A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 14. Chapter 14

King Camos, who had found a cute little brother, easily resolved the protests of his subordinates, nodded to Xiemuer and others, and said, “I will leave it to you next.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around, put his arms around the little brother who was sitting on his shoulders, and happily walked outside.

“Come here~~Brother Wang will take you to eat delicious food~”

The corner of the child sitting on his shoulder twitched.

Brother Wang, do you just say this?

Except for “Shu Mi takes you to eat a lollipop”, is there nothing else to say?

He guessed right, King Camos really knows no other tricks.

It was the first time for him to coax a child. When he secretly coaxed a small animal, he had only tried to coax it with food…Although he had never succeeded once. Even if he had food in his hand to lure, those little things would run away when they saw him. If he couldn’t run away, the little animals would shiver when he approached, and they looked terrified. The pitiful little appearance made Camos feel a great sense of guilt, and he had to give up in the end.

It’s ok.

If you don’t like me, don’t like me.

Anyway, those little things are not as cute as my little brother~~~

Camos Wang, who had begun to become a younger brother and brought his own beautifying filter, thought with joy, and then he felt a sudden pain in his head.

“Wait, wait a minute!”

Seeing that King Camos had resolved the opposition so forcefully, Gallan gritted his teeth and tried to continue dying and screaming.

He sat on Camos’s shoulder, and while shouting, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a strand of Camos’s brown hair, and pulled it hard.

That kind of disrespectful behavior that was simply rebellious and unruly made the hearts of the people who looked around suddenly twitched, and almost didn’t breathe out a breath.

Camos, the king of Aaron Landis.

In the eyes of the people of Aaron Landis, it was a god-like existence, and it was to be worshipped.

Don’t talk about other things, even if you kneel at his feet and kiss his toes, it is a supreme glory for everyone.

Now, the child not only sat almost on Wang’s head, but also dare to pull the hair on the noble head of King Camos? !

The gods of Aaron Landis…

Although some people couldn’t help but want to jump out and sternly scolded the disrespectful child, but…

“Huh? What’s the matter?”

Camos, who was pulling his hair hard by Garlan, turned his head and asked with a smile.

There was no trace of anger at all in those eyes and movements, and he obviously didn’t care about it. On the contrary, he seemed very happy because Gallan took the initiative to speak to him.

The few people who wanted to jump out and scolded: “…”

They put down their raised feet in silence.

Forget it, if you are happy, Wang.

Everyone looked at this scene in silence.

They suddenly remembered the fact that King Camos would often rudely grab the mane of their holy beast lion, making them frightened.

And now, their Majesty was dragged by the little brother he had chosen, and they continued to watch with horror.

……How similar is this scene…………

Should I say that it is indeed the king’s brother chosen by the majesty who played the cards in an unreasonable way? Although the appearance is very different, but in one respect, there is a kind of mysterious similarity to your majesty.

The crowd around the audience was horrified and ups and downs, but Camos didn’t feel much about it.

Anyway, he was thick-skinned, and it didn’t hurt to be dragged by his own little brother, and he even felt that this was a manifestation of the other party’s intimacy towards him. Therefore, he didn’t care about grinning at Garlan.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to eat, I want to watch this! This is more fun.”

Garlan said quickly, trying to look at King Camos with an expression of expectation.

“Shall we stay and see, okay?”

Although King Camos has now suppressed the audience and made a final decision… But he will never give up easily!

He must pull out the flag that was pressed down by King Camos again!

The reason why I asked King Kamos to stay is because he was still thinking about it.

he thinks.

As long as King Camos stayed to watch other people’s tests and found someone with very good aptitude, such as Huimos, maybe the moved King Camos would abandon him and choose that person.

As long as King Camos no longer valued him, and if he was persuaded by Xiemur and others, he might be relieved to stop letting him be his brother.

Well, it must be so.

It must be so.

The abacus in Gallan’s heart was beating loudly.

But it is a pity that the sky does not fulfill the wishes.

Soon, he regretted it.

…

The sun was shining brightly, and the teenagers were sweating like rain in the training ground.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the black-haired boy stood steadily on the ground, with golden-red pupils staring forward, and a strong bow in his hand was pulled like a full moon by him.

As soon as he loosened his fingers, he heard a buzzing sound, and a sharp arrow galloped out and slammed into the center of the opposite target.

The ten arrows shot all hit the bullseye, and Hiemos calmly put down the longbow in his hand, then raised his head and glanced behind him.

Obliquely behind him is the grandstand of this large training ground, with a huge column propped up by the arched roof.

Inside the wide stand, the ground is covered with goose-yellow soft cushions, and a piece of snow-white long cloth is spread on it. Fresh and tender fruits are placed in transparent glass plates, and delicate and fragrant desserts are dotted in malachite plates. Filled with white cloth.

The delicate maid stood beside, holding a thin gold wire fan woven from peacock feathers, and gently hitting the fan one after another. The young attendant knelt respectfully on one side holding the jade box containing ice cubes so that his master could use it at any time.

Camos sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, looking in a good mood. He reached out and picked up a cherry. The cherry was just picked up from the ice water, and it was dripping with water. It was big and red, and it was full of juice, tender and delicious.

Holding this cold cherry, he smiled and sent it to the child beside him. The little Wang brother, whom he had just recognized, was sitting next to him. It was probably too hot at noon and looked a little wilting. When he handed the fruit over, the little fluffy head, which had been hanging down without much energy, lifted up, glanced at him with big amber eyes, glanced at the big cherry that was handed to him, and sipped it. lip.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the child opened, took a bite of the cherry in Camos’s finger, and then took another bite.

The little pale pink lips moved, moisturized by the juice from the cherry. The baby’s fat cheeks moved because of chewing, and it made people want to poke them.

#我家王弟Super cute~~~#

King Camos, who was immediately satisfied after successfully feeding his little brother, was in a very good mood.

As for the little ghosts outside who are being exposed to the hot noon sun and sweating like rain?

He treats them as nonexistent.

Those little ghosts have thin arms and legs, and their bows are not stable. They ride horses and shock like a family. They are not as good as an ordinary soldier under his command… what’s there to see.

Outside, under the scorching sun, the teenagers who desperately wanted to show their skills in front of the longing-for heroes so as to be favored by King Camos looked at this side eagerly, dizzy from the sun, sweat soaked their clothes, and they were biased. The longing target didn’t bother to take a look at them.

As a result, the teenagers who were left by Camos grumbled towards the hero who had won their favor without much effort. At this moment, they are sitting comfortably on the cool terrace of the courtyard watching their sweaty little ones. The child stared.

Obviously it was the hottest time at noon, but Gallan clearly felt the chill formed by the gathering of countless grievances, which made him fidget.

His Royal Highness Wang, who was envied and hated by the crowd within less than three hours after becoming Wang’s brother, felt that he had no way to argue.

People are desperately working below, and he enjoys comfortably here.

This requires a change of position with each other, and he will be full of resentment.

……Although he actually didn’t want to sit here at all, and didn’t want to be loved by King Camos at all.

But probably no one believes this sentence, I’m afraid someone will point the nose and scold him.

Garlan thought bitterly.

He raised his head and looked in the direction where Heymos was, and it just so happened that Heymos, who had just finished his archery, also turned his head and looked in his direction.

At that glance, Garlan’s heart thumped, and he only felt a chill in the back of his neck, and quickly looked away.

He thought with a guilty conscience, Hiemos is probably also very upset with him now, right? You see, he stared at me just now, he must be very dissatisfied with me.

Maybe it was from this time that Heymos started killing himself?

Gallan was thinking about it this way, and another yellow-orange-orange flesh that had been carefully torn apart was handed to him.

He raised his eyes, took a look at King Camos who was looking at him with a smile, opened his mouth helplessly, turning his grief and anger into appetite, and gnawed his brother’s hand at the big mango.

He tried to chew, but he didn’t notice that the black-haired boy in the distance was still looking at him in this direction.

Huimos looked at the child with an innocent look, and looked at the appearance of King Camos feeding the child fruit with a smile. Under his sweat-drenched black hair, his golden-red eyes squinted lightly. one time.

As a king, he arbitrarily chooses a younger brother who is obviously unsuitable as a successor. No matter how you look at it, he feels wrong.

Moreover, King Camos’s attitude towards the child was too good, too good to make people feel weird.

…

He recognized the merits of King Camos, and did not deny his bravery and strength.

However, does this king have some unknown hobbies?

For example…some kind of disgraceful…

………………

Huimos thought deeply, slowly lowering the longbow in his hand.

He raised his head and glanced again, the blond child looked defenseless against King Camos.

Maybe he thinks too much.

The most likely truth is that King Camos didn’t want to make any king brother at all.

This kid was chosen because he is the weakest one and can be a good pawn and shield in King Camos’s hand.

Either way, that child is very pitiful.

He looked at that innocent little face from a distance, and thought to himself.

After he succeeds in surpassing others and becoming the king’s brother, if he can protect him, he should protect the child a little bit.

…………

Just when Garlan was fed a bunch of fruits by King Camos and his belly was bulging, Xiemuer came.

The priest of the sun god Shamash can be neat and tidy even under the hot sun, with no sweat on his forehead, and standing calmly in the hot sun, as if he can’t feel the heat at all. .

He walked up to the stand, walked to the edge of the cushion, and stopped. He stood there, bent over and lowered his head slightly, holding a piece of parchment in both hands and presenting it to King Camos.

King Camos, who was sitting lazily on the cushion, stretched out his hand and took the parchment paper casually.

Garlan rubbed his swollen belly, leaned over, grabbed King Camos’s sturdy arm, and his little head squeezed it over and watched with Camos.

King Camos slid at him, smiled, and didn’t care, until Xiemur, who was standing by the side, frowned.

The prince’s etiquette will have to be well trained in the future.

Xie Muer thought so in his heart, and then reported.

“These are the four most outstanding.” He said, “They have their own strengths in knowledge, riding, bow and arrow, martial arts, judgment, etc., so please decide.”

Garland swept his gaze on the parchment, and, not surprisingly, saw Heimos’s name listed among them. He suddenly had an urge to remove Huimos from King Camos’s favor.

Once and for all.

But after opening his mouth, he didn’t say a word in the end.

King Camos loves him, it doesn’t mean that he can do whatever he wants. He is only a seven or eight-year-old kid now, and everyone will only take what he says as a kid’s joke, and will not take it seriously.

Moreover, Gallan had a hunch.

It was destined that Huimos became another king’s brother, just as he tried to avoid it, but was eventually found out by King Camos.

What is doomed by fate can only be changed by someone strong enough to surpass it-just like the future Heimos.

And now he obviously doesn’t have this ability.

King Camos swept his gaze on the parchment at will, and indifferently threw the piece of paper to Xiemur.

The casual Xiemul, who had long been accustomed to King Camos, took the paper and put it in the hands of his subordinates behind him.

He said: “Which one of these has the qualifications to become the king’s brother, King Camos, please decide.”

“troublesome……”

Sitting cross-legged lazily, with one hand supporting his chin, the young king murmured impatiently.

However, in a blink of an eye, when he saw the little brother next to him tilted his head and looked over, he straightened his back immediately, put his hands on his knees, and assumed a tall and mighty sitting posture.

Um! He must show his younger brother the mighty, tall, wise and martial image of the brother Wang!

King Camos raised his hand, touched his stubble chin, and made a decision.

“Throw those few to the arena.”

He said, simple and clear.

“See who can beat other people to the ground, then bring the guy who can stand last to see me.”

Xiemuer: “…”

Garland: “…”

Simple and rude.

Yes, this is Camos.