A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

After listening to Shamil's words, Garlan was in a trance for a while.

He felt very complicated when he learned the truth.

Sure enough, he had such a clear understanding and unspeakable emotion. In addition, there was also a faint feeling of panic deep in his heart.

"When I failed several times, I once asked you if you made a mistake. In fact, the son of destiny is not me, but Heimos."

Garlan sighed.

"You lied then."

"He is the emperor who will unify the continent and establish the Aaron Landis Empire in the future, so in fact, he is the real son of destiny, and I..."

"I won't lie."

The lion interrupted.

"Prince, you still don't understand that Heymos is indeed the future king of Aaron Landis, but even so, he is only one of the past kings of Aaron Landis."

"He is not a son of destiny, he just has the destiny to become an emperor."

"Prince, you are the one who saves Aaron Landis."

The lion's charcoal-like eyes stared at Garlan intently.

"Only you."

After staring into Shamir's brown eyes for a long time, Garlan shook his head, exhaled, and suddenly laughed.

"I understand, Shamir."

he said with a smile.

"Actually, it's not that I didn't understand what I said. I just felt a little unhappy. I fought desperately with Heimos for the throne. I failed so many times and finally won once. But when you turned around, you told me that Heimos would still win in the end. When I ascend the throne, I feel like I have worked in vain, and I can't help but feel a little aggrieved, so I said those words to get angry at you."

"But if you think about it carefully, from the beginning, my purpose of ascending the throne was just to keep myself alive. Later, it was to protect the people around me and to protect Aaron Landis in accordance with Brother Wang's last wish... …”

"As long as I do everything I want to do, it doesn't matter even if I'm just a pawn in the hands of the gods."

Just like what he said to the old priest of the All Things Religion at the altar.

Whether it's a chess piece or a puppet, it doesn't matter what the truth behind it is.

He is just doing what he wants to do with his own will.

Guard Aaron Landis.

Protect everyone around you.

It has nothing to do with the gods or fate, it is all his own will.

He has always just followed his own will.

…

"Prince...so you still don't understand what I said."

The lion shook his head.

"You are not a pawn, but a son of the gods."

"The gods have been waiting for nearly a thousand years for your birth. You were born under their expectations."

"When you were born, except for the fallen God of War, all the gods blessed you, and they all gave you the best things they had."

"You are their child, and they have been guarding you, watching you, and in the end, mourning your death."

"Mourn?"

Garlan frowned and shook his head.

"But when I failed to complete my mission in my previous life, didn't they curse me out of anger?"

"It is not the gods who place a curse upon your soul."

Shamir said,

"When the kingdom of heaven weakened and collapsed, the gods fell into a deep sleep, and some gods with weak divine power and faith fell. The last remaining unwillingness and resentment of these fallen gods entangled you and turned into a curse for you."

"This is why my king must let you, prince, recast your destiny and resurrect the gods, because only the gods can drive away the curse of the fallen gods for you."

"Now, the gods have revived. As long as your destiny follows the right track, the curse on you will disappear."

Garlan was silent for a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

"The 'right track'...?"

he asked in a low voice,

"Chamir, can I really not continue to live?"

He is not attached to the throne.

He just couldn't bear it.

He was reluctant to leave this land and the people who followed him behind.

And that person...

What would happen to that person if he was left behind?

"prince."

The lion lowered his head, his huge head came close to Garlan, and stared at him.

"Do you still remember my king's death in Rudas City?"

"…………"

"My king originally died in the city of Rudas and was poisoned, but you rescued my king, so he did not die in that city."

The lion's voice has a breath as thick as the earth, and when people listen to it, they know it is unquestionable.

"But fate is unchangeable."

"That's why there was a heavy rainstorm that shouldn't have existed. It washed away the bridge and completely eliminated your way of survival."

Fate had decreed that King Camos would die in that war.

No one can change it.

"Prince, you can save countless people, but you can't save those who are destined to die in their fate."

Shamir's deep voice echoed lowly on the ruins.

"Whether it's my king...or yourself."

"The reason why you can change your destiny is because it is the wrong destiny."

"Even if it is a wrong fate, it is extremely difficult to change it."

"And no one can change the correct destiny."

Garlan did not speak again.

On the silent land of ruins, only the whistling sound of the wind could be heard.

The boy stood quietly.

Then, he stretched out his hands, hugged the head of the lion in front of him, and buried his face deeply into the thick mane.

"Chamir, I miss Brother Wang very much."

Garlan held Shameer in his arms. He closed his eyes, and the wind blew up his hair, blowing his long golden hair.

He said softly,

"I miss him so much."

He whispered, closing his eyes and burying his face in the lion's mane, like an aggrieved child.

The lion looked down at him slightly, his majestic eyes revealing human tenderness.

"prince."

it says,

"To my king, the most important things in this world are you and Aaron Landis."

After it finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

It raised its head and glanced at the sky.

A sigh appeared in its eyes.

It said: "The time has come."

With the low sound of the lion, Garlan felt the ground beneath his feet begin to shake.

He let go of Shamir's hand and took a step back.

He saw the heaven and the earth shaking.

Cracks burst out from the ruins, and rubble fell into the dark cracks.

The broken pillars trembled violently and collapsed to the ground.

"Shamir——"

Garlan saw that the arm he stretched out towards Shameer became transparent.

His whole body suddenly floated from the ground and floated into the sky involuntarily.

He looked down and saw his body disappearing little by little.

The lion raised his head, as if watching Garlan leave.

The ground shook violently and was torn apart by some invisible force.

The strong wind roared past, and dark cracks appeared in the sky.

The sky collapsed.

The last scene Garlan saw before disappearing was a golden lion standing majestically on the shattered ruins.

Behind its majestic body are countless black cracks in the sky.

In the howling wind, its thick mane was flying in the wind.

The rocky earth cracked and shattered beneath its feet.

Everything is falling apart.

Only it stood proudly until the last moment on the land of ruins that was about to be destroyed.

…

My king.

I will follow you until the end.

…………

……………………

"Shemur, call Kehos, Tal, and Novi back to the royal city."

Sitting on the bed, after drinking half a glass of water, Garlan said to his high priest.

"Also, summon Xin Yas to the royal city."

It was noon now, and Xie Muer and Suojia came together to report important government affairs to Garlan.

Although they have already handled most of the government affairs, major government affairs related to the country still have to be reported to Garlan when he wakes up.

Shermur, who was reporting to Garlan, paused.

After a while, he answered expressionlessly.

"They are looking for famous doctors everywhere, and when they find one, they will naturally come back."

His tone was hard and cold, and only those who knew him well could hear the stiffness in his voice.

"As for Your Excellency Xinyas, as the lord of a city, if there is nothing important, it is best not to summon him to the royal city easily."

After Xie Muer finished speaking in one breath, he wanted to change the topic back to what he was reporting just now.

"Your Majesty, what I just told you..."

"Shemal."

Garlan's voice was not loud, it could even be said to be very soft.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he could easily interrupt the high priest.

Passing the half-drunk water glass to the female officer on the side, the young Wang smiled at his high priest with his pale face.

"Bring everyone back."

He said,

"This is the king's order."

The female official's hand holding the water glass suddenly shook.

The water in the cup swayed violently, and Tapti clenched the cup in her hand tightly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Xie Mu'er stood there without moving or answering for a long time.

Suojia looked sideways and could only see Shermer's hand that was clenched so tightly that it almost rattled, and the parchment paper in his hand that was already crumpled into shape.

The usually indifferent high priest had veins on his forehead that were stretched out, as if they would pop out in the next second.

The sickly young king who was sitting on the bed tilted his head and looked at Shermer calmly.

With just one word, all the rage in the high priest's body was released.

He said, "There's no time, Shermer."

An understatement.

But it makes people feel as if their heart has been twisted so hard that it hurts.

For a moment, the room was eerily silent.

Only a few breathing sounds of different rhythms echoed.

I don’t know how long it took, but Shermer lowered his head.

He bowed to Garlan, then turned and left.

He seemed to have acquiesced to Garlan's king's order.

His face remained expressionless, showing no emotion.

But Suojia clearly saw that Xie Muer staggered a step when he turned around when he retreated.

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he staggered a step.

As soon as Suojia watched Shermur leave, he turned his eyes and saw Heimos walking quickly from the door.

He quickly lowered his head and saluted him.

Thinking of Garlan's words, 'There is no time,' he couldn't help but secretly look up at Heimos.

He thought Lord Heymos should have heard this too.

I just don’t know…

Heimos didn't notice his gaze, he just looked behind Suojia, passed him directly, and walked quickly to Garlan's bedside.

Garlan turned his head to look at Heimos and smiled at him.

Heymos' eyes softened, he leaned over and raised his hand to touch Garlan's forehead.

It's just that the temperature that my fingers feel is still relatively high.

"How is the situation at the military camp?"

"very good."

Heimos didn't say much, he didn't want Garlan to worry too much.

"I brought some fresh fruit back."

He asked softly, "Would you like something to eat?"

Garlan shook his head.

"No, I'm a little tired. I'll take a nap first. Call me during dinner."

The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled at Heimos.

"When the time comes, let's taste what you brought back."

Heimos looked at him and hummed.

"Go to sleep."

He said, looking at Garlan softly.

"I will always stay with you."

Before Suojia left the room, he faintly heard this sentence.

He sighed silently in his heart, quickened his pace and left here.

【There is no time. 】

Suojia sighed again.

Things in the world are unpredictable. Who would have thought that King Garlan would be so young...

For Lord Heymos, this is even more ironic.

He would rather give up the throne just to stay with King Garlan.

But in the end, King Garlan was about to leave him, and the throne he chose to abandon returned to his hands.

Suojia's footsteps suddenly paused.

etc.

Something is wrong.

Something is very wrong.

He pondered, carefully recalling Heimos' behavior just now.

It seems normal, nothing unusual.

Is he overly concerned?

Suojia thought in confusion, and stepped forward again after stopping.

However, just after taking a few steps, he suddenly got excited, turned around suddenly, and hurried back.

No exception is the biggest exception!

Suojia's chest tightened.

Suojia knew only too well how much Lord Heymos valued King Garlan.

He still remembered what Lord Heimos said a long time ago when the Gastad people were approaching the royal city and when he stopped Lord Heimos from rushing back to the royal city.

At that time, Heimos said.

‘If he’s gone, nothing in this world means anything to me anymore, including Aaron Landis. ’

Between the entire Aaron Landis and King Garlan, Suojia knew that Lord Heymos would choose King Garlan without hesitation.

But when King Garlan was dying, Lord Heimos did not behave in any extreme way.

He is so calm.

So calm that it made Suojia feel terrible.

He remembered the words he heard faintly before leaving.

'I will always stay with you. ’

Could it be——

…………

When Suojia hurried back, the female officer seemed to have something to do and left temporarily. Only Gallan, who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed, was left in the room, and Heimos, who was sitting by the bed and watching him quietly.

Suojia walked over slowly and walked behind Heimos.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his heart rate.

After a while, he asked softly: "Lord Heimos, what are you thinking about?"

"…………"

Heimos sat beside the bed, his hands holding Garlan's right hand tightly.

His eyes kept falling on the sleeping Garlan's face.

His eyes were calm, but it was this calmness that made Suojia's heart beat violently and erratically.

"Lord Heymos, I know that King Garlan's situation makes you very sad."

Suojia looked at Heimos solemnly.

"But please do think about Aaron Landis."

"You can't...can't..."

He stuttered.

"You are the only heir to the throne now. Aaron Landis cannot lose its king and the king's successor at the same time. If so, it will immediately fall into chaos. Please don't forget that there are still many foreign enemies eyeing our country. Once the internal When chaos starts, they will take advantage.”

"As a result, Aaron Landis will be in danger. Lord Heymos, even if it is for Aaron Landis, please do..."

After Sogadi's hard persuasion, Heimos finally made a move.

He turned his head and looked at Suojia.

The golden-red eyes were clearly the color of flames, but they reflected the darkest darkness of the night.

His eyes were so cold and lifeless.

He said: "What does it have to do with me?"

With just one sentence, all Suojia's persuasion was blocked in his throat, and he could no longer make a sound.

Suojia stared blankly at Heimos' cold eyes, feeling extremely cold in his heart.

No one noticed that Garlan, who was supposed to be sleeping, gently opened his eyes at this moment.

He glanced at Heimos and closed his eyes again.

The slender eyelashes cast dark shadows on his cheeks that were almost bloodless.

…………

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[Wherever I am, you go? 】

Well, wherever you are, I will chase you.

[Even hell? 】

Even hell.

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