A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

After listening to Shamir's words, Garlan was in a daze for a while.

When he learned the truth, he felt very complicated.

There was such a clear understanding and unspeakable emotion, besides, there was a faint feeling of being blocked deep in his heart.

"When I failed several times, I once asked you if you made a mistake. The Son of Destiny is not me, but Heymos."

Garlan sighed.

"You lied back then."

"He is the emperor who will unify the continent and establish the Aaron Landis Empire in the future, so, in fact, he is the real son of destiny, and I..."

"I won't lie."

The lion interrupted him.

"Prince, you still don't understand that Heymos is indeed the future king of Aaron Landis, but even so, he is only one of the kings of Aaron Landis in the past."

"He is not the son of destiny, he just has the destiny to become an emperor."

"Prince, you are the one who saved Aaron Landis."

The fiery eyes of a male lion stared at Garlan with sparkle.

"And only you."

After looking at Shamil's brown pupils for a long time, Garlan shook his head, let out a breath, and suddenly laughed.

"I see, Shamir."

He said with a smile.

"Actually, it's not that I didn't understand what I said, but I just felt a little uncomfortable. I tried my best to compete with Heymos for the throne. I failed so many times and finally won once. Then you told me later that Heymos would still win in the end." Ascending to the throne, I feel like I have been busy for nothing, and I can't help but feel aggrieved, that's why I said those words to lose my temper with you."

"But thinking about it carefully, from the very beginning, my purpose of ascending to the throne was just to keep myself alive, and later, I wanted to protect the people around me, and guard Aaron Landis according to the king's last wish... ..."

"As long as I do everything I want, it doesn't matter if I'm just a pawn in the hands of the gods."

Just like what he said to the old priest of the All Things Religion at the altar of the All Things Religion.

Whether it is a pawn or a puppet, no matter what the truth behind it is, it doesn't matter.

He is just doing what he wants to do with his own will.

Guard Aaron Landis.

Guard everyone around you.

It has nothing to do with the gods, nothing to do with fate, it is all his own will.

He has always been just moving forward according to his own will.

……

"Prince...so you still don't understand what I said."

The lion shook his head.

"You are not a pawn, but a child of the gods."

"The gods waited for nearly a thousand years before you were born, and you were born under their expectations."

"When you were born, all the gods blessed you except the God of War who had fallen. They all gave you the best things they had."

"You are their child, they have been guarding you, watching you, and in the end, mourning your death."

"Mourn?"

Garlan frowned and shook his head.

"But when I failed to fulfill my mission in my previous life, didn't they curse me out of anger?"

"It is not the gods who put a curse on your soul."

Shamir said,

"When the Kingdom of Heaven weakened and collapsed, all the gods fell into a deep sleep one after another, while some gods with weak powers and beliefs fell away. The last resentment and resentment left by these fallen gods entangled you and turned into a curse on you .”

"This is also the reason why my king must let you, prince, recast the destiny and revive the gods, because only the gods can drive away the curses of the fallen gods on you."

"Now, the gods have recovered, as long as fate follows the correct track, the curse on you will disappear."

Garlan was silent for a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

"'The right track'...?"

he asked in a low voice,

"Shamir, can I really not live on?"

He is not attached to the throne.

He just couldn't bear it.

He couldn't bear to leave this land, and he couldn't bear to leave those who followed him.

And that person...

What would happen to that person if he was left behind by himself?

"prince."

The lion lowered its head, and its huge head approached Garlan, watching him.

"Do you still remember that in Judas City, my king died?"

"........."

"My king originally died in Judas City, under the poison, but you rescued my king, so he didn't die in that city."

The voice of the male lion has a heavy atmosphere like the earth, which makes people know that there is no doubt when they listen to it.

"However, destiny cannot be changed."

"That's why there was a rainstorm that shouldn't have existed, which washed away the bridge and completely cut off your way of life."

Fate had already doomed King Kamos to die in that war.

Nobody can change.

"Prince, you can save countless people, but you can't save those who are doomed to die."

Shamir's deep voice echoed lowly on the ruins.

"Whether it's my king...or yourself."

"The reason why you can change your destiny is because it is a wrong destiny."

"Even if it is a wrong fate, it is extremely difficult to change it."

"No one can change the correct fate."

Garlan did not speak again.

On the silent land of the ruins, only the whistling of the wind can be heard.

The boy stood silently.

Then, he put his arms around the head of the lion in front of him, and buried his face deeply in the thick mane.

"Shamir, I miss Brother Wang very much."

Garlan hugged Shamir, he closed his eyes, the wind blowing up his hair, blowing his long golden hair flying endlessly.

he said softly,

"I miss him so much."

He whispered, closed his eyes, and buried his face in the lion's mane, like a wronged child.

The male lion looked down at him slightly, with human tenderness in the depths of his majestic eyes.

"prince."

it says,

"For my king, the most important things in this world are you and Aaron Landis."

After it finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

It raised its head and glanced at the sky.

A sigh appeared in its eyes.

It said, "The time has come."

Following the low voice of the male lion, Garlan felt the ground beneath his feet start to shake.

He let go of Shamir's hand and took a step back.

He saw the sky and the earth shaking.

A series of cracks burst from the ruins, and gravel fell into the dark cracks.

The ruins trembled violently and collapsed to the ground.

"Shamil—"

Garlan saw that his arm stretched out to Shamir became transparent.

His whole body suddenly floated up from the ground, and involuntarily floated up into the sky.

He lowered his head and saw his body disappearing little by little.

The male lion raised its head, as if watching Garlan leave.

The ground shook violently, torn apart by some invisible force.

The gust of wind whizzed past, and in the sky, black cracks appeared one after another.

Crashed.

The last scene Garlan saw before disappearing was the golden lion standing majestically on the shattered ruins.

Behind its majestic body, there are countless black cracks in the sky.

In the howling wind, its thick mane fluttered in the wind.

The rocky earth cracked and crumbled beneath its feet.

Everything is falling apart.

Only it stood proudly until the last moment on the land of the ruins that was about to be destroyed.

……

My king.

I will follow you till the end.

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"Ximur, recall Kaihos, Tal, and Novi to the royal city."

Sitting on the bed, after drinking half a glass of water, Garlan said to his High Priest.

"Also, summon Xinyas to the royal city."

It was noon now, and Xie Muer and Suo Jia came together to report important government affairs to Garlan.

Although they have already handled most of the government affairs, they still have to report to Garlan for important government affairs related to the country and other aspects when he wakes up.

Shemuer, who was reporting to Garlan, paused.

After a while, he answered blankly.

"They are looking for famous doctors everywhere, and when they find them, they will naturally come back."

His tone is stiff, and it sounds very cold. Only those who are familiar with him can hear the stiffness in his voice.

"As for Your Excellency Xinyas, as the lord of the city, if he has nothing important to do, it's best not to call him to the royal city lightly."

After Ximuer finished speaking in one breath, he wanted to turn the topic back to what he was reporting just now.

"Your Majesty, what I just told you..."

"Shemur."

Garlan's voice was not loud, it could even be said to be very soft.

But as long as he opened his mouth, he could easily interrupt the High Priest's words.

Handing the half-drunk water glass to the female officer at the side, the pale face of the young king smiled at his high priest.

"Bring everyone back."

He says,

"This is Wang Ling."

The female officer's hand holding the water glass suddenly trembled.

The water in the glass was swaying violently, and Taputi tightly clenched the water glass in his hand, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Shemuer stood where he was, without moving or answering for a while.

Suo Jia looked sideways, and could only see Ximuer's clenched hand that was almost rattling, and the parchment paper in his hand that was already crumpled out of shape.

The high priest, who was always indifferent and emotionless on weekdays, had veins stretched out on his forehead at this moment, as if he would explode violently in the next second.

The sickly young king leaning on the bed tilted his head and looked at Shemuer calmly.

With just one sentence, the high priest's furious breath was completely vented.

He said, "There's no time, Shemuel."

An understatement.

But it made people hear that the heart seemed to be twisted severely, and it hurt so much.

For a moment, the room was eerily silent.

There are only a few breathing sounds of different rhythms echoing.

After an unknown amount of time, Shemuer lowered her head.

He bowed to Garlan in salute, then turned and stepped back.

He seemed to have acquiesced to Garlan's royal decree.

His face remained expressionless, devoid of any emotion.

But Suo Jia clearly saw that Xie Muer staggered a step when he turned around when he retreated.

As if unbearable, he staggered a step.

Suo Jia had just watched Shemuer leave, and when he turned his gaze, he saw Heymos walking in quickly from the door.

He quickly bowed his head and saluted him.

Thinking of Garlan's phrase 'there is no time', he couldn't help but secretly looked up at Heymos.

He thought that Master Heymos should have heard this sentence too.

just don't know...

Heymos didn't notice his gaze, his eyes just looked behind Suo Jia, passed him directly, and walked quickly to Garlan's bedside.

Garlan looked sideways at Heymos and smiled at him.

Heymos' eyes softened, he leaned over, and raised his hand to touch Garlan's forehead.

It's just that what the fingers feel is still the same high temperature.

"How's the situation in the barracks?"

"very good."

Heymos didn't say much, he didn't want Garlan to worry too much.

"I brought back some fresh fruit."

He asked softly, "Would you like something to eat?"

Garlan shook his head.

"No, I'm a little tired. I'll sleep for a while and call me for dinner."

Eyes slightly curved, he smiled at Heymos.

"At that time, taste what you brought back."

Heymos looked at him and hummed.

"Go to sleep."

He said, looking at Garlan softly.

"I will always stay with you."

Before Suo Jia left the room, he faintly heard this sentence.

He sighed silently in his heart, quickened his pace and left here.

[There is no time left. 】

Suo Jia sighed again.

The world is impermanent, who would have thought that King Garlan would be so young...

For Master Heymos, this is even more ironic.

He would rather give up the throne just to stay by King Garlan's side.

But in the end, it was King Garlan who was about to leave him, and the throne he chose to abandon returned to him.

Suo Jia's footsteps suddenly stopped.

and many more.

Not right.

Something is very wrong.

He pondered, carefully recalling the behavior of Heymos just now.

Seems normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

Is he overthinking?

Suo Jia thought perplexedly, and stepped forward again after stopping.

However, just after walking a few steps, he suddenly got a shock, turned around abruptly, and hurried back.

No anomaly is the greatest anomaly!

Suo Jia's chest tensed up.

Suo Jia couldn't be more clear about how much Lord Heymos attaches importance to King Garlan.

He still remembered what Lord Heymos said a long time ago when the Gastadians were approaching the king's city and when he prevented him from rushing back to the king's city.

That's when Heymos said.

'If he's gone, nothing in this world means anything to me, including Aaron Landis. '

Between Aaron Landis and King Garlan, Soga knew that Lord Heymos would choose King Garlan without hesitation.

But at the moment when King Garlan's life was dying, Mr. Heymos did not act aggressively.

He is too calm.

So calm to the point that Suo Jia felt terrible.

He remembered the words he had faintly heard just before leaving.

'I will always stay with you. '

Is it—

…………

When Suo Jia rushed back, the female officer seemed to have something to leave temporarily, only Garlan who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed was left in the room, and Heymos who was sitting by the bed watching him quietly.

Soga walked over slowly, and walked behind Heymos.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart rate.

After a while, he asked softly, "Lord Heymos, what are you thinking?"

"........."

Heymos sat on the edge of the bed, his hands tightly holding Garlan's right hand.

His eyes kept falling on the sleeping Garlan's face.

His eyes were very calm, but it was this kind of calm that made Suo Jia's heart beat irregularly and violently.

"Lord Heymos, I know that the situation of King Garlan makes you very sad."

Soga looked at Heymos solemnly.

"However, please be sure to think about Aaron Landis."

"You can't... you can't..."

He stuttered.

"You are the only heir to the throne now. Aaron Landis cannot lose its king and heir at the same time. If so, it will immediately fall into chaos. Please don't forget that there are still many foreign enemies who are eyeing our country. Once the internal When the chaos starts, they'll take advantage of it."

"In this case, Aaron Landis will be in danger. Lord Heymos, even if it is for Aaron Landis, please be sure..."

Under Suojiadi's hard persuasion, Heymos finally made a move.

He turned his head and looked at Suo Jia.

The golden-red eyes were obviously the color of flames, but they contained the darkest darkness of the night.

His eyes were so cold that there was no breath.

He said, "What does that have to do with me?"

With just one sentence, all Suojia's persuasion was blocked in his throat, and he could no longer make a sound.

Suo Jia stared blankly at Heymos' cold eyes, feeling extremely cold in his heart.

No one noticed that Garlan, who was supposed to be asleep, gently opened his eyes at this moment.

He glanced at Heymos and closed his eyes again.

The slender eyelashes cast black shadows on his pale, almost bloodless cheeks.

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[Where I am, where do you go? 】

Well, wherever you are, I will chase after you.

[Even hell? 】

Even hell.