A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 322. Chapter 322

Seeing the stare between the horrible man and the’maiden’ who broke in suddenly, and the subtle atmosphere between the two, Thrall immediately realized.

“Your concubine?”

He asked directly.

Then he got Garlan’s expressionless eyes.

“Himos, you kill him now, I won’t stop you.”

“Wait, wait a minute, you little couple quarreling is your business, don’t get involved with me!”

Thrall called out quickly.

He patronized with curiosity, did not hear the man’s name clearly, and was not interested. But now he dared to confirm that the two people knew each other and they definitely had a very delicate relationship.

So he turned to Huimos directly and said, “Brother, don’t worry, sir, I am not interested in your woman, tusk, there is no femininity at all.”

He glanced at Garlan, his eyes disgusting.

“Uncle me, the only thing I love most is gold coins, and the purpose of getting her back is only to make a sum of money. The weddings and other things are all made by the guys below, not counting.”

He looked carelessly and waved his hand nonchalantly.

“I think you still have to talk, just so, I drank too much and went out to pee, you can do it yourself.”

The corners of the dangling eyes picked up, and he glanced at Huimos intentionally.

“Brother, simply, I will lend you this place for my wedding night?”

Thrall said as he walked from Huimos to the door.

Hiemos didn’t move, didn’t even look at him, his eyes were just staring at Garlan from start to finish.

With a snap, the door closed, and the room fell silent again.

Outside the room, Thrall, who snapped the door shut, let out a frightened breath.

You know, he stepped out of this room with his front feet, and his pretended indifferent expression with his back feet braced in the room immediately collapsed.

He was just glanced at by the man in black, until now, his heart still seems to be pinched tightly by an invisible big hand.

That man is dangerous.

From the moment he saw the man in black, his instincts were frantically warning him.

That man was so dangerous–it made him feel like he deserved to die one step closer.

So Thrall made a decisive decision and made clear the relationship between himself and the “maiden”.

Then, decisively urinated and fled the Shura field.

He stood at the door, his eyes irritably swept around.

The dozen or so guards continued to stand silently outside the house, completely unable to see that they had just had a fight with the man who broke into the house.

Obviously, because the “girl” in the room did not speak, they did not enter.

They obviously didn’t see Thrall in their eyes, even if Thrall was standing at the door, the corner of their eyes didn’t sweep him.

Scratching his messy hair like a bird’s nest indiscriminately, Thrall cursed in his heart and left here angrily.

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Garlan, who was interrupted by the plan, was still angry. Originally, things were going very smoothly. Only the last step before he could take the leader of the Feila bandit group.

Only by taking down this leader can he implement his next plan in the Thrall Desert.

What upset him most was the fact that Huimos had been following him secretly.

“You keep following me?”

“…”

Huimos didn’t say a word, and stared at Garlan without blinking.

The pitch-black forehead scattered around the corner of his eyes, concealing the faint intent oozing from the bottom of his eyes.

A scorching flame burned in his heart, almost bursting out, but when he looked at the boy opposite, he forcibly suppressed the hostility in his heart.

With a light breath, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and tidied Garlan’s cloak that was slanted to his shoulder.

Huimos lowered his head, and his golden-red eyes fixedly stared at Garlan.

He whispered: “I’m afraid you will leave again.”

Gallan was still on fire, but such a gesture and a word by Huimos caused his full stomach to vent for most of an instant.

He didn’t know how to reply for a while.

After all, he did make a stupid thing about running away from home without telling the crowd not long ago, so now Hiemos said that he was worried that he would sneak away again, so he followed him. He really couldn’t refute it and couldn’t be angry.

Moreover, the behavior of Huimos following him, I am afraid, was still acquiesced by Brother Camos and the others.

Maybe Brother Wang Xiemuer and the others were worried that they would run out of their own minds after running out alone.

He who was a prince in the past can still hide his family, but if he has now become the prince’s own family, the problem will be serious.

“Since I choose to go back and become the crown prince, I won’t regret it again, let alone leave without a word.”

Gallan said, his bright golden eyes and Huimos looked at each other, with a calm color.

“I said, I came here just to solve the problem of the Thrall desert.”

He said,

“Since I have become the crown prince, I should do a little bit of responsibility, shouldn’t I?”

When the Tasda mission was passing through this desert, Opada’s brother colluded with the bandits here to attack the Tasda mission at night.

At that time, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties and prevent the opponent’s dog from jumping over the wall, he let the bandit go.

But letting off those gangsters at that time didn’t mean that he didn’t plan to settle accounts after the autumn.

He originally planned to wait for the Tasda mission to leave safely, and after he returned to the palace safely, he told Brother Kamos about this matter and asked Brother King to send an army to destroy the bandit group.

However, after returning to the palace, Heymos first confided to him his love and wooed him, which frightened him. Then within two days, he was sent to the city of Tozes by Brother Camos, and then It was the pirates coming, the bloody battle of Tozes City, and finally won. As soon as he returned to the king city, Huimos was framed, and he was busy saving Huimos.

After saving Huimos, he secretly moved his home in order not to be the crown prince.

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A bunch of things happened one after another, and it was too late for people to breathe, and there was no time and space to think about the suppression of bandits.

Until now, I finally have time to consider this matter.

Huimos frowned and asked: “Several bandit groups that are not climate-friendly, it is easy to solve them. I don’t understand. Why are you doing it so troublesome?”

Although there are many bandits in the Thrall Desert, as long as Gallan gives an order, let him or Kaihuos lead an army to destroy them is easy.

He didn’t understand why Gallan had to come in person.

“It’s really not difficult to destroy the bandit group in the desert. I checked the records. It seems that the royal court will come to suppress the bandit every once in a while, and the desert of Thrall will be quiet for a while.”

Gallan shook his head.

“But, it’s only quiet for a while, and soon, either the old bandit group that escaped or the new bandit group will appear again. Just like the wild grass, no matter how much you burn it, after a while, it will appear again. Will grow out.”

As Galan said, he lifted his hand to untie the knot of the cloak’s collar.

He took off the thick cloak, put it on the table casually, and then sat down by the table.

“In the land of Aaron Landis, there shouldn’t be such a paradise for bandits.”

He said, “That’s why I want to come here and take a field trip to see with my own eyes where the problem is and what can be done to completely solve the problem.”

And the Feila bandit group that grew up in the desert of Thrall was the key to solving this dilemma that he found.

Just when Gallan was wondering whether to let people call Thrall back now so that he could continue talking about business, Heimos, who was standing by, glanced at him, then turned around and took a step, and walked to sit down. In front of Gallan.

The lights flickered, and seeing a shadow shrouded over him, Garlan subconsciously looked up.

Hiemos leaned over, pressing his hands on the armrests of the rough wooden chair.

The tall body, outstretched arms, and the backrest of the wooden chair formed a small space in which the teenager was imprisoned.

He lowered his head and looked down at Garlan, who was suppressed by him on the seat. The light shone on him, and his broad shadow almost enveloped Garlan.

“So, the solution you found is to marry the horse thief…?”

The golden-red eyes were staring at the young man who was in front of him, and there seemed to be a bit of cold air brought in from the night outside in the bottom of his eyes.

Hiemos’ voice was very low, apparently trying to suppress it.

Gallan was startled.

“After I entered this camp, I saw them holding a wedding banquet.”

Before Garland could come back to his senses, Hiemos looked at him deeply and went on.

“They said it was their leader who is going to marry you tonight.”

He said, “So, I’m very angry.”

His eyes were fixed on Garlan.

He spoke very slowly, his tone sounded calm, and even seemed to be gentle, but his voice was terribly low.

“Gallan, you know why I am angry.”

Gaerlan’s throat couldn’t help but swallowed as he stared at the pair with sharp eyes even in the shadows.

Perhaps because the two poses at the moment gave him a sense of oppression invisibly, he suddenly became a little nervous.

Of course he knew why Huimos was angry.

Because Huimos treated him…

“This is just an excuse to cover people’s ears. I want to come in here and have a look. I have to think of a way…”

Gallan replied in a low voice, only to silence halfway through.

He lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes moved slightly.

For some reason, he felt that his voice sounded a little guilty and short of breath.

Perhaps it was because the eyes that Hiemos was looking at him at the moment were too deep for him to look at him.

“Of course I know this is just an excuse.”

But even if it’s just an excuse, it won’t work.

Hiemos lowered his head and looked down at Garlan, who was lowering his eyes to avoid his gaze.

The boy’s eyelashes moved slightly, and the shadow of the eyelashes fell on his white cheeks.

The pink lips are pursed slightly, like the first flower buds blown by the wind in the early spring.

The boy in front of him is so beautiful, he always wants to guard it carefully, for fear that people will look at him more and covet him.

That kind of covetous heart, even if it was just a little bit, he couldn’t bear it.

Huimos let out a sigh of relief, let go of his hands, and actively let go of the narrow space that was similar to imprisoning the opponent.

He stepped back a bit, letting his shadow move away from the opponent.

His behavior made Garlan raise his eyes and look at him in confusion.

Hiemos leaned over, landed on one knee, half-kneeling in front of Garland.

His eyes were level with the seated Garlan, and he was looking at him.

The pitch-black hair was slightly messy scattered around the corner of his eyes, which softened his sharp gaze a bit.

Or maybe it is because Gallan’s shadow is reflected in his pupils at this moment, that kind of tenderness can be revealed.

“I know it’s an excuse, it’s fake.”

“I know it’s stupid to get angry because of this kind of thing.”

Huimos stretched out his hand and stroked Garlan’s cheek with his rough fingertips.

He looked at the boy in front of him with a scorching and uncontrollable love in his eyes.

“But, Garland, things related to you, whether true or not, will make me confused and even out of control.”

His fingertips fell from Garlan’s cheeks and pinched a strand of long hair.

He bowed his head and kissed the long black hair between his fingers softly.

He said, “…Do you understand?”

Garlan looked at Heimos in a daze, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn’t know what to say.

He watched that handsome face approach him, and a little bit, he could almost feel the breath of the other person passing the corner of his eyes.

He thought, he should avoid.

But I don’t know why, even if he has not been confined to the opponent’s arms, he still seems to be trapped in the invisible cage formed by the opponent’s gaze, unable to move.

He could only watch Heimos leaning over, as if to kiss him.

Subconsciously, he closed his eyes nervously.

Seeing Garland’s eyes closed, his eyelashes twitching in panic, Hoymos couldn’t help but smile.

He bowed his head and kissed the soft lips.

The sweet breath penetrated into the lips.

Just when he wanted to kiss again and deeper, there was a loud noise outside.

Gallan was awakened instantly, opened his eyes, and stood up abruptly.

Huimos frowned and stood up.

The two looked outside at the same time, and at the same time, a loud and loud voice came in through the door panel.

“Hiccup, my son—hiccup—bring your bride out, hiccup, let me, let everyone see—Yi, hiccup, the wife of the future leader—”

Under the coaxing of a bunch of inconspicuous subordinates, Thrall’s father, the leader of the Feila bandit group, came here with a team of men and horses.

His rough face was completely red, and he was screaming while belching his wine.

A bunch of horse thieves who were also drunk dangling after him, followed him indiscriminately.

This group of people wanted to break in, but was stopped by the guards outside.

The guards exchanged glances and touched each other a few times, and all the drunks fell to the ground by the guards, yelling in pain.

The big boss, who was also brought down, was anxious, so he opened his throat and screamed inside the room.

“Sal! You bastard! I’m your old man! Hiccup–you–hiccup–don’t marry ma’am, just forget your old man–hiccup–give me to me–”

Before he could finish a word, the closed door suddenly opened with a sigh.

What appeared in front of the horse thieves was not their little head, but a strange man who had never seen him before.

The tall and handsome man was standing in the doorway, and a smaller figure was blocked by him for the most part, so that everyone could not see clearly.

And the man raised one hand slightly, and that posture was obviously to firmly guard the man behind him.

The leader of the Ferrat band sits drunk on the ground, looking blankly at Heimos, who is standing at the door, and then at Garland, who is clearly guarded by the man behind him.

His mind flashed, and he realized it in the light of sparks.

At this moment, he was angry and his eyes were cracked.

At this moment, he yelled at the two of them.

“You rapist|husband| adulterous|women! What happened to my Thrall? I want you to lose your life!”

Garland: “…”

The weather is too hot, so let’s kill the Feila bandit group directly.

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Well, born father and son.