A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 23. Chapter 23

The younger brother of Aaron Landis was taken hostage and taken to another place by Huimos.

Gallan also didn’t bother to give up the struggle. Anyway, the group of people was probably not Heymos’s opponent. He originally planned to watch Heymos be beaten by everyone, and he didn’t expect that group of people to be true. What can you do with Huimos.

However, Heimos would actually make fun of him, which was really unexpected by Gallan.

The future Heimos was gloomy all day long, and the word joke didn’t match this person at all.

And the current Heimos… To be honest, when he first met Heimos as a teenager, this teenager looked very arrogant and seemed to seldom interact with people, let alone joking with others. NS.

That kind of thing doesn’t exist at all.

Gallan scratched his head.

It feels… Heymos seems to be… kind of, childish?

I don’t know if this change is good or bad.

However, regardless of whether this change is good or bad, the question now is –

“Who is your princess?”

Galan hurled away from Hiemos in angrily.

Since walking all the way, the boy has been holding his hand tightly and not letting it go, as if he was afraid of him running away.

Hiemos turned his head and looked at the child whose cheeks were bulging because of a tantrum.

The child’s face was originally filled with baby fat, and when it swelled up, it was even more chubby. It was wrapped in the soft blond hair, and it made people want to poke it when they looked at it.

The boy thought for a moment if he stretched out his hand to squeeze Garlan’s face a few times, how likely would he be disliked by Garlan.

After thinking about it, he resisted the urge to pinch the child’s soft cheeks, and just rubbed the fluffy blond hair.

He said, “Isn’t it?”

The boy raised his eyebrows and said, “The little princess is always going to be taken away by the devil, right?”

If it had been before, Huimos himself would have thought that what he said was very ridiculous.

But now, looking at the puffed up look of the child in front of him, he couldn’t help but want to tease the child again.

Moreover, Little Gallan is much cuter than the so-called little fathers in fairy tales.

He thought to himself.

If he is the devil, he will also catch this in front of his eyes.

The corner of Gallan’s mouth twitched. He looked at the way Heymos raised his eyebrows and looked down at him, knowing in his heart that the more he lost his temper, the more he would please Heymos. Heymos’s words were deliberate. Annoy him.

I am not angry.

not angry.

The real me is older than Huimos. Why is I angry with a child?

After repeatedly admonishing him several times in his heart, Gallan’s breath slowly calmed down.

He looked up and smiled at Huimos.

“So, you are the devil?”

The child seemed innocent with a smile.

He said: “There will be a knight to rescue the princess, take the princess away, and then the devil will be killed by the knight~~”

Huimos frowned.

Obviously it was just childish words from a child, but for some reason he was a little uncomfortable listening to it.

However, it was not the last sentence that made him uncomfortable, but the middle sentence.

As long as he thinks of someone taking this kid smiling at him away from him, he feels very uncomfortable.

After deliberately saying that sentence, Garland saw Heimos frowning.

Suddenly, he was in a good mood.

Anyway, as long as Hiemos is unhappy, he is happy.

He was thinking so comfortably. Heymos seemed to understand something, frowning and showing an indifferent expression, raising his hand to pat his head.

“As long as the demon king kills all the knights.”

Said the black-haired boy, an understatement.

The corner of Gallan’s mouth twitched again.

“Don’t tamper with the ending casually, everyone knows that the devil is destined to be killed by the knight.”

“Tampering? That’s not tampering.”

Huimos smiled.

“There is no destiny, and there is no destiny.” He said, raising a hand and squeezing in the void, as if grasping something forcefully, “Our fate is determined by ourselves.”

“…”

This time, Gallan did not speak any more.

He looked at Huimos in silence, the now young boy clenched his fists, and his golden red eyes showed unabashed contempt for so-called destiny.

A person who is strong enough to change his fate…

It is this person who will forcibly step on the so-called destiny under his feet in the future!

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The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was fainting, sweeping across the earth with the sweet breath of the morning.

Early in the morning, a group of people were in the martial arts training ground. One of the boys with short flax hair was standing there, holding the bow in both hands, pulling it apart, pulling the bow to its limit.

After concentrating for a while, he suddenly let go.

With a bang, the arrow from the string penetrated the abdomen of the opposite doll’s target.

The other teenagers around screamed, and the bow and arrow instructor next to him also showed a satisfied look and nodded.

Ten arrows all hits, this is the best result so far in this test. This young boy with short flax hair has always been a leader in the course of archery, and he has made great progress.

After the instructor nodded in satisfaction, he turned his gaze to the next one.

Then, his eyes twitched slightly.

The next test is Prince Garland.

When the blond little prince stepped forward with a bow and arrow, the surroundings fell silent. Everyone looked at each other and knew well.

Sure enough, when Prince Garland finished shooting the ten arrows, he looked at the two arrows that were only on the puppet’s target – and the two arrows that were still on the puppet’s knees, and everyone fell into silence.

The middle-aged uncle who is a bow and arrow mentor rubbed his temples, only feeling a headache.

This is almost a month, and Prince Garlan’s archery has not improved at all.

As everyone watched silently, Garlan came down griefly.

… This time he really didn’t make such a bad result on purpose, but he really couldn’t do it in archery. He really didn’t understand, a target that was so far away, the so-called key parts were just a little bit from a distance, so small—he wondered why some people shot it accurately?

Gallan was wondering here, one of the few shots had already gone up.

It’s a little different from others. Heymos is holding a longbow. That bow is generally for adults. Because it takes a lot of strength to open the bow, the underage teenagers can’t pull it to the full. bow.

Hiemos stood there, the brown-skinned shoulders and arm muscles tightened and slightly bulged almost visible to the naked eye.

The longbow in his hand was steadily pulled into the shape of a full moon by him, and the bowstring had obviously been stretched to its limit.

His fingers, which were tightened to the point of whiteness, loosened–

With a hum, the shot arrow seemed to break through the air, galloping away like lightning, and instantly penetrated the doll’s head.

He didn’t stop breathing, and shot out arrow after arrow.

The next few arrows also hit the throat and heart of the puppet’s target.

The martial arts field was silent for a while.

Some teenagers who admire the strong can’t help but want to applaud, but they are worried that it will make Prince Garlan uncomfortable. Huimos.

Some people’s faces became more and more ugly. They felt that Prince Gallan accidentally missed his hand, and his grades were not good. Prince Heymos had performed so well. This contrast—isn’t it intentional to hit Prince Gallan on the face? ?

Yes, Prince Huimos must have done it deliberately.

At least that’s what the little fat Tal, who glared at Hiemos, felt.

He thought that Prince Huimos must be jealous of His Royal Highness Gallan’s favor, and he deliberately tried to make His Highness faceless twice.

He approached Garlan and patted his chest.

“Wait, Your Highness, I will definitely help you find a place!”

Garlan glanced at him, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

So the little fat man set off arrogantly.

…

Ten minutes later, he came back dingy.

His performance was worse than that of Garlan, and Garlan shot two or three at any rate. He missed all ten arrows.

I knew it would be like this.

Gallan, who didn’t have any hope for the little fat man, thought so.

This time the temporary test is over, and everyone has dispersed in twos and threes. Two or three teenagers hesitated for a while, then walked to Huimos and talked to him in a low voice.

For those who took the initiative to speak to himself, Heimos, who had been isolated, neither showed a happy expression nor rejected others thousands of miles away. He looked calmly and talked with those teenagers.

The little fat man stared at the teenagers who took the initiative to talk to Huimos, and memorized the names of the teenagers in the notebook one by one.

For him, the actions of those people at the moment are betrayals of His Royal Highness Gallan, and they are absolutely unforgivable!

Taer was so angry here, Garlan didn’t pay attention to it at all. He walked straight to the bow and arrow test field and picked up the bow and arrow again.

To tell the truth, in terms of knowledge, he deliberately scored a lower grade by falsification, but in terms of personal martial arts, he actually wanted to learn it seriously.

After all, he will leave this palace in the future. He wants to roam the entire continent. If he doesn’t have a good martial arts, wouldn’t it be very dangerous?

Moreover, among all the martial arts, archery is what he fancyes most.

You know, in his original world, there is a saying-archers have been fighting since ancient times.

Of course he has to study hard to open things!

only……

He opened the bow again and shot an arrow, watching the arrow wiping past the puppet’s target, Gallan was very depressed.

In fact, his archery skills were also very poor in previous lives.

…Could he really not have the talent for archery?

In the past few lifetimes, the betting is not a good idea?

The child was holding a bow and arrow here, depressed, suddenly a hand stretched out from behind and held it on his hand.

“Hold tight, stand firm.”

A familiar voice came from behind, and Gallan knew who it was without having to look back.

“Stand up straight, tighten your shoulders, don’t apply force with your fingers, apply force from your shoulders and arms.”

“Don’t stare at the target, stare a little bit above the target.”

Himos stood behind him and said, covering Garlan’s hands with his brown fingers, helping Garlan to adjust his finger’s fine bow-holding posture.

“It’s now, let go–”

With a buzzing sound, the arrow galloped away and slammed the chest of the opposite doll target.

Although it’s not the point, but it’s very close.

“bingo!”

“Um.”

Seeing the child in his arms smiled happily, as if infected, Hiemos also smiled.

“Come on, continue.” He said, “I will take you to practice a few more times. As long as you remember this feeling, you can shoot yourself.”

He was about to hold Garlan’s hand again and lead him to shoot a few more times, when suddenly, a commotion came from behind.

“King!”

“King Camos!”

“what–”

The teenagers who had not had time to leave panicked, kneeled, and saluted King Camos who suddenly came to the training ground.

When Huimos and Gallan turned their heads, they saw that King Aaron Landis, with brown hair like a lion, was striding forward, and Sheemur and others followed.

Something flashed under the boy’s eyes, and then bowed his head in salute, his thick black forehead blocked his eyes.

“Ah, Brother Wang?”

The people present knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, but the blond child stood in place, still holding the bow and arrow in his hand, and raised his head, shouting Brother Wang.

At first glance, he knew that this little brother was so used to it because he was used to it. One can imagine how much King Camos had condoned him.

King Camos was very happy to come to see his younger brother practicing archery, so he taught him by the way.

But when he arrived at the training ground, from a distance, King Camos was unhappy.

The little devil he had never liked so much approached his little brother and was teaching Garlan to shoot arrows.

That won’t work.

Camos thought dissatisfied.

In the future, teaching his brother to practice sword, riding, and archery is his right… Well, no, it’s his responsibility.

How can you allow others to take away this right…no, responsibility?

“Come on, Brother Wang will teach you.”

Camos ignored Heimos who was standing next to him and stroked his little brother’s head with a smile.

“Brother Wang is very good at shooting arrows.” He stood behind Garlan happily, leaning over, reaching out to hold Garlan’s hand and teaching him to shoot arrows, “Look, that’s it—”

However, something embarrassing happened.

He was originally taller than ordinary people, and the Garlan was so small that he didn’t even reach his waist. He had to squat down if he wanted to hold Garlan’s hand.

But when he squatted down, he couldn’t teach Gallan how to draw the bow hard.

Moreover, his palm was so large that he could completely wrap Garlan’s small hand in one go. The fingers were also thick, and there was no way to fine-tune the gesture of Garlan’s fingers holding the bow.

“Your teaching method is wrong.”

King Camos was entangled, and Huimos, who had been watching coldly next to him, suddenly spoke.

“what?”

“The bow holding posture you teach now is to use a strong bow-I know you are used to using a strong bow, but you also know that different bows have different ways of using them, and there are subtle differences in gestures and various aspects. And Garlan can’t use a strong bow. If you teach him your habit of controlling a strong bow, you will only teach him in the wrong direction.”

King Camos: “…………Oh.”

After he finished, he could only give up personally teaching his little brother about archery, and stood up angrily.

Garlan held the bow in his hand, thought for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Heimos with his big golden eyes.

“Then you continue to teach me?”

Garland thought.

The mortal enemy is the mortal enemy, but he will never be polite to learn from the mortal enemy.

For the sake of so-called self-esteem, let the people who are the most powerful in archery besides King Camos not learn it, is that stupid?

Huimos didn’t speak, but walked straight over, standing behind Garlan as before, holding his hand and continuing to teach him.

King Camos stood behind and watched.

Although Huimos was also bigger and taller than Garlan, he was only a few years older. As long as he bends down, he would just hold Garlan in his arms.

He stood behind Garlan, while holding Garlan’s hand to teach gestures, the posture was just right for him to reach Garlan’s ear, and he whispered in Garlan’s ear. At a glance, it looked like two children were talking together intimately.

Camos is getting more and more depressed.

He always felt like his little brother was snatched away by this stinky kid.

He turned depressed and left here.

Garland devoted himself to learning archery from Heimos, and did not pay attention to his brother Wang and left dejectedly.

Heymos, who had noticed, turned his head and took a look. No one noticed, and the corner of his mouth was raised without a trace.

King Camos, who had gone on his way and returned from defeat, thought for a while on the way back, and spoke.

“Xiemuer.”

“Yes?”

“I haven’t done much exercise in the past few days. Come, go to the arena and practice with me.”

“Yes.”

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Then the priest of Shamash, who was still inferior to the Lion King even though his force value was excellent, was beaten unceremoniously by King Camos in the arena.

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King Camos: “There is a stinky kid who snatched the little brother with me, and I am happy. I am an adult and can’t bully the kid, and I’m even more angry. Well, I have to beat Xiemur.”

Xiemuer who was beaten up: “…”

Well, after all, it was the culprit who led the wolf into the room.

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