A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 13. Chapter 13

There was a dead silence in the hall, only the reverberation of King Camos’s deep laughter echoed. Everyone basically couldn’t recover their minds, staring at the scene with their mouths open and dumbfounded.

Including a child who had been quietly eating melons and dreaming of a better future, but was suddenly lifted up, and then was appointed by the king’s brother, the whole person was also embarrassed.

Suddenly, there was a very slight click, which was the sound of a quill pen held by a stunned little fat man accidentally falling to the ground.

This sound, which is usually negligibly subtle, seemed to suddenly turn on the sound switch in the terrifyingly quiet hall at this moment.

With a crash, the whole hall was like boiling water, and it boiled all at once.

“Wait, wait a minute, Your Majesty—”

“No, this is definitely not possible!”

“King Camos! How can you arbitrarily–”

“Please think about it again!”

After a few seconds of shock, Xie Mu’er, who finally recovered, frowned. He wore the splattered clothes and quickly stepped forward and walked to Camos.

“King Camos.” The priest Shamash who spoke was obviously very bad, “Please take back your words immediately!”

“why?”

Camos said, in a casual tone.

He didn’t even look at Sheemur who walked in front of him, but smiled at Garlan who was being held by him.

Seeing the child’s wide-open eyes and the stunned expression on his face, he immediately felt a sense of accomplishment. He smiled and retracted his hand, holding the child with one hand, and rubbing the soft hair of the child who was still in a daze with the other.

Ah, soft, plush, warm, and it feels so good.

The new brother Wang expressed his satisfaction.

“Anyway, please put this child down first.”

For this king who always likes to play cards unreasonably, Xie Muer feels a headache.

When he was the accompaniment of Camos, who was still a prince, he and his fellow students were often tossed by the prince who thought it was one.

It can be said that he was the only one upholding the upright and selfless doctrine of the sun god Shamash, and he continued to protest against Prince Kamos’s various behaviors, while the others were already numb and tossed with Prince Kamos.

…Of course it’s useless if he protests.

“no.”

King Camos simply rejected the proposal of his subordinates, held the child in his arms tighter, and glanced at his Shamash priest warily, with an expression of “you don’t want to take this child”.

He said: “He is my king brother.”

“…Put this kid down first.” She resisted the urge to smash King Camos’s head with the heavy scepter, and Xie Muer felt her head hurt even more, “You are scared. It’s him.”

“Um?”

When Xiemuer said this, Camos subconsciously lowered his head and glanced.

But Xiemur was wrong. The child in his arms didn’t show a frightened look at all, but looked at him with a pair of big round eyes. Maybe he was a little stunned when he was lifted up at first, but now that he reacts, his eyes are staring at his face vigorously and sweeping around, the look is almost like peeling off his face.

And when Camos looked over and met him, the child not only failed to converge, but became even more vigorous. While staring at him, he stretched out two small hands, pinched his cheeks with his fingers, and rubbed vigorously. Knead, tug, tug.

Of course, with the little strength of the child, in the eyes of King Camos, the so-called pulling force is the same as touching his face.

King Camos thought about it, and immediately realized it.

“Hahahahaha — how is it? Do you think Brother Wang I am handsome?”

Camos said with a natural look on his face and laughed, and raised his chin proudly, so that his little brother could touch his handsome face more easily.

He took it for granted that his younger brother must really like his handsome face, so he stared at it hard, and even touched it with his hands.

Yes, this kid must be handsome by himself.

Camos thought so, and became more and more enraged, and rubbed his little brother’s head vigorously. The soft, fluffy touch on his fingers made him dissatisfied with his desire for more than 20 years | Hope is filled full.

Xiemuer: “…”

This majesty’s narcissistic, self-righteous, and self-confident personality cannot be changed.

If this is not the king of Aaron Landis, God knows how many people want to stay at his door every day to find a chance to beat him.

He didn’t care that his hair was messed up by Camos’ big hand. Like a bird’s nest, Gallan’s eyes were fixed on Camos’s face.

But the reason why he stared at Camos’s face was naturally not because Camos thought he liked that handsome face, but…

…………

This person is…King Camos?

Camos… Brother Wang? !

wait wait wait.

This is not right.

Very very wrong!

Gallan tried to recall the appearance of King Camos in his memory.

Although in the past few times, he spent very little time with his nominal brother Wang, but in any case, he couldn’t even recognize the appearance of King Camos.

In his memory, King Camos looked like…most of his face was wrapped in dark brown curly beards, and almost his entire head was wrapped in curly hair. His whole body was extremely muscular. The block is like steel. The whole person looks even more like an iron tower, with arms as strong as a tree trunk, and a sound like a bell. From a distance, at first glance, it looks like a big brown bear walking upright.

At this moment, Gallan stared at the handsome and handsome young man who was holding him, although he was also tall and strong, but how could he be called a long upper body…

Garland: “…”

So, Brother Camos, what have you experienced in the next nine years! ! !

…………

Ah, time is really a terrible existence…

………………

Gallan felt that at this moment he had received the shock that shocked him the most since his rebirth, and was frightened because of the terrifying years.

It was so horrified that he had forgotten the most important thing now. It wasn’t until a certain expressionless priest Shamash spoke again that he suddenly reacted.

“King Camos, please take back what you just said immediately.”

Wait, what did King Camos just say?

Brother Wang?

I?

From now on?

…

No, no, brother Wang, you can’t do this.

For me, letting me be the king’s brother is tantamount to planting me with a mortal flag. I tried my best to hand in a blank paper and disqualified myself so I could be sent back-I finally pulled out the flag.

In the end, with your word, you pulled the flag that I had worked so hard to pull out|The flag that came out puffed and inserted it back?

Are you kidding me?

Just when Gallan suffocated his breath, an assist came.

“The joke, please take it back.”

The expressionless priest Shamash spoke.

Those words made Gallan, who was struggling in his heart, immediately gave him a compliment.

Very good, Xiemuer, continue.

“You should know that your current choice is related to the future of Aaron Landis. It is not a trifle and cannot be determined by your preferences.”

well said! continue!

“King Camos, the child you choose now obviously does not have the ability to bear the future of this kingdom.”

……Although he didn’t want to be a king brother, Garlan still felt a subtle uncomfortable feeling when he was said so.

However, unhappy and unhappy, he still wants to continue to wave a banner to Xie Muer in his heart.

Come, don’t be polite, keep working hard, and be sure to dispel the willful king of Aaron Landis.

“Yes, Your Highness, please consider carefully.”

“King Camos, that is the heir to the throne, you can’t be so rash anyway–”

“Master Xiemuer is right, please reconsider, Wang.”

“His Majesty!”

“Wang–”

The other officials who had recovered from their senses also eagerly persuaded Camos, hoping to dispel the whim of their king.

The young king raised his thick eyebrows.

“I understand.” He said, “You continue, and from these little ghosts, choose a brother who you think is qualified.”

The words of King Camos made everyone happy, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

But before the breath was finished, King Camos choked them again in the next sentence.

I saw King Camos lift the child up with one hand, let him sit on his left shoulder, and put his arm around him with that hand.

He said casually: “I will take Wang brother to eat something first.”

Xiemuer: “…”

The crowd stuck in their throats: “…”

“Your Majesty, you can’t be so headstrong!”

“It’s too much for you to be like this—”

“How can you choose separately?”

Camos put his arms around the child on his shoulders, turned his head and looked at the crowd.

“You are talking about choosing the king’s brother, but you didn’t say how to choose a few.”

“Although, although it is correct to say so…”

“So, I chose the brother I want, and you go to choose the brother you want.”

King Camos said, with a natural tone. His eyes swept across his subjects, and the invisible sense of prestige made everyone bow their heads.

“Do you have any other questions.”

He said that his face was calm and his tone was understated, but he had a kind of majesty that one would not dare to violate.

His voice, his language, are not angry but majestic.

He is the king of Aaron Landis.

The noisy people were silent at this moment, and the hall was silent again.

Standing in it, Xiemur was silent for a while, then bowed his head.

“Follow your will, my king.”

King Camos nodded, and the faint sense of oppression that radiated from his body instantly disappeared. He laughed and patted the little brother who was sitting on his shoulder.

“Well, you are now my king brother.”

The man looked at Garlan with golden brown eyes, and his eyes were full of smiles. His eyes looked like a big lion dragging a bloody prey that had just been killed to his little friend, who had done a good job and wanted to ask for a reward, and his eyes were full of words-come on, you are welcome, please praise me , Compliment me, praise me for being handsome.

Look, I can get a handsome and powerful brother like me so easily and simply.

Was it unexpected?

Surprised?

Not happy~~?

Garland: “…”

so surprised.

No surprises.

unhappy.

…I want to hit you.