Hugs are impossible, impossible in this life.
Garlan said that he didn't want to pay attention to the guy with the title of 'Black Knight' who seemed to be coquettish and cute at the moment, and turned his head to pour some water for himself to calm down.
However, as soon as he turned around, a pair of arms stretched out from behind him, hugged him, and forcibly pulled him back.
Unprepared, he suddenly fell backwards and sat in someone's arms.
Those sturdy arms hugged him tightly, strong, and Garlan tugged a few times before deciding to give up.
"Heimos, you are revenge."
As he spoke, he clapped a few times with Heimos's hand that was firmly around his waist, making a few crisp snaps.
There was a low laughter from the back of the neck, Heimos laughed, and then the low voice came along with the hot air passing over the back of Gallan's neck.
"You asked me first, I'm just answering you."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Heimos hugged the boy in his arms, looking at Garlan clapping his hand unhappily, and pursing his lips as if he was angry, he only felt his heart soften. I just wanted to wrap the whole person in my arms with that soft ball, and wrap it in the softest part of my heart.
He lowered his head, his lips almost touching Garlan's ear.
"If you want a hug or a kiss, it's okay to lift it up. I'm afraid of hurting your arm, but... I can lift it instead."
The hot breath he exhaled as he spoke brushed past his ears.
The slightly low sound like the whistling of the wind penetrated into the eardrum, a little heavy and a little hot, like a rough feather rubbing and rubbing against the soft meat.
Garlan's ears were already quite sensitive, and under this double attack, they instantly turned red.
He turned his head and stared at Heimos.
"Don't talk in my ear! Also, don't deliberately lower your voice—"
"I didn't deliberately lower it, that's how my voice was originally."
Huymos looked back at him innocently.
"Hands move by themselves..."
Garlan chuckled, raised his hand, and pinched Heimos' face.
As soon as he tried his best, he pulled his fingers out.
So the face that was originally as handsome as the sunset was instantly deformed by Gallan.
If there are believers of Goddess Aphdomir here, watching this scene, they must be so heartbroken.
However, the young man who unceremoniously twisted and twisted this mesmerizing face in front of him didn't feel that he was trying to destroy flowers at all.
"Are you letting go?"
he asked, smiling brightly, only with a little more strength in the fingers that were pinching Huymos' cheek.
Huymos: "..."
His cheeks were pinched and pulled out, so he couldn't speak at all, so he could only let go of his hand obediently, and let go of Garlan who was in his arms.
After Garlan, who had successfully escaped, let go of his hand, the place where his cheek was pinched was so red that he couldn't help raising his hand and rubbing it to relieve the burning pain.
Heimos sat depressed on the edge of the bed and rubbed his face, while Garland, who was in a much better mood, poured two glasses of water, drank one by himself, and handed the other to Heimos. .
"Don't think too much." He said, "What you see are just hallucinations caused by too much fear, not real. That kind of thing has never happened, and it can't happen. Don't think about things. to scare yourself."
"… maybe."
After thinking for a long time, Heimos, who couldn't figure out what was going on at the time, shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He took the water glass that Gallan handed over, and buried the matter deep in his heart.
Perhaps as Gallan said, deep in his heart, he still hides the fear and fear of what happened when he was young. He has been thinking about what would happen if he was really caught on fire... That's why it happened. fantasy like that.
He took a sip of water and looked up at Garland.
"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly appear here?"
Garland paused.
He couldn't say that it was because he was worried that Heimos would repeat the same mistakes and be accused by thousands of people by killing blood relatives like in previous lives, so he chased after him.
He said: "It seemed that something was wrong when you left suddenly that day. I was a little worried, so I followed you all the way."
Not wanting to say more on this matter so as not to be heard by Heimos, he quickly changed the subject and asked back.
"Brother Wang asked you to come here?"
Heimos took a deep look at Garlan. There are many loopholes in Garlan's words. If he wants to ask further...
He took a sip of water, and the coolness flowed down his throat into his body.
He suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the case when he was young.
At that time, because of Garlan's indifference to him, he also chose to cut off his kindness to him. Who knew that day, when he was in danger, Garlan suddenly rushed out...
It was later learned that Garlan had a nightmare, dreaming that he would encounter a fire, and that he would appear there at that time.
Today's events are very similar to that day. He couldn't help but wonder if it was because Garlan had a dream, a bad dream, that he was chasing after him in a hurry, so he was able to Stopped him who was out of control at a critical moment
If so.
So, is Gallan's repeated dreams a coincidence, or is it...
…
… … never mind.
Heimos lowered his eyes and drank the rest of the water.
He didn't want to find out why.
[I will protect you.]
This is enough.
Rather than getting to the bottom of it, he cared more about whether he could stay by Garlan's side.
Other than that, nothing matters anymore.
"Well, King Camos secretly sent me a letter, asking me to take Earl to the royal city."
Following Garlan's words, Heimos changed the subject.
"When the royal knight was killed, he secretly arranged it, and together with others, he set a trap for me. He wanted to frame me, and the purpose was to abolish my right to inherit the throne."
"There's no way, he has already offended you to death. If you do sit on the throne, he knows that with your stubborn character, he and his son will never end well."
Garlan shook his head and muttered again.
"However, for so many years, he has only made small moves secretly. Why did he suddenly do such an impulsive thing?"
"… "
Because he has been secretly nibbling away the power in Menister City all these years, and if he continues, Earl will be overtaken by himself in Menister City.
At that time, he, a city lord who has been overridden, can only serve as a mermaid, so he naturally jumped over the wall and wanted to fight.
As everyone knows, this is actually the one who deliberately forced him to this point and let him do this kind of thing.
Facing Garlan's question, Heimos smiled slightly.
"Probably saw that my achievements in the Northland were too great, and I was recalled to the palace by King Camos. I thought I was going to be entrusted with important tasks, so I'm anxious."
"Well... Based on your achievements in the North, many people probably think that Brother Wang called you back to the palace because he wanted to make you the crown prince. Presumably Earl thinks so too."
Garland paused for a while, looked at Heimos and said, "Heimos, you and I, everyone knows that you are better than me, and I have never actually been on the battlefield, let alone set up anything. Merit. But Brother Wang wants to make me the Crown Prince, do you really care? Don't you feel that Brother Wang is partial and dissatisfied with this?"
"That's not eccentric, Garlan, although you and I are both crown princes, but we are not the same. Only you are the prince he considers him to be, and only you regard him as a brother."
Heimos is very clear in his heart that although he has lived in the palace over the years, he has never regarded King Camos as a brother.
All along, he has only treated Camos purely as a king.
"I don't think I'm close to him. Apart from the qualifications of the crown prince, I can only be regarded as one of his subordinate generals. Therefore, he prefers his younger brother to a general under his command, which is a matter of course. ."
"and… "
The corners of Heimos' mouth rose slightly.
He suddenly reached out and took Garlan's hand.
Before Garlan, who looked up at him, could react, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Garlan's eyes.
"To say that I am biased, my heart is too biased, even more powerful than King Camos..."
The hand holding Garlan pressed on the side of his chest where his heart was beating.
He stared at the boy in front of him and said softly.
"You know, it's all here."
The originally white cheeks suddenly turned red, and Garlan looked at Heimos, who seemed to be coaxing him softly, and was at a loss.
He had said many times that he would not accept Huymos' feelings.
But now Heimos's attitude towards him, and his undisguised admiration... let him really not know what to do.
…
King Camos' imperial decree has been issued throughout the entire city of Menister. Although it caused a great sensation among the people, under the control of Heimos, the entire city did not cause turmoil.
Earl's external image has always been generous, polite and personable, but his mask is only for fellow powerful people, and he only has a good reputation among the upper classes.
For the common people, and even the lowly poor, Earl, who has a so-called generous name, did not make them better off. The former city lord would at least have pity on them and know how to lighten their burdens, but the city lord of Earl never bothered to pay attention to the lives of the inferior people in his eyes. Therefore, since Earl became the city lord, they have had a harder time every day, and many people miss the old city lord very much.
Therefore, when Heimos issued an order, because the city lord was temporarily unmanned, the taxes for the rest of the year could not be paid, the people of Menister City gave a happy cheer, and they were apprehensive about the city lord being arrested. Anxiety has also been reduced a lot.
Especially after learning that Heimos was the son of the benevolent old city lord, the people in the city no longer had any resistance to him, and all the temporarily issued orders of Heimos were smoothly carried out.
Earl was slowly escorted to the royal city by the knight commander, while Garlan, Heimos and the others took the lead.
By the time they rode back to the royal city, it was almost late at night, and the whole city was silent.
When Garlan stood on horseback in front of the majestic palace, he was a little lost for a while.
He left the palace this time, thinking that he would not come back here for a long time, but he did not expect to stand in front of the gate of the palace again after only twenty days.
He looked at everything he was familiar with, and suddenly he felt a little nostalgic.
He left a note and decided to leave, knowing that his leaving like this would definitely make Brother Wang and the others sad...
Garland took a deep breath.
No matter what, he always has to face it.
If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences yourself.
Because it was late at night, most parts of the palace were already dark, but King Camos' bedroom was still brightly lit.
King Camos sat on the snow-white stone seat with an expressionless face. The bright light shone on his angular and rigid face, making his golden-brown pupils also cast a shallow shadow.
He was obviously not in a good mood at the moment, sitting there wiping the long sword in his hand without saying a word, exuding a great sense of oppression all over his body.
Xie Muer, Taputi, and Kaihos, who had just returned to the royal city in the evening, stood on both sides and stood silently.
Everyone was silent, as if waiting for something.
After a while, Garlan walked in quickly.
His eyes swept across the familiar people in the room, and his footsteps paused, as if hesitating, before slowing down and continuing to walk in.
Xie Mu'er looked up at him and stared at him with a frown, standing motionless.
Tapti showed a bit of excitement and raised his feet to come over, but in the end he didn't move, just stared at Garlan without blinking.
Only the blond knight took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and knelt down in front of Garlan.
"Your Highness..."
He opened his mouth for a long time, and finally only spit out these two words.
That last bit of lingering sound seemed to have a little vibrato.
For a time, Garlan felt more and more guilty.
At that time, he ignored it and chose to walk away willfully, feeling that he had paved the way for Kaijos and the others... But he never thought about whether Kaijos and the others wanted to follow the path he arranged.
But now is not the time to apologize to Kaihos and the others, Garlan raised his head and looked up.
The tall and burly king sat quietly above and stopped wiping the long sword in his hand. It was like a majestic lion sitting atop it, looking down at him with heavy eyes.
King Camos stared at him with sharp eyes that seemed to pierce through him.
Garland's heart tightened.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter when or what happened, King Camos always indulged him, protected him, and looked at him with tender and doting eyes.
His brother had never looked at him with such stern eyes as he did now.
This time... he was wrong.
Garlan leaned over, knelt down on one knee under the Camos throne, and lowered his head.
He didn't say anything, he knew he had done something wrong and there was no reason to argue, so he knelt quietly at Camos' feet.
Camos also looked down at him silently.
The atmosphere in the room was extremely dignified for a while, making it hard to breathe.
Suddenly, King Camos got up, reached out and picked up another sword on the table next to him, and threw it at him.
Garlan raised his hand subconsciously to catch the sword.
"follow me."
King Camos said, still holding the long sword that he had been wiping, he strode out of the room.
Garlan held the sword thrown at him, got up, and followed behind King Camos.
The people who were left in the room looked at each other and followed.
King Camos walked quickly into the garden outside, the bright moonlight fell, he stood on the spacious grass, raised his hand, tore off the thick cloak behind him, and threw it to Tapti who was following. .
The moonlight fell on his sturdy arms, and he raised his hand, the sword in his hand pointed at Garlan.
"Come."
King Camos said in a deep voice.
Those majestic eyes were piercing, staring at Garlan.
Garlan lowered his eyes, let out a long breath, and then, with a clanging sound, the long sword was unsheathed in his hand.
The sharp blade reflected the snow-white moonlight, reflected on his face and in his bright eyes.
He raised his sword and attacked King Camos.
Kammos slashed down with his sword.
The power is so heavy that it leaves no room for it.
The impact of the metal blade exploded sparks in the dark night, and the terrifying force was like the top of Mount Tai, and the shock made Garlan's wrist numb, and the sword in his hand almost dropped.
And at the moment when Garlan was numb and stopped by the huge force, King Kamos shook his body and swayed to Garlan's side.
The blade in his hand turned, and in turn, the hilt slammed heavily on Garlan's back.
That power still did not hold back, and it smashed Garlan to the ground at once.
Kaihos, who was standing next to him, moved his feet, seemingly about to move, but stopped in place the next second.
He clenched his hands tightly, resisting not stepping forward.
"stand up."
King Camos said in a deep voice.
Enduring the pain in his back, Garlan stood up, grabbed the long sword in his hand and attacked again.
Unsurprisingly, soon, he was knocked to the ground by King Camos again.
"Come again."
…
"continue."
…
"stand up."
…
…
"King Camos, that's enough..."
Watching that Garlan was knocked to the ground again and again by King Camos, the female officer Tapti, who was holding King Camos' cloak, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to step forward.
But just as she took a step, she was stopped by Xie Muer by her side.
Shamash's priest shook her head slightly at her, Tapti bit his lower lip, lowered his eyes, and couldn't bear to look any more.
On the green grass, in the dark night, I only saw the blond boy get up from the grass again and again, and then he was knocked to the ground again and again by King Camos mercilessly.
The moonlight shone on his already bruised arms and shoulders, and the boy gasped, shaking slightly, and stood up again.