A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 230. Chapter 230

The petals of tiny snowflakes are rolled up by the warm wind and fall from the sky rustlingly.

They passed by the young man who was held up in the air, and occasionally a few petals were stained on the young man’s golden hair.

Obviously, he was ready to land, but he was grabbed by the big brown hand outstretched abruptly in mid-air, and Gallan was taken aback.

He looked at Heimos who was holding him, and his hands, who were still hanging in the air, instinctively pressed the black shoulders of Heimos’ shoulders, and it seemed that he hadn’t reacted yet.

The slightly widened golden eyes stared at Heimos in a daze, as if trying to think about why this person suddenly appeared in front of him.

It’s like a kitten leaping swiftly and wanting to run away. Suddenly it was picked up in the air. The confused eyes were so cute that the corners of Heymos’ lips rose. It’s getting worse.

He didn’t put Garlan down, so he continued to hold it in the air.

A few strands of soft gold thread hung down from above, scattered on his naked arms, like golden ornaments wrapped around honey-colored skin.

“Caught it.”

Huimos made a low voice with a little smile.

He looked up at Garlan.

Obviously, the sharp eyes are slightly raised, but when the boy lifted up by himself is reflected, the tenderness of the golden red eyes seems to overflow.

Even the tiny petals that rustled past him seemed to be infected with this gentle breath, and were stained with a soft pink by the setting sun.

After recovering, Gallan patted Heimos on the shoulder hard.

“Let me down.”

Being held up in the air, he said badly.

Huimos smiled and put Garland down obediently.

Even with a powerful force far superior to others, his action to put the boy down was still extremely careful and gentle, as if he was holding a treasure that would shatter when the wind blows in his hand.

Even if Gallan had landed, his fingers were still firmly held on Gallan’s waist, and he released it after confirming that he was completely stable.

“When did you come back… well, no, how do you know I am here?”

Gallan was puzzled.

It has become a daily routine to lose a trace of himself, and even the rigid and serious Xiemur has been tossed by him to the point of losing his temper.

He still has a sense of measure. Even if he disappears, he usually does not exceed three or four hours. When the time is up, he will go back by himself.

When he was not very proficient at the beginning, Xie Muer was able to find him quickly, but as his sneaking skills became more and more proficient, if he did not take the initiative to go back, Xie Muer would hardly find him.

But what makes Gallan wonder is that no matter where he hides, Heimos can always find him easily.

It’s like now, even if this guy hasn’t returned to the palace before he sneaks, he can catch himself upright.

“I came back an hour ago.”

Huimos answered only the first question cunningly.

In the sky above his head, the black eagle, which could only see small black spots because it was flying too high, spread its wings and flew into the distance.

Under the sharp eagle eyes, the entire vast palace is unobstructed.

Anu circled the sky above the palace, and it couldn’t be easier to find Garlan.

Of this, Huimos would certainly not tell Garland.

It was the same this time, Black Hawk Anu took him to find here.

Inside of white stone wall.

In a small garden surrounded by high stone walls, the teenager lying sideways on the azure cloak spread on the grass sleeps soundly, with long golden hair spreading out on the grass, reflecting the sunlight, as if it were flowing gold stream.

Separated by a wall.

The outside of the white stone wall.

The sun fell on the handsome face of the man in dark armor holding his arms and leaning on the stone wall. He lowered his head slightly, and his dangling eyelashes cast a shallow shadow on his cheeks.

Huimos waited quietly.

He could clearly hear the familiar shallow breathing of the teenager who was sleeping shallowly from the opposite side of the stone wall.

The dense olive tree crown above shrouded his upper body in the mottled shadow of the tree. Occasionally, a few small white petals fell from the waiting man.

The thin lips were pressed lightly, and at this moment, even the shadow of the eyelashes falling on his cheek seemed to reveal a touch of tenderness.

He waited patiently for a long time, and finally waited for the boy who fell from the sky.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

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“How do you know I will jump from here?”

Huimos raised his hand and pointed at the olive tree above with his thumb.

“Only here is this tree sticking out of the wall.”

“…How long have you been waiting here?”

“One hour.”

“…”

In other words, did Huimos find him as soon as he returned to the palace?

Garland glanced at Hiemos.

It seems that this guy did come directly to him as soon as he came back, and the armor on his body hadn’t been replaced yet.

“You somehow go back and change your armor first.”

As Galan said, raising his hand, knocking on the dark breastplate with his knuckles with his backhand.

Heymos’ armor is specially made, which is far more rigid than ordinary armor. Ordinary weapons can’t cause damage to it at all, but on the other hand, its weight is far greater than ordinary armor.

…Anyway, Gallan knows himself well. If he wears it instead, let alone fighting, he can be crushed by just walking a distance.

“Even if you don’t feel heavy, normal people will feel hot in this weather, right?”

The hand knocking on the opponent’s chest was held by Hiemos, and Gallan raised her eyes and met Hiemos’s eyes, hanging down slightly to stare at him.

Those golden red eyes seemed to be full of sunset clouds on the horizon at this moment.

Huimos looked at Garlan, as if entwining the figure of a young man in the crimson sunset under his eyes.

He said, “I want to see you.”

Even one second earlier.

Although the latter sentence was not said, Gallan could clearly read the meaning from the golden-red pupils staring at him steadily.

This is not a sweet talk deliberately.

Gallan knew very well that the man in front of him was just bluntly speaking out what he wanted in his heart.

Huimos has always declared his feelings before him so frankly.

However, Piansheng is such a natural and calm posture that makes people…difficult to resist.

Perhaps because the setting sun was still very hot, Gallan felt that the tips of his ears were a little hot.

Depressing the slightly hot feeling in his heart, he opened his mouth, just about to say something.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The loud noise came from inside the stone wall.

It seemed that someone smashed the stone wall with a fist inside, and the hard stone wall seemed to shake because of the strength. Even the olive tree leaning against the stone wall swayed, and the white petals rained down rustlingly, and the two people under the tree fell together.

Uh, I almost forgot.

Xiemuer was still inside.

Gallan, who was covered with small white petals, finally remembered the high priest who was chasing behind him.

I was so angry that I smashed the wall in disregard of the image in front of my subordinates…

Gallan could even imagine the appearance of Xiemur’s face in the stone wall with anger at this moment.

Facing the angry high priest, the young king decisively decided to avoid his sharp edge first.

Flee first.

According to past experience, confronting the furious Xiemuer is no different from looking for death. It is better for him to wait until Xiemuer’s anger is gone before going back.

“go.”

Gallan said.

He didn’t wait for Huimos to answer. The hand held by Huimos on his chest, a backhand, grabbed Huimos’ hand tightly.

Then, he dragged Huimos and hurriedly fled from here, throwing the angry high priest into the stone wall.

At the moment Garland was dragged and ran away, Heimos was taken aback.

But he quickly reacted.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell from the back of the teenager who was dragging him away to the hands held by the two.

They are like this… Is it a bit like elopement?

This black knight, who was unrelenting in the battlefield and frightened everyone, thought this secretly in his heart at this moment, and then he was satisfied with his brain.

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He ran to remote places along the way, and when he was far away, he was sure that his high priest couldn’t catch up and couldn’t find him. Gallan stopped then.

He bent over, pressed his hands on his thighs, panting violently.

Because he was worried about being caught up by Xiemur, he didn’t dare to stop at all. He ran at the fastest speed for more than ten minutes before daring to stop and catch his breath.

The weather was already hot. During this run, sweat on his forehead oozes out, and the blond hair on his forehead is sticking to the skin, which is really uncomfortable.

Garlan turned his head and looked around, saw a pool not far away, and immediately straightened up and walked over quickly.

A few white lotus flowers are still in buds, swaying gently in the wind.

The emerald green lotus leaf floats on the clear water. With the fluctuation of the water, a few drops of water roll on the emerald green leaf surface.

The young man leaned over and knelt by the water, stretched out his hand to hold up a puff of water and splashed it on his face.

He closed his eyes, and the remaining water droplets slid down the white skin of his cheeks, dripping back from his chin back into the pool.

The refreshing cold water took away the heat on the face, washed away the sweat, and made people feel a lot refreshed.

He breathed out a little, then stood up.

Raising his hand, the blond hair that slipped from the shoulder to the chest was picked up at the back of the shoulder, and Garlan turned around and was about to walk back.

But as soon as he took a step, he tripped suddenly, causing him to sway unsteadily.

Gallan reacted extremely quickly, and he reached out and pressed his hand on the nearby rock to stabilize his body.

And at the same moment when he stood firmly, the hand that suddenly stretched out from the side was already behind him, obviously trying to catch him who almost fell.

However, Gallan now stands firmly on his own.

So the arm that Hiemos stretched out was hanging in the air beside Garlan, which seemed a bit redundant.

So Gallan, who didn’t need the help of Heimos at all, reached out very simply, and directly pushed away the arm that wanted to protect him.

He looked down at his right foot, looking for the cause of almost tripping.

Because of the hot weather, he is now wearing light and cool thin-soled sandals, which are cross-wrapped around the calf with long white straps.

At a glance, he saw that the white band wrapped around his right calf was unraveled. It seemed that when he got up after kneeling by the pool and washing his face, he was caught by the short branch next to him. When he stood up, he didn’t pay attention. Pulled away.

That’s why he tripped.

Gallan leaned over, trying to squat down and tie the loose belt.

But before he had time to bend down, Huimos suddenly reached out and grabbed his waist, just like just now, raising him all at once.

Garlan was taken aback, and in the next second, the person was already sitting on the rock next to him.

He was lifted up by Huimos like a child and placed on the rock.

Huimos leaned over and knelt, squatting and kneeling in front of Garland.

He re-wrapped the loose white band around his fair calf and fastened it again for Garlan.

——The behavior that was supposed to be done only by attendants or slaves, but was done by this man with a natural attitude.

His calm posture didn’t show any embarrassment in this supposedly humble manner, but gave people an indescribable gentleness.

“All right.”

Tying Garland’s shoelaces, Hiemos looked up.

He looked at Garlan’s eyes full of doting, like an unsinkable deep ocean, almost letting people drown in it.

Gallan was a little bit dumbfounded.

He remembered what happened when he was caught when he jumped down. He remembered the fact that Heymos immediately reached out to protect him after just tripping, and now, even the shoelaces are not allowed to tie… …

“Himos, you don’t need to do that.”

He sighed and said helplessly,

“Don’t you think you are a little overprotective like this? It’s really unnecessary…”

“I guess so.”

After taking a look at Garland, Hiemos replied.

He said, standing up.

But then he leaned forward again, pressing his hands on the rocks on either side of the boy.

Relying on his height advantage, he pressed down condescendingly, in a posture that almost encircled Garlan, who was sitting on the rock, in his arms.

“However, that’s also because’My Majesty’ is so pitiful and affectionate that I always can’t restrain the desire to protect him|hope.”

Obviously it was an extremely low voice, but it was born in the words “My Majesty” with a slightly higher tone.

The voice was very soft, almost whispering.

“So, in the final analysis, it’s all your fault.”

Hiemos’s deep gaze fell on the reddish eartips of the young boy in front of him.

His throat squirmed slightly, and he suppressed his desire to grab the soft ear tip with one bite|look.

He squinted and chuckled in Garlan’s ear.

“Understand?…My, Your Majesty.”