A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 228. Part Two【End】

The wind and sand in the desert roll up the loess, so that people can only see the hazy traces in the distance.

Everywhere he could see was scorched earth, barren earth, and when the wind and sand swept past, a trace of numerous bones was vaguely visible from the sand.

The scorching sun is exposing this land.

The violent wind howled, blowing layers of yellow sand up the sky, and the sky was full of sand.

He stood on the scorched earth with no end in sight and looked around blankly. The hot wind swept across his cheeks, bringing a burning and painful sensation.

There was dead silence all around, and there was no vitality, as if this land had already died.

It was a strange place, and it was a strange scenery that he had never seen before, but it made him feel very familiar.

When I looked at this lifeless land, my chest seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and an indescribable feeling of discomfort emerged from the depths of my body.

A huge ruin was looming in the sand, the huge stone pillars rose from the ground, the pillars corroded by the years were incomplete, and the ruins and broken pillars collapsed on the sand.

That civilized country that has been passed down for thousands of years has been submerged in this yellow sand, and almost all its traces have been lost.

Only the wind and sand that have gone through thousands of years still stands stubbornly on the corner of the stone pillar above the earth, eroded so that only a little trace of the lion’s outline can be discerned. It is still telling posterity, the ancient and mysterious in history. The existence of the majestic country…

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Garland fell asleep on the bed, and the morning sun fell through the skylight and fell on his face.

He breathed evenly.

Then, the breathing changed a little bit, the eyelashes moved slightly, and the sleeping boy opened his eyes.

What reflected in his golden pupils was a familiar room, tall and spacious, supported by round white stone pillars, and patterns carved from green stones wrapped around it.

In the corner of the bedroom, a wisp of blue smoke rose from the incense burner, filling the room with the sweet fragrance.

The window was half open, and the breeze came in with the warmth of spring in the courtyard outside. The translucent green gauze in the bedroom flicked gently in the breeze, as thin as smoke.

After quietly looking at the familiar scenery in front of him for a while, Garlan closed his eyes again.

Everything he had seen in the dream came to his mind clearly.

——The huge ruins buried in the yellow sand——

——The future where Aaron Landis followed the trajectory of previous lives——

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In the trajectory of previous lives…

After more than a hundred years of war, the earth has become more and more dangerous, and the human heart has become more and more sinister. The people have been displaced, and bones can be seen everywhere… Perhaps because the gods are disappointed by this, they gradually began to give up sheltering this land.

So natural disasters continued and turmoil broke out.

The land was getting more and more barren, the desert was expanding day by day, spreading to the west little by little, and gradually, even the two rivers that nurtured Aaron Landis completely dried up.

In the end, the yellow sand flooded the land of Aaron Landis, and the people of Aaron Landis dispersed. The once gorgeous palace was reduced to ruins in the long wind and sand…

Thousands of years later, only from the half-covered ruins and broken pillars in the yellow sand, can they glimpse the prosperity and magnificence of the lost lion empire…

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Gallan opened his eyes.

As soon as he sat up, the magistrate who had been waiting outside noticed his movement and opened the azure veil and walked in.

Several maids followed Taputi, either holding white towels, or gorgeous clothes and accessories in their hands, or holding a golden basin with hot water, and the maids holding the freshly picked ones with Dewy flowers.

Gallan smiled at his magistrate and maids and got out of bed.

The other maids stood still, only the maid came forward and personally changed Garlan into the costume specially made for today.

It was an extremely gorgeous piece of clothing, brand new, as white as snow, soft as a cloud, held in the hand, as light as a swan feather.

The sleeves fell from Garlan’s shoulders like lotus petals on his side shoulders, and the fringe with gold fringe fell on the white upper arm, staggered with the golden armbands of the Shamash rune on the upper arm.

The azure waistband was tied, and it more and more outlined the tight waistline of the young man.

The pure gold neckpiece embedded with starlight-like green malachite hung over the boy’s chest, half covering the slender collarbone.

Bright long golden hair, which is better than gold ornaments, was scattered on the chest from the beautifully-lined neck of the boy, and matched with the golden neck ornaments, shining brighter and brighter against the morning sun.

With a slight movement of the young man’s hand, the dozen or so thin gold rings with different patterns on his white wrists slammed lightly against each other, making a crisp clashing sound.

Tapti carefully weaves a bunch of silk chains studded with small white pearls as large as rice grains into her little prince’s long golden hair.

Then, she pulled away her forehead like a cloud and looked at her prince.

The bright golden eyes of the young man stared at her.

Tapti smiled slightly.

she thinks.

Unknowingly, that little child has grown so old, and he is almost as tall as himself.

The magistrate looked at Garlan, the tenderness in her eyes almost overflowed.

Then, she picked up the pen that had been stained with vermilion paint that was as gorgeous as a morning glow.

With an unprecedented seriousness, she painted a scarlet Shamash rune on Garlan’s forehead with strokes.

“‘Prince’……”

Putting down the pen, she said,

“This should be the last time I call you like this.”

The Taputi magistrate gazed at the young man with her big hand tenderly, took a step forward, and gently kissed the crimson mark on the young man’s forehead like a blessing.

“My prince,” she said softly, “may the glory of the gods be with you forever.”

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When Garlan walked out the door quickly, he raised his eyes and saw several familiar figures.

Blond one-eyed knight.

The priest of the tall Shamash.

Chubby little fat man.

They don’t know how long they have been standing in the courtyard. When Garlan appeared, the untenable little fat man was going around in circles in the courtyard, circle after circle.

As soon as he saw Garlan, Tarton’s eyes lit up, and he wagged his tail happily like a big fat dog and approached him. He opened his mouth and wanted to burst out a lot of words, but he was caught by the cold noodles next to him. The priest glanced at him, and suddenly got stuck, and he swallowed all the words in his stomach.

He could only stare at Garlan with a pair of shining eyes, from top to bottom, from head to toe, scanning over and over again, and he could see stars flashing in his eyes.

The prince is pretty.

So lovely.

Too beautiful–

The little fat man, who was poor in language, stared at his wonderfully beautiful prince, repeating these words repeatedly in the bottom of his heart.

She looked at the little fat man coldly and turned his gaze back to Garlan. He stood there, even today, with his usual expressionless appearance.

However, the slight surging emotions in his eyes, and the fingers that clenched the scepter hard, all exposed his uneasy mood at the moment.

“Prince……”

Kaihus stepped forward, and just said two words, suddenly his whole person staggered backwards, as if being dragged by someone behind him.

It turned out that the big lion who was rolling in the dense grass rushed over at no time, grabbed his cloak in one mouth, and yanked it back.

When the unsuspecting Sun Knight didn’t pay attention, he was dragged away from his prince by Nega with a look of astonishment.

Before everyone recovered, the big lion pounced on it.

With a scream, the fluffy big head arched towards Garlan, and while arching, it made a low snoring sound from his throat.

Nega, who arched vigorously, immediately skewed the gold ornaments on Garlan’s neck.

The corner of the priest’s mouth twitched.

The knight who was dragged away looked at the big lion swaying his head and tails at Garlan, dumbfounded for a while.

The little fat man looked at the big lion enviously.

Gallan laughed, he reached out his arm around Niega’s big head, buried his cheek in the fluffy mane, and rubbed it vigorously.

Nega, who was rubbed comfortably, wailed again, and with a flick of his long tail, it gently pressed Garlan’s cheek with his slightly moist nose.

The young man looked at it with soft eyes, and also touched the big lion’s forehead affectionately with the tip of his nose.

Then, he raised his eyes and scanned the three people in the courtyard, and then looked back at the magistrate who was standing quietly behind him with the cloak in his hands and smiling at him.

he thinks.

They grew up with them.

From now on, I will always walk with myself.

Garlan, who was holding the big lion, laughed.

He smiled happily.

As the years passed, only the youth’s smile never changed, and it was still as bright as the first sight.

When he laughed, it seemed to have surpassed all the beauty in the world.

“let’s go.”

Garlan smiled and said to everyone, taking the lead in the direction of the palace gate.

The big lion shook his long golden mane and followed him closely.

Everyone looked at each other, showing knowing eyes, and then followed the pace of their prince together.

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This is a special day for the people of Aaron Landis.

The new king of Aaron Landis is about to be born.

The square of the gods.

The square in front of the magnificent palace.

The ground paved with white stone is almost invisible at a glance.

A Tongtian Avenue leads to the end of the square, and a huge trapezoidal platform made of yellow jade stands there.

The long stone steps slanted upward, like letting this pale yellow platform rise into the sky.

Above the top of the high platform is a golden throne.

The giant stone statue, the stone statues of the gods of Aaron Landis surrounded the back of the high platform.

The gods looked down ahead.

The huge throne made of pure gold shone dazzlingly in the sun.

Only the children of the gods can sit on the throne.

The sun is high above the sky, and white clouds float slowly in the sky, sometimes blocking a little sunlight.

The lion flag with gold stripes on a red background burns like a flame in the sky.

Gallan raised his head and looked up.

The long topaz stone steps are right in front of him.

The red carpet embroidered with golden borders spreads diagonally upward on the stone steps, paved a path to the Supreme Throne.

He stood here three times in total.

Every time, it is a bright sunny moment.

The brilliance of Shamash shone on the land of Aaron Landis, overlooking everything on the earth.

For the first time, he was declared the younger brother of King Camos.

At that time, he was still very young.

Walking on the stone steps, as long as you look up, you can see the tall figure in front of him.

He followed the figure step by step up.

The second time, he was canonized as the crown prince of Aaron Landis.

He walked up alone.

But as long as you raise your head, you can see the reassuring figure sitting firmly on the throne, watching him move forward step by step.

Now, it is the third time.

He can only move forward alone.

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A gust of wind whizzed across the huge square, blowing white clouds in the sky.

Floating clouds filled the sky, letting the sun’s rays fall deep or shallow on the earth.

There was a hand gently pressing on his arm, and the warm touch made Garlan wake up from a trance.

The blond hair on his forehead was swayed endlessly by the wind, and even the light shadow with that hair was swaying lightly on his forehead.

Gallan did not look back.

He knew who the man standing behind him was.

He felt the rough scars on the palm of the hand that was pressing on his arm.

“Go ahead.”

The man’s low voice came from behind.

The hand on his arm pushed forward slightly.

That force is obviously inaudible, but it seems to be conveying an invisible force.

The moment Garlan stepped forward, he turned his head and looked behind him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the owner of that hand.

Himos was standing behind him, a black armor, standing straight in place like a black pine, in a guarding posture.

The eyes of the two met for a moment.

Just a moment.

But time seemed to have jumped for thousands of years at the moment they looked at each other.

Garlan retracted his gaze, turned back, and looked at the long stone steps in front of him.

He stepped up.

When he walked up, the azure cloak spread out behind him and dragged it long and large on the fiery red carpet.

To his side, a golden lion walked with him.

Garlan walked up step by step.

After walking a few steps, suddenly, a shadow of the corners of the scarlet cloak passed by his eyes.

He was in a daze.

That may be his illusion.

Or maybe it’s just the illusory light and shadow formed by the dark or shallow sunlight under the cover of white clouds.

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Vaguely and vaguely, he seemed to see the familiar tall figure appearing in front of him.

The figure led him and walked forward.

Time seems to have returned to a long, long time ago.

When he was still very young, this tall figure took him step by step onto the high platform.

As it is now.

He led him forward.

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The stone steps are very long, but they will eventually finish.

When Garlan’s feet walked up the last stone steps, the phantom melted into the bright sunlight.

‘He’ has reached the end.

Garlan raised his head and saw the golden throne appear in front of him.

The priest of Shamash, wearing a crown of green olive leaves, stood on the side of the high platform, and the head of the Royal Knights Sage stood beside him holding a red brocade disc.

The gold crown of lapis lazuli is draped on a soft brocade.

The diamond-shaped lapis lazuli was stained with a little blood, just like a drop of blood that had just been dripped on, it would flow, bright red.

Sa Ge looked at the lapis lazuli crown in his hand.

No matter how the crown worn by King Camos is wiped and cleaned, the blood on the lapis lazuli seems to have penetrated into the gem, and it is integrated with it, and it cannot be wiped off.

Someone once suggested that it was better to recreate a crown for the new king, but Gallan refused.

‘I must wear it and use this scarlet crown to warn everyone, never forget the hardest moment of Aaron Landis. ‘

At that time, the crown prince said to everyone.

Xiemuer’s soft cough made Sage wake up from the memory.

Looking away from the crown in front of him, he took a deep look at the young prince, then leaned over and fell to the ground on one knee.

He raised his head and slowly raised the disc with the lapis lazuli crown.

Xiemuer stretched out his hands.

He would lift up the golden crown and put it on the head of the crown prince standing in front of him.

But just as Xiemuer stretched out his hand, Garlan suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Xiemuer, with his right hand pressed against Xiemuer’s hand.

The young man turned his head to look at his priest.

He didn’t say anything, his eyes were calm when he looked at Xie Muer, but Xie Muer clearly saw a kind of persistence in the eyes of the young man.

After looking at each other in silence for a few seconds, Xie Muer chose to retreat under that firm gaze.

He retracted his hand and took a step back.

Like Sa Ge, he lowered his eyes, leaned over and knelt.

The white robe, which was originally slender and dusty, fell to the ground following his kneeling.

The lion next to Garlan gently swayed his head, his huge eyes staring at the golden crown in front of him curiously, his head lowered, as if he was about to leaning in and sniffing.

The boy stretched out his hand and patted its head, and it squatted down obediently.

Nega looked at Garlan and blinked meekly like a cat.

At this moment, the square of the gods is very quiet.

Under the high platform are countless people. The soldiers of Aaron Landis, armed with silver guns and dark armor, stand erect on the ground.

In the distance, countless people surrounded the square, watching here.

Looking at the black and crushed piece, there is no end in sight.

However, this land where countless people stood was extremely quiet.

Everyone stood quietly, staring at the high platform motionlessly, like countless sculptures standing on the ground.

Garlan looked at the golden crown that was offered to him, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the drop of blood on the lapis lazuli with his fingertips.

The man who led him has reached the end.

Entrust the throne to his hands.

And he will sit on the throne and take over that person and move on.

He will succeed that person and guard the land of Aaron Landis.

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The wind whizzed across the high platform, lifting the young boy’s long golden hair in the air like a cluster of golden clouds.

Garlan raised his hand and put the lapis lazuli crown on his blond hair.

The drop of blood on the lapis lazuli was as red as the crimson Shamash rune on his forehead.

The stone statues of the gods surrounding the high platform were bathed in sunlight, with their heads slightly lowered, looking down at the throne.

It was as if the gods of Aaron Landis were watching this scene with their own eyes.

Much attention.

The gods witness.

The young king himself crowned himself.

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The wind whizzed past, across thousands of miles of land, and came to the distant Twyllul mountain.

The majestic waterfall pours down, splashing down on the cliffs, sprinkling fine drops of water.

Layers of clouds and mist linger between the valleys, accompanied by the huge roar of the waterfall when it falls.

A snow-white white deer stands at the top of the waterfall.

Water rushed past its hoof.

It stood there quietly, looking up into the distance.

Its clear, water-like eyes seemed to span thousands of miles away, staring at the scene where the young king crowned himself.

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The huge throne stands on the high platform.

The young king wearing a crown stands before the throne.

The golden lion stood beside the throne.

On the endless ground below the high platform, the black crowd knelt to the ground, bowing their heads piously to their young new king.

Clouds float in the sky, and the sun disappears and disappears in the clouds, making the sunlight falling on the earth suddenly darker and shallower.

Garlan looked down at the earth in front of him, and the countless people of Aaron Landis who knelt at his feet.

Aaron Landis.

The kingdom he guards.

The place where the sun can reach is the land of Aaron Landis.

He will never let this majestic country fade away a little bit like in his dreams, and eventually disappear into the desert forever in the long years.

Aaron Landis will be immortal forever.

The young king sat down on the golden throne.

And at the moment Garlan sat on the throne–

Suddenly, the golden lion that had been sitting quietly beside the throne let out a roar.

The roar seemed to tear through the sky.

The sky seemed to be stunned by the roar of the lion, and the floating clouds drifting across the sky suddenly stopped. Then, the vast expanses of white clouds were like snow under the sun, and they all melted away in an instant.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, no more clouds.

The light of the sun poured down like a waterfall.

It was as if countless beams of light fell from the sky in an instant, landing on the land of Aaron Landis.

The sunlight is brighter than ever before, as if it melted all the darkness on the earth.

At the moment when the young king sat on the throne, the brilliance fell, allowing the entire Aaron Landis to be flooded with brightness to the extreme.

Everything in the world is bathed in golden light at this moment.

It’s like a miracle.

The whole earth was silent.

Almost everyone who was bathed in the radiance held their breath and looked up at the miraculous scene.

——The young man will eventually be king——

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Gallan.

The king of ZTE of Aaron Landis.

Aaron Landis is the thirty-sixth king.

His brother Camos died in a war with the invaders of the Gasdad. He ascended to the throne at a young age, inherited his brother’s legacy, and expelled the Gasdad from the country.

After that, he repeatedly launched expeditions to Canal under the control of the Gasdad, and finally drove the Gasdad back to the far north.

…And, according to the wild history and the folk songs that have been handed down, the beauty of this young king’s appearance has made the world look at him, and no one can compare it.

He took the war against the Gasdad as an opportunity to take back the power scattered in the hands of the lords of various places, gradually disintegrated the local power, and established the king’s centralization of politics and military power.

That was the first time in the history of Aaron Landis that the embryonic form of centralized power was formed.

At the same time, during the war, he liberated a large number of slaves in the name of increasing national power, which had a great impact on the mainstream slaves at that time.

Aaron Landis therefore surpassed other countries on the continent and abolished slavery first.

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King Gallan.

He is known to the world for his justice and wiseness.

Everyone was convinced by it.

He was deeply supported and loved by the people of Aaron Landis because of his compassion and love for the people.

Later generations will call him, [Xianming King].

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At the request of some friends who didn’t know the topography and geomorphology, I drew a scribbled topographic map of the continent’s countries.

The stickers here seem to be only available on computer websites, and mobile phones do not seem to work. Friends who can’t see them can also go to my Weibo and search for [Su Wang-like Tianluoshui] to find them.

“Aaron Landis Landform Map”

The red dotted line is the attack and retreat route of the Gasdad.

PS: All the cities and terrains where names appear in the picture have had incidents. Do you remember those things? Hahaha~~

Aaron Landis Landform

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Your support is my motivation.

The second part of the throne is over.

[The young man will eventually be king]

Like the title of this movie, this is its main theme.

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The little prince will grow up after all.

For his brother

For the future of Aaron Landis

He must sit on that throne

I see everyone’s heartache

But the child has to grow up to face the ups and downs of the future.

As written in my article

The sun sets, but when the long night will finally pass, the new sun will rise again.

Today, he has grown up.

There will still be many people by his side, guarding him, and going on.

Thank you everyone for staying with the little prince until now, and bowing~~ I hope that in the future, everyone will also be with our King Xian Ming (laughs).

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The end of this part, the author who has been working hard to persevere and feels that his body has been hollowed out applies for a while, rest four or five days before starting the third part_(:з」∠)_

The third and final one of the throne, the name is temporarily undecided.

Anyway, the content is probably…

The little prince is an adult, and Ma Ma allows him to marry…Ah, no, you can fall in love!

Having said that, He Lang had to be rejected one last time… huh.

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