A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 26. Chapter 26

Ahhhh, it’s none of my business–

The man kneeling on the ground banged his head one after another. The red blood stains were vaguely seen on his forehead, but the man still kowtowed desperately and begged.

It has nothing to do with me anyway!

The women cried sorrowfully, stabbing their chests like needles.

Although these are the people of Aaron Landis, the current king Aaron Landis is the king’s brother, and the next one is Heymos. If I say, don’t talk about the king, even this king’s brother will not do it. Too long.

So, no matter how you look at it, it’s not my turn, right?

The cry of the crying child holding the priest’s thigh resounded through the night.

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Ah ah ah ah ah! Obviously it doesn’t matter to me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

While wailing so deep in his heart, Garlan sighed amidst the crying and crying of those people.

Then, raised his hand and pointed at himself.

“If you can’t find those kids, let those people catch me and you can find them.”

After Garlan said these words, he regretted that he wanted to slap himself in the face.

Tell you to be a hero, to be a hero.

Looking at the scene, apart from the few kids who cried with tears and noses, I was the weakest in force, so what did I have to do?

However, now that it has been said.

Under the eyes of the refugees looking at them hopefully…

Under the eyes of the king’s brother Xiemu Erhuimos and the cavalry who looked at them in astonishment…

Even for the sake of face, he can only swell his face to fill up the fat man.

Well, the so-called heroes are probably forced out like this.

Gah. Pseudo-hero. Er. I’m really afraid of death. Lan is spitting at herself in the bottom of my heart.

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Another day passed, and night fell once again.

The night wind rustled the dense canopy of the tree, the fire of the bonfire swayed in the camp deep in the woodland, and the shadows of the branches and leaves that fell on the ground also swayed endlessly.

The big camp is still quiet, but from time to time there are faint conversations like the shaking of branches and leaves. The cavalry sitting by the campfire having dinner gathered together and talked quietly. Many people looked at the biggest one not far away from time to time. tent.

Their king, and the little prince are staying inside at this moment.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the camp. Dozens of cavalry rushed forward, and the leader was the priest of Shamash.

When he arrived at the camp, Xie Mu’er took the reins, and the steed under him raised his front hoofs high and neighed and stopped. Xie Muer turned over and got off his horse. Almost the same moment he landed, the curtain of the largest camp was suddenly lifted. A tall figure walked out quickly, and two small figures followed.

King Camos walked quickly to Xiemuer, and his golden brown eyes looked at Xiemuer scorchingly.

Not only him, but all the cavalry on the scene stopped eating, talking, and other actions at this moment, and unanimously turned their eyes to this side.

The camp was very quiet for a while, only the rustle of the wind blowing over the branches and leaves sounded under the night sky.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xiemur put one hand on his chest, leaned over, and knelt down in front of King Camos on one knee.

He said, “I’m sorry, King Camos.”

The priest said this sorry, and the air seemed to pause for a while.

Camos was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He said, “I see.”

Then, he bowed his head and cast his gaze on the little figure standing beside him.

“Gallan…”

Camos whispered Garlan’s name, a little helpless in his voice.

Yesterday, after Gallan made that opinion, almost everyone opposed it.

Let the noble Prince Aaron Landis take risks for a group of commoner children, this is something they cannot imagine.

Among them, Xiemuer objected particularly fiercely.

He is the priest of Shamash, and Shamash is the sun god of justice, in charge of laws and strict classes. For him, the so-called level is absolute, and there is no room for confusion.

As the prince of Aaron Landis and the future successor to the throne, Gallan is even more important than the city of Venar. How can he commit personal dangers for a group of low-level civilian children?

He even reprimanded Garlan as a mentor on the spot.

Those refugees knew Garlan’s identity, knew it was indeed impossible, wanted to ask but didn’t dare to ask, so they could only huddled in sadness and cried silently in the corner.

But for some reason, the always obedient little prince was stubborn this time. Even if he was stubbornly trained by Xie Muer, he still pressed his lips and refused to change his words, making Xie Muer very angry.

Since he became the mentor of Prince Garlan, he hasn’t followed that tone.

The angry priest Shamash thought so angrily.

In the end, it was King Camos who made the decision.

He asked Xiemuer to take dozens of people out the next day to look for clues. The limit is one day, because as Xiemuer said, the longer the time is, the more dangerous it will be. Don’t talk about the children who are missing. , Maybe those adults are in danger.

If Sheemur could find some clues in one day, Gallan would naturally not have to take risks. However, if you still can’t find it…

In the quiet night, under the gaze of everyone, Gallan raised his head, looked at Camos, and nodded.

“Yes, Brother Wang, I will do it.”

Xie Mu’er frowned, his eyes full of disapproval. However, since King Camos has made a decision, it is impossible for him to disobey the king’s order.

“and many more.”

Huimos, who had been watching silently since yesterday, suddenly spoke.

He raised his hand and pointed to the camp that accommodated the dozens of rescued refugees not far away.

He said: “If you just need children as bait, there are several there, just find any one as bait.”

The black-haired young prince said so in a natural tone.

“Prince Huimos, although I would like to do this too.” Sheemur replied, “But those children have no effect except crying. What do you think they can do?”

“They don’t need to do anything, just make the bait. When the time comes, we will be caught and we will follow.”

Huimos answered immediately.

“But in this way, they will be very dangerous, and when they cry, it is very likely that our identity and traces will be exposed.”

“Of course it will be dangerous, so I want them to go.”

Huimos was still the kind of tone that should be so.

“It is them who want to save people. Of course the danger should be borne by them. Why should Garlan take the risk?”

Garland, who stood by and listened to Huimos and Sheemer, felt that it was time to stand up and show that he was determined to be handsome, so he spoke.

“actually, I……”

“you shut up!”

When talking to Xiemuer, Huimos, who had always appeared calm in both his expression and tone, suddenly turned his head and drank to Garlan.

The fierce light from the young golden-red eyes forced Gallan back half of what he had said.

Garlan, who was unable to speak with his mouth open, was a little dumbfounded, and then saw Hiemos turning around to continue the conversation with Sheemur.

“Don’t tell me that those children are very pitiful and shouldn’t be put in danger. Garland is not much older than them.”

“Regardless of whether the rescue is successful or not, we have done our best for this, so even if the final result is not ideal, it is not our fault.”

Knowing that Sheemur was not the one who made the final decision, Huimos looked at King Kamos without blinking and said.

“And don’t forget, Garlan is a prince, and those people are just low-level civilians.”

During the conversation between Sheemer and Huimos, Camos didn’t speak, as if thinking.

Then, he leaned over and squatted down in front of Garlan, his eyes level with Garlan.

He looked at Garlan very seriously and asked, “You know what you are talking about and what you are doing, right?”

The child’s big golden eyes blinked slightly.

“Yes, Brother Wang.”

“You are still young, and you are a prince, you don’t need to do this kind of thing, do you know?”

“Ok, I know.”

“But, you have already decided, haven’t you?”

“……Yes.”

“Even if this thing is very dangerous, you will get hurt or even lose your life?”

“…Brother Wang.” The corner of the little prince’s mouth twitched. “If you ask one more question, I’m going to regret it.”

In fact, he already regretted it a bit now.

Camos grinned, he squatted on the ground, raised his hand and rubbed his little brother’s head vigorously.

“good.”

He laughed loudly, and then said decisively.

“You do it!”

He said, looking at Garlan’s eyes burning.

“You are the prince of Aaron Landis, and the brother of my Camos! No one can object to what you want to do!”

King Camos’s vigorous voice echoed in the dark forest, a final word.

The black-haired boy lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes dangled a shadow under his eyes, and the breeze that came over blew the black hair on his cheeks for a moment.

“Then, let me go.”

He said, “As long as a child, I am too. I am much better than Garlan, and my chances of success are greater than him. I can even escape by myself, which is better.”

He stepped forward.

“So, it’s up to me—”

A small white hand stretched out and held Huimos’s hand, letting the boy’s voice stop.

Huimos lowered his head and looked at Garlan, who was holding his hand.

The child tilted his head to look at him, and grabbed his hand with soft fingers.

“Really hard.”

Little Gallan, who squeezed his hand vigorously, said, “Your hand is so hard.”

Gallan held his hand in one hand and pointed at him with the other.

“Brown skin.”

Pointed to his eyes again.

“Golden eyes.”

Then he raised the hand that Heimos was holding.

“Your hands are all cocoons made by practicing swords. They are so hard, unlike my hands, they don’t have any cocoons at all.”

Heymos choked up with something he wanted to say.

With brown skin and golden eyes, most of the bloodlines of the royal family have this appearance, which is often regarded as a feature of superior nobles.

Moreover, his palms have very obvious thick calluses. The excuse of working for many years does not work, because the location of those calluses can only be known by a discerning person. It is because of long-term sword practice and archery.

Coupled with the unconcealable aura of Huimos, it doesn’t look like a poor child in a disaster.

“My words are simple. Just pretend to be the child of a wealthy businessman who was hit by this flood. No one should doubt me like this.”

Gallan’s complexion was white, unlike a superior nobleman, and he had never practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he didn’t have any calluses on his hands. At first glance, he seemed to give people a completely harmless feeling.

The boy tightened his lips, and the dark hair scattered around the corners of his eyes, casting a shadow in his eye sockets.

He didn’t speak, just clenched the soft little hand that was holding him tight.

After Galan said those words, he originally let go and wanted to retract, but Heimos was gripped tightly, and he couldn’t get it back after a few tugging.

He looked up and saw that the boy’s lips holding his hand were pressed like a thin layer of paper, and it looked like he was stubborn again.

That kind of expression made Garland suddenly remember the expression that Heymos was stubbornly trying to snatch the paper from his hand not long ago, and think about what Heymos said just now to replace him. Those words… For a while, Garlan felt a little soft.

For some reason, looking at the boy’s lips tightly closed, he had the illusion that he was bullying Huimos.

Inexplicably a little guilty, Gallan thought for a while, put his other hand on the back of the hand that Heimos had clenched to him, and patted gently as he comforted him.

“It’s okay, I have always been lucky.”

The child raised his head and met Heimos’s eyes, his small face wrapped in soft, light golden hair.

He smiled at Huimos, he smiled, the light refracted by the blond hair reflected on the child’s face, making the smile seem to glow in the dark.

“Himos, I am waiting for you to come and find me.”

Hiemos’ breathing paused slightly. He looked down at Garlan’s eyes as if there was a glimmer of light flashing. The hand he was holding Garlan loosened slightly and tightened again. .

He said: “Okay.”

A word, thrilling.

He whispered: “I’m going to find you.”

Hearing Heymos saying this, Garland had subconsciously wanted to smile at Heymos again.

However, before he had time to laugh, a hand stretched out from the side abruptly, holding his shoulder and turning him one hundred and eighty degrees.

Then, the head with the brown hair came to his eyes.

“Gallan, Brother Wang will also look for you.”

The tall and sturdy Lion King squatted on the ground, looking at Garlan, his sturdy face was full of grievances.

His eyes staring at Garlan were full of accusations, “How can you forget Brother Wang, me?”

“Huh?…Yes, yes, yes, I will also wait for Brother Wang to come to me! Brother Wang is the best!”

Gallan, who was trembling in his chest by the little aggrieved eyes of King Camos, quickly reached out and touched Camos’s face, and gave the aggrieved Lion King brother a smooth hair.

Xiemuer: “…”

Expressionless and don’t want to speak.

Cavalry: “…”

It was too dark and we didn’t see anything.

The wind was so strong that we didn’t hear anything clearly.

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Gallan probably had forgotten that he was lucky.

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A lion a wolf

You have to shun the hair, after finishing this one and the other, my heart is so tired