A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The wind had stopped, and the fiery red petals flying around them all fell to the ground.

Just like the flowers that wither from the branches in an instant, there is also a certain loneliness in the color of the fire.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

It was like time suddenly cut off, and the air froze at this moment.

Before he could even utter a word, the Black Knight stood there in confusion as the other party answered him first.

He seemed to be completely stunned. He kept holding the opponent's shoulders and stared at Garlan blankly.

Because the other person was more than a head taller than him, Garlan had to raise his head to look at him.

Now Heimos was stunned and couldn't give any reaction.

If the other party doesn't move, he naturally can't move either.

It’s very tiring to keep your head up like this...

With this in mind, Garlan raised his hand, grabbed the other person's wrist, and pulled it off his shoulder.

"I said, I refuse."

The boy repeated again.

He smiled again at Huymos.

A smile as bright as the sun and as sweet as the first blooming buds in early spring.

With a bright and sweet smile, he said a few words that hit Heimos hard.

"Wait, wait a minute, Garlan."

Heimos showed a rare panic look.

He said, "You probably don't know what I'm going to say. Wait, I'm not telling you anything related to the military..."

The black knight was at a loss and still clung to his last hope, trying to deceive himself and others.

Garlan sighed.

"Heimos, look at the flowers all over the ground."

He spread his hands, showing off the delicate fiery red flowers at his feet.

He tilted his head and asked Heimos.

"Do you really think I wouldn't be able to guess what you're trying to say in this situation?"

Gallan admits that he is a bit slow when it comes to emotions.

However, being slow does not mean being stupid.

Does Heimos really think that he is the kind of person who is stupid enough to think that the other party is discussing military issues with him in the flowers?

Regarding the fact that Heymost specially arranged for himself to revisit the former place of death - especially when he meticulously recreated the scene of the sea of ​​​​fire with a field of fiery red roses.

Gallan said that he was very moved by this, and then decisively rejected Heimos's advances again.

Oh, this time Heimos didn't even have time to say his confession.

But it doesn’t matter.

No matter what twists and turns the process has, the result is the same anyway, right?

"Of course, if you insist on thinking that way, I don't mind if you say it now, and then I can say 'I refuse' again."

Garlan said to Heimos with a smile.

It didn't matter to him if he had to follow the regular steps all over again.

Anyway, all he had to do was say these three words again, and it wouldn't be any trouble.

Heimos: "..."

devil.

He didn't say a word of confession, but heard "I refuse" three times in a row. Heimos felt like he was stabbed three times in the chest.

Immediately, this tall man succumbed.

He stood still and said nothing, his thin lips pursed, and his dark forehead hair was messy in the corners of his eyes.

The way he looked at this moment looked like a big black wolf that was originally mighty and ferocious. After being abandoned by its owner, its ears drooped, its tail drooped in despair, and it squatted on the ground dejectedly. It looked extremely pitiful. .

Heimos pursed his lips and looked at Garlan steadily with his eyes.

There was a hint of grievance in the golden-red eyes.

If it had been before, Garlan might have become soft-hearted.

But at this moment, he felt that his heart was as solid as iron.

The fire in his heart was still burning.

The half-year period when he came to Aaron Landis in his first life was his most unbearable memory.

He was thrown into a strange place alone by the so-called gods. No one knew how scared and helpless he felt at that time.

In the end, he died in the sea of ​​fire.

…………

So how could he agree to the advances of Heimos under such circumstances——? !

"Is there nothing else? Then I'll leave first."

Garlan, who was full of dissatisfaction, said this and stepped forward, walking directly past Heimos.

As he walked, he added something casually.

"By the way, don't forget to tidy up all the flowers on the ground."

This house full of flaming red flowers looks really disgusting.

However, just when he passed Heimos, a pair of hands stretched out from behind.

He was hugged from behind.

One of the two arms was wrapped around his shoulders, and the other clasped his waist tightly, hugging him tightly.

Heimos behind him leaned over and hugged him from behind.

The man's body was much taller than him. He held him in his arms and rested his chin on the top of his head, as if his whole body was embedded in him.

Garlan subconsciously put his hands on the arm clasped around his waist and pulled it hard a few times.

Not moving at all.

He could only give up this futile act.

"Aren't you going to keep pretending to be pitiful?"

Garlan asked angrily.

Heimos didn't say anything immediately.

He leaned over and hugged Garlan, his head lowered, just next to Garlan's cheek.

Dark hair was scattered on Garlan's shoulders, and he buried his face in Garlan's neck for a long time.

After a long while, he muffled out two words.

"...I'm not pretending."

He really felt aggrieved.

All along, there have always been various people around Garlan who hindered him from getting close to Garlan.

A group of people strictly guarded him and kept a close eye on him.

As for Gallan, who is still a child, he is ignorant about emotions and has no idea how to understand them. Moreover, he has quite a lot of resistance to the fact that he is also a male.

He was afraid that if he pushed too hard, Gallan would feel resentful, so he could only patiently stay by the boy's side, carefully and quietly infiltrating his presence into Gallan's side bit by bit.

However, every time he confessed his love to the young man in his arms, he would be rejected mercilessly by the other party.

once.

Again.

A whole four times.

Even a heart made of fine iron cannot bear it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. Heimos buried his face on Garlan's shoulder depressedly. He turned his head and saw the soft neck in front of him.

He was rejected again and again, so Heimos, who was in a little mood, didn't think anything. He bit down in one bite and took the soft neck meat in his mouth.

"Heimos!"

He was still unhappy at first, but suddenly he was grabbed by the neck by the evil wolf behind him. Garlan was really angry this time.

He raised his hand and hit Heimos's chest hard with his elbow.

Heimos let go and took a step back to avoid the blow.

After being freed, Garlan, who was in a state of anger, did not stop there. He turned around and raised his foot, kneed Heimos who was retreating.

Heimos stretched out his right hand and pressed the knee that hit his lower abdomen with his palm.

The two actually started fighting in the hall.

No, the force value of these two people is completely unequal.

Therefore, it should be said that the angry Garlan unilaterally attacked Heimos regardless, while Heimos had been passively resisting.

During the fight, the flowers on the ground were swept up, shattered, and flew into the air.

For a moment, the sky where the two of them were was filled with flying petals.

The flying petals blocked Garlan's sight, and his movements couldn't help but pause.

And at the moment when he paused, his golden-red eyes suddenly narrowed into a narrow arc, and Heimos stretched out his hand and grabbed Garlan's wrist.

With a little force, he pushed Garlan to the ground.

Garlan was pressed to the ground and lay among the fiery red flowers on the ground, with a rich floral fragrance filling his surroundings.

His hands were held by Heimos and pinned to his sides.

As for Heimos, his whole body was pressed against him, looking down at him with burning eyes.

He struggled hard and his hands were tightly restrained, unable to move.

Garlan glared at the man on top of him.

"Let go!"

"...I won't let it go."

"Heimos——"

"I won't let it go."

said Heimos, repeating the words.

His voice was calm when he spoke, but the look in his eyes as he looked down at the young man below him was extremely dangerous.

"Garlan."

He said, staring directly at Garlan.

"You know, there's no way I'm going to let you go."

"…………"

Looking into those golden-red eyes, Garlan saw his own figure reflected in them.

Heimos looked at him intently, as if his figure was imprinted in his eyes.

He couldn't explain why, but the anger in his heart slowly extinguished.

"I rejected you."

Garlan said.

"I know."

"I've rejected you many times."

"I remember."

"Perhaps I will continue to refuse in the future."

"It doesn't matter."

"...Heimos."

Garlan sighed softly.

By now, he couldn't be angry anymore.

"Most people will change directions when they hit a wall, right? Not to mention they've hit it so many times."

After being rejected by him so many times, even an ordinary person's self-esteem can't stand it, let alone someone as arrogant as Heimos.

But this man just refused to let go.

He doesn't understand.

Garlan looked at Heimos and thought in confusion.

Can so-called love make a person so stubborn and persistent?

What does that feel like...?

His right hand moved slightly, and when he felt Heimos let go of his hand, he raised his hand and touched the man's face with his fingertips.

"Heimus, once, I wanted to kiss you, while you were sleeping."

Garlan said.

It was obvious that not long ago he tried his best to cover up this matter, but at this time, he spoke it frankly.

"But I don't know, is this the same love as you... or a momentary confusion, or just moved by everything you did for me, or pity or guilt."

"I'm sorry, I really don't understand."

"I don't know how long it will take me to understand."

It was easy to accept Huymos.

However, in the future, when he realizes that his feelings for Heimos are not love.

How cruel that would be.

He didn't want to do such a cruel thing to Heimos.

He also didn't want to use his ambiguous thoughts to insult Heimos' purest feelings for him.

so……

"Before I figure out my true feelings, I won't agree to you, and I will continue to refuse."

"I don't know how long this will take, maybe a year, maybe ten years, maybe a lifetime."

Touching Heimos' cheek with his fingertips, Garlan looked intently at those golden-red eyes.

"It's still too late for you to give up now."

Heimos looked down at Garlan. The boy was lying on the ground, his long golden hair spreading among the fiery red flowers on the ground.

His pupils reflected Garlan and the fiery red flowers on the ground, as if there were red flames burning in his eyes.

It was a blazing flame that only the person beneath him could ignite.

"I want no one but you."

He said, taking Garlan's hand on his cheek and holding it against his chest.

He looked at the young man beneath him with tenderness and attachment.

"I told you, 'it' only beats for you."

He will wait.

No matter how long it takes.

He will always be by his beloved boy's side.

He would let Garlan get used to his presence.

Let Garlan rely on him little by little.

Let yourself become an existence like air to Garlan.

He wanted Garlan to never leave him again - just like him.

No matter how long it takes.

…………

Heimos leaned forward, and his kiss fell softly on the face of the young man below him.

First the forehead, then the corners of the eyes, the tip of the nose, and the side cheeks.

Finally, he kissed Garlan's lips tenderly.

What a stubborn guy.

Garlan thought so, but did not avoid Heimos' kiss.

He closed his eyes.

For the first time, I felt the incredibly soft touch of each other's lips kissing each other.

The kiss this time was not passionate, it was like a dragonfly touching water, and it was gone at the first touch.

But it made Garlan's heart beat slightly.

Feeling that Heimos had raised his head and left, Garlan opened his eyes and looked at the flowers on the ground beside him. He couldn't help but feel funny.

"How on earth did you come up with these flowers?"

He asked in confusion,

"Do you think I will like flowers? To be honest, I don't like this environment."

It can even be said to be disgusting.

Heimos frowned.

"I asked Fataya and she said it would make people's hearts flutter."

Was Fataya lying to him?

She shouldn't have the guts.

"Fataya? Are you asking a woman for advice on how to make me fall in love?"

Garlan raised his hand and hammered Heimos on the chest, his eyes full of "Are you stupid?"

Heimos: "..."

He suddenly remembered the fact that Fataya was a woman.

During this time, he completely regarded her as his subordinate and completely forgot about her gender.

After a moment of silence, Heimos felt that he shouldn't have been so stupid.

Probably because... caring leads to chaos.

Worrying about someone's gains and losses led him to make such a stupid decision eagerly and hastily.

"So how about this?"

Heimos took Gallan's hand and put it to his lips.

"Soon, I will triumph."

He kissed the white fingers on his lips with a smile on his lips.

"Garlan, I will dedicate Karnal to you."

He said,

"When……"

The long and narrow eyes are slightly curved, and the pupils are like golden-red gems shining with magnificent luster.

Heimos lowered his head and put his lips close to the tip of the young man's ear.

Along with his warm breath, his deep voice sounded in Garlan's ears.

"My lord, I beg you to have mercy on me."

…

…………

There was silence for a while, and then Garlan finally spoke.

"...Heimos."

"Um?"

"I told you not to speak into my ear with this tone."

Garlan's cheeks could not help but feel hot, and his voice was almost suppressed through clenched teeth.

"Also, speak human words to me!"

What the hell are you asking for mercy?

Do you think you are a concubine in the harem?

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