A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 262. Chapter 262

The once-a-week meeting of the court came to an end amidst the discussions of the ministers. Everyone withdrew, but they were all very thoughtful.

Some have frowned, some are thoughtful, and some are looking forward to it.

The news will spread soon, and I am afraid that within a day, people in the entire royal city will learn about King Garlan’s plan to send troops to Kanal.

After returning to the palace, Garlan was unconscious about throwing such a terrifying thunder. His understatement looked like he had just given an order that could not be taken for granted.

“Finally comfortable.”

He raised his head and poured down most of the ice water sent by the maid, and the boy let out a long sigh of relief.

Sitting in the bright hall for most of the day in such hot weather, it almost heated him to death.

Even if ice cubes are placed in the main hall to cool down, but such a large area and so many people is not worth it.

Back in the cool government office of his palace, sitting on a cool obsidian bench, holding cold water in his hands, Gallan felt relieved.

He leaned slightly on the bench and relaxed slightly.

“Finally able to send troops to Kanal, I think this stone in your heart can finally fall.”

After Garlan finished drinking the water, Khos spoke.

“Um.”

Holding the cold sky-blue glass cup in his arms, feeling the coolness inside, the boy hummed.

He tilted his head, his blond hair was scattered on his cheeks, and there was a golden stream of light.

“More than half a year ago, I transferred Twa from you to the west and let him practice under Karenni. At that time, I gave him a secret order to let him pay attention to the slaves of Aaron Landis in Canal. Try to find out the situation as clearly as possible.”

“At the same time, the rangers under Shuros have also been assisting Twa to inquire about their movements.”

The slender eyelashes hung down, Garland whispered.

“Their situation has always been bad, and many people have died.”

The brave warrior of Aaron Landis died as a slave at the hands of the enemy in a humiliating way.

“Unable to rescue them sooner, it’s my incompetence as a king.”

The young king said with his eyes down, his expression lost.

Aaron Landis was still in chaos at the time, and there was really no energy left to rescue the soldiers who had become prisoners of war.

This worry was pressing on his heart, and it lasted more than a year, and many people have died in this year.

If he can settle Aaron Landis sooner…

“No, you have done your best, so…”

Before Kaihuos finished speaking, Xiemur, who was standing by, spoke.

“King Gallan, please don’t be too arrogant.”

Shamash’s high priest stood aside straight, and interrupted Kayhos’s words to comfort Garlan with a blank face.

Even in the sweltering summer, his clothes are meticulous and clean without any dust.

“Please bear in mind that you are just a king with decent qualifications.”

He frowned and looked down at the sitting Young King, his tone unhappy.

“Even true gods are not omnipotent.”

He reprimanded Garlan in a severe tone.

“You are just a human being, but you think you can do all the things you want to do?”

Suddenly he was severely reprimanded by his own high priest, and Gallan was stunned.

He looked at Xiemuer and blinked blankly.

The next second, he laughed.

“You are right, Xiemur, I am arrogant.”

The world cannot be as desired, and even the gods are not omnipotent.

It is Wang’s dereliction of duty to be able to do it but not to do it.

But if you can’t do it, you have to do it forcefully. This becomes arrogance.

Xiemuer was telling him.

He can’t cover everything, he can only do his best.

“You have never forgotten them, and you have been working hard to save them. My Majesty, your intention is enough to satisfy them.”

Kaihus leaned over, half-kneeled in front of Garlan, with one hand on his chest.

With his head up, the handsome face under the hot sun’s knight’s blonde hair gave his majesty a sure smile.

“please do not worry.”

He said,

“I will definitely bring your soldiers and people back to Aaron Landis.”

“Leave it to you, Kaihus.”

Gallan smiled and answered his knight.

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Aaron Landis will dispatch Canal in a month.

The news spread quickly like a tornado.

For a time, all the countries on the mainland were talking about it.

The one who reacted the most was of course the Gasdad who occupied Canal.

While allowing the pseudo-king to declare to the entire continent that Aaron Landis’ behavior was an act of aggression, they quickly mobilized troops to the border between Kanal and Aaron Landis.

Stand up.

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More than half a month passed in a flash.

Seeing that summer is about to pass and autumn is about to come, the hot climate has become cooler.

In the past half a month, because of the military reform of the Legion, both Kayjos and Huimos had to personally intervene in every detail to ensure that there were no problems. People were so busy that they turned their backs on their backs.

The two of them spent most of their time in the barracks, and only went back two or three times in most of the month.

Gallan, who was dealing with government affairs, was also very busy during this time. When the busy summer political affairs came to an end, after he was relieved, he wanted to ask how the reform of the two legions was progressing.

However, for several days, he could not see either of them.

When I asked the attendants, I realized that the two were too busy to stay in the barracks.

He thought that the two of them were already busy, and if he called them back just to ask about the progress, it would be a waste of time to come back and forth, so he just gave it up, just instructed the attendants to pay attention to when they would come back.

Two more days later, one night, Garland heard the guard report that Heimos had returned to the palace tonight.

He thought about it for a moment, and simply went to the palace of Huimos himself.

He must have a clear understanding of the progress of the legion reform. After all, he has already spoken in front of the ministers that he will go out in a month. If something goes wrong in the middle, it will be troublesome.

After entering the palace of Heymos, the female officer here said that after Heymos had eaten, he went to the back courtyard to exercise martial arts. Gallan thought for a while and raised his hand to stop Hey. The magistrate Moss called.

He asked everyone to wait outside, and then walked into the back courtyard alone.

The night is getting late, and as autumn approaches, the weather at night has become a lot cooler than before.

Garlan walked in, and not far away, he saw a familiar figure under the cyan stone wall in the middle of the courtyard.

In the silent night, on the velvety grass, Huimos bent one of his left knees and sat on the grass, leaning against the cyan stone wall.

He hung his head, and the dark black strands scattered on his forehead blocked his eye sockets.

He sat quietly against the stone wall, even if Gallan walked towards him, he didn’t react at all.

Gallan squatted down in front of Hiemos.

Under the dark forehead, the man’s eyes were closed.

Huimos seemed to be asleep, and he was still asleep.

Even if Gallan was so close, he remained motionless, completely unaware that there were more people around him.

Squatting in front of Hiemos and looking at the other person’s sleeping appearance, Garland became amused for a while.

He reached out and poked Hiemos in the face with his fingertips.

Well, it’s a little softer than expected.

he thinks.

Hemos still did not wake up after being pricked by him, but his slender eyelashes moved slightly and his lips pressed.

It seems a little impatient.

So Garland, who thought that Heimos’s expression was very funny, couldn’t help but continued poking a few more times.

Probably he was too tired. Heymos slept so deeply that he didn’t wake up even after being harassed by Garland.

Just when Gallan was poking her face, the corners of her eyes struggled and her thin lips were pursed and pursed.

Garlan couldn’t help but bend her eyes with a smile that seemed like she was being bullied.

never mind.

Stop bullying him.

After all, to complete such a heavy task of rebuilding the legion in one month, even for Himos, it is not an easy task.

It seems that the past half a month is really exhausting him.

However, being so busy does not forget to take the time to torture yourself… No, it is to train yourself, day after day almost harshly treating yourself such unremitting training, so that this black knight has the kind that everyone is doing now. The powerful force of fear.

Gallan’s eyes softened.

His fingers seemed to appease each other, and he gently stroked the cheek that he had poked just now.

Let him sleep a little longer.

Thinking about this, Garland turned and sat next to Heimos, intending to wait for Heimos to wake up by herself.

With his head up, he leaned against the cyan stone wall with one hand on his erect knee.

Long golden hair fell from his shoulders, and the falling stars from the night sky leaped in his golden hair.

The sky is full of stars and the sky is full of stars.

The young man raised his head and stared at the thousands of stars in the night sky.

The cool night breeze slowly blows, gently brushing the ends of his golden hair scattered around the corner of his eyes, and his golden pupils seem to reflect the countless stars in the night sky.

The courtyard in the dark is quiet.

He could hear the sound of the gurgling stream surrounding the courtyard, and the rustling sound of the tall olive tree canopy swaying in the night breeze…

The boy’s eyebrows stretched, and the whole person relaxed.

The night breeze that brushed his cheeks brought a light fragrance of scattered flowers, which made people feel extremely comfortable and comfortable.

Suddenly, his right shoulder sank, as if something was pressing on it.

Gallan turned his head and took a look.

Heymos, who was asleep with his back leaning on the stone wall and bowing his head, slid over to him at some unknown time, and his head tilted on his shoulders.

Gallan raised his hand subconsciously, trying to push Huimos away.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, he hesitated to stop.

Huimos was still asleep with his eyes closed.

Leaning on his shoulders, the man let out a shallow, even breathing, and the sharp brows and eye corners of the past now reveal a little bit of fatigue and exhaustion.

Garlan suddenly felt soft.

never mind.

In the final analysis, it was because he said he was going to send troops in a month, so that Himos was so tired that he fell asleep directly in the courtyard.

He has to bear some responsibility more or less.

Just let Huimos sleep for a while, and he won’t lose a piece of meat.

Garland looked at Heimos who was leaning on his shoulder thinking so, but didn’t move.

Instead, Hiemos’ head moved unconsciously, as if he wanted to adjust to the most comfortable position on his shoulders to make himself more comfortable.

However, when the opponent’s head moved, the dark black hair hanging on his shoulders naturally followed.

The shredded hair brushed across his neck, and fell a little longer on his collarbone, making it itchy.

With this itching, Gallan couldn’t help raising his hand, pinching the strand of hair that swept his most sensitive collarbone.

Perhaps because of the long breeze blowing in the night breeze, the tips of the man’s hair were a bit cold.

The hair pinched at the fingertips is very soft, delicate and soft at all disproportionate to its owner, like a fine ice silk satin.

Because the hand feels so good, Gallan couldn’t help rubbing it with his fingertips.

Rub again.

Garlan rubbed the hair of his fingertips and looked down.

The young man leaned on him, with his slanted head pressed on his shoulders, and the fine black hair slipped down from one side, revealing most of his forehead.

Teal runes adorned it.

A drop of water trace slipped from the cheek, reflecting the moonlight, and the brown skin glowed with a light luster.

The youth’s appearance is undoubtedly handsome, but the sharp and narrow lines of the corners of the eyes set off this beauty with sharp sharpness.

The thin lips are a trace of cold color.

A lonely and dangerous beast is sleeping soundly.

Just beside him.

This dangerous beast is attached to him.

In front of him, he would carefully converge his sharp claws, suppress the hostility in his eyes, and put away the ambition and desires in his heart.

…Just to be able to stay by his side.

Therefore, to this person, Gallan always softened involuntarily.

To be honest, Huimos is really an extremely good man.

Handsome.

powerful.

Wise.

Resolute and resolute.

The man’s bones are oozing with a strong spirit that seems to be innate, and the perseverance and resilience that he has created after experiencing hardships since he was a child.

The dangerous breath emanating from his body, on the contrary, revealed a kind of fatal temptation.

No matter how he looked at it, Gallan felt that Huimos should be the so-called Son of Destiny.

Looking down at the sleeping face of Heimos, Gallan was thinking about it, and suddenly saw a drop of water seeping out of Heimos’ forehead.

The drop of sweat slid down the brown forehead and was about to seep to the corner of the eye.

He raised his hand subconsciously and pressed his fingertips to the corner of Heimos’ eyes, blocking the drop of sweat.

Perhaps because of his touch, Hiemos’ eyelashes moved.

Huimos’ eyelashes were not thick, but very long, each slender and distinct, and the long eyelashes flicked from his fingertips when they moved.

The strange touch from his fingertips made Gallan startled, and when he reacted, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

But before he had time to shrink his hands, Hiemos’ face turned a little.

Inadvertently, and also by coincidence, the other party’s lips gently brushed his fingers that he hadn’t had time to retract.

The soft touch that was different from the cheek came from the fingertips.

There was an inexplicable feeling like an electric shock.

While shrinking his hand, Gallan almost subconsciously looked at the place where his finger had just been rubbed.

It’s the lips.

His eyes fell on the opponent’s lips.

Hiemos’ lips were thin, and their lip color was also very pale, showing a bit of coldness.

Especially when it is squeezed, it is even more like a blade.

It is said that people with thin lips are very cold-hearted.

However, thinking of the ferocity of Hoymos every time he kissed him, Gallan couldn’t help thinking, where is this guy coldhearted?

Obviously he is usually very accommodating and indulgent in dealing with him, almost unconditionally obeying him, but only in this kind of matter, Heymos is so tough that he does not give him the slightest chance to breathe, and every time he is close to The point of suffocation.

Moreover, at that point, that guy always showed a particularly dissatisfied face.

Every time, this guy forced to kiss him.

He was always dizzy by the opponent’s fierce energy.

Speaking of…even though he has kissed several times, he actually doesn’t know what the bottom of the lip touch is…

Huimos liked to kiss him so much.

Relatives… How do they feel?

The moonlight fell on the handsome face of the sleeping man, and a little light shone on the cold thin lips.

It’s unclear whether it was bewitched by the moonlight falling on the corner of his lips, or because of other things.

Gallan lowered his head lightly, leaning toward the thin lips.

The boy’s long blond hair fell from his side shoulders.

Moonlight is like water flowing on the two of them.

Suddenly, a crisp bird’s song sounded from the courtyard, which instantly broke the tranquility of the night.

Garlan, who was awakened by the bird’s song, looked at the thin lips close at hand–it was only a short time before he touched it.

He was dumbfounded.

In the next second, he immediately reacted to what he almost did.

For an instant, the boy’s face was red and his ears were red.

He tightened his lips, and lightly lifted Huimos to his back to rest on the bluestone wall.

But he couldn’t look directly at the other person anymore, got up and walked away quickly.

His steps were light, as if he was afraid of waking someone up.

The long golden hair was blown up by the night wind, revealing the red ears of the teenager who left in a hurry.

…………

The night bird on the tree didn’t know the consequences of its call. After searching for food at night, it had just eaten and drank enough. At this moment, it couldn’t help but screamed happily.

But then, snap it.

A stone hit its body and knocked it down from the tree.

That sound became its last tweet.

Under the rustling tree canopy in the night wind, Huimos, who was leaning against the bluestone wall, opened his eyes.

Seeing the night bird that was knocked down by the stones he ejected, he made a low and extremely unwilling cry.

Then Huimos raised his eyes.

Looking at the direction Garlan had just left, in the dark night, the golden-red eyes were flowing with a red streamer like a flame.

It is said that the thin lips, which symbolize cold heart, slowly rise in a gentle arc.

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Said Tangtang, take it.