A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 16. Chapter 16

“what happened?”

When Garland returned with the little lion in his arms, it caused a turmoil in the greenhouse.

Probably knowing that he was in trouble, the little milk lion was put down and circled around Garlan’s feet without wailing.

When Gallan was picked up by King Camos and was about to leave, he walked a few steps behind Camos with his short legs, but was stopped by the middle-aged maid at the door. It sat on the ground with its big buttock eyes gazed at Garlan who was leaving. The fluff all over his body was wilted, and it looked like a little pitiful being abandoned.

Gallan, who was hurriedly carried back by King Camos, was first sent to the bath by a group of young maids to take a bath. He fought so hard that he did not let the maids help him wash him from head to toe, so he let the maids wash him from head to toe. Snickered for a long time.

Although he is a child physically, he is already a young man who is about to reach adulthood at his mental age. If the years of rebirth are counted, he is actually an adult.

How could he be so embarrassed to let the maids who were still girls rub on him.

However, although the young maids were not allowed to wait for them to take a bath, the small wounds on their arms and legs were still carefully cleaned by the maids to prevent sand and dust from remaining in the wounds.

After this tossing down, the sun was already slanting to the west, and it was evening.

Little Gallan, who was washed clean and white and tender, came to the side hall, on the high platform covered with white soft cloth, King Camos was sitting cross-legged on it.

The tempting aroma came out, and all kinds of delicacies were placed in exquisite jade plates and placed in front of King Camos.

When Garland entered, King Camos sat there, holding a piece of parchment in one hand and looking at it, and holding a spoon in the other. After taking the time, he put a few mouthfuls into his mouth and chewed casually. , Swallow, how rude the posture looks, there is no image at all.

The servants beside them stood calmly and quietly on both sides, obviously they had long been accustomed to their king’s demeanor behavior. When Camos finished reading the parchment, he grabbed the quill pen and quickly wrote a few words on it, then threw it away and tossed it to the servant who was waiting next to him. The attendant proficiently stretched out his hands and caught the parchment flying in an arc in the air without changing his face. After bowing to the King Camos, he walked away quickly with the parchment.

Camos turned his head, stepped off the platform, and strode towards Garlan.

His gaze swept across Garlan’s body, and paused when he fell on the bruise on his right arm. In fact, they were all traumas, but because Gallan’s skin was originally white and delicate, the bruises seemed a bit scary.

Camos stretched out his hand, raised his little brother, turned around, put it on the edge of the high platform, and then turned his head to wait for the doctor next to him to signal.

The doctors in white robes who had been summoned long ago bowed and bowed, and then stepped forward. The doctor women who came with them had already picked up ointments and other therapeutic items and followed. Then, at the doctor’s order, the two doctors alone held Garlan’s arm and gently applied the transparent and colorless creamy ointment to his wound.

Garlan was sitting on the edge of the high platform, both hands being grasped, and he could only be at the mercy of those people.

A tempting fragrance came, and he turned his head subconsciously, so the dazzling array of delicacies placed on the white cloth jumped into his sight.

He gulped and swallowed. The child’s body was not hungry at first, and he tossed for another afternoon. The wound started to hurt and soaked in the bath. Now when he looked at so many delicious foods, Gallan immediately felt his stomach. Very hungry.

However, two medical girls were wiping him with ointment, and both arms were held by them. He had no hands to eat at all. He could only look at the food that was right in front of him. He could see, but couldn’t eat. A kind of suffering.

Another scent came in, Gallan swallowed again, and then looked away with difficulty, no longer looking at the food that tempted him.

However, as soon as he turned his head, King Camos, who noticed his movements, laughed, scooped a bit of meat soup directly with a silver spoon, and handed it to his mouth. Seeing that posture, he was actually going to feed him by himself.

I was dumbfounded by the silver spoon that suddenly came over, and the tip of my nose was surrounded by the attractive smell of meat soup.

Gallan resisted the desire to swallow the food just before his mouth, and shook his head.

“no need.”

He is not a real child, and he always feels a bit embarrassed to be fed like this.

He thought, forbearance, wait for the medicine to be applied.

He shook his head and said, “I’m not very hungry yet.”

As soon as the child fell silent, he grunted, and his stomach slammed very shamelessly.

Garland: “…”

King Camos raised his eyebrows, and the maids next to him covered their mouths and let out a low laugh.

Anyway, his face was almost lost, Gallan simply broke the jar, opened his mouth and swallowed the meat soup in the silver spoon.

Camos gave him a bite, and he took a bite.

It’s okay, I’m just a kid.

At least in the eyes of others, so this is not a shame.

He comforted himself while being fed mouth by mouth by Camos.

Fortunately, although the child’s body is not hungry, but his appetite is also small, so Garlan quickly ate up, and then shook his head and rejected the food Camos was still passing over.

Until he was full, the two doctors were still massaging his bruise with ointment, and it seemed that they didn’t intend to stop for a while. At first it was a little painful, but then the power of the medicine dissipated. It didn’t feel pain anymore, and Gallan was massaged by them and made him a little drowsy.

And just when his little head couldn’t help falling asleep, Xie Muer brought Huimos to see King Camos, and immediately drove his sleepworms away cleanly.

Obviously, those four candidates have decided the final winner.

Gallan knew it was Hiemos without even thinking about it.

Sure enough, after King Camos nodded his permission, Xie Muer soon came in, followed by the young man Garlan expected. However, the appearance of Huimos at the moment is really embarrassing.

The light-colored clothes were stained with dirt and dust, black and white, and there were signs of tearing in many places. The trousers on the right foot were torn apart from below the knee by a large opening, revealing deep skin. Cyan purple. Huimos’ black hair was almost wet with sweat, sticking to his face, the corner of one eye was red and swollen. The arms and exposed shoulders were all blue and purple, and there was a long scar on the neck.

The young man came in behind Xiemuer, his gaze swept away, and fell on King Camos.

The setting sun shone in obliquely from the fiery red horizon, across the tall cylinder, and fell on half of Heimos’ handsome face. Garland saw the golden-red eyes that had fallen into the light as if at this moment. Glowing, like a fire cloud on the horizon fell into the depths of his pupils, billowing and burning.

That is ambition, that is desire.

Gallan’s golden pupils shrank unconsciously.

The black-haired boy below is like a fierce beast that is growing up, staring at him, wanting to swallow everything he sees in front of him.

…

After all, he inevitably stood opposite this man.

And this time, can he defeat this terrifying beast?

Or was he bitten off his throat again by this fierce beast?

A cold thing suddenly touched his tight lips, awakening Garlan who was thinking. He subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a malachite green glass cup stuck to his mouth. There are tiny crushed ice floating in the light-colored juice in the glass.

He opened his mouth subconsciously and was fed a sip of cold juice.

Swallowing, Gallan looked up, and the one who fed him the glass of juice was indeed King Camos. The man’s angular lips were curved, looking at his golden-brown pupils with a smile, and seeing him looking to him, he smiled and fed him again, and then put the glass of juice in his hand. superior.

The young Wang seemed to have eaten himself. He sat cross-legged, with one hand on his side knee supporting his cheek, and looking at him with his head sideways and smiling. That posture was like wanting to watch him eat.

The glass cup is a bit big, and Garlan’s hands are too small. He can only hold the sides of the cup with two small hands, lower his head, and drink bite by mouth. Half of his face is buried in the mouth of the big cup. The little fluffy head can be seen moving, making people want to rub it hard.

Camos smiled.

Daily #我家小王弟 looks so cute when eating~~# series.

As for the black-haired boy who was kneeling down, Camos didn’t care at all. He just responded casually with a’get it’, and then waved his hand to let Xiemur take the boy back down.

The posture of chasing people without caring, let the people on the left and right look at each other, showing either thoughtful or clear eyes. Then, they eagerly cast their eyes on the child who was sitting next to the king, who was still trying to drink the big glass of juice, and completely ignored the other boy who was about to become the king’s brother.

Standing below Xiemur looked at this scene coldly, and turned his gaze, falling on the child whose face was blocked by the large glass cup with only half of his face left.

I remembered that this kid splashed him with ink and dirty, making the goose bumps on his back pop up. He was in charge of the test again. He couldn’t deal with it, so he had to endure it. He endured for a long time until all the tests were over before he was liberated.

Therefore, as soon as he saw the child, he remembered the torment of the afternoon, so the eyes that stared at Garlan became sharper.

After putting down the large malachite green glass cup, Gallan raised his eyes and confronted Ximuer who was staring at him, and he naturally knew the reason why Ximuer was staring at him.

So, he bent his eyes and gave Xiemur a bright, big smiling face.

Come up and hit me if you have the ability~~

You dare?

Xiemuer: “…”

A brilliant smiling face directly turned the screaming eyes of Lord Priest back, and Garlan was satisfied.

As soon as his gaze turned, he confronted the young man standing behind Xiemur again.

The boy glanced over, and the gaze from the golden red eyes was very cold. Gallan’s heart beat violently, feeling guilty inexplicably, and quickly turned his head and averted his gaze.

He remembered that not long ago, he fell off the stone steps, and it was this man who rushed over to catch him, and did not cause him any more serious injuries. But because he confuses dreams with reality, he slapped Huimos when he woke up.

But now, this man knelt on the ground in embarrassment with scars. King Camos, who was too lazy to look at him, waved away at will, but he was coaxed to drink juice by King Camos on it.

This kind of differential treatment, as well as new hatred and old hatred, if this is replaced by him…

…

Well, if replaced by him, he might be even more upset than Hiemos.

However, at noon, he did not do it right.

Gallan was thinking about how to find a chance to apologize, and the Heimos below had already got up and retired.

He was anxious and didn’t think much about it. He grabbed the box of ointment that was applied to him just now, jumped off the stage, and chased it out.

She was staying in the room and was talking to King Camos and subconsciously glanced at Garlan, who was running past him. It seemed a bit inexplicable. He didn’t know what the kid was going to do. Camos looked at Garlan’s back and laughed lowly, without saying anything, and continued to discuss the disaster relief with Xie Muer.

Huimos walked outside under the leadership of the attendant, and suddenly the sound of rapid footsteps came from behind.

When he realized that the sound of footsteps was chasing him, his left hand had been grabbed from behind.

He turned his head and met those big amber eyes.

Because he was afraid that Heimos would go away, Gallan had chased him in a hurry, panting a little while running, and a small face flushed slightly.

“I……”

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak because he apologized for hitting Hoymos not long ago, but he just said the word’I’ and the word’I’m sorry’ before he could say it. He was out of breath and was busy. Gasped.

He simply panted and raised the ointment box in his hand to Himos.

Just now, Brother Camos didn’t ask the doctor who was there to look at Heimos at all, but he saw that Heimos was bruised and scarred, so he must take some medicine. what.

Huimos glanced at the small pill box Garland handed him, his eyes cold.

He did not reach out to pick it up.

“no need.”

He said coldly, and without waiting for Gallan to finish speaking, he turned and walked away quickly.

Huimos walked very fast, he had already walked down the steps in the blink of an eye, Gallan had no time to stop him, and he had no time to finish his words.

He stood there in a daze, holding the cold pill box in his hand, and watching the back of Hoymos disappear before his eyes.

His heart sank slowly.

…………

Hiemos walked forward quickly, the black hair fell on the corner of his eyes, and the shadow fell on his pupils. He looked at the setting sun in the distance with deep eyes.

He remembered what he had just seen, the child sitting next to King Camos, and he kindly asked King Camos to feed his juice.

He remembered that not long ago, when he was injured to save the child, he got a slap in the face and the disgust in the child’s eyes when he looked at him.

The boy gave a low laugh, and there was a deep sense of sarcasm hidden in the laughter.

The look in his eyes that disgusted him was really familiar.

From childhood to adulthood, he didn’t know how many such gazes he looked at.

It’s just a look in the eyes of a high-powered person who hates a humble person.

He remembered what he had seen. The child had eyes that were as clear and bright as golden amber.

He likes those eyes very much. When those eyes are looking at you, they are like shining, clean, not contaminated with the slightest worldly dust, unlike the dirty eyes of those people he saw in the past. .

Therefore, he used to think that Garlan with those eyes was different from others…but the facts told him that the same, after all, was the same, and that child was no different from other people.

This is the cold reality.

In this world, status determines everything, and power determines everything.

Hiemos thought, clenching his hand firmly on his side.

Only by climbing up and standing at the highest place can you not be overlooked, disgusted, or despised by others.

One day, he will stand in that highest place.

One day, he will trample under his feet all those who have despised him!

………………

Gallan slumped back holding the small pill box.

Ah, Huimos has begun to look at me with bad eyes, and I seem to be one step closer to death.

He thought so sadly, his eyes rolled, and he saw King Camos who was still talking to Sheemur as the culprit of everything.

Hey, I really want to hit him.

…………

In short, in order to survive, I must ask Brother Camos to abolish my brother!

Holding the small pill box tightly, Garlan once again strengthened his determination.

…

Yes, today our Son of Destiny is still struggling to climb ashore in the mud named Wangdi——