A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The months-long war in the land of Aaron Landis finally came to an end.

For the people of Aaron Landis, this period is the most worrying and difficult time in their lives, even more difficult than when they were besieged by multiple countries more than ten years ago.

After all, when the multinational coalition attacked them, although they were massive, they were still blocked by King Camos and his army at the national border, preventing the enemy from entering Aaron Landis.

But this time, the Gastards from the far north actually wreaked havoc on the land of Aaron Landis for several months, and almost defeated the royal city.

During this period of time, everyone in Aaron Landis was on tenterhooks and terrified, but to the bystanders from other countries on the mainland, they saw a good show.

First, the Gastad people colluded with the Cult of All Things to set a trap in Rudas City. In this battle, King Camos died and the three legions were destroyed.

To the north, the Geshur people pressed the territory, and to the east, the Yis people invaded.

The Gastad people marched straight in from the west and came to the royal city.

The Lion King is dead, and the people of Aaron Landis are in disarray.

Aaron Landis is done.

Almost everyone believed that Aaron Landis's country's demise was imminent.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two princes of Aaron Landis rose up to resist.

One man held the royal city firmly and made it impossible for the Gastard people to attack for a long time.

One man recaptured the city of Rudas and raised an army of hundreds of thousands, cutting off the escape route for the Gastad people.

The lion flag with red background and gold pattern was erected again and fluttered on the ground.

Aaron Landis' situation was stabilized by them in one fell swoop.

Seeing that they were about to be attacked by the two princes, the Gastad people gave up the attack on the royal city. Then they made a feint and attacked the north, trying to defeat the North Army with the Gesu people.

This move was discovered by Prince Garlan and he was intercepted in front of the North Land.

A total of more than 300,000 troops from both sides were engaged in a field battle in the North.

After more than ten days of confrontation, the Gastad people had to retreat due to lack of food and grass.

The Aaron Landis took advantage of the victory and pursued it.

The invaders were about to be driven away, but something happened suddenly.

A plague suddenly broke out in Aaron Landis's army. Suddenly, people's hearts were shaken and the morale of the army was distracted. Many troops fled one after another, and a large number of soldiers died of illness.

Seeing that this army was teetering on the verge of collapse, the Gastards took the opportunity to turn around and strike——

The Aaron Landis are definitely going to die.

Once again, bystanders from other countries thought so.

However, changes occurred again.

The so-called ‘plague’ of the Aaronlanders was just a trap.

Gastard's army falls into a trap.

Tire broke through and fled with less than 20,000 cavalry, but was destroyed by the hundreds of thousands of troops he left behind.

Everyone was slapped in the face again: "..."

Later, it was seen that Tire was about to flee into Karnar, intending to make a comeback in the future.

An Aaron Landis army suddenly appeared and brazenly intercepted it at the border.

Later, Crown Prince Garlan led his troops in pursuit.

‘Battle of Lomar’.

Because this battle took place on the plains of Lomar, later generations called it this battle.

During the battle, Prince Tire died in battle.

The Gastards were wiped out.

The northern Geshurs quickly retreated from the border.

The Yisi army in the east also retreated into the country soon.

The great victory in the Battle of Lomar showed that Gastad's invasion of Aaron Landis was a complete failure, and also announced the end of this much-anticipated war.

In this war, the twists and turns of the battle really made the onlookers from other countries unable to help but marvel.

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After the Battle of Lomar, the veteran Kalleni stayed here to deal with follow-up matters, mopping up the remnants of the Gastad people, and at the same time being responsible for rebuilding the Sixth Army that guarded the western border.

After the first legion, the Guards, was destroyed, some of the captured soldiers were sent to the border by the Gastad people and became slaves. Now they were all rescued and returned to the nearby city that had been rebuilt by Caijos. In the Guards Corps.

Garlan led the first legion and half of the army back to Rudas City, leaving the remaining half to Kaleni.

He could not stay on the western border for a long time. The royal city had sent messages one after another, urging him, as the crown prince, to return to the royal city as soon as possible.

Not only was he asked to escort the body of King Camos back to the royal city as soon as possible, but also, after several months of war, large areas of Aaron Landis needed to be rebuilt and revived as soon as possible, and various government affairs were piled up.

However, as Garlan led his troops back to the royal city, a certain subtle atmosphere emerged bit by bit.

The people in the royal city who were still immersed in victory and celebrating might not be aware of this, but this subtle atmosphere has gradually begun to envelope the entire palace.

As the crown prince is about to arrive in the royal city, people in the palace are in a state of flux, and everyone has their own thoughts.

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a broad face, wearing heavy armor as red as flames, strode through the corridor in the sunshine and walked into the government room in front.

"Xie Mu'er, you should have felt that people have been a little impetuous recently."

The man said solemnly.

He stood towards the window, and his burly physique blocked most of the sunlight.

The leader of the Royal Knights stood leaning over, placing one hand on the table and staring at the priest opposite the desk.

The priest of Shamash sat behind the table, thick parchments piled high on one side of the table.

When Sage spoke, he was writing quickly on a piece of paper, then raised his quill to dip it in ink.

And Sa Ge suddenly put his hand on the table, and the box containing ink shook. The ink inside swayed and splashed a little on Shermer's fingertips.

The fingers holding the quill paused slightly, Shermer frowned and put down the pen.

"I know."

he answered.

The priest with severe mysophobia frowned and picked up the white towel placed aside, vigorously wiping away the little ink stains that splashed on his fingertips.

I don’t know whether he frowned because of Sage’s words or because of his dirty fingers.

Even Sage, the leader of the royal knights who had always been indifferent to the political affairs in the palace, could see it. As a person standing in the surging whirlpool, how could Shermer not feel it.

As Garlan is about to return to the royal city, an undercurrent surges in the royal city.

The key point of the surge is the owner of the throne.

Logically speaking, as the crown prince appointed by King Camos, Garlan should be the worthy successor to the throne.

But the problem is that in addition to Garlan, there is also the existence of Heimos.

The prince also had inheritance rights.

In this battle, Heimos made great achievements in defeating the Geshurs in the north, defending the royal city, and intercepting and killing Prince Tyr of Gastad. This made his prestige both in the north and in the royal city. Zhongdu has risen a lot.

Moreover, Heimos already possesses the latest royal bloodline, with noble blood, amazing military strength, and his performance as an army commander on the battlefield is even more impeccable.

His martial prowess is not inferior to that of Camos the Lion King.

Such Heimos is extremely competitive for the throne.

Sage knew that the two princes were very close and valued each other.

But people are unpredictable.

Under the temptation of the throne, even biological father, son and brothers will turn against him.

Although he and Shermer must be following the will of King Camos and loyal to Prince Gallan.

But if Prince Heimos is determined to fight for the throne, there will definitely be many forces supporting him.

Aaron Landis had just repelled the invaders and the situation had just stabilized, but if at this time, the two princes started fighting among themselves over the throne again...

"What are you going to do?"

Sage asked.

"There's nothing we can do."

Nothing can be done.

Compared to Sage's solemn look, the priest of Shamash looked very calm. After wiping his fingers, he picked up the pen and continued writing on the document.

"We just have to wait," he said.

Although the royal city was turbulent with the return of Prince Gallan, Shermer had no intention of meeting Prince Heimos.

He knew that person's character very well.

No one can influence that decision, not even the original King Camos.

So, the only thing he can do now is wait.

Wait for Heimos to make his decision.

………………

It was late at night, and the army camped near a lake to rest.

The dark night sky enveloped the earth, and bonfires were burning in the camp, lighting up the night sky.

However, even though the night is deep, there are still people in the camp who have difficulty falling asleep.

The starry sky is reflected on the calm lake, and the stars are dotted.

The lake water is crystal clear, and when the wind blows, the water surface sways slightly and sparkles.

However, in this quiet night, there were several people arguing in low voices by the lake.

"Sisna, what are you going to do?"

"What to do?"

"Don't act stupid, we will arrive at the Royal City with His Highness Garlan soon, and His Highness Heymos is also in the Royal City."

A younger-looking general said, "If..., whose side are you on?"

The words behind 'if' were not stated clearly, but both of them knew it.

"..."

The other man said nothing.

The throne cannot be empty for a long time.

Now that the foreign war has ended, of course, everyone's eyes are focused on one place.

throne.

Prince Garlan.

Prince Heimos.

Both men are worthy of the throne.

Although Prince Garlan is the orthodox successor, Prince Heimos also has the power to compete.

With the throne in front of him, no one in this world would not covet it, especially His Highness Heimos, who is a world-famous strong man.

A strong person never succumbs to others.

And as the top among the powerful, His Highness is even less likely to give up the throne easily.

In fact, for these generals from various cities, after this battle is over, after escorting the body of King Camos back to the royal city, they will lead their troops back to their own cities.

Therefore, no matter which prince inherits the throne, it makes no difference to them.

They just need to continue to be loyal to the new king just like they were loyal to King Camos.

only……

"I used to think His Highness Heymos was more suitable to inherit the throne, but now..."

Someone scratched their head.

Someone said unconvinced: "In any case, His Royal Highness Gallan is the crown prince appointed by King Camos, and he has a legitimate name. Moreover, it was he who drove away the Gastad people and avenged King Camos."

"But His Highness Heymos has also made great achievements. He also has the support of the Northland Legion behind him, and he also defends the royal city. The most important thing is that he is really strong."

"Yes, he is known as the 'Black Knight of Hell'. It is said that no one in this world can suppress him except the late King Camos. His Highness Gallan is very good, but in terms of martial arts, I am afraid he can't... "

Some people looked worried.

"I heard that His Highness has an extremely cold temperament. If he sits on the throne, will the Crown Prince be in danger?"

"this……"

The fight for the throne should have nothing to do with them.

However, during this period of time, as they traveled with the young crown prince, their hearts had already been unconsciously leaning towards this tough and intelligent crown prince.

They couldn't help but be a little worried about the fact that the crown prince was about to be involved in a battle for the throne.

However, no matter how they discuss this matter in private, it will not help the reality.

After talking for a while, these generals could only leave with deep thoughts and returned to their respective camps to rest, although they might not be able to sleep.

Once they left, the lakeside became quiet.

The generals didn't notice that after they left, a tall figure walked out of the shadows of the jungle nearby.

The starlight illuminated the man's golden hair.

Kehos stood by the lake, staring at the sparkling lake with a thoughtful expression.

He arrived at the lake one step ahead of the generals.

At that time, in the dark night, he lay by the lake with his head in his hands, blowing the cool night wind, looking at the bright stars in the night sky, wanting to enjoy this rare and pleasant time and relax himself.

Unexpectedly, not long after they relaxed, the generals suddenly came not far away, arguing in low voices.

As the prince's guardian knight, the content of their argument made it inconvenient for Kayhos to go out, so he could only hide.

But what those generals said was heard by him.

After the Battle of Lomar, Heimos said nothing and immediately returned to the royal city.

Kejos wasn't sure what Heimos was thinking.

After all, His Highness is a person with unpredictable thoughts and unstable emotions - except for his feelings for the prince.

Heymos would not harm the prince.

Cayjos was sure of this.

Heimos had extremely strong feelings for Prince Garlan.

Caihos had to admit that that feeling may have been stronger than his feelings for the prince and King Camos' feelings for the prince.

In fact, he vaguely felt that this feeling was so strong that it could be described as terrifying.

This made Cayjos uneasy.

Yes, Heimos cared about the prince and would never hurt him.

But Heimos also wanted the throne.

It is because of this that the prince has chosen to leave without saying goodbye in the past.

Moreover, Caihos knew very well the strong feelings caused by love.

He played with flowers all his life, and occasionally met one or two women who had extreme feelings for him.

It is precisely because he has encountered it that he knows the dire consequences of being too strong.

It often drives people crazy, makes them lose control, and makes them do irreparable things.

The so-called love inevitably contains a deep desire for exclusivity.

Desire for each other.

Desire to monopolize everything from the other person.

And Heimos himself is a person with a paranoid temperament. When this desire cannot be satisfied and he cannot get what he wants, his paranoid personality will infinitely amplify his strong feelings until they can no longer be suppressed. The extreme——

In particular, Prince Garlan seems to have no intention of responding to Heimos's feelings so far.

And if the prince sits on the throne and becomes the king, but still rejects Heimos wholeheartedly, then Heimos will never get the prince in his life.

Hemus himself must be aware of this.

However, if the throne is taken away, even if Prince Garlan is unwilling, Heimos, who becomes the king, will be able to forcibly imprison the prince with him.

Completely monopolize the prince for the rest of his life.

This is not impossible.

After all, Heimos's paranoid temperament and his desire for the prince are really...

Only, if Heimos really does such a thing, for the prince who trusts Heimos... it must be very painful for him.

After staring at the lake for a long time, the blond guardian knight could only sigh lowly.

No matter how much he worried, it was in vain.

There is nothing he can do.

Everything can only be decided by Heimos himself.

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The sun is high in the sky, spring has descended on the land of Aaron Landis, and the continuous spring rain has passed.

The bright sunshine illuminated the endless green grassland on the ground, dotted with scattered white flowers.

On this day, the huge army finally arrived under the royal city.

After several months, Garlan finally returned to the royal city again.

It's like a lifetime ago.

At this time, he was standing on horseback in front of the royal city, looking up at the tall and bumpy city wall.

The walls of the royal city are still as majestic as they are in the memory, but the holes on the walls make it even more vicissitudes of life. From this, we can see how fierce and difficult the battle to defend the royal city was.

Garlan raised his head.

A few strands of his golden hair, which reflected the sunlight, were blown by the wind and flew up from his cheeks.

Bright sunlight fell into his golden pupils.

No one knows what the young man looking at Wangcheng is thinking at this moment.

In order to guard against some of the Gastad people who were still wandering around, the royal city was still temporarily blocked.

At this moment, the huge city gate slowly rose.

The outer city gate slowly descended and landed on the moat, becoming a bridge across the river.

Heimos, who was dressed in pitch-black armor, rode a horse and led the crowd to slowly appear from the city gate.

After crossing the outer city gate built on the moat, everyone else dismounted and stood where they were.

Heymos was the only one who, under the gaze of everyone, still rode his horse and walked slowly towards Garlan, who was standing at the front of the army.

Gallan sat on his horse and stood there watching Heimos approach him.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on the two people who were getting closer.

When the distance between the two was only a few dozen meters, Heimos reined in the reddish-brown horse beneath him and turned over to dismount.

He left his horse where he was and stepped forward.

Almost at the same moment that Heimos landed, Garlan also dismounted.

He walked toward Heimos.

At this moment, the earth was completely silent.

Everyone held their breath and watched nervously as the two princes walked towards each other.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

The earth was eerily quiet, and the only sounds that could be heard were the sound of the wind passing over the earth, or the rapid breathing of the people around you.

They watched the scene nervously.

Some people with low tolerance even feel that they can't breathe.

Finally, both of them stopped.

They were close enough.

They stood together, facing each other.

They were so close, less than a meter away from each other.

Garlan raised his head, his golden pupils reflecting the familiar figure close at hand.

And Heimos also looked at Garlan.

The dark hair fell out of the corners of his sharp eyes, and there was no expression on that stern side face.

His thin lips were of a very light cold color, revealing sharp marks.

The golden-red eyes were like a cluster of flames, wrapping the young man's figure in the flames, burning and jumping, as if he was struggling with something, and there was a faint aura of danger.

No one knew what Heimos was thinking as he stared deeply at Garlan at this moment.

Even Garlan, who stood very close to Heimos, didn't know.

But Garlan said nothing.

He knew he didn't need to say anything now.

Or should I say, it’s useless to say anything.

Therefore, he just raised his head and quietly looked at Heimos's golden-red pupils that flashed with a dangerous aura.

Several minutes of silence.

There was silence for several minutes.

These few minutes seemed as long as a thousand years.

Suddenly, the wind passed by Heimos's cheek, lifting his forehead and passing through the sharp corners of his eyes.

The shadow of the hair swayed over his eyes, making his pupils seem to flicker.

Abruptly, he bent over and knelt.

The right knee falls on the ground.

His right hand rested on the grass in front of his feet.

The man closed his eyes and suppressed the dangerous aura in his eyes.

He pursed his lips, and his dark eyelashes cast deep shadows on his cheeks.

Heimos leaned down and knelt on one knee in front of Garlan.

He bowed his head in front of Garlan.

It was a gesture of pledging allegiance in the name of a knight.

The warm wind swept across the earth, and large tracts of green grass undulated like waves, stretching endlessly.

The bright sun sets.

The black knight kneels on the ground.

He declared his loyalty to the boy in front of him.

The author has something to say: If Heimos chooses wrongly...

…………Well……

Why do I think you will definitely like to hear it?