A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 180. Chapter 180

The assassin ended his life in an extremely tragic manner, which was caught off guard.

When the assassin moved, Kehus reflexively stopped Garlan, so he couldn’t catch the man.

What’s more, the knight commander’s intention to commit suicide was extremely resolute, as can be seen from the corpse that fell on the ground and his brain was cracked, he did not leave himself any room for survival at all.

The stone pillar he killed was beside Garlan’s side. Although Kehuos was in front of Garlan, there was still a trace of blood splashed on Garlan’s clothes.

Gallan stared at the breathless corpse, the golden pupils reflected the red-stained sand, and the blood-red seemed to have been dyed into his pupils.

A tingling sensation came from the wound on his left arm that was cut by a sword. The blond hair that fell from his shoulder was still stained with blood. The light of fire reflected on his cheek. In the night, the skin became more and more flared. As white.

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The knight commander committed suicide and the clue was interrupted.

Although a few people were caught, they were obviously insignificant abandoned sons, and even the interrogation estimated that they would not be able to ask many clues.

Gallan and his party returned to the palace in the dark.

The knight who rushed back to deliver the news first learned the news of Prince Garland’s injury. Anxiously waiting, Tapti had already asked the doctors in the court to wait in the palace. After Garland returned, he waited. The long-awaited doctor once again carefully helped him deal with the wound.

After that, Garlan, who was a little tired from the loss of blood, lay on the soft big bed, and soon fell asleep.

Because he had a fever, Tapti stayed by the bed to take care of him.

After Garland fell asleep, not long after, a rush of footsteps sounded from outside.

Tarp lifted his body and walked outside the door. Not surprisingly, he saw King Camos hurriedly approaching here, with Xiemur and Kaihuos following him.

She raised her hand and made a silent gesture to King Camos. King Camos’s footsteps paused slightly. When she walked forward again, the loud footsteps became softer.

“he has slept?”

When he walked to the door, King Camos asked in a low voice.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Tapti bowed in salute, and answered with a soft voice.

King Camos said nothing, entered the bedroom, and walked to Garlan.

He stood by the bed, his eyes falling on Garlan’s left arm.

The teenager was lying on the bed and fell asleep with his head slightly tilted. The upper side of the left arm and the left shoulder were covered by a snow-white bandage. Even if the medicine was changed again, the bright red blood was still bleeding out from the thick bandage. Obviously, the wound was not shallow and could not be stopped in a short time. Live the blood.

The thick bandage made the boy’s body look a little more slender.

King Camos stroked the sleeping Garlan’s forehead, feeling a little low heat where his fingers touched.

The faint light on the wall fell on the boy’s face, the slender eyelashes hanging down cast a deep shadow on the fair skin, and there was a slight abnormal redness on the cheeks, but the pink lips were lighter than usual. Some.

Camos looked a little distressed.

He closed the thin quilt for Gallan, glanced at Taput, motioned for her to come with him, and then turned and left gently.

When he waited in the courtyard outside, King Camos asked directly.

“What did the doctor say?”

Tapti lowered his head and replied: “It didn’t hurt the vital point, there won’t be too much problem, but the wound is deep. It is best not to vigorously move the left arm in a short time to avoid the wound from splitting again. Moreover, the prince shed a lot of blood. A lot of physical exertion.”

“I see. I will let Garlan recover from his injuries during this period. Don’t arrange things for him.”

King Camos said as he looked at the priest standing beside him.

“Have you heard, Sheemur.”

“Yes, Your Majesty, I will cancel all the scheduled itineraries within ten days of His Highness Gallan, but I think that the daily review of government documents should not need to be cancelled.”

“Don’t affect his healing.”

“I understand, Your Majesty, the health of the Crown Prince is the top priority.”

King Camos nodded and looked at Tapti again.

“Gallan handed it to you.”

“Yes, King Camos.”

King Camos came and went like the wind, came over like a gust of wind, and left like the wind.

Leaving Garlan’s palace, it was already late at night. In the dark, only the roadside lights were shining on the ground.

When King Camos left the palace, his steps became steady and powerful again, and the rhythmic footsteps suddenly sounded in the silent night.

His subordinates and guards followed him quietly.

When he reached a pool, King Camos stopped.

He walked over and stood on the edge of the pool, staring fixedly at the surface.

Silver-like moonlight fell on the calm water, and occasionally a night breeze passed by, making waves at the starting point, causing the water to glow with fine shimmering light.

The golden brown eyes of the Lion King burned like charcoal in the night, and his slightly curly brown hair swayed slightly in the night breeze.

“Xiemu’er, this is one of the reasons why I have been reluctant to make him the crown prince even though I intend to inherit the throne by Garlan.”

Camos said, “There is a group of people who have been stubbornly opposed to it. They refuse to let Garland, who has white skin and blood, sit on the throne.”

In Aaron Landis, brown skin is a proof of higher blood.

Since ancient times, bloodlines have been distinct, and higher bloodlines will never marry lower bloodlines. The inferior can only be the inferior forever, and they will not be able to cross this class even if they have exhausted their lives.

But with the passage of time, this unbreakable barrier has gradually melted in Aaron Landis. The lower-level nobles can be canonized by the king as the upper-level nobles by virtue of battlefield achievements, and the upper-level nobles may also be reduced to the lower classes.

Classes are no longer distinct, and there are more and more intermarriages between white skin and brown skin bloodlines.

However, even so, the inertial thinking that has been formed for a long time is still not so easy to break. Many brown-skinned nobles still look down on the white-skinned nobles and feel that they are inferior to themselves.

Kaihus on the side was silent and did not speak.

As a white-skinned man who has been canonized as a superior noble for his military exploits, even if he is a powerful knight that is well-known in the world, although most of the powerful are friendly and polite in front of him, he does not feel those secretly watching. The eyes that came with contempt.

Although the estrangement is melting a little bit, there are not many noble and pure people who stubbornly hold on to the traditions handed down from ancient times and cling to their bloodlines.

In particular, there are some people who are extremely concerned about the purity of blood, and treat this matter very extreme and extreme people.

Most of them are from families with a long and ancient history. They believe that the nobility of blood is more than everything, and they do not allow their noble blood to be contaminated by inferior blood.

For them, it would be an extremely shameful thing to let a white-skinned person with a blood line lower than them become their king and put it on their heads.

King Camos’ words silenced the priest behind him for a moment.

“Although I also know that they are unwilling to let Prince Garland inherit the throne… but I didn’t expect them to achieve this level.”

Although those dignitaries who insist on the pedigree theory have always done small actions overtly and secretly before, they still have a sense of measure. I didn’t expect that this time the shot was so ruthless.

“Because of the existence of Huimos before, they thought that Huimos had a better chance of winning, so they were not in a hurry.”

Staring at the water, King Camos said in a deep voice.

“Now, Garland is made the crown prince by me, and Huimos has been banished to the Northland, so they are in a hurry.”

Therefore, Camos kept Huimos in the city at the beginning to alleviate this impact. Even if Gallan was established as the crown prince, as long as Huimos was still in the palace, those people would feel that there was still a chance and would not do too extreme things.

However, he never thought that Heimos would actually treat Garland…

As a last resort, he could only expel Huimos from the royal city. In the eyes of others, it was he who had exiled Huimos to the north for Galan.

This incident immediately stimulated those people.

So they took action. They thought that as long as they killed Gallan, they could only let the noble blood Heimos return to the city and become the heir to the throne.

“Since ancient times, no one with fair skin has become the king of Aaron Landis.”

“Princes of the past, who have inherited the white skin bloodline, have no right to inherit the throne.”

The wind blew, shook the tree canopy and made a rustle, and the low voice of King Camos echoed in the dark night.

“Even if you are protected by me, Gallan’s future path will be very difficult.”

He paused, then added, “Maybe it’s more difficult than me.”

The hardest thing in the world is not to embark on a road full of thorns.

But there is no road ahead, you must work hard to carve out a path for you to go on.

“If only as his elder brother, it is my wish to let him be free and worry-free all his life.”

But he is not only the elder brother, but also the king of Aaron Landis.

Aaron Landis seems to have a long history, vast land and rich resources, and the cavalry is well-known in the world, but there are powerful enemies outside and sorrow inside, just like a giant who is seriously ill and surrounded by tigers and wolves.

King Camos knew very well.

If Aaron Landis doesn’t want to decay and silence, he must change.

“The throne chose him.”

The Lion King raised his head and looked at the endless dark sky.

“No matter how difficult the road is, he has to go down.”

As King Camos’ words fell, a gust of wind came, and the dense canopy shook, and a few leaves fell, slowly drifting towards Camos’s eyes.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a leaf falling in front of him.

The middle of the leaf was still green, but the sides were already withered and rolled up slightly.

winter is here.

The winter of Aaron Landis is here.

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Little snowflakes fell slowly from the sky, like white flowers, quietly falling on the ground, and then quickly disappeared.

The high mountains are already covered with snow, but the grasslands below the mountains are still yellow-brown land. It’s only early winter, and occasionally there is a small snowfall, and it disappears without a trace when it falls, and it is not enough to cover the earth.

The royal city of Aaron Landis is located in the south, with a great sea, the climate is suitable, the sun is shining, and the four seasons are not obvious. Even in winter, it is very warm. The residents of the royal city only need to add a long-sleeved robe.

It never snows there.

Only here, in the north, which belongs to the high mountain section, will snow fall.

The snow-white dove flapped its wings, shuttled among the small snowflakes, and then fluttered into the hands of the man standing on the high platform.

The priest of Nanna, the god of night, wore a warm woolen cloth with a thick cloak around his body, and his hand stretched out from the opening of the cloak on his chest to untie the thin metal tube tied to the dove’s paw.

Seeing the message from the royal city, Suo Jia fell into contemplation.

He also felt very surprised by the assassination of Prince Garland.

That was not something he planned.

Before leaving the royal city, the order given by His Highness Huimos was silence.

Those who are loyal to His Royal Highness will never disobey His Royal Highness’s orders, so their people will not do such things.

From the information obtained from the message, Suojia can judge that the assassination of Prince Garlan should have been done by the pedigree nobles.

And those bloodlineists who have a long heritage and family heritage have nothing to do with them.

Those people had tried to get close to His Highness Huimos before, but His Highness Huimos didn’t seem to be interested in contacting those people.

To tell the truth, Suo Jia is used to sneer at the remarks of those bloodlineists.

Those stubborn, arrogant and self-righteous guys don’t understand at all. Blood doesn’t mean everything. Those people only know that they cling to the glory of historical ancestors and refuse to face the reality. Sooner or later they will disappear into the torrent of history.

In his view, blood does not matter, only absolute power and power are everything.

But what makes Suoga quite a headache now is whether he wants to tell His Highness the problem of this news.

Although Prince Gallan escaped a disaster, he was also injured.

Soga just hesitated for a moment and made a decision quickly.

He quickly left the high platform and walked down.

There was a long cry in the sky, and Suo Jia looked up and saw the black eagle hovering in the snow in the sky.

He followed the direction where the black eagle flew, and it didn’t take long before he saw the eagle fall from a high altitude.

Not far ahead, a tall figure stood on the ground.

Pieces of snowflakes fell one after another on Huimos, and those that fell on him melted without a trace in an instant.

He didn’t wear a helmet, and his dark hair was stained with white snowflakes, and his brown cheeks were dotted with white marks.

He stood there, staring at the sky.

There are a lot of snowflakes on his hair, and I don’t know how long he has been standing in the snow.

With a sound of an eagle, Huimos raised his right arm, and the black eagle landed on his right arm.

The cold winter wind blew extremely fiercely, constantly blowing the thick dark brown cloak behind him.

“His Royal Highness.”

Soga walked over, shouted, raised his hand, and planned to hand the note in his hand to Huimos.

However, before he had time to reach out, the figure standing among the fluttering snowflakes suddenly moved, and Hiemos turned his head and looked to the south.

He said, “Within one year, I will take control of the Northland Army.”

Suojia paused for a hand that was about to stretch out, and then slowly retracted.

He raised his head and stared at his master.

“Have you made up your mind?”

It was a frustration to be banished to the North, but it was not an opportunity.

King Camos sits in the royal city, and the king protects Prince Garland. It is difficult for His Highness to have a chance.

But the Northland is different. His Royal Highness has been here for several years. He already has a great reputation and a pivotal position in the legion, and he has a great opportunity to control this powerful legion.

Taking control of the army is equivalent to taking control of power.

Huimos did not answer right away, still staring fixedly at the south.

Far away from him, there is a beautiful city nestled in the warm sunshine of the south.

That is where his soul is.

[Going to the Northland, you must not step into the royal city within ten years! 】

The low voice of the Lion King seemed to be in his ears, and Huimos’s left hand, which was hanging beside him, was firmly clenched, and the feeling of powerlessness when he left the king’s city once again appeared in his memory.

Blindly praying for the mercy of others will never control one’s own destiny.

He will never let others decide his own destiny.

He must control everything in his own hands!

White snowflakes drifted past Huimos’ handsome face.

The golden-red eyes should obviously resemble the color of flames, but they seemed to be frozen in the flying snow, cold and bitterly icy.

The forehead that was constantly swayed by the howling cold wind cast a dark shadow under his eyes.

He said: “I want to have the power to fight against King Camos.”

After speaking, he turned and left.

The thick cloak flew behind him.

The flying black eagle hovered over his head.

Soga stood in the snow and watched Himos disappear from his sight.

He glanced at the note in his hand, and then tore it to pieces.

He spread his palms.

The cold winter wind screamed and rolled up the scraps of paper in his palm.

Pieces of debris and pieces of snowflakes were entangled together, and disappeared without a trace in the strong wind.

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