A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 202. Chapter 202

The sun has already risen, the long night has passed, and the sun is shining again on the land of Rudas City.

Only overnight, the entire city of Rudas changed its appearance.

The sound of killing at night caused the people in the city to shrink in the house for a whole night in fear.

After the whole night, when the city finally calmed down, some bold people peeked out to take a look. They were shocked to find that the Gastad soldiers who had flaunted the city and insulted the Aaron Landis were gone. .

In the morning sun, Aaron Landis cavalry wearing black and red leather armor can be seen everywhere in the streets of the city.

The familiar soldier costume made the people of Rudas City burst into tears in an instant.

The heart that had been worried all night was finally completely let go at this moment, they looked at their soldiers excitedly, the familiar black and red made them feel extremely relieved.

…

In the gorgeous castle in the middle of the city, in a room above the high tower, Juta stood in front of the high floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the countless Aaron Landis soldiers who had surrounded the castle.

He wore only a shirt on his upper body, and a thick bandage wrapped up his right shoulder. The bandage on his shoulder blade still oozes bright red blood.

His face was terribly pale.

I don’t know if it is because of the sharp painful arrow wound on the shoulder, or because of the soldiers surrounding the castle below, or both.

Last night, he was shot by an arrow and was rescued by his own soldiers and fled back to the castle.

After he forcibly sent someone to convey the news of the fall of the East City Gate to the Gastards who were suppressing slaves, he lost consciousness and passed out in a coma.

Who knows, when I wake up, everything has been turned upside down.

He once thought that the mighty Gasdad was defeated in an instant.

And the glorious future he had imagined countless times was also vanished in this night.

As he once said.

The winner is king.

But he is now the loser.

…He who is both a betrayer and a loser will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Why?

Juta gritted his teeth.

The veins violently on the back of his fist against the wall.

Why did things turn out to be like this?

His clenched teeth creaked.

Why did he fail?

Things shouldn’t be like this!

Shouldn’t–

Just at the moment when Juta gritted his teeth with hatred, he suddenly saw the young man standing on horseback in front of the gate below the castle, and the blond hair flashing bright and shiny in the sun.

Suddenly, he remembered the flying blond hair that had been imprinted in his memory last night.

The arrow wound on his right shoulder suddenly hurt violently.

Prince prince.

He fixedly looked at the blond boy.

It turned out that it was the crown prince.

“My lord, what should we do now?”

The uneasy voice of his subordinates came from behind.

With one hand on the bandage on his right shoulder, Yuta closed his eyes, and a strand of forehead hair fell weakly in front of Yuta’s eyes.

The eye sockets were shrouded in shadows, and his face was full of gray.

“Open the door.”

He said dejectedly.

“…Surrender to the crown prince.”

…………

Aaron Landis’ army stood quietly in front of the castle, standing erect, motionless, as tall as a large pine forest.

Before the gate of the castle, Garlan stood on horseback.

Kaihus and Xinyas also rode behind him.

After waiting for a while, Xinyas became a little impatient. He looked at the gate of the castle, pondered for a while, and then leaned over to talk to Garlan in a low voice.

“My elder brother, I can break that kind of door with a few hammers, just…”

He was halfway through when he suddenly heard a creaking sound. As soon as Xinyas looked up, he was surprised to find that the castle’s gate had opened by himself from inside.

A pale-faced general came out from the gate with a dozen of his subordinates, his hands and bodies empty, without any weapons.

They knelt down in front of Garlan and bowed their heads deeply.

Upon seeing this scene, the soldiers in the castle who were still holding their spears and swords facing each other stayed for a moment, but then, many people showed relief on their faces.

In the next moment, they threw down their weapons and surrendered to their knees with their generals.

He didn’t seem to see Juta and others kneeling in front of the horse, nor did he see the soldier who had kneeled on the ground. Gallan went straight ahead with the horse, his golden pupils staring straight at the open door in front of him.

The teenager does not squint.

The steed under him slowly walked past the kneeling Juta, as if this person did not exist there.

Kaihuos and others followed behind him without falling to the ground, and rode past the kneeling man waiting beside him.

Juta knelt on the ground, bowing his head deeply.

He watched the horseshoe pass by him one by one.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, only the pattering of horseshoes kept ringing beside him.

No one spoke to him, not even scolding or scolding.

Everyone turned a blind eye to him, as if there was no such person.

Obviously, his stomach was all the words that he had already thought of begging for mercy to the crown prince and confiding in his compulsiveness, but at this moment, Yuta could not say a word.

His heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible big hand, almost suffocating him.

The arrow wound on his shoulder suddenly and sharply hurt, and his body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

The horse walked through the wide vestibule, and before the gate of the castle, Garland got off his horse and walked into the castle.

The hall was very quiet. Both soldiers and servants knelt on both sides, knelt on the ground, bowed their heads deeply, and humbled their foreheads against the ground.

At this moment, only the footsteps of Garlan and others continued to echo in the hall.

Garland never stopped. He walked quickly, led by a soldier who sneaked into the castle disguised as a slave, and walked straight through the hall, across the courtyard at the back, and came to a huge cold storage at the back of the castle. Before.

The door was opened, and a large white mist suddenly poured out.

The boy kept walking and plunged into the cold white mist.

Going to the depths of the room, an ice coffin came into Garlan’s eyes.

The familiar stalwart body lay there quietly.

Admiring the bravery of the Lion King, the Castadans rarely conquered the remains of King Camos.

With slightly curly short golden brown hair scattered on the ice and snow, the Lion King lay quietly, as if only sleeping.

The dilapidated black-red armor still stained with blood that cannot be wiped off was wrapped around the tall body, dark brown skin, and the strong and powerful arms on his chest.

The line of the sleeping face is still strong, well-defined, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a slightly short stubble on the chin.

It was like the day when a little child and a man first met.

From that day on, there is always only a short stubble on a man’s chin.

Time never seems to pass.

Standing next to the ice platform, Garlan leaned over, and his long golden hair fell from his shoulders and landed on the cheeks of the sleeping lion king.

He bowed his head and kissed the cold forehead.

Just like before, many times, when the night came and the darkness fell every day, his king brother would kiss his forehead, as if guarding him in the dark.

My brother.

my father.

King of Aaron Landis.

The glorious and immortal lion.

The gods crown you.

You have been gloriously added and returned to the kingdom of the gods.

But I believe.

Standing in the hands of the gods, you will still look down on the land of Aaron Landis that you guard.

In the kingdom of the gods, you will still be watching…the me you guard.

…

Gallan raised his head, his gaze fell on the sleeping King Camos’s head.

Among the brown curly hair, the gold crown of lapis lazuli intertwined with bay leaves was worn on the head of the lion king.

The sky-like lapis lazuli gem was stained with a drop of blood, and the blood seemed to seep into the gem. For some reason, after so long, it still seemed to have just flowed out that red color.

That drop of blood.

The red is dripping, and will not flow.

Garlan stretched out his hand and took off the lapis lazuli and gold crown on King Camos’ head.

He knelt on one knee in front of the sleeping lion king.

The cloak stained with blood was scattered around his feet.

Eyes closed.

The soft-lined cheeks are more tenacious at this moment.

Bow your head.

White hands held up the golden crown.

The young man put the lapis lazuli crown dotted with blood beads on his head.

…

Kaihuos stood at the door, did not enter, and Shinyas who wanted to follow Garlan to enter was also stopped outside the door.

Prince Garland certainly didn’t want others to see his crying fragile appearance.

Kehos thought.

Even as the guardian knight himself.

The sunlight shining brightly on this scene, but it did not illuminate the heavy heart of the blond knight guarding the door.

He stood at the door in silence and waited.

Time passed by one minute and one second, just a quarter of an hour, but it was extremely long to him, and every second made him feel like he was suffering in the fire.

Just when Kayjos was almost unable to wait, he creaked and the door reopened.

Garlan’s figure emerged from the white mist and stood in front of the crowd again.

The wind blowing in front of him lifted the light blue cloak behind him high in that instant, and then, once again, it gently draped on his back.

The icy white mist slowly dissipated around him, as if a young man was coming from amidst the ice and snow.

Kayjos’s pupils shrank sharply.

He saw the lapis lazuli and gold crown of laurel leaves on the prince’s golden hair.

The crown of King Camos.

The lapis lazuli gold crown reflects the bright sunlight.

After a night of melee, Garlan’s white cheeks were stained with dust, and his body was still stained with blood.

The long sword on his waist reflects a chilling light.

The juvenile’s body is as long as usual, slightly slender, and has a beautiful face.

But at this moment, when the young man stood there, an inexplicable aura leaked from him.

That kind of aura actually gave a faint sense of oppression.

That made Kaihuos have an instant loss of consciousness at this moment.

majesty.

That invisible sense of oppression is called majesty.

Although it was still very weak, as if it had only recently emerged, but at this moment, he truly felt from the young prince the aura that he had only felt in King Camos in the past.

——That is the majesty of the king——

Recovering from the momentary trance, Kaihus looked at the prince who had already moved forward.

The golden crown and the golden hair complement each other, brighter than the sunlight in the sky.

The golden light was reflected in the only remaining green pupils, and a bright smile appeared in the knight’s eyes, and he quickly caught up with Garlan’s steps.

That is his king.

The king is stronger and tougher than anyone else.

…

………………

At noon, the whole city of Rudas was very lively.

The city has been silent for too long, as if it were dead.

Now, it finally came alive again.

With excitement, the city dwellers flocked to the center of the city, to the castle that they had shunned.

At this moment, the alley was empty, and the castle was densely packed with people.

Although they are all human beings, this land is extremely quiet.

Everyone was concentrating, held their breath, raised their heads, and stared at the scene in front of them with their eyes wide open.

On the castle, the white flag symbolizing Gasdade fell from the flagpole.

It was discarded at will, and disappeared in the depths of the jungle.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the red lion flag with gold stripes fluttered in the sun and slowly rose to the sky.

The fiery red flag finally flew over the castle, over the city of Judas again.

In the red flames burning high in the sky, the golden lion seemed to roar at the sky and the earth.

Everyone looked at the flying red flag with excitement, and in the next second, enthusiastic cheers almost overturned the roof of the castle.

Everyone yelled and cheered unbridledly with their hands raised.

They yelled like crazy, tears filled their eyes, as if they wanted to vent all the pain and fear they had endured this month.

Among the cheering crowd, an elderly woman was supported by her son.

She stood trembling, tilted her head up, staring motionlessly at the familiar fiery red lion flag, her eyes showed a look of peace of mind.

Her son was supporting her by the side with a look of excitement.

“I said, there will be nothing wrong, surely nothing will happen!”

He shouted to his mother in the loudest voice among the deafening cheers around him.

“There is the crown prince! He will protect Aaron Landis, protect us, just like King Camos—”

He shouted while looking up.

“Look, the crown prince is there!”

On the open balcony of the castle, the young prince stood there.

Perhaps his body does not look as burly as the Lion King, but at this moment, as long as he stands there, everyone feels extremely relieved.

They cheered, shouted, for the crown prince.

For Aaron Landis.

…………

On the other side of the cheering people, a girl in linen clothes covered her mouth in disbelief.

That is–

She looked at the young man standing on the high platform and recognized the familiar figure at a glance.

Prince?

Was the crown prince who rescued her that night?

The girl’s mind was blank at the moment.

This surprising thing stopped her thinking temporarily.

She just covered her mouth like this, staring blankly at the beautiful blond boy in her memory.

Yes.

She did not admit her mistake.

it’s him.

Although it was too far away to see her face, the figure was just as she remembered, which made people feel at ease.

The golden hair is like sunshine that can warm everything.

So… he is the crown prince…

Saved the crown prince of the city.

Can’t tell why, suddenly, a tear fell from the corner of the girl’s eyes covering her mouth.

【Do not be afraid. 】

She suddenly remembered the warm smile the boy gave her that night.

That reassuring voice seemed to ring in her ears again.

【I promise you that. 】

The girl closed her eyes, tears rolled from her cheeks, and wet the back of her hand.

[Everything will go back to the past. 】

She didn’t know why she cried so hard all of a sudden.

But the sorrowful corners of his eyes were crying uncontrollably.

She couldn’t help crying.

…

Do not be afraid.

My people.

I assure you that everything will go back to the past.

I will let Aaron Landis go back to the past.