The originally tense and dangerous atmosphere suddenly turned a corner, and almost everyone's movements stagnated for a moment.
Not to mention the knight commander who was still lying on the ground, even Shulos, who had drawn his bow not far away and was staring at Heimos ready to shoot the arrow at any time, shook his hand.
This development... It seems that something is wrong
Almost all the knights who had already prepared 'Heimos will hurt Garland in a runaway, and they are going to rush to save Prince Garland' are all stunned.
Looking at Heimos holding Garlan tightly in his arms, his eyes squinting at them vigilantly, how could it seem like those who wanted to save people became bad people
Even Garlan, who was guarded by Heimos, was a little confused.
He rushed up just now and tried his best to drag Heimos back. He was ready to fight the crazy Heimos and then be beaten down by him...
Who knew that before he had time to do anything, Heimos stretched out, embraced, and hugged him.
Because he was hugged too tightly, Garlan stuck to Heimos's body tightly.
Still a little confused, he just put his face on the other's chest, blinked, and blinked again.
"… Heimos?"
Garlan raised his head and shouted.
Heimos looked down at him, and seemed to answer him with a subconscious hum, but the expression seemed a little lost.
The pupils were also slightly scattered, as if looking at a very distant void, unable to focus on one place.
Garlan saw Heimos's eyes. The original golden red eyes were much richer than usual. The color was like being dyed red by something. The light gold was pressed down.
The eye sockets were shrouded in the shadows of scattered jet-black forehead hair, and his eyes were faintly gloomy.
That look is really too terrifying, and at first glance, it makes people shudder.
Garlan was also shocked for a moment, but not because he was frightened by Heimos's eyes at the moment.
He was shocked because Heimos's eyes at the moment were already five or six like those of previous generations.
Before he could think about it, Garlan subconsciously reached out to hold Heimos' cheek, trying to hold the other's face, so that the two could look at each other.
"Heimos."
Holding Heimos' cheeks in both hands, he whispered again.
"Can you recognize me?" he probed softly. "Do you know who I am?"
Heimos's pupils were still a little slack. At this moment, he was held by Garland, their faces were facing each other, and Garland's shadow was reflected in his pupils, and the pupils seemed to shrink.
There was a fire burning in his heart, and the fire burned his internal organs, as if it really burned his flesh and even his bones and blood.
At the moment when Gallan touched him, the coolness of the fingertips holding his cheek seemed to seep into his skin, making the redness in his eyes dissipate a little.
"… I… "
His mind was still a little confused, so confused that he didn't even know who he was or where he was, only that the guy named Earl in front of him was the enemy he hated to the core, and he wanted to kill him madly.
But just now, when he turned his head and saw that Garlan was caught by others and pulled out, it was almost instinctive, and his body moved on his own.
No matter what, no matter who it is, nothing is more important than the boy in his arms.
His body was telling him so.
His thoughts were in chaos, but his body was warning him not to hurt the boy.
He looked at Garlan in confusion, only to feel that his mind was flickering, and countless fragments were stirring inside, giving him a splitting headache.
"Heimos."
He listened to the voice calling his name softly, and the chaotic brain suddenly exploded, and the fragments disappeared without a trace.
He lowered his head and fell on top of Garlan, losing consciousness.
Heimos suddenly fell on top of him, and Gallan hugged him subconsciously. The weight of Heimos' entire body was placed on him, and it was very heavy. Still hold up.
He turned his head to look at the knight commander beside him. The knight commander had already stood up, but his eyes were still looking at them in astonishment, as if he was a little confused about the situation.
"Have Moss ordered you before?"
Garland asked him.
The knight commander finally reacted and answered quickly.
"Uh, yes, there is, Your Highness."
"You should follow his previous orders now, and wait for him to wake up later."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The sobered knight commander bowed his head and saluted Garlan, then turned his head and moved quickly.
Earl, the former city lord of Menestre, was pressed to the side by two knights. He would be temporarily detained in his room, not allowed to go out or meet anyone, and the same would be true of his son Buck.
And the middle-aged general also hurried out after saluting Garland, he still has a lot of things to do.
Issue the royal decree of King Camos, announce the news of Earl's abolition of the city lord's position in the city, and at the same time, unite the forces in the city of your own side to suppress and monitor the forces that are not your own side, martial law throughout the city, to avoid chaos, etc. , he has to deal with these things.
Earl seemed very calm at the moment, and he didn't have the look of scolding Heimos excitedly just now. He stood there, looking indifferent, showing no emotion. For some reason, before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and gave Garlan a deep look.
Garlan still held the posture of hugging the unconscious Heimos, and glanced at Earl.
He didn't understand the look in Earl's eyes, because there were too many emotions in Earl's look, too complicated.
"I say… "
Shu Luos, who had been stunned for a long time, finally came to his senses.
"What did you call him just now?"
Without waiting for Garlan to answer, he asked himself.
"What did you just call... Heimos?"
As soon as Shulos said it, the knight commander beside him raised his eyebrows.
"Presumptuous!" He stared at Shu Luos coldly, "Who are you? How dare you call your Highness's name so presumptuously?"
However, Shu Luos seemed to have not heard his scolding at all, with a sleepwalking expression on his face.
"Ah... I knew... I should have known..."
"It's that... that Highness... I should have thought of it long ago, looking at how you get along..."
Shulos thought in a trance.
"I'm actually stupid enough to think that he is your confidant knight, that's why... ah, why didn't I expect it, it's the 'black knight'."
"I'm so stupid, really, I just knew there was a prince by my side, but I didn't expect..."
Not bothering to care about the bard who had been completely immersed in his own world because of his excessive shock, Garlan turned his head and said a few words to the knight commander.
The knight commander responded, leaned over and carried Heimos to a nearby room.
"Just leave the matter here in Heimos to me. There should be a lot of things to come, you can deal with it."
Garland said so.
He didn't know what the purpose of Heimos was here. If he made his own decisions or ordered it, he might accidentally disrupt Heimos' plan. So he didn't plan to go out and command blindly, and let Heimos' subordinates go by themselves.
The knight commander nodded, saluted, turned around and left.
After only he and Heimos were left in the room, Garlan turned to look at Heimos lying on the bed, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.
Finally caught up.
he thinks.
At this moment, his heart that had been hanging high from the moment he knew that Heimos was coming to Menister City finally fell.
Along the way, he came in a mess, and by now he was thirsty and tired. Garland moved a wooden chair, poured himself a glass of cold water, sat down beside the bed, and looked at the people on the bed while drinking. .
Heimos lay there quietly, his eyebrows stretched out, his face was handsome, and his expression was calm, just like the man who was full of rage just now.
The fine black hair scattered in the corners of his slightly raised eyes, intertwined with the slender eyelashes, Garlan couldn't help but reached out and brushed his forehead hair when he saw it.
The black hair was delicate and a little cool.
It feels so good.
Although Nega's hair is thicker and fluffy and warm, it is a bit rough, not so smooth and smooth, like velvet.
Garlan thought so in his heart, and his fingers couldn't help fiddling with the tuft of hair twice.
Sitting here is boring anyway, so he thought about the reason why Heimos was different just now, while subconsciously twirling Heimos' hair.
But he was already exhausted because of the long drive all night, but he didn't feel sleepy because of the high tension in his heart. Now that the matter is over, his dangling heart has fallen. This relaxation, the tiredness is also surging. Come up.
In the end, he just fell asleep beside the bed in a daze, but his fingers were still pinching a tuft of Heimos' hair.
And not long after Garlan fell asleep, Heimos opened his eyes.
He stared at the roof for a while in a trance, before his eyes became clearer a little bit.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Garlan lying beside him, sleeping soundly, his heart softened suddenly, he raised his head and wanted to get up, but his hair hurt, as if being pulled by something.
Looking at it again, it was actually Garland's right hand holding a tuft of his forehead hair, and he was still holding on when he fell asleep.
Heimos froze for a moment, then burst into laughter, his eyes softening.
He held Garlan's hand to free his hair, got up and sat on the edge of the bed.
Garlan was lying on the bed, and his long golden hair fell from his shoulders, exposing the back of his neck.
As soon as Heimos, who was sitting, lowered his head, he saw the white back of the young man's neck, and a pink trace of cherry blossoms on it reflected in his eyes.
The memories of childhood flashed in his mind, his eyes moved slightly, he stretched out his hand, and lightly stroked the trace with his fingertips a few times.
However, as if it wasn't enough, Heimos leaned over and bowed his head deeply.
The slightly cool lips fell on the pink trace, and the kiss was extremely gentle, with indescribable affection.
At this moment, Garlan, who was in a light sleep, suddenly raised his hand.
with a snap.
Exceptionally clear in this quiet room.
"Why are there mosquitoes..."
The boy who was muttering sleepily opened his eyes, but when he looked up, he saw Heimos with a dark face, squinting and staring at him unkindly.
Garlan's mind turned, remembering the itchy feeling on the back of his neck just now, and a snap, and he immediately understood.
"Deserved."
He immediately guessed that he was probably in a daze and slapped Heimos inadvertently, but Garlan said he was not sorry at all.
He stood up, touched the back of his neck, which seemed to still have a little touch, and looked down at Heimos unhappily.
"You stubborn fellow."
Just deserve it.
If it wasn't for this guy, Heimos, taking advantage of him when he was sleepy and tired, he wouldn't have been so easily slapped by him.
Heimos sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at Garlan for a few minutes.
He didn't refute, just pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.
His lips were already thin, and they became sharper when they were pressed tightly.
"I saw a very strange picture just now..."
"what?"
Garland suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask.
"Speaking of which, what happened to you just now, you suddenly seemed to be crazy, so a bunch of people couldn't hold you back?"
Heimos frowned.
"I'm not very clear, but at that time, I only had the idea of killing Earl in my mind, so..."
"Heimos, I know you hate Earl, but Earl is your uncle. Of course, I don't mean that he can do whatever he wants to you when he is your uncle, I just want to say, Since Brother Wang has issued an imperial order, he is destined to be abolished, so why should you destroy your own future by venting your anger on this useless person?"
Garlan said, word by word, sincere and sincere.
"It's not worth it to use a jade bottle to smash a crock pot, don't you think?"
Amused by the boy's tone of teaching, but afraid that he would make Garland unhappy when he laughed, Heimos could only hold back his smile, and his face was a bit weird.
And Garland regarded his smirking weird face as unwilling, and remembered the bad things Earl had done... Heimos, who was abusing a child, did not say anything, and forced Heimos to leave. After Menestre City, he still refused to let him go. From childhood to adulthood, he made various small and big movements, trying to put Heimos to death... Gallan also vaguely guessed that the frame-up incident not long ago was probably the same. Er secretly arranged.
Thinking about it this way, I feel that Heimos hates to kill Earl and seems to understand...
Looking down again, Heimos was sitting quietly beside the bed with his eyes down, no matter how he looked like a little pitiful, he couldn't help but reached out and touched Heimos's head to comfort him.
"You can take revenge if you want, it's your right."
he exhorted.
"But, promise me, you must never do anything to Earl yourself."
In fact, there is no sadness at all. Heimos, who was just looking down at the scene recalling the scene at that time, looked up at Garlan when he touched his head like this.
Garland quickly withdrew his hand.
"At that time, I saw a very strange picture."
He says,
"I saw that many years ago at that time, you didn't push me away, the coals fell on me, and the fire burned on me."
Garland took a breath.
"That feeling was very real, as if it really happened... Most of my body was burned and I almost died. Although I finally managed to get over it, my body became like a monster... Even ... my future... "
Heimos's last sentence was only halfway through, and then he stopped, as if he was unwilling to continue.
"That scene was like a nightmare, and the nightmare was real, and I couldn't control my hatred for Earl at all."
He was a little lost, looking down at one of his hands.
His palms lost their palm prints due to the original burns, but they were still intact. From the back of his hands, they looked just like ordinary people.
But in those flashing pictures, his entire arm was as ugly and ferocious as the claws of the devil, and he himself was disgusting to look at, so he could only wrap it in bandages all the time.
"That feeling... was terrifying."
He murmured, just thinking about that scene, he felt like he was shrouded in darkness, no matter how frantically struggling, he couldn't see hope or the future.
The feeling is almost suffocating.
"I don't know, what would I be like if it were like that... lingering on like a monster? Or..."
…or, from body to mind, truly turned into a monster
"It won't be like that."
Someone interrupted him.
Heimos raised his eyes and met Garlan's gaze.
"I'm not going to let things turn out like that. Do you remember? I said at that time, I'll take care of you, I'll protect you."
Garland looked at him and said.
"I said it, and I will do it."
The young man's eyes were astonishingly bright.
"Trust me, I will protect you," he said.
Looking at those bright golden eyes, the corners of Heimos' lips suddenly curved up a little.
Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand.
He just sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hands to Garlan.
He looked up at Garlan, his eyes lit up slightly, as if there were stars flashing in his eyes.
Garlan froze for a while, watching Heimos's action, he couldn't help but complain.
"I said do you think you are still a child? Would you like to give you a kiss and lift it up?"
The corners of Heimos' mouth rose even more sharply.
"Um."
He still maintained the gesture of extending his hands to Garlan.
He said, "I want a hug."
He is obviously a big man, but he said these words and three words with confidence and candor.
Garland: "..."
Is it too late to take back what I just said