The azure blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and its end forms a line with the fiery red sky.
Huge warships sailed on the sea, and countless large oars rowed neatly and powerfully on the sea, setting off white waves.
That huge fleet split the sea, the mighty lion flag with gold pattern on the red background fluttered in the sea breeze, and the red sunset in the sky shrouded the battleships with a layer of fiery red shimmer.
It was the royal fleet of Aaron Landis, their huge and majestic bodies slowly driving on the sea.
Considering the injuries of the two princes of Aaron Landis, one had a hand injury and could not hold the reins, and the other had an arrow wound on his back that could easily split. Neither of them were suitable for riding and galloping, but it was too slow to ride in a carriage, so I finally chose Take the battleship back to the royal city.
In this way, it is more stable, easy to recover from injuries, and the speed of returning will not be too slow.
After sending off the fleet of Elson's female warriors, Garland and his party set off at about noon. It is already evening, and the red sun on the horizon has already submerged a small part of the sea. It's just that the fiery red light projected obliquely is still quite dazzling, making everyone's faces flush red.
Even Garlan's long blond hair seemed to be dyed a little crimson.
At this moment, he was holding the warm soup medicine brought by the doctor, looking at the pitch-black liquid, smelling the strange and indescribable smell coming from his nostrils... He grimaced and looked pitiful.
However, no matter how pitiful he looks, no one will help him at this moment, so he should drink.
Garlan held his breath, raised his head, and poured the unpleasant soup into his throat in one breath.
After pouring it, he ate several candied preserved fruits one after another to remove the bitter taste in his mouth, and then he regained his breath.
He couldn't help thinking, how on earth did Heimos make him take the medicine one by one and swallow it without changing his face.
Especially someone like Heimos who has always hated bitterness...
don't know.
Garlan shook his head in confusion, gave up thinking, took up another bowl of warm soup with resignation, and continued to perform his duty of feeding Heimos.
The rooms of him and Heimos are naturally the upper deck cabins with the best view and the most luxurious facilities on the battleship.
Ever since he got on the boat, Huymos had been quietly in his room, and he had not made any movement all afternoon. Even Garlan walked around the deck of the giant battleship he was riding with curiosity in the afternoon, and took a look.
The two sides of the deck are dominated by crossbowmen, which are rotated in the morning and evening. At intervals, a small catapult is placed, while a large number of soldiers in charge of melee combat stay in a huge inner cabin inside the battleship, sailing. In the middle of the armor, at any time.
This is the main configuration of the warships of this era.
After all, in this era of no gunpowder cannons, naval battles are all about colliding with each other's hulls, and then fighting side by side.
What impressed Garlan the most was that when he was standing on the deck and looking down on the side of the ship, he saw countless huge oars, densely packed, in three rows from top to bottom, and the number was estimated to be nearly a thousand.
When so many huge oars rowed uniformly and set off layers of snow-white waves, it looked spectacular visually.
Carrying the medicine into Heimos's cabin, Gallan saw Heimos sitting by the window of the room at a glance.
Below the window of the cabin is a row of wooden benches that extend along the hull wall, painted white, with smooth and rounded edges, and the base is also carved with delicate patterns.
Heimos sat on his side, with one foot on it, one arm on his bent knee, and his hand wrapped in a white bandage slanted down.
He turned his head sideways, and the strong wind blowing from the sea blew his black hair like the night sky in a messy way, revealing a brown forehead. The fiery sunset that slanted down from the horizon reflected on his cheeks, making the brown cheek on one side tinge with a tinge of blush, but plunging the other cheek into shadow.
Heimos's slender body sat by the window in a casual manner, looking at the boundless sea with his fiery red eyes in the setting sun.
Eyelashes drooped slightly, thin lips pursed slightly, Jianmei frowned slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
When he was alone, there seemed to be an indescribable atmosphere that enveloped him. Even with a face as beautiful as a sunset, it was inexplicably unwilling to approach him.
The pupils are clearly crimson like flames, but there is no heat that belongs to the fire, but is cold, like the flames from hell.
I don't know if it was his own delusion, but Garlan always felt that he felt a dignified aura from Heimos at this moment.
Moreover, this aura seems to be gradually increasing as the royal city approaches.
As soon as Garlan entered the room, Heimos caught the attention, and he turned his head to look here.
The moment the pupil reflected in the young man's figure, the golden-red pupil became angry, as if the stone sculpture came to life in an instant, with the breath of a living person.
Heimos fixedly watched Garland come to him with the medicine, watched Garland sit down beside him, and scooped a spoonful to his mouth.
Golden red eyes stared at the young man without blinking.
After a while, Heimos did not open his mouth obediently as usual, but turned his head suddenly, avoiding the silver spoon that was brought to his mouth.
"Don't drink."
His voice was visibly displeased.
Garland, who held the silver spoon for a long time: "..."
This is... tantrum
why
Could it be that he finally found out that the act of feeding and drinking medicine spoon by spoon is actually very bitter and stupid
Of course, Garlan would never be stupid enough to say the above sentence.
He thought for a while and put the soup medicine on the table next to him.
He has been with Heimos for so many years, but he is very clear about the character of this guy. Whether it is a big black dog or a big black wolf to describe Heimos, dealing with Heimos can only be coaxed.
And, to be honest, in his opinion, Heimos is actually quite coaxing.
And now Heimos is now losing his temper like a child, Garlan can probably guess.
He is insensitive to feelings, but that doesn't mean he is stupid.
Heimos was sulking, it must be because the little princess Elson said before she left, she must give birth to his child.
If Garlan thought it was incredible that Heimos liked him at first, but now, even he has to admit that Heimos is not just talking.
After all, Heimos is not the kind of person who would rush into a sea of fire for someone else...
To be honest, Garlan was already a little panicked.
After all, he thought at first that even if Heimos liked him, it would be fine as long as he refused, but Heimos's feelings for him were obviously not something he could get rid of with a few words.
"Emma is only in her teens, and the words she said were all children's words. What are you more serious than a child?"
Garland said reluctantly.
"Everything the child says is the truth."
"She will come to you when she grows up," said Heimos.
Compared with adults who are used to disguising themselves with lies, children are more obsessed with their own obsessions.
Because what children say is what they really want from their hearts.
He turned back and stared at Garland.
"Would you let her bear your child?"
Garland choked.
"I said you..."
Looking at Heimos' serious eyes, he was a little dumbfounded for a while.
"Even if she's serious, but in my opinion, she's just a child. How could I have any strange thoughts about children? I'm not a pervert."
He sighed, "And..."
Moreover, by the time the little princess came to look for him, he had already left the royal city, and he didn't know where to start his journey.
Maybe he even had a wife by then.
Although it is common for a man in this world to have several lovers, he doesn't intend to do that kind of dishonest thing. As long as he has a loved one, he will definitely treat her wholeheartedly.
"and?"
Heimos is still staring at him, his eyes are deep and sharp, as if searching his heart, to judge whether what he said is true or not.
Naturally, he couldn't say it in front of Heimos when he was thinking about leaving the royal city.
Garlan thought for a moment and said, "Also, she's not my type, and even if she grows up, I won't be with her."
Although the little princess looks very cute, she will definitely be a beautiful girl when she grows up, but he remembers that Kaihos said that Emma's talent for force is not bad, and she must be a powerful Elson female warrior in the future.
... He didn't want a girlfriend with an insane amount of force at all.
Probably because what he said really came from the heart, Heimos's face softened a little.
"You have to remember what you said."
The golden red eyes stared at Garlan without blinking, and there was a faint heart-throb hidden in the eyes.
Heimos looked at Garlan deeply.
There was something indescribable about that look, which made Garlan's throat tighten for some reason.
"Garlan, don't lie to me."
He heard the man staring at him.
"I won't allow you to deceive me."
The low voice seemed to be very light, but every word in the words was extremely firm and powerful.
Every syllable spit out from Heimos's mouth seemed to have a powerful force, oppressing it so that it was hard to breathe.
Inexplicably, a sense of crisis arises spontaneously.
The sixth sense is telling Garlan that danger is looming.
But at this moment, he was stared at by those golden red eyes, but he couldn't move.
The man's gaze was terrifying.
He felt as though he was being watched by a terrifying beast with its powerful and aggressive gaze.
The man's hand reached out, fingers wrapped in snow-white bandages caressing his cheek.
The low voice rang in his ears again.
"Remember, don't let anyone touch you."
The man stared at him and said.
"Don't let anyone come nearer to you than me."
Heimos's fingertips caressing his cheek is extremely gentle, and his voice is soft.
However, there was something extremely terrifying hidden in the depths of that seemingly calm voice.
Heimos said softly: "Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do."
Garland's heart beat violently.
The terrifying thing hidden under the soft voice shocked him for a moment.
no.
he thinks.
It can't go on like this.
His sixth sense was warning him.
must escape.
It's too late if you don't run away.
If Garlan's attitude towards Heimos before saying this was just a little panic, at this moment, he was already panicking.
He is indeed very grateful to Heimos who saved him, but it does not mean that he is willing to accept Heimos's feelings in that respect.
Even if the gender issue is aside, for this person, even if they have already had a grudge between them in this life, it is still impossible for him to like this person.
After all, he had died at the hands of this man four times.
Death, even just once, is unforgettable.
The young man lowered his eyes, and the dense eyelashes covered his eye sockets, making it difficult to see the look of his eyes at the moment.
He pursed his lips.
At this moment, he made up his mind in his heart.
After returning to the royal city, as soon as brother Camos came back, he would tell him all his thoughts.
He must leave the palace as soon as possible, leave the palace.
He had to stay away from Heimos, the sooner the better.
Before everything got out of hand.
…
After three days and three nights of sailing, the royal fleet arrived at the port of Wangcheng in the morning.
The speed was slightly faster because it was a tailwind when we came back.
The lion flag with the gold pattern on the red background fluttered in the wind, and the giant warship slowly entered the port and moored in the dock.
The huge and heavy gangway ladder was fastened by the cable, and the people on the shore pulled the cable slowly out and put it on the shore.
When Garlan stepped down from the gangway ladder, when he looked up, he saw the crowd standing on the shore apparently waiting for them.
It seemed that they were the ones who came to greet them, but Garlan looked at it and felt that something was wrong, because the crowd did not make a sound.
A few noble ministers took the lead, with guards standing on the shore, their faces looked quite serious.
"Your Highness, there is something wrong with the situation."
Kayhos's lowered voice came from behind.
Immediately after, the little fat man whispered in a low voice.
"Yeah, that's not right. The faces of those old guys were ugly, as if they had been slashed a few times."
A hand reached out and grabbed Garlan's wrist.
Garlan turned his head to look subconsciously, and saw the face of Heimos beside him.
He was startled.
Because it was the first time he saw Huymos' cold face.
"Remember, wait no matter what happens, you don't do anything."
After Heimos said this, he let go of his hand, walked a few steps quickly, and landed one step ahead of him.
The backward Garlan was still standing on the wooden ladder. Before he could react, he saw the crowd on the bank make way, and a line of knights in fiery red armor came from the crowd.
The fiery red armor style and the lion emblem printed on the knight's shoulders shocked Garlan.
Royal Knights.
Completely directly under the knights of King Camos, all the knights in the group are loyal to King Camos.
They don't show up in front of people easily.
When King Camos went out to fight, they were responsible for guarding the royal city and had great authority.
They fear no one and are ruthless.
No matter who it is or how high its status is, as long as there is a possibility of endangering the kingship, they will ruthlessly remove it.
"I beg your pardon, Prince Heimos."
The leading knight commander bowed expressionlessly to Heimos.
"You took away the military charms sealed in the inner palace without the permission of King Camos, and used the military charms to mobilize the army without authorization. This behavior has greatly offended the royal power."
He said in an emotionless voice.
"Now I'm arresting you in the name of the Royal Knights Guard, please don't make any resistance, otherwise, we have the right to use force against you."
The knight commander's words shocked Garlan, who was still standing on the gangway.
Seeing that the royal knights were about to take Heimos away, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and ran down.
"Wait-"
He hadn't finished saying a word, and suddenly Heimos, who had been following the royal knights very quietly from the beginning until now, suddenly turned back.
At that glance, he forced back the rest of Garlan's words.
[Wait, no matter what happens, don't do anything.]
Garlan stood there blankly, watching Heimos's back disappear in front of his eyes.
His mind went blank at this moment.
Heimos took away the military talisman and mobilized the army without the permission of King Camos.
… Is this why Heimos was able to lead his troops to Tozes in four days? !