Generally speaking, Suojia's appearance is inherently a bit sarcastic. Except for his beloved lover and the Highness he is loyal to, he is basically self-sufficient in front of others. Attitude, the slightly pointed chin is always raised a little bit, looking at other people's eyes with a bit of ridicule, the eyes give people a feeling of 'you stupid people', which makes people uncomfortable.
To put it simply, Soga, the priest of Nanna, the god of the night, is a cunning and mean person, and he also has his own poisonous tongue taunting skills.
Such a person cannot have friends.
Therefore, at this moment when his proud brain is squeezed by countless messes and is about to explode, he can't find anyone who can bear with him the shock that shocks him so much that he can even describe it as terrifying. the 'truth'.
His Highness Heimos... and Prince Garland...
…
...and Prince Garland? ! !
It's just-
… no no no, calm down.
Suojia, you have to calm down.
No matter what happens, the first condition to solve the problem is to think calmly.
Yes, calm down first...
Calm down and think about it...
…
…
How can you calm down! ! !
For the first time, Suojia held his head in a frenzy without any image.
Now this is a mess, even if he has always considered himself to be superior in strategy and well-informed, he can't completely control his maddening emotions.
His Highness Heimos is kissing Prince Garland!
The picture that he accidentally saw at a glance lingered in Suojia's mind.
And at that time, no matter how he looked at it, Suojia couldn't deceive himself and tell himself that it was just a kiss between relatives or close friends.
Looking back now, the way His Highness Heimos looked at Prince Garlan in the usual way... Also, the last time he actually asked him how to pursue the person he loved...
At the time, he didn't think about it at all, but now that he wakes up, he immediately understands.
It turns out that at that time, it was already-
At this moment, Suojia only felt that his breath was choked up and down in his throat.
Holding his breath, he strolled round and round in the big courtyard. Seeing Heimos sending the little prince out, he couldn't help but stare at Garland's face.
The blond boy with bright eyes and white teeth stood in the sunlight, so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look away at one glance.
Looking at Heimos standing beside Garlan again, his usual grim gaze was as soft as water waves when he landed on Garlan.
In his eyes, he seemed to see nothing but the boy in front of him.
Suojia was a little flustered in his heart.
Fight for the throne, you die.
Now that this is the case, can you still grab it
When he woke up from his contemplation, Gallan had already left, and Heimos had changed into loose casual clothes, as if he was planning to exercise.
Even if his hand is injured, Heimos's daily high-intensity exercise never stops, and he just chooses an exercise method that avoids hand injuries as much as possible.
At such a young age, he is famous for his martial arts. In addition to being extremely talented, he is also inseparable from the nearly harsh self-training he has been training for ten years. Suojia once watched from the beginning to the end, and was stunned at the time. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the training intensity of His Highness Heimos could be said to be self-abuse.
There is nothing he can't do with someone who can be so cruel to himself.
Suojia stood beside him, looking at him, his eyes involuntarily fell on the lapis lazuli earring on Heimos' earlobe.
Rare gems, but the earrings are crafted as rough as a child, which is really ugly.
From the first time he saw this highness in the Northland, this rough and ugly lapis lazuli earring had never left Heimos's side, and was regarded as a treasure by him.
It has been secretly rumored that it was given to him by the beloved of Prince Heimos.
But as far as Suojia knows, His Royal Highness has never had any entanglement with any woman. It can even be said that, except for the middle-aged female officials and maids who served him since childhood, almost no women haunt His Highness.
"Your Highness."
Suojia asked casually, "Did you carve those lapis lazuli earrings yourself before?"
"… "
Heimos, who was standing there moving his wrists, glanced at Suojia.
Those eyes seemed to have seen through Suojia's mind.
After a glance, he retracted his gaze and continued to move his wrist.
He said: "When I went to the Northland, Garland gave it to me."
"Is that so, from Prince Garlan?"
Suojia smiled and said, "After all, he is a child, and he probably just sculpts earrings for fun, and doesn't take it seriously."
He meant something, and by the way, he beat the drum for His Highness.
"Prince Garland himself has probably forgotten about this earring. Why do you keep wearing it? It really doesn't match your identity. It's better for you to change earrings."
As soon as Suojia finished saying something like this, Heimos, who was moving his wrist, suddenly said something, which made Suojia's chest tighten.
"You see it," said Heimos.
He didn't even look at Suojia, just said so lightly.
The tone was not questioning, nor questioning, but determined.
Suojia opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to deny it.
But the mouth opened and closed again, and after a long time, he nodded heavily.
He said, "His Royal Highness, he is a prince."
"Um."
"He is the most beloved Prince of Garland by King Camos."
"Um."
"He is your only obstacle to your throne, your worst enemy."
"… "
"Are you going to give up the throne?"
Heimos's hand paused, and he seemed a little lost.
Maybe it was because he thought of the smile that Garlan showed him when he answered 'yes' to him just now.
After a while, he shook his head.
"Do not."
"I'm not going to give up," he said.
Soga nodded.
He said: "Prince Gallan is the only person other than you who is qualified to inherit the throne. King Camos prefers him and already wants to belong to him. He is surrounded by many capable people such as Ximul and Kaihos. He has also made great achievements in saving the Tasda Mission and defending the city of Tozes, and has been recognized by the Royal Knights, which can almost be said to have an advantage."
At this moment, the tone of his speech was emotionless, and his eyes were even colder.
"He is blocking your way to the throne, and if you want to ascend to the throne, you must eradicate him."
"… "
Heimos glanced at him and frowned.
"You are still young, so you are still indulging in love. However, Your Highness, the so-called relationship is just passing by. Maybe three years, maybe ten years, it is enough to make it disappear."
Suojia's slender eyes flashed with coldness, staring at the master he was loyal to.
Although the Prince of Gallan now has the upper hand, he firmly believes that the ultimate winner will be Prince Heimos, whom he is loyal to.
This world is a world of the weak.
Charity is only the veil of a weak king.
That so-called sage is simply no match for a powerful force.
The enemy will only submit to the blade of iron and the hooves of horses.
The throne is cold and cruel, and the road to the throne can only be completed by stepping on blood and thorns.
And only a king as powerful as Heimos has the power to make the surrounding nations submit to him.
Only Prince Heimos can lead Aaron Landis to glory and create a truly brilliant and immortal era that will be remembered by all generations!
The priest of Nanna, the night god, bowed slightly and bowed his head in salute to his loyal master.
"His Royal Highness, if you want to become a king, don't be deceived by those useless things."
His voice was gentle and steady, neither slow nor hurried.
The low voice can penetrate deep into the heart.
He said, "After decades have passed, only the cold throne sitting under you is the most real existence."
…
…
On the second day, it was already lunchtime, and Garland did not eat in his palace.
Consistently, he, who is favored by King Camos, is now in Camos's bedroom, accompanying King Camos and enjoying a sumptuous lunch together.
And Ximul, who had been discussing political affairs with King Camos in the morning, was also here. However, he was not given a meal by Camos, but when Camos and Gallan dined, he had to Continue to be busy sorting out the mountain of government affairs.
Roughly flip through the piles of political affairs, put them aside without any rush, and tell the urgent things directly to King Camos, and then write the decision of King Camos on the parchment as a reply.
In this way, when the time comes, Camos only needs to look at it again, and after confirming it is correct, he can directly affix the imperial seal.
As for his so-called lunch, he hurriedly swallowed a few pieces of bread in his mouth and considered it to be eaten.
So, Camos and Gallan ate happily here, while Xi Muer buried his head in the pile of paper rolls with a serious face, frowning tightly.
Garlan felt sympathy when he looked at it, and Xie Muer was working hard to follow his brother.
Just as he was looking at Xi Muer, something cold touched his lips.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Brother Wang's rough and handsome face. Camos put the iced peach meat to his mouth with one hand and looked at him with a smile.
The young man smiled unconsciously.
Brother Wang is still the same, has not changed at all, and has always spoiled him like a child.
Garlan opened his mouth obediently and let King Camos stuff the cold peach meat into his mouth.
Then, he smiled at King Camos.
Looking at the sweet and lovely smiling face of his little brother, King Camos was in a very good mood.
If it weren't for the fact that he was eating, he would have to hug and rub against his cute little brother again.
Thinking so, he couldn't hold back for a while, and he fed Garlan several pieces of pulp in a row.
If it was usual, Garlan would probably have avoided it long ago, shook his head and refused, saying that he was already old, not a child, and would not be allowed to feed.
But I don't know what happened today, but Garlan seemed to be very well-behaved, neither complaining nor resisting. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he obediently opened his mouth to let him feed.
When he rubbed Garlan's head, the young man's slender eyelashes blinked lightly, and his big golden eyes stared at him, almost softening King Camos' heart into a puddle of water.
Why is my little brother so cute so cute~~
King Camos was full of these words echoing in his mind at this moment.
He didn't notice that his brain was dizzy with his own prince, but Garlan's crescent-shaped eyes when he smiled at him occasionally leaked out a trance of thoughts.
After a meal, King Camos was full and in a good mood.
He began to look through the urgent documents that had been sorted out by Xi Muer. After reading one, he suddenly remembered something, and took out a stack of documents from the desk and handed it to Garlan.
"Garlan, look at it too."
Princes cannot easily interfere in political affairs, and crown princes have this qualification.
Since he intends to make Gallan the crown prince, he must begin to cultivate Gallan's ability to handle political affairs.
Naturally, it starts with observation.
Garlan was obviously startled, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but looking at King Camos who looked at him with a smile and encouragement, he didn't say anything in the end. He silently accepted the stack of papers.
Xie Muer, who was buried in the copy, looked up and said nothing, then lowered his head to continue his work.
"Ask me if you don't understand. I'm not here, you can also ask Xie Muer."
On the battlefield, the Lion King, who was wearing a suffocating suffocation, was full of doting on his brows and eyes when he faced his younger brother.
"Brother Wang."
"Um?"
"If... I said, I'm really not suitable to be the crown prince..." Garlan hesitated for a long time, clutching a piece of cloth paper in his hand, and finally opened his mouth, "I know you dote on me very much, but heir Such an important thing cannot be handled emotionally."
He said, "Heymos is so much better than me, he's a better fit than me..."
"Gallan."
Camos interrupted Gallan, his golden-brown eyes like a lion watching Gallan.
"Do you think that I made you the crown prince because I dote on you?"
He looked at Garland solemnly, and his tough face gave off a sense of majesty.
"That's not the case, Garlan, I didn't make you my successor just because I favored you."
he said, shaking his head.
"It's because in my opinion, your qualifications are far better than Heimos, and you are more suitable to be the owner of the throne than him."
"… "
"Prince Garland, please don't take yourself too seriously."
Xie Mu'er's voice came from the side, and he looked up at Garlan without knowing when.
"You have more than you think you have."
King Camos' expression slowed down, and he reached out and stroked Garlan's head.
"Did you hear that, Garlan," he said softly, "I won't misunderstand, and neither will Xemuel, and we all chose you because we all believed that you were more qualified than Heimos. Take on Aaron Landis."
After being silent for a long time, the boy nodded slightly.
"I see, Brother Wang."
He answered softly.
…
He was still thinking.
If he can persuade the king not to make a decision so quickly... or simply change Heimos as the crown prince, he can continue to be his prince.
In this way, he can stay in the palace for a while longer, and slowly plan his future journey.
But now it seems that the king has made up his mind to make him the crown prince no matter what.
That fragile balance is about to be broken.
So, it's time to leave.
…
[Do you want to be a king?]
[Yes.]
Well, the throne is for you.