A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The leader of the Royal Knights was ultimately defeated by a scoundrel... no, a wise prince.

The place where Heimos was imprisoned would be changed from the underground prison under this temple to his own palace. Of course, he still cannot move freely. A team of royal knights will be stationed in his palace to guard him every step of the way.

However, before that, according to the request of Prince Garlan, Sago first brought Garlan and Kehos to the place where the remains of the two dead knights were stored.

Although he compromised, his face looked extremely ugly along the way, as dark as a dark cloud.

Knowing that Sage and his subordinates were all aggrieved by him, Garlan became very obedient along the way and followed quietly without saying a word.

Soon, Sage took Garlan to an underground ice cellar behind the temple.

The remains of the two knights were stored deep in the ice cellar.

According to the leader of Sage, after their murderers are punished, a prayer ceremony will be held for their funerals. Until then, the remains will be kept here.

Therefore, even though more than ten days had passed since the incident, what Garlan saw were still two relatively well-preserved bodies placed in a long box filled with ice cubes.

When he stood next to one of the boxes and leaned over to look, the dead knight was lying quietly in the ice, as if he was sleeping, but his face was so pale that he was obviously not alive.

Caythos checks on another dead knight.

"The throat was cut. This is a fatal injury."

He said, pressing his fingers on the knight's throat and looking down.

"There must have been a fight before death, and there was more than one opponent."

He looked at the knight's flaming armor and came to a conclusion.

Because there were several obvious sword scratches on the armor.

The two knights wore hard armor and helmets when they were on duty, which blocked most of the vital parts of their bodies. If you wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible, the only vital part was your throat.

Presumably the other knight's fatal wound was also on his throat.

Kayhos thought so, walked to Garlan's side, and then heard Garlan ask a strange question.

"Why are there no wounds?"

Upon hearing this, Keyhos looked over and saw no wound on the knight's throat.

He was also a little strange, so he looked at it a few more times, then stretched out his hand to touch the throat, and suddenly he knew better.

However, before he could answer, the dark-faced Captain Sage spoke.

"He died after his neck was broken."

"……I see."

"We have examined the remains. One died from a broken neck and the other died from having his throat cut."

Perhaps thinking of the scene at that time, Captain Sage said with a heavy expression.

"The people who killed them left nothing behind. This method of killing is also very common and there are no clues."

"After that, the palace was sealed off, right?"

Garlan asked again.

"Yes, I notified the guards to seal off the entire palace early that morning. No one is allowed to leave the palace without a warrant from me and the captain of the guards."

Sage said that as the leader of the Royal Knights, he has this power.

"You mean that the murderer is still in the palace."

After the palace was sealed off, although important aristocratic ministers could still enter and leave the palace in order to allow the normal operation of political affairs, according to the palace regulations, aristocratic ministers were not allowed to bring their servants into the palace. At most, they could only let their servants stand outside the palace gate and wait. .

In other words, those noble ministers can only enter and exit alone, so it is impossible to take the people out of the palace.

Sage glanced at Garlan coldly and scolded him unceremoniously.

"After that incident, before we could react, the only person who left the palace with his subordinates was Prince Heimos."

Garlan pretended not to understand.

"In other words, the murderer is still in the palace."

Sage snorted, acquiescing.

Garlan thought carefully, then raised his hand and touched his neck.

"Kayjos, if it were you, how would you break the opponent's neck?"

"Almost..."

The one-eyed knight thought for a moment and answered.

"In order to prevent the other party from screaming, usually behind the other party, cover the mouth with one hand, strangle the neck with the arm, and then turn it hard..."

In order to facilitate understanding, he also raised his hand to demonstrate the action.

"Is there any other way?"

"If it is a sudden attack and you have to ensure that the other party will not make a sound, this is the most appropriate way. Other methods will alert the other party and cause the other party to make a sound."

Garlan paused and pondered for a while.

Then, as if he remembered something, he leaned over, put his hand into the ice surrounding the knight, fumbled around, and pulled the opponent's hands out of the ice.

He looked at the two hands carefully for a while, and then nodded slightly.

"Captain Sage."

He straightened up and looked at Sage.

"I think I have a way to find the murderer."

"What?!"

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As the head of the civil service, the Right Secretary has a separate government room in the royal court where Aaron Landis handles government affairs.

It was still morning, and he was sitting in his chair, looking through the parchments slowly, and then writing comments on them in a leisurely manner.

Obviously, the entire palace is still under emergency lockdown, and the atmosphere is extremely tense. Everyone in the palace is in an uneasy mood because of this matter, but this old man has a relaxed look and is sitting in his seat. There was no sign of panic at all.

After a while, one of his young civil servants came in and brought him a cup of hot tea.

The old man put down the quill pen in his hand, held the hot tea in both hands, still in that unhurried manner, took a sip, and showed a satisfied look.

The young official who brought him the tea had a hesitant look on his face. The expression was so obvious that the old man could understand it at a glance.

He took another sip of tea, then put it down and smiled.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

This young civil servant who had just joined the job was a nephew in his family. He was quite smart and diligent, so he brought him here.

He is old and will not be able to stay in this position for long, so he will patiently teach capable juniors.

"Lord Prime Minister, do you think Prince Heimos really killed the royal knight?"

The old man smiled.

"Your thoughts?"

he asked rhetorically.

The young man shook his head.

"I don't think it's like... Although all kinds of unfavorable evidence point to him, no matter how I think about it, I don't think there is any need for him to do such a thing. I feel that someone may have deliberately set off Prince Heimos after he left. Kill the royal knight and put the blame on him.”

Right Secretary looked at him and nodded, showing a satisfied look.

"Why are you asking me now that you already have an idea?"

"I just……"

The young civil servant hesitated and lowered his voice.

"I just want to ask, can you guess who framed Prince Heimos?"

He said, "Yesterday, the Chief had been very eager to convict Prince Heimos... I always felt... that he was..."

He shut up mid-sentence.

He only dared to say this secretly in front of the Prime Minister You, who was the elder of his family. If others heard it, it would be troublesome.

The old Right Secretary took another sip of tea.

"You're still too young."

He patiently taught his juniors.

"You can see things, do you think that the Chief Secretary is not clear in his mind?" He said, "The reason why he dares to be so presumptuous and behaves so eagerly is precisely because he is very sure in his heart that that matter and It didn’t matter to him, so he dared to do it.”

"He is arrogant and arrogant in his behavior, but he is very clear in his heart."

"If there is something wrong in my heart, I can't hide it in time, so I wouldn't dare to make such a big show of it."

"Huh? But, since it has nothing to do with the Chief Secretary, why would he do this? He is a prince after all, so there is no need for the Chief Secretary to offend him for no reason?"

"Ha~ Nothing in this world happens without a reason."

Although the old man drinking tea looks senile, the light in his eyes is still full of energy.

He chuckled, waved his hand, and sent the young official away.

There are many things, and it is better for young people not to know too much.

For example, the matter in Tozes City is not that simple.

For another example, the consuls and wealthy businessmen who committed crimes in Tozes City were all escorted back by Prince Heimos and his troops.

Also, the Chief Secretary is now at a critical moment of whether he can ascend to the position of Zuo Secretary, and there is no room for any stain... things like this...

After taking the last sip of tea, Lao Sixiang turned to look at the bright sunshine outside the window and squinted his eyes slightly.

However, that Prince Gallan... behaved quite unexpectedly.

he thought with interest.

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It was almost noon, and Garlan once again came to the dungeon below the temple of the Royal Knights.

This time, Captain Sage personally led him in.

In the empty dungeon, at first glance, there was only one figure.

Sage walked to the cell and opened the door.

Heimos, who was still sitting on the ground against the wall, closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind. Even if he heard the dull footsteps coming towards him from the boots, he still closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he didn't know at all. Someone is coming over.

Captain Sage, who was standing at the door, looked at Heimos and saw that Heimos was awake, so he spoke directly.

"Prince Heimos, you can come out now."

When Sage said this, Heimos, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

But without even looking at Sage, who was standing at the door of the cell, he turned his eyes and fell directly on Garlan on the other side.

"Garlan, what did you do?"

Heimos asked, looking at Garlan with a sharp look.

"It's nothing. I just tried to persuade Captain Sage that you were still injured and asked you to return to the palace to recuperate."

Garlan shrugged, then turned to look at Sa Ge.

"Captain Sage, do you think so?"

He looked at Sage and said with a smile.

"……yes."

The word "Captain Sage" was struck out like a stone.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how reluctant he was to say 'yes'.

Obviously unwilling to say more, he looked at Heimos and said expressionlessly: "Prince Heimos, I will send a team of royal knights into your palace. Before the matter is over, I hope you can stay quietly. Stay in the palace to recuperate, and don’t leave their sight.”

He said: "Now, please come out first."

Heimos sat motionless, his golden-red pupils just staring at Garlan.

He said: "Garlan, come in."

"ah?"

"I'm injured and can't stand up. Come in and help me."

"…………"

Your injured part is your hand, not your foot.

The young man cursed in his heart.

However, he knew very well that if he didn't go in, Heimos, who had been extremely willful in front of him since the injury, would never come out on his own. Therefore, he had no choice but to walk in, walk up to the seated Heimos, bend down, and stretch out his hand to him.

Heimos did not grab his hand immediately, but stared at him with a pair of golden-red eyes. The deeply probing gaze made Gallan feel a little guilty.

Fortunately, Heimos didn't stare at him for too long before reaching out and grabbing his hand.

But, to be precise, Heimos didn't grab his hand, but his wrist.

The palm that was larger than him tightly clasped Garlan's entire wrist tightly.

.........Big brown hands covered his arms...

Fingers wrapped tightly around his wrist...

The fingertips, as hot as charcoal fire and rugged, slid across his skin...a little numbness was transmitted from the nerves to the entire body...

.........Obviously it should be extremely painful, but the extreme pain is mixed with the ultimate pleasure...

It makes people tremble, it makes people collapse...

Almost bringing people to the point of death——

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Garlan suddenly waved his hand and shook off the hand held by Heimos.

He took a step back.

The moment Heimos' fingers clasped his wrist, the familiar feeling suddenly brought to mind the dream of that night...

Garlan felt that his face was burning at this moment.

At this moment, he couldn't even look directly at Heimos in front of him.

He bit his lower lip and tried his best to control his strange expression. His heartbeat was beating fast, for fear that Heimos would see any clues.

Fortunately, Heimos didn't look at him at this time, but his eyes fell on his arm.

The next second, Heimos stood up on his own.

She reached out, grabbed his hand again, and forcibly pulled his left hand out of the cloak.

Heimos stared at the obviously freshly cut scar on Garlan's forearm.

"what happened?"

He asked: "Garlan, what did you do to get me out of here?"

"It's just a small wound. I accidentally rubbed it. I..."

"Do you think I can't tell that this wound was caused by a knife blade?"

Heimos abruptly interrupted Garlan's words.

"answer me."

"I really didn't do anything..."

Halfway through his words, his shoulders were suddenly grabbed.

Heimos clasped Garlan's shoulders, and stared at Garlan with his sharp golden-red eyes, with a dangerous aura in his eyes.

"Two choices."

Heimos said,

"Either you answer my question immediately."

He stared at Garlan closely, lowered his head, and moved his face closer.

He lowered his voice so low that only he and Garlan could hear it clearly.

"Or I'll kiss you right here."

"you--!!"

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……etc.

I always feel that this scene, this conversation, this threat mode... has an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?

The author has something to say: Leader of Sage: The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will be spared by heaven!

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