A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The light of morning lights up from the distant horizon, the night recedes, and the scorching sun reveals a little edge on the ground.

The morning wind swept across the earth, taking away the dew that had fallen on the green leaves at night.

Mount Teweilur stands majestically on the earth. On the top of the mountain, the majestic waterfall is still rushing, falling from the sky like a galaxy, making a deafening roar.

Huge water splashes splashed in the air, reflecting the rays of the rising sun.

A snow-white deer stands on the top of a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, with surging water rushing down under its slender feet and impacting the rocks.

It stood steadily and quietly at the top of the waterfall.

It held its head high, and the white velvet on its slender neck glowed like satin in the light.

There was a look of human sadness in its eyes.

Its clear, watery eyes reflected the sun slowly rising on the horizon, and the scorching sun seemed to be rising in its eyes.

Bai Lu closed his eyes.

A teardrop suddenly fell from the corner of its eye.

It turned around and jumped down from the high mountain top.

In a few breaths, the white figure had disappeared deep into the dense green jungle.

From then on, no one saw this white figure again.

The legendary white beast of the Tverur Mountains is no more.

Many years later, only ancient songs and broken stone tablets still record the legend of the day when the white deer delivered the laurel branch to the young prince...

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It was already dawn, and as soon as Tapti walked into the courtyard, he saw a huge golden figure lying in front of the door of the palace, scratching at the closed door.

The hollow-carved door had been scratched to a mess by the giant lion's sharp claws.

When she saw Tapti approaching, Nega turned around and yelled at her, obviously asking Tapti to open the door and let him in.

The matron couldn't help but smile.

"Nega, if you sneak here again, His Majesty will be angry."

She said to Nerga with a smile.

But he still stepped forward and opened the door for Nerga.

As soon as the door opened, Nega couldn't wait to rush in.

But it looked around the room and couldn't find anyone, so it went to the big bed and sniffed.

Following the smell, it turned around and looked in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A gust of wind blew up, lifting the screen covering the floor-to-ceiling windows high.

The moment the veil flew up, the figure standing outside appeared in front of Nerga.

With a loud bang, the glass cup filled with warm water in the female officer's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Light green glass fragments splashed all over the floor.

Heimos stood on the large balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window, with the wind-blown gauze blowing endlessly in front of him.

The dark forehead hair was messy and scattered on his cheeks. He lowered his head, making it difficult for people to see the expression on his face at this moment.

He just stood, lowered his head, looking at Garlan who was held in his arms.

Garlan leaned in Heymos's arms, his eyebrows stretched out like a sleepy child, and his long golden hair shimmering in the sun fell from Heymos' brown arms holding him.

He slept deeply and quietly.

Heimos walked into the room holding Garlan.

As he walked forward, the long hair hanging from his arms passed a golden trace in the air.

Tapti froze on the spot.

She stared at Garlan blankly, unable to think of anything or say anything. Her mind went blank at this moment.

A low snarl broke the dead silence in the room. The big lion, which had been circling Heimos, approached Garlan and bumped Garlan's shoulder with its head.

Seeing that Garlan ignored it and still fell asleep in the arms of the man it didn't like, Nerga let out a grievance and displeasure.

It opened its mouth, bit Garlan's blond hair that was hanging in the air, and gently pulled it.

In the past, when it bit Garlan's hair, Garlan would pretend to be angry, teach it a lesson with a straight face, and even punish it to eat less meat.

It happens every time.

But this time, it bit Garlan's hair and pulled it several times, but Garlan didn't respond.

"Ouch?"

The big lion loosened his mouth and roared in confusion.

Seeing that Garlan still ignored it, he shouted at Heimos again, as if asking.

Still no one answered it.

"Ouch? Ouch..."

The big lion roared lowly. After roaring several times, he didn't know if he realized something and became quiet.

It stood quietly in front of Heimos, its huge eyes staring at Garlan in his arms without blinking.

Heimos lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms.

Then, he raised his head, hugged Garlan and walked out.

The door was open, and outside the door, the maids and guards who were watching Heimos carrying King Garlan out stooped down and knelt on the ground.

They already understood something.

They lowered their heads sadly, with a heavy look in their eyes.

When Heimos walked out with Garlan in his arms, Nerga stayed for a while and immediately chased him out.

It followed Heymos step by step, looking at the familiar blond hair swaying in front of its eyes.

"Ouch."

In the last confused cry from Nerga who was chasing him out, Tapti, who was still standing blankly in the room, staggered as if he was unsteady, and his back hit the stone pillar behind him hard. .

She leaned against the stone pillar and lowered her head. Her mouth was covered with her hands and no sound came out.

Big tears welled up from her eyes and wetted the messy hair at her temples.

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The wind howled past, blowing towards the border of Tastar in the far north.

The young general Tastar, who had just taken office, suddenly turned his head and looked across the sky to the southeast.

"What's wrong? Opada?"

"It's nothing." Opada shook his head and said, "It's just..."

It's just that he doesn't know what it is.

But suddenly, there was a pain deep in the chest, like being pricked by a needle.

He raised his hand and touched his chest. The blue gem that had been hanging around his neck was no longer there. He had been sent to that warm and distant city.

It was delivered to the young man who was as bright as light.

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In the palace's martial arts training ground, there was a constant sound of clashing iron weapons.

The long sword and the silver spear collided heavily, and then separated.

The little princess raised her hand and neatly put away the silver gun. She gasped and sweat slid down her cheeks.

She looked at the young knight commander across from him who was also panting violently and covered in sweat, and asked him: "Are you going to see King Garlan today?"

Novi didn't raise his eyes, just hummed.

He raised his hand and put the sword back into its sheath.

"Then I will come too..."

Before the little princess could finish her words, suddenly, a majestic bell rang across the sky and the earth.

Loud and long, it reaches all directions.

"Bell?"

The little princess, who heard the bells here for the first time, raised her head in confusion and followed the sound.

A clang from beside her made her look back again.

The long sword that had not yet been fully sheathed lay quietly on the ground, but the young knight captain who had always loved it like a treasure did not lower his head to look at it.

He stood there, looking at the direction where the bell was coming from, with a dull look on his face.

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Behind the golden palace stands a tall bell tower, which is the highest place in the entire palace and even the entire royal city.

A huge ancient brass bell hangs high on the top of the bell tower.

It has been hanging there for a long, long time, going through dozens of dynasties, and has accumulated an atmosphere of simplicity and vicissitudes of life.

Its bells are powerful, loud and long, and can be heard for miles around.

The last time it rang was five years ago.

When the majestic and long bells echoed across heaven and earth, the entire royal city fell silent.

Everyone in the royal city stopped what they were doing.

People on the street turned their heads, people in the house hurriedly opened the windows, and everyone looked at the tall clock tower standing behind the palace.

Everyone's face was filled with astonishment, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

They stared blankly at the clock tower in the distance, suddenly thinking that they were in a dream.

But the bells were ringing, and the rich sound swayed endlessly in the city.

One after another, it violently shook everyone's chests.

The bell announced to everyone that the young king they loved had been taken back to the kingdom of heaven by the gods.

Time in the entire royal city seemed to have stopped at this moment, and everyone stood frozen in place.

I don’t know how long it took, but someone finally moved.

Someone leaned over and knelt on the ground.

As if they had made an appointment, as if an invisible voice sounded in their hearts, more and more people leaned over and knelt on the ground one by one.

After a while, no one was standing on the street anymore.

People staying at home also knelt in front of the open windows, clasping their hands in front of their chests.

Everyone bowed their heads deeply, facing the direction of the golden palace.

In such a large royal city, there was silence, and almost no other sounds could be heard except the sound of bells.

The sun shone down and fell on countless people who were kneeling quietly on the ground, clasping their hands, looking sad and praying with their eyes closed.

At this moment, the world seemed to be silent.

Only the solemn bells, one after another, still echoed on the earth, with endless desolation.

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The bells are echoing across the land.

In the palace, the young guard stood in the courtyard, looking up at the direction of the clock tower.

His face looked a little confused.

The bell rings.

He stood there blankly, remembering in a daze four years ago when he first entered the palace as a guard.

He still clearly remembered the young king lying asleep on the grass in the secluded courtyard that evening under the fiery red sunset.

At that time, the Young King pressed a finger on his forehead and looked at the panicked him with a smile.

‘Go and deceive Shemuer away from me. This is the king’s order. ’

He should be an unattainable king, but he smiles as bright and pure as a child.

Then, he spent all his life's courage in ignorance to deceive the high priest who was chasing him.

Every time he thought about it, he felt terrified. But he couldn't help but secretly enjoy himself, secretly feeling that he could be proud of this thing for the rest of his life.

Snap.

The young guard lowered his head blankly and saw a drop of water on the back of his hand holding the sword hilt.

He raised his hand and felt that his face was wet with tears at some point.

He held his face and gritted his teeth.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he couldn't stop crying.

He slowly bent to his knees and fell to the ground.

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My king.

May the gods have received you into the kingdom of the gods.

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King Garlan

He reigned for five years and later died of illness.

Deeply loved by the people.

It is said that on the day when the death knell rang, the entire royal city fell into endless sorrow.

The cries of mourning are endless.

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On this day, it started to rain lightly.

It's not big, it's hazy, it's so shallow that it can wet people's temples.

High on the city wall, on an arrow tower, a dark-skinned general sat cross-legged on the tile roof of the arrow tower.

Fine raindrops fell on the tiles, making a rustling sound.

He raised his arm, and the pitch-black wine jar the size of a human head was steadily lifted by him.

He raised his head, faced the wine jar directly, and poured it into his mouth.

His throat kept moving, and he swallowed the wine in large gulps. The wine seeping from the corners of his lips wetted the messy beard, flowed down his neck, and soaked the clothes on his chest.

He drank so hard that he suddenly choked and coughed violently.

He coughed several times before he recovered and put the wine jar beside him.

On the tile roof, behind him, there were two or three empty wine jars.

He held the half-jar of wine beside him, but did not continue to drink. He just stared into the distance in a daze.

He looked across the palace, in the direction of the royal mausoleum.

Fine raindrops fell on the dark face of the general. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came from a distant place.

In the quiet rain curtain, the flute played long.

As a person born as a slave, even though he has now become a high-ranking military commander, Tewa has never appreciated the so-called music and art.

But at this moment, the long flute sound inexplicably touched the saddest part of his heart.

Just listening to it for a while made him feel sad.

Listening to the sound of the flute, the corners of this rugged general's eyes could not help but turn red.

Wiping the rain off his face, Tewa jumped off the arrow tower with the wine jar and followed the sound. Not far along the city wall, he saw a young man standing in the drizzle.

It was a young man with an extremely handsome face, dressed in the attire of a minstrel. Most of his body was wet. He looked dusty, as if he had just come back in a hurry.

The black-haired bard stood quietly on the city wall, standing in the drizzle, facing the direction of the royal tomb in the distance.

At the end of the song, he put down his flute.

Through the hazy rain curtain, he looked forward quietly.

Tewa walked over.

"What are you blowing?"

he asked, taking another sip of wine.

"'Funeral Song'."

Shulos replied.

Funeral song.

According to the legend, Avdmir lost her love, and the beautiful young man she loved so much was killed by a disease.

She held her beloved and cried sadly, and her tears turned into red roses.

Her cries were like a song, and just by listening to them, others were heartbroken and couldn't help crying.

Later generations composed this song based on this legend.

"Slave General, you..." Shuluos paused after calling out this title unconsciously, "I'm sorry, I was the one who offended, General Tewa."

"No, just call it that way."

Tevar waved his hand.

"I might have been unhappy before, but now that I think about it, this title is actually the honor bestowed upon me by King Garlan... I'm proud of it."

As he spoke, he handed over the wine jar.

"So, just call it that from now on."

Without saying anything else, Shulos reached out and took the wine jar from Tewa.

Drinking directly from the wine jar was not in line with his sense of beauty.

He thought, then raised his head, opened his mouth, and drank it in one sip. The wet black hair fell from the corners of his eyes.

In the drizzle, no one spoke anymore. The two of them just drank wine and looked quietly in the direction of the royal tomb.

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One of the two rivers that feed Aaron Landis, the Enki River runs through the entire royal city and at the end falls from a high cliff into the sea.

On the other side of the golden palace, across the river, is the tomb of the dead.

A river is the boundary between life and death.

Among the pure white royal tombs, the newest palace has been opened.

After each Aaron Landis king ascends the throne, he will build his own palace in the royal tomb.

Some kings even spent decades building their palaces magnificently, but in the end, they did not have time to complete them before they died.

Although he only reigned for five years, Garlan's palace had already been completed.

Although he has countless property, it only took two years to build his royal tomb palace. It was the fastest and smallest palace built among the royal tombs.

This exquisite and small white palace stands quietly in a corner of the royal tomb.

The green malachite sarcophagus has been sent into it and placed on the high platform at the end of the hall.

It was very quiet in the hall.

There are only a few people here, and not many people are qualified to enter this palace.

Heimos stood on the high platform next to the malachite sarcophagus, pressing his hands on it.

Garlan lay quietly in the sarcophagus, his eyebrows and eyes as peaceful as if he were sleeping, but his skin was pale and bloodless.

Heimos looked down at Garlan and had been looking at it for a long time.

No one knows how long he will continue to watch here.

Under the high platform of the sarcophagus, Shermer stood, holding a golden scepter in his right hand.

The high priest, who was always neatly and meticulously dressed on weekdays, now had his forehead hair messy and scattered in the corners of his eyes, and there was still a little unshaved stubble on one side of his chin.

The cuffs were stained with water, and the hem of the robe was stained by splashes from walking.

If it were normal times, Xie Muer, who was severely mysophobic, would never be able to bear it. But at this moment, he seemed unconscious, just staring blankly at the green sarcophagus above. His usual energy and seriousness had long since disappeared, and he looked completely lost.

The blond knight stood quietly aside, and he had never spoken since the day the bells rang in the royal city.

He was standing silently when a huge roar suddenly came from outside.

He subconsciously looked up and looked out the door, and saw Sa Ge, the leader of the Royal Knights, standing at the door and shouting at him anxiously.

"Your Excellency Kaihos, the holy beast is out of control!"

Kayhos's heart skipped a beat.

Today, when the prince was sent to the royal mausoleum, Nega followed closely, insistently following the royal mausoleum, and did not stop until he reached the palace.

When they came in, Nerga stood outside, motionless.

That lion's roar just now...

Kehos rushed out of the palace gate quickly, and only had time to see the royal knights who were knocked away by the lions, and the back of Nerga who ran away quickly.

Without any time to think, he immediately chased after her.

Nerga ran very fast. Even he could only follow behind and couldn't catch up.

He followed Nerga to the end of the royal tomb.

It was a high seaside cliff, and the waves crashed heavily at the bottom of the cliff, making a huge roaring sound.

From here the broad river Enki falls into the sea, dividing the earth in two where it rushes.

On the other side of the river bank is the golden palace.

Standing on the cliff here, you can vaguely see the open-air courtyard in the palace facing the sea.

That was Garlan's favorite place to take Nerga to play.

Kehos caught up and saw Nerga standing on the top of the cliff.

The golden lion stood in the hazy drizzle, and the huge sea breeze blew from the sea, causing its thick mane to undulate like waves and rustle in the wind.

Nega stood quietly on the cliff, turning her huge head and looking at the palace on the other side of the river, as if she was remembering something.

"Nega."

Kehos shouted Nerga's name loudly.

The lion turned back and glanced at him.

Inexplicably, Kaihos's heart palpitated for a moment.

The lion on the cliff suddenly raised its head and let out a deafening roar that resounded throughout the world and suppressed the surging waves under the cliff.

The roar seemed to tear apart the rain curtain, causing the earth to shake.

After this roar, the lion leaned down slightly.

"Nega——!!!"

Kehos yelled.

This time, the lion never looked back at him.

It ran forward quickly, through the fine rain curtain, and ran on the high sea cliff.

Then, he jumped.

It jumped high on the edge of the sea cliff, and its huge golden shadow drew an arc in the sky.

There was a sound of waves crashing heavily against the cliff.

Caihos stood there blankly for a long, long time.

The rain is still falling, and the drizzle is getting heavier.

He slowly knelt down and pressed his hands to the ground.

The wet blond hair was scattered on his cheeks. He lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and his hands on the ground were shaking uncontrollably.

[Prince Garlan, from now on, I will be your guardian knight. 】

The waves continued to hit the sea cliff, and the huge sound of the waves drowned out the cry of the knight kneeling on the cliff.

[I will protect you until death. 】

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