A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Heimos was still hesitant at first, although his subordinate Suojia was very effective in secretly planning things to deceive people. For example, Suojia was very effective in getting rid of his uncle Earl. But, when it comes to how to pursue the one you love...

Heimos had been tricked by him once before, so this time he had to weigh Suojia's suggestion carefully before making a decision.

Therefore, when Heimos came to the small chamber this time, he was not looking for Garlan, but had other things to do.

Just when he passed the hall, he glanced at Garlan from a distance. At this time, he saw the Tasda messenger standing in front of Garlan. The man had a familiar face.

He thought for a moment and immediately remembered who that person was.

His heart moved, but he didn't leave, but just stood far away. The tall columns supporting the palace covered his figure. He hid behind the columns and listened carefully to the conversation between Garlan and the Tasda envoy.

He is gifted with hearing, and he can hear the conversation over there even if he is more than ten meters away.

When he heard that the gift from Opada was the blue gem, Heimos pursed his lips and felt very unhappy.

It seems that the guy hasn't given up on Garlan yet.

Although the messenger said that the gem had no additional meaning, Heimos could guess in his heart that Opada secretly hoped that this gem with special meaning could accompany Garlan on his behalf.

With Garlan's character, he will definitely take good care of this gem.

In the future, whenever Garlan sees the gem, he will remember Opada.

When he thought of this, Heimos's eyes became a little darker.

At this moment, a fire suddenly lit up in his heart, burning loudly.

And when the Tasda envoy left, his inner fire not only did not calm down, but intensified with Tal's mention of the little princess, Shermer's suggestion of choosing the crown princess, and so on.

He pressed one hand on the cold stone pillar, his face as sinking as water.

That's it for Elson's little princess, she was just a child after all, but those words of Shermer... Heimos couldn't help but think about it deeply.

Indeed, Garlan is about to come of age. After being established as Crown Prince this time, the political power of the government has changed. I am afraid that many people want to take advantage of this change to get a share of the pie. The Crown Princess is the best one. Breakthrough.

King Camos is not fond of women, perhaps because he saw the mess in his father's harem when he was a child, and even the chaos in the government caused by his beloved harem concubine. Therefore, he has not yet established a princess. , his harem is clean, there is not a single woman, only dozens of maids with no background to serve him.

Over the years, none of the powerful ministers could successfully insert women from their own families into the harem of King Camos, and in the end, they had to give up.

But now, there is a better candidate in front of them.

I am afraid that those powerful ministers have begun to think privately about how to stuff their delicate daughters, nieces or beautiful granddaughters into the crown prince's harem. In a few days, they will encourage King Camos to choose a concubine for Garlan.

The huge sense of crisis made Heimos' throat feel dry for a moment.

He stood behind the column and was lost in thought for a while. It was not until a passing attendant saluted him that he came back to his senses.

When he looked up again, he saw Garlan leaving the hall in a hurry.

After hesitating, he followed.

Garlan didn't seem to notice anyone following him and walked in a hurry, as if he was afraid that someone would catch up.

After leaving the small meeting room completely and arriving at a small, slightly secluded palace, he saw Garlan stop, exhale a long breath, put one hand on the stone pillar, and looked a little depressed.

By the time he walked over, Garlan had already changed from holding his hands on the stone pillar to turning around and leaning on the stone pillar with his back.

The young man raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and rested his head on the stone pillar. He was still muttering quietly, obviously talking to himself.

However, he could clearly hear those few words he said to himself.

【The Crown Princess...】

Suddenly, Heimos felt his heart tighten.

Perhaps because he had watched Garlan grow up, he had always subconsciously felt that Garlan was still young and had not considered this matter at all.

He always felt that he didn't have to worry, he still had a long time to slowly get close to Garlan's heart, and make Garlan accept him bit by bit.

But now——

His heart was in a state of confusion for a moment. When he saw those golden eyes opening and reflecting his shadow, Heimos had no time to think. His actions were faster than his brain. He reached out and grabbed Gal. Lan's hand.

The moment he grabbed the wrist, Heimos felt that his heart suddenly stabilized.

He looked deeply at the boy who was looking at him in confusion, and made a decision in his heart.

Maybe it's too early for Garlan.

But he was very uneasy, very uneasy. He needed a promise from Garlan.

…………

It was already evening, bathed in the fiery red sunset, and the huge white city wall stood tall.

Green palm trees stand straight on the ground, their broad leaves swaying slightly as the breeze passes by.

The water in the lotus pond made of white stone is crystal clear, but only the green lotus leaves are left on the water. The light blue lotus has almost withered with the getting colder weather.

The wide white city wall blocked the horizon, and the sun that was about to sink into the ground could not be seen. Only the red light coming over the city wall could be seen.

The garden is quiet under the setting sun, with only the occasional clear chirping of birds.

Heimos saw Garlan walking forward and looking at the garden in front of him, seeming a little distracted.

His heart softened slightly and he was a little happy.

It seems that Garlan still remembers this place.

This is the place where they first met when they were both very young.

"Garlan, do you remember where this is?"

Heimos said, looking at Garlan softly and lowering his voice.

"……Remember."

He heard Garlan reply.

The young man answered in a soft voice, but it was enough to make his heart feel more joyful.

Heimos thought of that time, when the little child who was so frightened by him that he fell to the ground stared at him with wide round eyes.

The scenes he and Garlan experienced together seemed like just yesterday.

He has guarded this child from a small bundle to what it is now.

He grew up guarding Garlan.

Perhaps even he himself didn't know it. Unknowingly, this child had become a part of his life and even his soul.

No one could tear Garlan out of his life.

Not even Aaron Landis' Gods.

Heimos thought, stretched out his hand, and held Garlan's hand.

When he started to bring Garlan, he grabbed his left hand, but this time, he held Garlan's right hand. When he lifted it up, he saw the thing that Garlan was holding in his hand.

The small cedar box was given to Garlan by the Tastar messenger.

The moment he saw this small wooden box, Heimos' heart sank. His lips pursed sharply, and his eyes darkened. The shadow of his scattered forehead hair fell into his pupils, making his face look so expressionless at this moment. It looks a bit gloomy.

And the way he stared at the wooden box was like a wild wolf, showing a bit of cruelty.

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Garlan stood in front of the lotus pond. The water was crystal clear. The wind ruffled the water, causing the green round leaves to undulate in the water.

The gentle breeze with a slight fragrance of water vapor brushed past the young man's cheek, playfully lifting up a strand of golden hair.

The sun has not completely set yet, there is still warmth in the air, and even the breeze does not make people feel cold.

But at this moment, Garlan felt a chill running down his back.

Memories of scenes flashed through his mind quickly.

The snow-white lightning tearing through the dark clouds.

It was like a rumble of thunder ringing in my ears.

Raindrops as big and heavy as gravel hit the body, causing pain every time.

The heavy rain pouring down from the sky.

Also, the tall figure wearing silver armor and dark boots stepped on the water and walked towards him step by step along the edge of the pool...

He turned back, and the figure that just flashed in his memory was right in front of him.

His pupils tightened slightly, and even his breathing began to quicken.

He felt as if his heart was stabbed in pain by something invisible.

Garlan unconsciously raised his hand, trying to put it on his chest, which was stinging.

His shoulders tensed nervously.

Heimos asked him if he still remembered this place. What did he mean?

Did Heimos remember something?

But as soon as Garlan raised his hand, Heimos grabbed it before he could press it on his chest.

He looked up at Heimos.

He saw Heimos' gloomy eyes shrouded in shadow. Heimos clasped his right wrist tightly and stared at his hand.

He clearly saw the cruelty in those golden-red eyes.

Garlan's heart skipped a beat.

The expression on Heimos's face, who was silent at this moment, made him panic in his heart.

Indeed, Heimos in this life would not harm him.

But... what if it was Heimos from previous lives?

Heimos in previous lives hated him with all his heart.

If Heimos now has memories of previous lives...

This is not impossible.

Gallan still remembered that the last time in the city of Menestre, Heimos said that the reason why he suddenly lost control of his emotions and wanted to kill Earl was because he saw a terrible vision.

Heimos thought it was an illusion, but Gallan knew that it was not an illusion, but something that really happened in previous lives.

If Heymos can see those things, does that mean he can also see things related to himself?

Heimos stared at him with a gloomy face and said nothing. Garlan, who was not sure whether Heimos had memories of previous lives, did not dare to speak first.

This silent atmosphere made his chest tighten and his breathing became a little short.

His heart was beating rapidly, and Garlan felt that the hand holding the wooden box was beginning to sweat. In order to avoid losing his grip on the wooden box, he could only hold it tighter.

For some reason, Garlan felt a dull pain suddenly arise deep in his heart at this moment.

Huymos had been very kind to him over the years.

He dotes on him, protects him, always puts him first in everything, and would even put himself in jail to protect him.

The eyes he looked at him were always gentle.

And now, if Heimos has memories of previous lives...then, what will happen to the once intimate relationship between him and Heimos?

………………

Heimos stared at Garlan's right hand.

He saw that hand clenching tighter and tighter, his fingers tightly holding the wooden box in his hand, as if he was afraid that it would be snatched away by him, and his face became more and more ugly.

But he knew that if he really snatched it away, Gallan would be angry.

So, he took a deep breath and suppressed the flame of jealousy in his heart.

It doesn't matter.

he told himself.

It was just a dead thing, no big deal.

The person in front of Garlan now is him.

"Garlan..."

He whispered the boy's name.

The young man stood quietly in front of him, his head lowered, his long golden hair scattered on his slender shoulders.

Looking down from his line of sight, he could see the thin light-colored eyelashes, like dragonfly wings. When the wind passed by, the ends of the eyelashes moved slightly.

Its movement was like gently grazing the softest place in his heart, and in an instant all the unhappiness in Heymos's heart disappeared completely.

He suddenly felt itchy on his fingertips and couldn't help but want to flick the soft eyelashes.

He thought so, so he did it.

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw Garlan suddenly close his eyes tightly.

The young man closed his eyes tightly and pursed his lips. Although he did not avoid his hand, his expression looked very nervous and his shoulders were obviously tense.

Heimos could even hear Garlan's breathing becoming faster than usual.

Is he nervous?

Why?

Heimos' fingers still stayed very close to the slender eyelashes.

He looked at Garlan's nervous little face, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Could it be...that Garlan was so nervous because he saw this place and guessed what he wanted to say to him?

Heimos's mind was spinning rapidly.

Since Gallan had already guessed what he wanted to say to him, he neither turned around nor left, nor opened his mouth to stop him from speaking. He showed a nervous look and waited for him to continue speaking.

So, does this mean that Garlan is not disgusted with what he is about to say, and may even be waiting for him to speak?

Just when Heymos was confused and looking at Gallan intently, Gallan's closed eyes suddenly opened a small slit and glanced up at him secretly.

Meeting his gaze, Garlan looked panicked, as if he had been caught secretly doing something bad, and suddenly closed his eyes again.

The young man closed his eyes and tried to pretend that he wasn't peeking, but his tight lips revealed his panic.

That little squirrel looked like a little squirrel that was caught stealing fruit but tilted its head and tried to pretend to be innocent. It was so cute that the corners of Heymos' lips couldn't help but curl up. .

That must be it.

Heimos thought.

Garlan was waiting for him to speak.

Garlan was waiting for him to express his feelings.

Heimos thought so, and felt a sweet feeling in his heart little by little. The uneasiness he felt when he heard that the Crown Princess was to be selected not long ago, and the anger when he saw the wooden box in Gallan's hand had already been eliminated. He was thrown into the clouds.

He thought that he must properly convey his feelings to Garlan.

He wanted to tell Garlan that he was an integral part of his life.

He wanted to tell him that he would stay by his side throughout his life.

With these thoughts swirling in his heart, Heimos looked at Gallan, who still had his eyes closed with a nervous look on his face. He seemed to be infected by Gallan's emotions, and he felt that he was also inexplicably nervous.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but he heard his heart beating suddenly.

It was beating so violently that he even doubted whether Garlan could hear his heartbeat.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But those words that had been circulating in my mind countless times suddenly got stuck in my throat, and when the matter came to a close, I couldn't spit them out.

He felt his palms begin to sweat.

Not wanting Gallan to feel his embarrassment, Heimos subconsciously let go of the hand holding Gallan.

The breeze blowing from the pool water passed over the palms, cooling them.

Heimos found that he was so nervous at this moment that he could not speak.

Even when he went to the Northland and rushed onto the battlefield filled with the smell of blood and bones for the first time, he had never been so nervous.

His whole body was even more tense than when he was fighting with the enemy, like a very green little boy.

He tried hard to open his mouth, but no sound came out.

Garlan was still standing in front of him, quietly, with his eyes closed, his slender eyelashes casting a light shadow on his fair cheeks.

The gust of wind passed by, lifting up a strand of golden hair and gently brushing against Heimos' cheek.

The soft touch of the hair made Heymos's heart suddenly move.

He didn't have time to think about it anymore. Without thinking, maybe his body made the decision on its own.

He reached out his hands and held Garlan's cheek.

With a little force of his fingers, he lifted Garlan's head up.

He leaned down and kissed the boy's light pink lips.

The sweetest taste that he had not felt for a long time seemed to seep from his lips into his body and even into the depths of his heart.

...It’s different from the previous kisses.

This time, it was not him who forced him to kiss Garlan.

This time, it was the first heart-to-heart kiss between him and Garlan.

He felt as if his whole body was melting into this sweet kiss...

…………

Heimos, who was wholeheartedly immersed in this 'heart-to-heart' kiss, had his eyes closed, so he didn't see that the moment he kissed her, Garlan, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide. Eye.

The young man who was suddenly lifted up opened his eyes wide and looked at Heimos in confusion.

He was obviously nervous and a little sad, waiting for Heimos to ask him rudely. Why did he suddenly-?

Garlan was still stunned, and suddenly his lips softened, as if something soft and moist gently licked his lips, and then penetrated into the gap between his teeth before he could react.

The thing that penetrated seemed to touch the tip of his tongue, and suddenly, the back of his neck felt numb for a moment.

Garlan, who was startled by the unexpected scene and lost consciousness for a moment, suddenly woke up from this numbness.

He blushed and gritted his teeth suddenly, causing the tongue that invaded his lips to retract because of the pain.

The next second, he stretched out his foot, hooked it on Heimos' ankle, and pulled it out.

At the same time, his elbow hit Heimos's chest hard, knocking him back hard——

Even Heimos, who is known as the 'Black Knight of Hell', is unable to withstand these three sudden attacks when he is so selfless that he has no defense and the door is wide open.

He staggered back a few steps.

Logically speaking, Gallan's attack would only make him stagger two steps before he could regain his balance.

However, at this moment, both of them were standing on the bank of the lotus pond.

Especially Heimos, who happened to have a pool of water behind him.

Then, there was only a splashing sound, and water splashed everywhere. Heimos stepped backwards and fell into the pool.

Heimos was sitting in the pool soaked to the skin. His black hair was dripping wet and stuck to his brown cheek. The water drops on the ends of his hair fell from his eyes like broken pearls.

Before he could recover, he only felt a cold light pass before his eyes.

The cold end of the scabbard appeared in front of him.

Heimos looked up and saw the blond boy standing on the shore staring at him, his lips pursed tightly and his face tensed.

The sword that was not unsheathed in time or for other reasons was held by Garlan, and the top of the scabbard was pressed hard against his chest.

Garlan stood on the shore, looking down at him condescendingly, clenching his teeth, keeping a straight face, and glaring at Heimos with a look that Garlan himself thought must be very fierce.

However, no matter how you look at the young man's eyes on that red face, he gives people a feeling of fierceness and fierceness.

The author has something to say: Heymos’s three major misconceptions in life:

He also likes me

He is waiting for me to confess

He's waiting for me to kiss him

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Garlan’s three major delusions in life:

dying

dying

dying