eyes of the young man staring at the leaving child at the moment, only the ray of light shining through the crack of the door fell on the bridge of his straight nose , fell on his thin lips that were squeezed hard, giving people an unusually sharp feeling.

"Prince, it's time for us to go."

There were other people in the room, and one of them stepped forward and said this to Heymos in a low voice.

"We must get to Ayrtown before them."

Ayer Town is a central town not far from the city of Vinal. It is not big, but it is quite prosperous because it is located in a traffic hub. Starting from the city of Vinal, it only takes about half a day to ride a horse. arrive.

Especially during this period of time, thieves frequently appeared on the road leading from Vener City to other cities, so many bankrupt rich businessmen and civilians who planned to leave Vinal City chose to gather in that town to form a Afterwards, the large group pooled money together to hire the guards in the town or some wandering rangers to escort them to other cities.

But even so, many small teams were attacked by thieves on their way out of Ayr Town to other cities.

By the time Heymos and his group rushed to the outside of Ayer Town, the town was already full of people, almost all of whom had escaped.At a glance, the temporary tents are densely packed, and many poor people sleep in the open air with a few bundles of straw.

The crowd was bustling and noisy, and when you got closer, you could feel the constant buzzing in your ears, and you had to speak loudly to hear the people around you.

They got a little farther from there, found the agreed marking spot, got off their horses behind a big tree, and someone came up to meet them immediately.

"Where's King Kamos?"

Heymos asked.

"The king went ahead to investigate first, and Lord Xiemuer is arranging the people who will follow along that road."

Heymos hummed and stopped talking.

The steed has been taken away by his men and tied aside for feeding.The young man crossed his arms and leaned against the thick tree behind him, leaning slightly, with one black boot on top of the other.

He lowered his head, his drooping black forehead hair covered his drooping eyes, only showing half of his face below the tip of his nose.The sun at noon was extremely bright, and through the dense tree crowns, spots of light and shadows fell on his dark hair. With the shaking of the branches and leaves, the spots of light also swayed on the lower half of the boy's handsome face.

Heymos, who was quietly waiting by the big tree, looked very calm and calm, but the force with which his fingers wearing brown-black leather finger gloves were grabbing his arm socket had completely exposed the boy's strength. Anxious mood at the moment.

After waiting for a while, he looked up at the sky, and suddenly frowned. Although they came here on horseback, it would be faster, but it was already the afternoon, so it stands to reason that Garlan and the others should have arrived.

It's not there yet, and something's not quite right.

While thinking this way, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the road.However, just as he watched, riots suddenly broke out near the road on the edge of the town.

Heymos felt his heart beating violently for no reason, and he quickly ran in that direction.The cavalry who were also waiting nearby looked at each other and chased behind.

The avenue at the gate of Ayrtown was in a mess at the moment. Some people were screaming other people's names, some were crying, and some were making a hysterical mess.Heymos caught a few people at random and questioned them, and finally learned from one person that two or three groups of people who came here today from the city of Vinal were attacked by thieves on the way over.

Because in the past, thieves would only attack passers-by outside the town of Ayr and far away from the city of Vinal, so no one thought that this time the thieves would go deep into the city and attack the fleeing people.Now the gate is in a mess, except for some people who were injured by thieves who are urgently calling for a doctor, and some people who escaped by chance are still crying for their stolen property and relatives, and some people are begging others to save themselves family and friends.

Throwing the man in his hand away, Heymos rushed over in two steps in three steps, his eyes constantly searching the messy crowd.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the scene not long ago when Garlan almost fell from the high platform in front of his eyes, and he felt a little panicked.

At this time, a rich middle-aged man who looked very embarrassed tried his best to push through the crowd, and ran towards Heymos staggeringly.He seemed to have been running for a long time, the cloth wrapped around his head leaked blood, and he was panting heavily, his face was covered in sweat, and his face was full of panic.

When Heymos saw that the man was alone, his heart skipped a beat.

He reached out and grabbed the man who staggered towards him, and asked in a low voice.

"Where's Garlan?!"

The man looked at him in horror, as if he wanted to kneel down at him, but he held back.

"Gal...no, the king, the prince..."

His mouth was trembling as he spoke, and his voice trembled even more tremblingly.

"...he...was, was taken away by thieves!"

Under the fierce sunlight, the boy's pupils shrank violently for a moment.

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Consciousness is groggy, making people feel that the body is extremely heavy.Between half awake and half asleep, it seemed that someone was slapping his face lightly, and a thin voice was shouting something.

The face was slapped lightly again, the voice became anxious, and the drowsy consciousness began to wake up vaguely, and a glare of light could be felt jumping in front of his eyes.

Garlan struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and the world in front of him gradually changed from blurry to clear. Someone lowered his head above his head, blocking the slightly dazzling red firelight.

"Ah, are you awake?"

It was an immature child's voice, full of surprise, the long flaxen ponytail hung down, and the ends of the hair fell on his cheeks, tickling him a little.

As soon as he sat up with his arms propped up, he saw the little girl kneeling beside him shouting into it.

"Grandpa! Wake up—little brother woke up! Come and see—"

Garlan who was sitting on the ground was still a little dazed, what appeared before his eyes was an extremely strange place.He felt that he was sitting on the cold stone floor, and his fingers on the ground could feel a little wet.

He turned his head and looked around. It was a narrow stone house, dark and damp.Under the faint light of the oil lamp hanging on the wall, you can see countless mottled cracks on the blackened stone wall, and moss that covered most of the wall.

A rusty iron gate stands not far away, it is arched, and there is a narrow corridor outside.Opposite is also an arched rusty iron door, the fire is too faint to see clearly inside, only a few children huddled in front of the door can be vaguely seen...

Child!

Garlan's eyes widened suddenly, he got up and ran towards the iron gate.

He stood at the iron railing, grabbed the rusty iron rod and looked out. Looking around, he could see that there were many gloomy stone prisons along the corridor, and many children were locked inside.

He finally remembered what happened not long ago. He and the man who pretended to be his elder were on the way to Ayr Town. There were about 40 people in the same company. When they were approaching Ayr Town, a group of horses suddenly appeared people rushed out.

He saw with his own eyes that the leader cut down those who tried to resist with a knife, and the man beside him grabbed his hand in panic and tried to escape, but was knocked away by a rushing horse, and he was thrown away by a horse. The person who immediately picked it up and knocked him unconscious.

It seemed that he had already been captured by those fake thieves.

Holding the rusty iron rod, Garlan frowned and thought.

It's kind of bad, the plans are messed up.

Because those 'thieves' have always only robbed outside the city of Wiener, so Brother Wang and the others arranged their manpower on the outside, but now... Damn, I didn't expect those 'thieves' to enter the city without any scruples. Robbed!

"child."

Just when Garlan was anxious, a hoarse and old voice sounded behind him.

He turned around and saw a thin old man walking towards him with the support of the little girl with the flaxen ponytail just now.

At the same time, he also found that in the stone cell he was in, there were four or five children huddled in the shadows.

It was probably because of Garlan's dazed look that the old man misunderstood him, thinking that the child was frightened, and he looked at Garlan with sympathy and helplessness.

This child looks white and tender, with that weak appearance, one can tell at a glance that he was pampered and grew up without any hardship. Now he is suddenly caught by these damn thieves, maybe his relatives...

Thinking of this, the old man sighed, but still tried his best to talk to Garlan in a kind tone.

"Child, don't be afraid."

He coaxed the blond child in a low voice, the child looked up at him with his eyes open, a palm-sized face wrapped in golden fluffy hair, at the moment he was frightened and lost his mind, staring at his little face in a daze The appearance makes people feel cute and pitiful at the same time.

"It's all right, it's all right now."

The old man said comfortingly.

The little girl next to him took the initiative to hold Garlan's hand, as if coaxing him.

"Brother, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

As soon as this little brother was thrown in, she felt that this was the cutest child she had ever met in her entire life.

She originally hated those dirty and bullying boys, but when this little boy looked at her, his big eyes were like gemstones, which immediately made her soft-hearted.

She coaxed the frightened brother in a low voice.

"Sister is with you, don't be afraid."

The cell was too dark, neither the grandpa nor the grandson saw the corner of the child's mouth twitch which they were trying to comfort.

Ah, I am a child.

A poor frightened child.

After repeating these two sentences to himself several times in his stomach, Garlan felt much better.

"This is...where?"

After thinking for a while, Garlan asked in a low voice.

He spoke in a soft voice, sounding like he was very scared.

"Why, those people wanted to arrest me? Were you also arrested?"

The old man sighed, stretched out his withered hand, took Garlan's hand, led him into the depths of the cell, led him to the corner where the oil lamp hung, patted Garlan's head and made him sit down .

Because the old man feels that children will not be so afraid when they are in a place with light.

"Son, where are you from?"

Garlan, who sat down, hesitated for a moment before answering softly.

"I, my uncle lives in the city of Vinal. My parents sent me here and told me to read and write with my uncle."

He said, "Later, later, a lot of water, a lot, my uncle said he would take me back to my parents' place, and he took me out this morning, and then, I met a lot of people, they arrested me, and then I went to Here it is."

Hearing the child's stammering words, the old man who thought the child was just scared had no doubts at all, just shook his head and sighed.

"These bloody thieves."

"Brother, we were also arrested. All the children here were captured by those thieves."

The little girl with the ponytail continued, with an angry expression on her face.

"It's been two days and one night since my grandfather and I were arrested! There's still more time, and it's been two days since we were arrested!"

She wanted to say something more, but suddenly there were a few bang bang bangs, and the iron railing was hit hard a few times.

"time to eat."

An impatient voice sounded, and the person who hit the iron railing with an iron rod put in several small basins the size of a palm, and then walked to the next cell.

The children who were curled up in the shadows ran over quickly at this moment, took a small basin each, bowed their heads and started to gobble it up.

Before Garlan could react, the little girl beside him had rushed over with a frightening aura like a tiger descending a mountain, picked up two small pots and ran back, when the little girl ran back, Garlan was still in a daze.

"Here you are, brother, to eat."

Passing one of the small basins to Garlan, the little girl took the remaining one and looked at the old man with a very sad expression.

"Grandpa..." she said angrily and sadly, "They didn't prepare for you."

The old man sighed and patted her head.

The little girl stopped talking, and sensibly shared the little food with the old man.

During the two days when she was captured, those people would give them food regularly and quantitatively, but they never gave her grandfather, as if they didn't care about her grandfather's life or death at all.

For the past two days, she shared her share with her grandfather, but the portion was small in the first place, and now she has to share it with her grandfather. She is already starving.

This little bit is not enough to fill her stomach at all, it's like not eating.

When she finished eating, she saw that the little brother was still holding the little basin, and the smell of the food coming from it made her gulp, feeling an urge to snatch it and eat it.

But she held back and swallowed to persuade the other party to eat quickly.

"Eat, brother, there are only two meals a day. If you don't eat, you will be hungry before noon tomorrow. You should eat quickly."

Holding the bowl in his hand that looked like porridge, but it had a faint smell, and there was some kind of weedy food floating in the dark, looking at the one who was drooling at the porridge in his hand while persuading himself to eat it. Little girl, Garlan was a little bit dumbfounded.

Ah, I can't eat it.

As he thought about it, he looked at the girl's gluttonous appearance, and the skinny old man, and reached out to pass the bowl of porridge over.

"For you to eat."

"No, no, I can't eat my brother's food."

The little girl shook her head vigorously while swallowing, and the ponytail was thrown up by her.

"I just ate a lot with my uncle not long ago, and I'm not hungry at all now, let me give it to you."

"Really? Can I really eat—"

"Well, you and grandpa can eat."

The blond child said, showing a smile that was too cute for the little girl.

"Thank you, brother."

After receiving the bowl from Garlan, the little girl was so grateful that she suddenly leaned over and kissed Garlan hard on the cheek.

"Sister will repay you!"

She said, "You give me this bowl of porridge today, and when we all go out, I will support you for the rest of my life!"

After she finished speaking, she ignored Garlan who was stupefied by her kiss, and ran to find her grandfather with the food in a hurry.

Gallan: "???"

Confused.

and many more.

I always feel that this bridge is very familiar.

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Ah!

Isn't this the common plot of the son of destiny (the protagonist) in the novel to receive the harem?

So after being reborn several times, at this moment, has his aura of the Son of Destiny finally started to work?