The bright sun shone on the earth, the breeze blew, and the crescent-shaped pool shimmered, sweeping into the wind the fragrance of the lavender lotus flowers unfolding among the green leaves on the water's surface.
The sweet breeze playfully surrounded the huge circular stone pillars, and then blew into the hall. On the spacious high platform, there is a soft and cool ice silk cloth. The snow-white cloth hangs down along the edge of the high platform, and the corners embroidered with gold threads are on the bluestone floor.
The king of Aaron Landis sat on the high platform, with one foot crossed, the other fell from the edge of the high platform and stepped on the ground. He was wearing the same simple and neat clothes as he had seen for the first time, and there were no other accessories on his body except for the brown leather wristbands with golden lines embedded on his wrists.
With one hand on his side cheek, he tilted his head and looked at the younger brother who was sitting cross-legged beside him, his thick eyebrows raised slightly, and his expression looked extremely happy.
His younger brother's attention was not on him, but looked down at the little brown hair ball rolling around in front of him.
The little hairball held a piece of half-baked meat with two small claws and tried to bite on it. However, although it was working hard, its little teeth were not sharp enough, and it was holding the piece of meat. After biting for a while, I gnawed off a small piece.
From Garlan's point of view, he felt that he saw this little milk lion rolling around like he was playing with a ball of meat.
"Nega."
After a while, he said something softly, staring at the little lion.
Looking at him and the little lion, the corner of King Camos' mouth raised.
"Yeah, that's the name you gave it," he asked. "It's decided?"
"Yes."
"Nega, the patron saint of destruction and war..." Kamos smiled, "It seems that you have high expectations for this little guy."
"Because... its father is so good, it should be... "
Garland answered vaguely.
He thought, after all, he was a terrifying lion on the battlefield that followed you, brother Wang, to the north and south. How could he deserve a majestic name
Otherwise, when you need a big lion to appear on the battlefield in the future, Brother Camos, you shout in front of everyone—
'Mimi, rush! '
'Mimi, bite him! '
'Mimi, come with me! '
…
…
He suddenly had the urge to simply name this little hairball Mimi.
Shaking his head to get rid of the idea of spoofing in his head, Garlan looked down at the little hairball in front of him who was still struggling with the flesh. Why did he feel so useless
Thinking so, he couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and poked at the fluffy little head. The little milk lion who was poked on the head put down the piece of meat that he was trying to gnaw, raised his head to look at him, then threw the piece of meat aside, rolled around, turned his back to the sky, his limbs up, and aimed at Gal. Lan showed her chubby little belly, and her small eyes stared at Garlan, and then she let out a milky whimper.
rub me rub me~~
Garland: "..."
I think you should still be called Mimi...
Naturally, Camos didn't know what Gallan was thinking at the moment. If he knew, he would probably have twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and then deprived a child of his naming rights.
Footsteps sounded from outside, from far to near, walking towards this side.
The priest of Shamash, who was holding a scepter, walked over the steps, walked into the main hall, stood under the high platform, bowed slightly and bowed his head to King Camos above.
"King Camos, the will will be released to all parts of the country tomorrow." He said with a calm face, "Please put on the royal seal."
After he finished speaking, Xie Muer stepped forward. He held a rectangular cyan stone plate in both hands. The stone plate was filled with snow-white and delicate white mud. The surface of the white mud was concave lines. Qi text.
The language of the text is beautiful and gorgeous, to the effect that King Camos has chosen two king brothers and is now announcing the matter to the whole country.
The white mud in the bluestone plate was still moist and soft at the moment. Camos read the text on the white mud from beginning to end to confirm that it was correct, and then took off the gold ring on the middle finger. The ring surface was carved with green malachite. It is a small imperial seal with delicate lines and special characters.
Camos pressed it down on the soft white clay, leaving a clear pattern on the white clay.
After King Camos stamped the royal seal, Xie Muer handed the bluestone slab to his subordinates behind him. His servants bowed and stepped back, and they would send the bluestone slab to the firing place. After baking, the white clay would harden into a very smooth porcelain, and the writing and patterns on it would also be It is completely fixed and cannot be changed. The original version left in the royal city will see gold threads in the lines of the characters.
In this way, there is no need to worry about the king's will being altered by people with ulterior motives.
At the same time, the use of this form of imperial edict can also make the king's will appear more unique and sacred.
"there's one more thing."
The subordinate escorted the will and left, and Xie Muer was still standing in the same place, still with the usual expressionless appearance, and opened his mouth to speak.
"Please appoint the instructors of the two princes as soon as possible."
Prince of Garland.
Prince Heimos.
These two princes, as the younger brothers of King Camos, initially have the temporary right of succession to the throne.
However, this is only temporary, and they need to grow up as soon as possible when King Camos has no queen.
Camos stroked his stubble chin.
"You're one of them," he said without hesitation. "How about it, Xie Muer, which one do you want to teach?"
"It's up to you, King Camos."
"What if I let you choose?"
"..." The priest of Shamash was silent for a moment, and then answered calmly. He said, "I will choose to teach Prince Heimos."
The tone of his answer was very smooth, without the slightest fluctuation, even if the other prince he did not choose was there, his answer was still firm.
The blond child paused for a second while rubbing the soft belly of the little lion, and then continued rubbing, only a little heavier, causing Nega, who was lying on the ground with her limbs upside down, to tilt her head and look at him with a whimper. .
Gallan looked at each other for a moment with those pea-sized eyes, stretched out his hand, picked up the little milk lion, put it in his arms, and stroked the fluffy little head one by one.
Although he had already guessed the ending, his chest still froze uncontrollably when Xie Muer said those words.
Fortunately, this warm and fluffy little guy relieved the coldness in his chest.
I see.
he thinks.
From the beginning, Heimos was what Xie Muer wanted to choose.
It turned out that from the beginning, this person did not teach him willingly.
So, no wonder, no wonder this person could abandon him after more than eight years, after all, that was Xie Muer's choice from the beginning.
…
It has nothing to do with me.
Gallan stroked the little lion in his arms, Nega lay on his arm, and rubbed his little head left and right on his chest.
he thinks.
This so-called king brother, this so-called prince of Aaron Landis, he can't do it for long.
He is stubborn and stubborn, and since he has made a decision, he will go all the way.
He said he didn't want that throne, but he didn't.
Therefore, Xie Muer chooses whomever he likes, and he doesn't care.
King Kamos looked down at the priest Shamash who looked back at him calmly, and then glanced at Garlan, who was playing with the little milk lion and seemed to have not heard what Shemuer said at all. The corner lifted slightly.
"Garlan, it's time for you to take a nap." He patted his head with a smile and said, "Children don't sleep much, and they won't grow taller in the future~"
After he said that, he raised his hand and waved, signaling for someone to come, and let the guard take the little brother to the side bedroom next to him to take a nap.
The child raised his head, glanced at him with his big golden pupil, and said nothing, he obediently put down the little lion in his arms, and re-shoved the mutilated piece of meat into the little lion's claws, then got up and followed the maid who served him. left.
After Garlan left, Camos raised his hand again to signal the maid and the guards and servants who were serving him to step down. In this way, he and Xi Muer were the only two left in the room.
"You choose... er, who is that?... er, it seems to be called, He, He... He what?"
King Camos pondered for a while before he remembered the name of the black-haired boy.
"…Prince Heimos."
Xie Muer was choked for a moment, and then answered.
"Oh, I see."
Camos said, waving his hand.
"Ximuel, I appointed you to be the teacher of Garland."
He said, the final word.
After thinking about it, he added a few more words.
"Garlan will be handed over to you, take good care of him for me, no scolding, let alone beating, um, reprimanding is also not allowed, in short, do not bully him."
Xie Muer: "..."
Since you were forcibly appointed, what was the point of letting me choose someone just now
And I don’t say anything about beatings and scoldings, and I don’t allow reprimands. How can I teach them
Although he was thinking with dissatisfaction in his heart, his face was still calm, and he bowed his head slightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
He calmly accepted the appointment of King Camos.
King Camos, who was sitting on the high platform, looked down at him, with one hand on the knee of his crossed left leg, with a playful smile in his eyes.
"Are you scolding me in your heart?"
"… "
Saying 'yes' is disrespectful to the king.
To say 'no' is to lie to the king and also to be disrespectful.
So Xie Muer chose to remain silent.
Camos laughed out loud.
"Do you think it's hard for me to be strong?"
Xie Muer thought for a while, and then answered.
"Prince Garland is weak."
He said very bluntly, his words were to the point, without the slightest euphemism or concealment.
"He can't afford Aaron Landis' future."
Camos was still laughing.
"Ximul, don't you think this sentence sounds familiar?"
"… "
"'Prince Camos! How can you bear the future of Aaron Landis like you are now!'... This sentence." Camus, who has become the king of Aaron Landis and is loved by all the people, deliberately uses eccentric The emphasis imitated Xie Muer's voice, "I have heard this sentence from you no less than ten times since I was a child. You always think that I am not a qualified prince."
He said, "Now what?"
He smiled lightly and said, "Do you think I am a qualified king?"
Xie Muer leaned over, knelt down, put the scepter in one hand on the ground, and covered his heart with the other.
"You are the worthy king of Aaron Landis."
He said decisively and from the heart.
"Yeah, I feel the same way, no one can do it better than me."
Camos said, in a sound of righteousness.
He didn't need humility, he saved Aaron Landis, and that was his responsibility and his pride.
"So, Xie Mu'er, don't jump to conclusions too quickly."
He said this, and suddenly the topic changed, pointing to the little milk lion who was still struggling with the flesh with his unsharp teeth.
The little lion Nega, holding the piece of meat, rolled around, how stupid and cute he looked.
Camos looked happy.
"Look, how is this little guy? Doesn't he look stupid?"
Xie Muer: "?"
He looked at the little milk lion that was not full moon yet, wondering why King Camos suddenly mentioned it.
"Look, isn't it cute? Just like my brother Wang, both are so cute, right?"
As King Kamos said, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the little Nega with a big hand, and pinched it in his hand.
The little milk lion, who was nibbling on the meat, was suddenly caught, and the person he hated the most was the one he hated the most. His fingers bit off.
Kamos smiled and let it bite. His fingers were full of calluses, and the skin was thick and fleshy. Niega's small fangs gnawed on his fingers for a long time without moving, only a layer of paste on his fingers. saliva.
"Cute is cute, but looks weak, right?"
The man's eyes narrowed slightly, forming a thin gap, and a terrifying oppressive force suddenly radiated from his body, and his gestures tightened.
"Look, it's so weak, so small, I can crush it to death with just a little force."
Xie Mu'er stood below and watched silently, he just watched and didn't say anything.
The little milk lion was pinched so loudly that it was obviously hurting and felt uncomfortable, but it just made such a whimper and continued to bite the finger that was holding it fiercely, even scratching and biting, Very vicious.
That's because it is a beast... No, it should be said, that is its inherent ferocity as the future king of beasts, and also, pride.
King Camos smiled, let go of his hand, and let go of Little Nega.
The little hairball that was put down turned over, rolled and stood up, not escaping, not afraid, just standing there and roaring fiercely at Camos.
"Those little things that are only born as pets, as long as they see me, they will turn around and run away in fright. Once they are approached by me, they will be frightened and tremble..."
"But this little guy, even if I get caught, will bite me fiercely," Camos said.
"Even if he looks like a weak little guy now, he will become a terrifying lion in the future."
"Indeed, the child does look weak now. To us, he is so weak that we can squeeze it to death with one hand."
King Camos said with a smile that his sitting posture looked lazy, but even if he just sat there quietly, he was like a brown lion lying lazily on the ground, with an invisible deterrent force. .
He squinted and smiled, and there was some kind of interest in his golden-brown eyes.
"Even with such a weak child, maybe in the future, he can become a lion that can shock all directions with a roar... What?"
He paused.
"So, Xie Mu'er, can you be a little more patient?"
He says,
"After all, that is the only little guy in this world who has defeated the invincible King Camos."
Xie Muer, who had been silent for a long time, frowned when he heard this.
"… Victory?"
he asked suspiciously.
When and where did something happen that he didn't know about
King Camos: "..."
Accidentally slipped my tongue...
He quickly changed the subject.
"Anyway, it's decided."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand willfully to drive someone away.
"You can leave."
As the mighty King Camos, it is impossible for others to know that embarrassing thing, and it is impossible in this life.
…
However, our mighty King Camos didn't know it, and not long after that, His Excellency the Priest directly asked his new apprentice—yes, the well-behaved (?) little king who answered whatever he asked— Then Xie Muer got an answer that made him want to hit someone.
The author has something to say: When I grow up, I become you~~