A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Once there is suspicion, the suspicion will become heavier and heavier, as is the case with Opada.He didn't think about that at all before, so everything was normal, but now he was suspicious, and he saw something wrong.

He began to look at Keyhos indiscriminately, paying close attention to every move of Keyhos, and felt more and more that something was wrong.

For example, as long as Garlan is within the line of sight of Kaihos, Kyhoes' eyes will fall on Garlan.Even if he was talking to others, he would pay some attention to Garlan.

Therefore, he would be the first to notice any movement of Garlan.Often, when Garlan looked at him, Kaihos would go straight to Garlan without calling for someone.

When he was usually on the road, Kaihos always followed Garlan closely, never letting go.

Especially what Opada couldn't bear was the way Kayhos looked at Garlan.

That scorching sun knight who looks rather slutty and unrestrained, no matter who he looks at, has half a smile in his eyes. Although there is a smile on his face, he looks very close, but when he is really close, he will find that it is just an appearance.

Compared with people who behave indifferently, it is even more difficult to get close to a guy like Keyhos who seems to be close but is cold in his heart.

Opada knows, because the eldest brother he once admired is also this kind of person.

However, for such a hard-to-approach guy, when he looked at Garlan, his eyes were unusually soft, with an indescribable warmth.

The only remaining malachite-like emerald green eye would glow slightly when looking at Garlan, as if seeing the only light in the world.

The same is true for Garlan. It is obvious that Kaihos is his guardian knight and his subordinate. It stands to reason that princes and knights should have different dignity.But Garlan didn't seem to regard Keyhos as a subordinate at all, and his behavior towards Keyhos was also very friendly, as long as he was facing him, he would show a bright smile.

Just like now, Opada saw that Garlan not far away raised his hand to help Kaihos stroke the blond hair hanging in front of his eyes, and the one-eyed knight smiled, and bent down to let Garlan's hand caress him. own face.

Garlan smiled happily while touching Kaihos' face.

Such an intimate gesture... and the glances that met and conveyed something from time to time...

Opada would never believe that there was nothing between the two of them!

It looks right.

Garlan and his guardian knight are lovers.

This is what he saw with his own eyes.

The reason why the relationship was not made public is probably because Aaron Landis is not very sympathetic and friendly to gay people, and he also has concerns about identity.

...Yes, it must be so.

Tasdar held his chest, feeling as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp arrow, and he was throbbing with pain.

He had lived for more than 20 years, and once he fell in love, he fell out of love in less than ten days.

Looking at the intimate interaction between the two not far away, he felt that his heart was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

……

And on Garlan's side, the so-called intimacy of interaction...

"Kayhors, your blindfold seems to be crooked, and there's something on it."

Garlan stared at a conspicuous white mark on the black eyepatch, pointed there and said.

"Really? It probably stuck to it after wiping the sweat with your hands after eating."

Kyhoes raised his hand and wiped the blindfold with his fingertips.

"No, it's not there." Seeing that Kayhos couldn't wipe it in the right place, Garlan said simply, "You lower your head."

The blond knight obediently obeyed his prince's command, bowed and bowed his head.

Then, the little prince leaned over, wiped off the white marks on the blindfold, and straightened the slightly crooked blindfold.

To fiddle with the blindfold, his hands would naturally touch the knight's face.

So, in Oppada's view over there...

"Hahaha, it's rice grains, Kaihos, you actually got rice grains on your blindfold."

Looking at the white rice grains on his fingers, Garlan couldn't be happier.

If others know that the famous Scorching Sun Knight has rice grains on his face... hahahaha, no, just thinking about it makes me happy.

"If others see this, it's up to you what to do."

Glancing at the grains of rice on Garlan's fingers, Kaihos couldn't help but laugh too.

"Yes, thanks to Your Highness for helping me keep my handsome image."

As he said with a smile, he glanced at Opada not far away from the corner of his eye.

Seeing Opada staring straight at this side, with that sad and indignant look in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

What's going on with that Tasdar man recently, watching his every move every day.

At first, Kyhos thought that the man had noticed something was wrong and was watching him, but later he realized that this was not the case. The Tasdar man always looked at him with an indescribable sadness...but he didn't It's like the sad eyes of those noble ladies when they can't keep themselves, and it's more like the eyes of those noble children who have failed to compete for the hearts of noble ladies staring at themselves...

Uh--

No way?

The knight who reacted was a little confused.

That guy doesn't think he has something to do with His Highness Garlan, does he?

Kyhos took another look at the Tasdar who was staring at him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then looked at the prince in front of him.

Forget it.

he thought resignedly.

If you are misunderstood, just misunderstand, as long as you can protect the prince well, you don't need image or anything.

Thinking so, Kejos turned and walked towards Opada.

"I heard that you are the successor of General Tasda?"

He said with a smile.

"How about it, let's try it?"

For the sudden provocation of the "rival in love", Opada naturally wished for it, especially when his sweetheart was watching from the side, and Opada immediately screamed in his heart to teach this guy a lesson.

Moreover, on the first day this famous 'Knight of the Scorching Sun' came, Oppada, who naturally liked to challenge the strong, was already eager to try. I endured it.

When Kaihos made such a provocative provocation, Opada couldn't wait to jump on it.

As soon as the other Tasdars heard that their cub was going to spar with that famous knight, they rushed over immediately.

So, surrounded by a large number of Tasdar people watching and booing, the two found an open space at random, moved their bodies, and started.

…………

Ten minutes later, the brown-haired Tasdar fell heavily to the ground.

The round shield had already flown far away, and half of the spear in his hand was broken.

Opada, who fell to the ground, had bruises and bruises on his face. He had obviously been hit a lot, and it seemed that the shots were aimed at his face.

The one-eyed knight stood in front of Oppada, with the long sword in his hand resting on his forehead.

Opada was embarrassed, but Kaihos didn't look relaxed either. He was panting violently, his blond hair wet with sweat was sticking to his cheeks, and sweat dripped down his cheeks from the ends of his hair. There were also some spots on his clothes. The damage picked out by the spear.

"I lost, you are strong."

Opada said angrily.

Although losing made him very depressed, Tasdar people are used to being straightforward, losing is losing, winning is winning, and there is no sophistry or evasion.

But what annoys him the most is, why does Keyhos always stare at his face and hit him?

Although it took a lot of effort, Kaihos, who managed to clean up the bear boy and let out a sigh of relief, felt relieved.

He withdrew his sword and said, "You are not bad, you are indeed the successor chosen by the general."

Looking up at the face of Oppada who was somewhat similar to the person in his memory, the knight paused, and said again: "...If my opponent is 'him', the outcome may be unpredictable .”

After speaking, he withdrew his sword, turned and left.

On the way back to the tent, Garlan asked curiously.

"Who is this 'he' you speak of?"

Keyhos smiled.

"A friend from long ago," he said.

He raised his eyes to the endless sky, and there was a little nostalgia in his eyes.

"But it may be difficult to see in the future."

Garlan still wanted to speak, but the black eagle that suddenly flew towards him interrupted him.

Anu grabbed a khaki object and circled around his head, then fell, threw the object to his feet, and then landed on his shoulder, making a short cry.

He looked down, and what was thrown at his feet was a fat yellow-haired rabbit.

"Desert rabbit?"

"This little guy is very smart and can burrow. It's hard to catch, but it tastes good. We have a barbecue tonight."

Anu on his shoulders flapped his wings again and let out a cry, as if asking for credit.

Garlan smiled and stroked its feathers, and it stopped barking contentedly.

…………

After Keyhos left, the clearing did not quiet down.

After watching that fight, the Tasdars, who were so excited, went up by themselves without hesitation, yelled at their opponents, and started this kind of game that they would not get tired of.

On the other hand, Opada stood beside him with a depressed face, and his friend was applying medicine to him... Most of the ointment was applied to his face.

The Gobi Desert, which was originally quiet and desolate, is rarely bustling because of this noisy camp.

The Tasdar people sweated heartily, showing their strong bodies under the light of the ignited fire, and showing their bravery to their companions and lovers.

No one knew that on the Gobi Mountains several miles away from this lively camp, someone was looking down at the camp that was very conspicuous in the night with a bonfire lit.

These strong men are all riding horses, and everyone looks quite sturdy, but that kind of sturdy is not the majesty and strength of the army, but fierce and evil, giving people a vicious feeling.

They were identified by tattoos of lizards on their arms, the hallmark of Sivari bandits.

The gangsters who had rushed for dozens of miles looked down at the camp at the foot of the Gobi Mountain with sinister eyes.

"Brothers, after completing this vote, it is enough for us to be happy for a long time."

The leader of the horse thieves urged the horses under him, and shouted to his companions behind him.

"At that time, you want gems, gold, women, and fine wine—"

He shouted loudly, pointing at the camp below the mountain with the saber in his hand.

"Just kill that mission with only more than 100 people! Whatever you want, you can have!"

The agitation of the horse thief leader made his companions cheer loudly. Their eyes were like jackals, staring greedily and viciously at the prey in the distance.

Money stirs their blood, makes them boil, and makes them eager to lick the blood of their prey with their blades.

The leader of the Sivari bandit stared at the camp and licked his thick lower lip.

He looked at the men in the camp as he stared at walking piles of gold.

Although generally speaking, such things as attacking missions are not only useless, but also anger the two countries. Maybe they will send troops to conquer them.

Therefore, so far, there has never been a bandit group attacking a mission on the mainland.

But, this time, someone gave them enough money to attack Tasta's mission.And also told him that no one will be left alive.

The huge amount of property that stunned him was enough to make them take risks.

What's more, if no one is left alive, who would know that their Xivali gang did it?They rushed over secretly, and after finishing this vote, they can completely blame the incident on the bandits entrenched in the vicinity.

He was extremely looking forward to the arrival of night, a feast of blood was about to begin.

…………

It was already the dead of night, and the clear night sky was shining with stars, flowing like the Milky Way in the night.

The crooked moon sprinkled a layer of silver light on the row of tents on the sandy ground, and the cool night wind whizzed past, rolling up the sandy soil on the ground.

In the quiet night, in the tent, listening to the snoring of his friends, Opada turned over again.

He had tossed and turned countless times during the past half night, and couldn't sleep no matter what, his face was still aching, but his chest was even more stuffy.

The boy he fell in love with at first sight already had a lover, moreover, that lover was stronger than him, braver than him, handsomer than him, and more famous than him, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't compare to others.

Ugh……

Oppada sighed, unable to lie down any longer, simply turned over and got out of the tent.

Go for a dip in the small lake behind the hills.

Thinking this way, he greeted the Tasda soldiers who were on duty, then left the camp alone, and soaked in a small lake not far away.

As soon as the cold lake water soaked, a coolness permeated the body, and Oppada groaned comfortably.

He was originally a simple and straightforward person, his temper came and went quickly, and when he felt comfortable, drowsiness came to his head, and he fell asleep in a daze just like that while soaking in water.

………………

What woke the young Tasdar from his deep sleep was the breath of fire and blood blowing by the night wind.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the crimson fire light shone from behind, illuminating the calm lake.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the raging flames in the camp not far away, which reflected half of the sky and his pupils red.

Oppada jumped out of the lake.

He picked up the dagger that was under the stone - fortunately, it was his habit to keep a weapon on him at all times - it was a habit he had developed under the teaching of that person since he was a child.

When he hurried back to the camp, what he saw made his eyes turn red instantly.

Countless horse thieves raged in the camp, galloping their horses back and forth, slashing sharp sabers at the resisting Tasda soldiers.

The brave Tasdars resisted tenaciously in the flames. In order to cover their companions who fought together, they fearlessly blocked the sharp blades with their bodies.

They grabbed the sabers that had been cut into their bodies, and dragged the enemy from the horse forcefully.

Some people still have fire burning on their bodies, but they seem to be unconscious, allowing the flames to burn themselves, and still stabbing the spear fiercely at the enemy.

The soldier, unable to fight anymore with a broken arm, bumped into the running horse without hesitation, and blocked the horse's collision with his living flesh and blood.

Not afraid to die.

This is the warrior of Tasda.

It is precisely because of their extreme bravery that they withstood the attack of horse thieves ten times their size with more than 100 people.

However, no matter how brave the Tasdar people are, they are still outnumbered in the face of endless enemies, especially the superior cavalry.

The crimson flames rolled in the night sky, burning the sky red, reflecting the horrific battle.

Opada rushed in.

His eyes were red with the anger that had ignited the blood throughout his body.

He waved the dagger in his hand, and pierced a horse thief's chest with a sword.

Then, he snatched the long knife from the dead horse thief's hand, and rushed towards several horse thieves not far away again.

One of the horse thieves turned his horse's head and rushed towards him.

Seeing that he was about to hit Opada, he dodged sideways.

The heavy long knife swung in the air and slashed down heavily, cutting off the entire horse's head at once.

Blood spurted out, dyeing half of Opada's body red, and he chopped off the head of the fallen horse thief with a single knife.

The dozen or so horse thieves who were looking at this side were taken aback, and rushed over together, trying to rely on the number of people to kill the Tasdar who suddenly appeared under the horse.

But they underestimated the bravery of this Tasdar man. When they rushed over, they only stabbed a few wounds on Oppada, but they were killed by Oppada one by one.

After killing a dozen enemies in one breath, Opada stood beside the pile of corpses, panting violently.

His whole body was red with the blood of the enemy, and the wounds on his arms and body were also bleeding.But he didn't care about treating the wound, he turned around and wanted to rush towards his companion.

The appearance of Opada indeed made the Tasdar people look surprised, with a surge of momentum, they desperately resisted the attack of the horse thief, and rushed towards Opada with a bloody road.

The appearance of a future leader whom they recognized gave the Tasdar a great morale boost.

Just when Opada turned around and was about to run to his companions, a sudden chill came from behind him, and the sense of crisis surging from inside his body made all the hairs on his body stand on end.

He didn't even have time to think, his body instinctively lowered his head under the impetus of this sense of crisis, and rolled forward in embarrassment.

Cheng Liang's pitch-black iron gun pierced out of the night, and the sharp point of the gun pierced through the phantom of the back of Opada's head.

Half a second later, he will be shot in the head.

Rolling in embarrassment to avoid the shot, Opada saw the black horse's hoof behind him out of the corner of his eye, so he didn't stand up at all, but rolled on the spot, directly beside the horse's hoof.

As soon as he raised his hand, he slashed at the horse's leg with the saber in his hand——

Clang.

The pitch-black iron spear pierced down from top to bottom, blocking the long knife he was cutting towards the horse's leg.

The sharp blade swiped against the hard black iron gun shaft, making a sharp and piercing sound.

Then, with a flick of the black iron gun, the tip of the gun stabbed at Oppada.

Opada quickly jumped back, avoiding the attack range of the black iron gun.

This is a formidable enemy.

His intuition, physical sensations, and the strong sense of oppression from the opponent all told Opada this way.

He took a deep breath to steady himself.

Don't rush.

He warned himself in the bottom of his heart.

The more powerful the enemy is, the more calm you must be.Only by calming down can we seize the chance of winning.

Clenching the long knife in his hand, Opada raised his head and looked at the powerful enemy on the horse.

Seeing this, his pupils suddenly dilated.

The long knife that was tightly held in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"...Brother?"

The pupils dilated to the limit reflected the figure of the man on the horse.

Opada made a dreamlike sound, and the whole person froze in place.

The man riding a horse and holding a pitch-black iron gun also had short brown hair and a face very similar to Oppada's, except that the outline of his face was sharper and colder.

He looked down at Opada, his gray eyes cold and condescending.

"Opada, my brother."

His low and deep voice resounded under the night sky reddened by flames.

"After so many years, you still haven't made any progress."

He said, "So, use your death to pave the way for Tasda—"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he raised a spear in his hand and stabbed at Opada again like a gust of wind.

Opada stood there, motionless.

His empty pupils reflected the black iron spear stabbed at him by the brother he once admired and respected the most.

At this moment, he can't think of anything, can't feel anything.

There was nothing left in his mind.

He stood motionless, motionless.

Seeing that the sharp spear point was about to penetrate his brow——

Keng!

There was a crisp metal sound of a sharp blade hitting.

The silver-white sword blade protruding from the slanted ground forcibly blocked the spear point that was stabbing down.

In the dark night, a small spark exploded a little light.

Like a ray of sunlight piercing the darkness, bright blonde hair emerged from the darkness and flew up in front of Opada's eyes.

A familiar figure appeared in his sight.

A raging flame burns in the night.

The blond prince holds a long sword.

Protect Oppada behind him.