A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 42. Chapter 42

In a room in the high-rise building of the ruling hall, the window was open, and the wounded priest of Shamash sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed. Even in sickness, even when resting on the bed, Xiemuer still sits in a proper posture, with his back leaning on the head of the bed straight, with his hands folded on his abdomen, covering him. The blanket stretched out neatly on him, and the two sides of the stretched out were even symmetrical.

Even when he was seriously ill, his face had obviously been taken care of, there was no trace of dust in his hair, no knots in the slightly curly hair, and a clean shaved chin. If it weren’t for the snow-white bandage on the shoulder, it wouldn’t be obvious that this was a patient with serious injuries.

Ah, indeed Xiemur.

King Camos who walked into the room said with emotion in his heart.

Sitting on the bed, Xiemuer had his head sideways, looking down through the open window next to the bed, looking down at the scenes happening in the square below. He who didn’t like noise at the moment did not dislike the noise from the square. Sound, just watching everything below quietly.

His expression was faint, as calm as ever, with no expression, let alone what he was thinking at the moment.

It wasn’t until King Camos walked in that the movement made Xiemu’er turn his head.

He moved, as if he wanted to get up and salute.

Seeing his movements, Camos hurriedly walked two steps, pressing his hands on his shoulders and holding him down.

“Just lie down, if you come together and burst the arrow, it will only cause me trouble.”

Xiemuer thought about it seriously, probably because he felt that King Camos was right, so he didn’t insist on getting up and saluting King Camos.

“I heard you don’t plan to show up here?”

he asks.

King Camos gave a hum.

“If you show up here, the ministers will have to chirp and annoy people.”

“It is not appropriate to give all the credit to Prince Garland.”

“why?”

“He is still too young.”

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

If it’s too conspicuous, someone might look at it.

“Ha, is it small? I remember that when he was his age, I also took the guards to conquer the bandits.”

Prince Camos, who was only nine years old at the time, used hunting as an excuse, but he took his guards and ran to the mountains to conquer thieves. Many people were scared enough. At the time, General Aaron Landis was even more so. Drive there desperately with the army.

Who knows, when he got there, Camos actually solved the group of bandits by himself, stunned the others.

Camos smiled when thinking back to his childhood.

He leaned against the other window in the room with his arms, lowered his head, and looked down at the large square below, watching the children reunited with their parents and the people who reunited together from the heart. With a happy look, the corners of his lips rose slightly.

“How about it?”

He asked suddenly.

“what?”

Camos pounced at the square below.

He smiled and said, “How about my chosen brother?”

“…”

“Ha, the kid you look down on saved your life.”

Camos looked down, his eyes deep.

He said: “Xiemuer, that kid was actually very scared at that time.”

That day, when he suddenly appeared in El Town with a hundred horses, and appeared in front of everyone, everyone was shocked.

At that time, he did not reveal his identity, but rode over as an ordinary general, and lifted Garlan, who was standing there, on the back of his horse.

He stretched out his hand and hugged him, and he felt that the child’s back was soaked, and the muscles on the shoulders were all stiff.

It is conceivable that Gallan was in what mood at the time, with a small body, facing the mob that could easily tear him to pieces.

But no matter how scared he was, the child never took a step back.

“Sheemur, I know, you have always hoped that the heir to the throne I chose is a strong person, better as strong as I am.”

King Camos said it was very meaningful.

“However, there is a kind of power in this world that is invisible to the naked eye.”

He said, “You should feel it already, don’t you?”

Xiemuer was silent for a long time, and then he finally spoke.

“The prince said, because I am a nobleman, I have a high self-esteem, so it is impossible for me to understand what those common people want.”

He looked at King Camos and asked, “Is it really what he said?”

“Ah, this…”

Camos scratched his head, his eyes flickered.

“It seems that the prince is right.”

Xie Mu’er lowered his eyes, his face was still calm, no expressions could be seen, but there was a touch of loss in his drooping eyes.

He has always been proud of being a priest of the sun god Shamash. He has always practiced the justice of the god of justice, and he has realized that he is good enough.

Therefore, he gradually began to believe that the conclusions he had reached must be correct.

I don’t know when, he went from self-affirming arrogance to arrogant pride-he became arrogant, he began to believe that only he is right, and other people who stand against him must be wrong. ——He turned out to be such a terrible person who doesn’t allow others to speak.

He only looked at the sky, and forgot to look at his feet.

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Unexpectedly, in the end, the little prince, who was less than half his age, taught him a lesson so that he could see himself clearly.

He had always thought that the little prince was weak, like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, like a weak pet that could not survive without being cared for.

But it was the child he thought was weak, but he walked out of a safe place that night and stood in front of him and the other injured knights.

The child used his small body to protect them who were supposed to be guardians.

[Xie Mu’er, there is a kind of power in this world that is invisible to the naked eye. 】

He thought of the dark night, under the threat of a sword, under the threat of death, the bright golden eyes of the young prince, and the loud words.

[The laws of Aaron Landis cannot be trampled on. 】

…

That may be what King Camos said, which is invisible to the naked eye.

The priest of Shamash closed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth without a trace.

The trace disappeared so fast that no one could see the sudden change in the corners of the lips of the priest who was used to expressionlessly.

“Yes, King Camos, you have chosen an excellent successor.”

Xiemuer said quietly,

“Although the qualifications are different, the prince Garland you chose is indeed not inferior to the prince Huimos.”

When Xie Muer admitted that, King Camos was immediately happy.

“Ha, Xiemuer, you can be regarded as conceding defeat, I said, my vision is definitely not wrong, how can the person I fancy is not good, you have to know—”

It was the first time he was asked to give him a hard-headed priest orally to lose, and Camos was so excited that he couldn’t stop talking.

“but.”

Xiemuer’s words changed abruptly, interrupting King Camos’s bragging about himself.

“Excellent qualifications don’t mean everything.”

He said unceremoniously, “Even if Prince Garland does have excellent qualifications, as long as he continues like this, he will only be wasted, and he will definitely be left far behind by Prince Huimos and become a Mediocre people.”

King Camos hadn’t had time to be excited because of his stubborn priest’s rare surrender, and suddenly he had a bad premonition.

“So, as the teacher of your designated prince, from now on, I will spare two hours a day to teach Prince Garland myself.”

Shemur said that the time for personally teaching Garlan was changed from once a week to every day.

King Camos: “…”

When it’s over, his little brother might be crying.

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The day passed quickly, the sun fell below the horizon, and the earth dimmed.

Vernal City has restored its usual tranquility, but the festive atmosphere still remains in the city. In the dark night, lights are lit one after another, dotting the city.

This night, it seemed that every household was filled with happy laughter and warm atmosphere.

When King Camos walked into the room quickly, he saw the figure of Heimos as expected.

He hummed twice in his heart.

He said why he hadn’t seen this kid this afternoon, and he really ran to Garlan again.

The Lion King squinted his eyes and stared at Heimos, who was always looking for his little brother while he was busy.

“Brother Wang?”

The little brother shouted softly, and immediately asked Camos to throw Huimos out of his head and happily leaned in front of his little prince.

Reached out and rubbed the soft blond hair, the soft touch from his fingers made him feel good.

He leaned over, hugged Garlan, who was looking up at him, and rubbed his hair while pressing his face on the soft cheek of his little brother, and rubbed it.

Ah-I feel like the whole person has been purified.

King Camos, who had been busy all day, only felt satisfied both physically and mentally.

Garlan, who was held and rubbed by King Camos, was used to it for a long time. At first he felt a little awkward. Later, he simply regarded King Camos as a big lion who likes to cuddle, likes to hug and touch his head. To look at.

That’s right, it’s the mature version of the little milk lion Nega.

As long as he thinks about it this way, he doesn’t feel awkward right away.

“Brother Wang.” He asked, “Xiemuer, how are the other knights now?”

“Their injuries have been treated.”

“The eye injured, can he stay in the guard in the future?”

“Don’t worry, I will arrange him properly.”

Gallan hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

“The dead…”

He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, his slender eyelashes cast a shallow shadow on the child’s milky cheeks.

Camos looked at Garlan, and gently touched Garlan’s head with his big hand.

“He stood by his duty, protected you, and guarded his companions.”

He said, “He will leave with honor as the knight of King Camos.”

“Gallan, don’t think too much, it’s late at night, you should rest.” He said gently, “There is only one thing you have to do now, and that is to heal your injury as soon as possible, you know?”

The little prince nodded obediently at his brother Wang.

Then he lay down.

Camos helped Gallan tuck the corners of the quilt. The child was nestled in the soft bedding, with light golden hair scattered on the snow-white pillows, only a palm-sized face was exposed from the bedding, scattered hairs were exposed. A smooth forehead.

On that little face, big eyes like golden amber looked at him blinkingly. The little face was so cute that Camos couldn’t help but raise his lips.

He patted the quilt with one hand, then leaned over and kissed the corner of the child’s eye.

He said, “Good night, my little prince.”

After speaking, King Camos got up and left.

Hiemos, who was staying here, also walked to the bed, and it seemed that he also wanted to say goodnight to Gallan.

Before he reached the bed, he thought for a while, then suddenly turned around, closed the window that was blowing in, and closed the curtains to block the moonlight outside, and then walked back to the bed.

“Then I’m leaving too.”

Garlan was lying on the bed, her little head nodded.

He opened his mouth, intending to say goodnight to Huimos politely.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Hiemos suddenly leaning over, and that face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, making him stunned.

The boy leaned over and kissed Garlan’s forehead.

Then he got up and said lightly: “Good night.”

After speaking, Hiemos left with a blank expression on his face.

His eyes were faint and his expression was very calm. It seemed that what he had just done was as ordinary and natural as drinking water and eating.

However, when the foot stepped out of the door, the boy’s right hand was clenched into a fist, and he shook it slightly in the air.

It was like a gesture of celebrating success.

Then, he walked away quickly, his pace was brisk, and his back looked a little bit of joy.

In the room, only Garlan, whose eyes widened, had been petrified.

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The little prince: He takes advantage of me!