A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The sky was completely dark, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky, casting fine silver light on the magnificent and magnificent palace.

Although it was already late at night, the interrogation hall located in a remote corner of the palace was still brightly lit.

A dead body dressed in black clothes was lying in the hall, and a dozen people dressed as maids or servants were tied tightly with ropes and knelt in the hall.They fell on the ground, bowed their heads deeply, almost touching their foreheads to the ground, their faces were full of panic, and there were many scars left by torture on their bodies.

King Kamos in a dark tunic stood in front of the corpse, and a black-red cloak fastened with gold ornaments hung from his broad shoulders.

He looked down at the corpse, his brown eyes were shining like a lion, and there was a look of power in the depths of his eyes.

He just stood there, even if he didn't move and didn't speak, he still had a power to oppress him in all directions.At this moment, it seemed that there was a terrifying aura shrouding the hall, overwhelming everyone in the hall.

A team leader knelt in front of him on one knee, holding an arrow in both hands.

Shemuer, who was wearing a white priest's robe, picked up the arrow and took a closer look.

"The material is mainly wood, and there is only a little weighted iron sheet on the arrowhead. The purpose is probably to maintain the balance of the arrow after it is shot."

After reading it, he came to a conclusion.

"Clearly, this is not an arrow made for lethality," he said.

"Yes, Shemul."

The chief judge of the interrogation hall who was also standing aside said, "This is not an accident, but something deliberately caused by someone."

'Devil's blood' is a strange liquid that was only recently discovered. Because it emits a stench that can make people faint, it is difficult to wash off, and it even makes some people's skin red, swollen and inflamed. Therefore, most people will try their best to stay away from it.

"Now it seems that some people have mastered some of the properties of this liquid, for example, it is more flammable than oil." The presiding judge said, "According to these people, someone bribed them with money and asked them to provoke The relationship between the two princes, and smuggled this liquid into the palace, and tricked the children into using it against Prince Heymos."

"Obviously, their target is not Prince Garlan, but Prince Heymos."

The middle-aged presiding judge said with a serious face.

"If their plan succeeds, then Prince Heymos is likely to be burned to death now, and a fire will be set off in the atrium, and all evidence including this wooden arrow will be burned. You can take advantage of the fire and chaos to escape from the palace."

It was precisely because the fire could not be started that the team of soldiers rushed to the atrium in time, blew the emergency horn, and sealed off the palace, so they caught the dead man.

It's just a pity that this dead man swallowed poison and committed suicide seeing that he couldn't escape.

Taking the wooden arrow from Ximuer, King Kamos looked at it from beginning to end.

He gave a low laugh and said, "Although there is no proof...but I can probably guess who sent the bugs in the stinking ditch."

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes. Anyone who knew him well would know that his low smile at the moment was because of extreme anger.

Without even looking at the maids and attendants who were tremblingly kneeling in front of him, he said flatly, "There's no need to keep these people who eat inside and out."

He said, an understatement.

"Kill them all."

Amidst the wailing and crying of those people, King Kamos casually threw the arrow to Heymos.

The young man knelt beside the corpse on one knee. He had already changed into clean clothes before he came, and he was looking down at the corpse with his head down.He heard all the words the presiding judge said, but the fine black hair fell down and covered his eye sockets, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes at the moment when he heard those words.

He raised his head, caught the arrow thrown to him by King Kamos, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

"You can almost guess it too?"

King Kamos said.

"........."

"I'm very upset and want to beat that guy up, but now there is no conclusive evidence, I can't do anything to that guy."

He is the king of Aaron Landis, and without any evidence, it is impossible for him to do anything to a high-ranking guy.

Because he is the king, he must abide by the laws of Aaron Landis.

Otherwise, the laws of this country will break down from him.

"..."

With a little force on his fingers, the arrow broke in two in Heymos' hands.

He lowered his eyes, but the messy black hair couldn't hide the cold light in his eyes.

"Lend me a bodyguard, please," he said.

King Kamos raised his eyebrows, he turned around, strode away, and the black and red cloak flew high behind him.

He said: "Shemur, send him a detachment from my guard."

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Although it was late at night, a side door of the palace was opened under the special order of King Kamos.

The huge turntable was turning in the hands of several gatekeepers, causing the huge iron gate to slowly fall downwards, lying on the moat, becoming a solid iron bridge.

Immediately afterwards, a group of cavalry in black and red leather armor galloped out from the open city gate, among them was the figure of a small black-haired boy.

They ran out of the city gate and rode their horses into the depths of the night.

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Meneste City, one of the five major cities of Aaron Landis, is located in the north of the royal city and is an important junction of the Aaron Landis Highway. An important port of the Enki River, one of the two mother rivers in the Ministry of Commerce.

And it is this hub position on land and water that allows it to accumulate wealth by virtue of its business and trade, and has become one of the five major cities of Aaron Landis.

It is a family-inherited city. The previous city lord was a loyal and kind person. He treated the citizens well and was very tolerant to them. Taxes were not high. There were special shelters for the elderly and the disabled in the city, so he was deeply impressed Loved by the citizens of Nestor.

It's just a pity that the child born to the old city lord disappeared unexpectedly. Therefore, before he died, he could only pass on the position of the city lord to his younger brother, Earl.

When the old city lord's child was found later, Earl had already secured his position as the city lord.

But to the relief of the city residents, their new city lord took his brother's only heir back to the castle. It is said that he treated his nephew like his own son.

At this moment, it was just sunrise, and the gates of the four sides of the city of Meneste had just been opened, when they heard the sound of horseshoes galloping on the ground like thunder. The billows of dust made him turn pale in shock, and he thought he was attacked by the enemy.

Taking a closer look, the knights were all wearing uniform black and red leather armor and dark clothes, and there were special patterned armbands on their arms, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he recognized it, it was the costume of the guards around the king of Aaron Landis.

That team consisted of about thirty or forty riders. They rode their horses to the door, and the leader reined in the reins.

It was a figure that was smaller than other burly knights, and under the gaze of the oncoming guard chief, the man pulled back the hood of his cloak.

The jet-black hair fell in the air, and what was exposed under the bright morning sun was a handsome face belonging to a boy.

The golden-red eyes are like the sun on fire in the sky, the eyebrows are high, and the corners of the slender eyes are like sharp blades. Although he is only a young man, his whole body exudes a frightening sense of oppression, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, already sharp revealing.

"Master Heymos... No, Your Highness, Your Highness."

The chief guard of the city gate greeted him happily, then stammered and changed his words.

The edict issued by King Kamos came to the city of Meneste more than two months ago and caused a sensation.Many city residents rejoiced and celebrated that the child of their old city lord became the prince of this country.As a member of the townspeople who respected the old city lord, the chief guard was also sincerely happy for their little master.

Heymos looked down at him, nodded to him, and said nothing, the middle-aged knight who was following him took out a token.

The golden background, the black and red flag on the pattern, and the protruding lifelike golden lion head made the guard bow down and kneel all at once.

It is a token that can only be held by the king's guards, and it symbolizes the king's orders.

A group of cavalry quickly entered the city gate without dismounting, but slowed down after entering the city.Seeing this group of burly and sturdy knights, everyone on the avenue stepped aside one after another.Someone recognized that the young man in the lead was the child of their old city lord, and immediately stood on the side of the road and began to whisper.

The child of their old city lord has become the prince of Aaron Landis, and maybe he can become the king of Aaron Landis in the future, which makes the citizens of Meinester extremely excited.Now, they watched the grown-up children come back to Meneste City, which immediately attracted the attention of many city residents.

They gathered around and watched Heymos lead the team of knights straight to the gate of the castle in the center of the city before dismounting.

"H, Heymos...Your Highness."

The guards guarding the gate of the castle looked at the young man striding forward in astonishment, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

"You, you are..."

"Why, I'm coming back to see my dear uncle, aren't you going to let me in?"

The young man standing in front of the castle gate asked in a deep voice.

The guard froze for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw the group of townspeople who had gathered and looked this way, and subconsciously shut up.

"Open the door! Open the door immediately! Didn't you see His Highness Heymos back?"

While yelling at his subordinates loudly, he turned around and smiled at Heymos.

"How come? Master Earle said that this will always be your home."

The boy glanced at him.

Just one look made the guard's chest choke.He watched Heymos strode into the open door with big strides.

Half of the group of knights who followed the boy followed behind the boy, and the other half took over the horses of their companions and waited outside the gate.

The maids and servants who were busy in the castle early in the morning were all stunned when they saw Heymos who suddenly appeared.

Heymos, who entered the castle, did not greet anyone. After looking around this familiar place, he turned around and walked straight in one direction.

It was early in the morning, and the person he was looking for must be in the training ground.

The people staying in the hall just watched in amazement and dumbfounded as the group of knights followed Heymos away without saying a word.One of the attendants turned around and ran desperately, he wanted to report the news of Heymos' sudden return to the city lord immediately.

Heymos walked briskly down a long corridor that ended in an ornately carved black wooden door.

He walked to the door, paused, and then lifted his foot abruptly.

With a bang, he kicked the exquisitely carved door open, and an ugly gap appeared at the place where it was kicked.

The sudden loud noise startled the young man who was practicing marksmanship in the martial arts training ground and almost let the spear in his hand fall to the ground. He turned his head angrily, and wanted to scold the servant who disturbed his martial arts practice, but saw a familiar figure from being kicked to pieces. coming through the door.

"Heymos..."

He subconsciously clenched the gun in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

Heymos, son of his father's brother, his cousin.

He is obviously several years younger than him, but he is much better than him, a guy who can easily crush him.

The guy he hated so much.

He had secretly designed this guy several times, but never succeeded. This guy always looked down at him with a cold, disdainful gaze.

Ever since he heard that Heymos had been chosen as the prince, he was even more jealous.

Obviously my father said that this guy Heymos is dead this time, why now--

"Because Uncle Earl and you both seem to miss me, so I came back to visit you."

The boy said so.

"Buck, are you practicing martial arts? Well, since we haven't seen each other for so long, how about letting us two cousins ​​have a fight?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a sharp gun from the weapon rack next to him.

"No, no need..."

Buck didn't finish his sentence.

A long spear suddenly fell from the sky, hitting him like a huge sharp arrow.

It grazed his cheek exactly, cut a bloodstain, and then nailed it heavily to the training stake behind him.

The young man who had just grown up sat down on the ground.

The long spear thrown by Heymos was deeply nailed to the stake, still humming, and the tail of the spear above his head trembled slightly.

Buck, who fell to the ground, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

As long as the long spear is slightly deflected, it can penetrate his head.

The young man striding forward pulled out the spear from the stake, and stood in front of him, looking down at him despite his body being a little shorter than him.

Condescending.

There was a cold gleam in his eyes, which caused heart palpitations for no reason.

Heymos said, "Go ahead."

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When Earl, the city lord of Meneste who got the news, rushed to the training ground, what he saw was a terrible scene that made him feel extremely distressed.

The son he valued and loved the most was lying on his back on the ground, and that damned little bastard stepped heavily on Buck's chest with one foot.

Judging by the extent of the chest collapse, several ribs had obviously been broken.

What made his eyes even darker was that the sharp tip of a spear pierced through Buck's right palm, nailing that hand to the ground fiercely.

His son wailed in pain on the ground, and that sound was nailed into his heart like a nail.

Earl was so distressed that he wanted to order the guards behind him to rush up and chop that damned little bastard into meat paste.

However, his sanity stopped him.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, then walked forward, showing a serious expression to Heymos.

"Heymos, as I said, this is your home, you can come back anytime."

He said in the stern yet distressing tone of an elder to a younger generation, an uncle to a nephew.

"But, how can you bully your cousin just because you became a prince?"

There was a hint of threat in the heartbroken words.

"If King Kamos knows that you have done this kind of thing...he definitely doesn't want Aaron Landis to have an arrogant prince who doesn't know how to respect and love his brother."

The boy who stepped on Buck's chest turned his head sideways, and glanced at Lord Earl from the corner of his eyes.

He raised his lips and smiled.

"Long time no see, my Uncle Earl."

He said, and then lifted his foot, Earl thought that his secret threat had worked, and just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he saw the black boot that had just been raised and stepped down hard again.

There was a click, a slight crack, and Buck's scream. Obviously, another rib was broken.

The Lord Earl turned pale, and he looked at Heymos with grief, and said, "Heymos, I took you in and treated you as my own child all the time, but now I have raised you to be like this In this way, I am sorry for my big brother."

There was an expression on his face, but the veins on his forehead hidden under the hair were throbbing violently.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the dozen or so tall and burly knights beside him. The familiar attire made him dare not act rashly, especially the lion badge on the chest of the leading middle-aged knight.

That is the badge of the Thousand Riders.

These knights are the knights of King Kamos's direct guards.

... If these people were not present, he would have ordered his subordinates to rush forward and teach that damned little bastard a lesson!

Why is he still alive? He should have been burned to death in the palace!

"Master Uncle, I have disappointed you. I am still alive and have not been burned to death."

The words of Heymos made the heart of Santo Earl's heart beat violently.

However, there was a puzzled look on his face.

"Burn to death? Heymos, has something happened to you?" he said. "Have you misunderstood your uncle, your cousin? Actually we..."

"Uncle, I spent a day and two nights here not to argue with you about misunderstanding or not."

The boy interrupted him coldly.

"I came here just to give you a warning."

He said that he still stomped his cousin on the ground and shook the spear nailed to Buck's palm, causing Buck to scream again in pain.

"From now on, if you move your hands and feet again, I will come to my cousin once."

Heymos said with golden red eyes staring at San Francisco Earl.

"I came to learn martial arts with my cousin who is five years older than me, and accidentally injured my cousin."

The corners of the boy's eyes were as sharp as blades, they were raised slightly, looking extremely sharp.

And the corners of his raised lips revealed a deep sense of mockery.

"Why, you were injured by your younger cousin, and then, as an elder, you came out to avenge him?"

The man he called his uncle didn't dare to touch him for this reason.

Heymos had already seen this man clearly.

He has a sweet mouth and a sword in his belly, posturing, good in face and evil in heart, good at acting, and fond of fame.

An adult was injured by his cousin who was five or six years younger than himself, and then, as a father, he went to take revenge on his nephew-this kind of disdainful and disgraceful thing, Earl, who pays attention to reputation, would never do it.

Especially now that the king's guards are present, and the matter may spread to the king's city and to the ears of King Kamos, he will not make such an unwise move.

"'I'm still a child, I'm not sensible, I just accidentally hurt my cousin'—I say that, Uncle, what can you do with me?"

The chilling smile on the corner of the boy's lips became clearer.

"So, I'm here to warn you, Lord Earl."

The boy with cold eyes no longer even called this man his uncle.

"Every time you move your hands and feet, I will come to see my cousin once."

"This time, it was a hand. Next time, the arm will be cut off entirely."

Heymos said, chuckling.

The boy's handsome face was as pleasing as the morning glow when he smiled, but it made everyone staring at him tremble.

They couldn't tell the reason, but they just felt that the boy's words and the way he laughed made their backs shiver.

"Next time, it's a leg."

"And the last time..."

The last half of the sentence, not a loud voice, made Lord Earl's chest tighten.

"Heymos, if you have resentment against me, come at me and spare your brother."

He said with a serious face.

"No matter what you want to do to uncle, uncle will admit it."

"No, Lord Earl, it's normal for me to discuss with my cousin, and it's easy to be criticized if you do something to an elder. And..."

Heymos stared at him, and in the depths of his eyes covered by his forehead, there was a cluster of fiercely burning red flames.

"Besides, you probably won't feel pain when it hits you. Only hurting your most important person can make you unforgettable, isn't it?"

There was only some pain when the knife was stuck on him.

But when the knife is stuck in the person's heart, it will make people go crazy in pain.

Earl, I want to thank you for letting me know this.

Seeing Heymos's reticent appearance, the Lord Earl stopped putting on a show and suddenly darkened his face.

He said coldly, "I am the master of Menester City, do you think I will let you do evil in this city?"

"Unless you let your precious son never leave the city of Meneste for the rest of his life, otherwise, as long as he leaves this city, make him ready to lose his arms and legs."

Heymos replied, pulling out the spear stuck in Buck's palm.

Then, it pierced Buck's thigh hard again.

Buck's miserable scream sounded again in the martial arts training ground, as if he had slapped Lord Earl hard on the face, turning his face ashen.

But he could do nothing, dared not do anything.

The knights of King Kamos are watching here, and a group of knights are waiting outside.

Heymos is his nephew, an orphan, and now he is still a prince, and he is still young. He just "discussed" and "accidentally" injured his older cousin. He couldn't really do anything to him—and It is because of knowing this that the Lord Earl hates him so much.

Lifting his foot on Buck's chest, Heymos turned and left.

"That's all I have to say."

He said, "If you don't want your precious son to have an accident, just be quiet, Lord Earl."

"No, Heymos, you dare not do that."

Lord Earl said in a deep voice with a livid face.

No matter what, Buck is his own cousin, and he is his own uncle. How could this little bastard have the guts to commit kinslaughter——

Heymos walked past him.

The moment they passed by, the boy turned his head, glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and smiled.

The golden-red eyes shimmered a little, like a trace of blood——

That glance actually sent a chill down Earl's heart.

He dares.

A voice shouted in Earl's heart.

This man really dares!

Clap, that was the sound of the departing boy casually throwing the blood-stained spear to the ground.

He left the castle where he had grown up, without a second thought.

He completely left his uncle and cousin behind.

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Lord Earl would not know that in the world where he succeeded, Heymos really killed him and his son Buck with his own hands.

And the black-haired prince who killed his relatives with his own hands has since been called the "son of the devil" and is feared by everyone.