Over there, the maid who believed in Aphrodite was still imagining, feeling and heartbroken because of the 'hopeless, heartbreaking love'.
Here, Garlan, who had already reflected that he didn't need to hide Heimos, was in a panic.
It was obvious that Heimos often came to him at night, and whether it was the female officer Tapti or other maids had long been used to it, even if the maid saw Heimos, it was no big deal, but why was he nervous at that time? Amazing, how about he hurriedly pressed Heimos into the flower bush
It made it seem like they were in a private meeting, and they couldn't see anyone.
…
Pooh!
What a private meeting, it is impossible for him to have a private meeting with Heimos in this life!
While thinking so sullenly, Garlan turned around and looked behind him.
Heimos was sitting among the flowers, with no nervous expression on his face at all. Instead, when Garlan looked at him, he curled his lips into a smile.
Then, he stretched out his hand to Garland, and it looked like he wouldn't get up if Garland didn't give him a hand.
The handsome young man sat among the lilac hyacinth flowers, the starlight fell into his bright golden red pupils, like gems glowing in the dark night.
Even the posture of sitting on the ground and the gesture of reaching out to Garlan gave people a lazy and beautiful feeling.
Garlan stared at the hand that was reaching out to him for a long time, but did not move.
But he did not move, nor did Heimos.
The hand was so stubbornly hanging in the air, and Heimos's eyes stared straight at Garlan.
Obviously, if Garlan doesn't do something, Heimos really doesn't plan to get up.
... This guy is cheating.
Garland was both funny and angry, but, with what he knew about Heimos, if he turned away now, Heimos could really stubbornly sit here all night until dawn.
When Tapti and the other maids come out...
Garland couldn't imagine the commotion that would occur.
He sighed slightly, reached out and grabbed Heimos's hand, pulling it hard.
Heimos took it as soon as he saw it, and stopped taking Joe, and stood up at his strength.
Garland resolutely interrupted to drive people away.
"It's very late, I'm going to rest, you go back quickly."
"it is good."
Heimos agreed so succinctly that Garlan was a little surprised.
He raised his face and looked at Heimos suspiciously, trying to see if Heimos was thinking something else.
Heimos was really making up his mind.
The moment Garlan looked up at him, he seized the moment and lowered his head quickly.
Before Garlan could react, his lips already fell on the soft blonde hair on Garlan's forehead.
He kissed Garlan lightly on the forehead.
It was the same action as the boy kissed his forehead in the pool in the afternoon.
However, compared to Garlan's apologetic and consoling kiss, his kiss at the moment was more gentle, and his gaze on the boy in front of him was full of nostalgia.
Then, without waiting for Garlan to speak, he simply turned around and left.
By the time Garlan called out his name angrily, Heimos had already walked away.
Garlan stood where he was, staring blankly at the figure that leaped up the wall and disappeared into the night.
The guy ran so fast that he couldn't even get angry.
In the end, he could only take a long sigh.
By the way, doesn't this guy have high self-esteem
Tapti said that if he is rejected once, he will give up, and Heimos has been rejected so many times by himself, and he has to hold on to him...
Um
Speaking of which, how many times has he rejected Heimos
If you count from childhood...
Garlan subconsciously looked to the other side of the courtyard, where the tall stone statue of Goddess Isdar's fountain stood.
At that time, Heimos, who was still a teenager, told him there that he would protect him and protect him with his whole life, but remembering that he was poisoned by Heimos under the fountain, he pushed him away mercilessly. Heimos.
However, when he was young, Heimos was very arrogant. After being rejected by him, he stayed away from him.
If it wasn't for the subsequent fire incident, he dreamed of the truth, maybe he and Heimos would have parted ways after that rejection, and their relationship would have been cold when they grew up...
And then at the celebration feast after escorting the Tasdar mission back, Heimos found him who had climbed to the attic on the top of the mountain because he was a little drunk.
At that time, he thought that Heimos was going to push him off the top of the mountain, so he broke out in a cold sweat and woke up with alcohol. He was pushed down by Heimos and fell to his death.
He thought that he was going to repeat the same mistakes... In the end, he didn't expect that Heimos suddenly kissed him and expressed his love to him.
At the time, he was completely stunned.
Speaking of which, the grown-up Heimos is much more difficult to fool than when he was a teenager, and it is not so easy to refuse...
Finally, this time, in the place where he was nailed to the city wall by a sword in his previous life, he thought that Heimos had remembered the events of previous lives, and regained his hatred for him, nervous and nervous. is sad...
…
Um
Garlan thought about it in retrospect, and suddenly felt that something was a little strange.
Thinking about it again, he reacted instantly.
It's not an illusion, it's really weird.
Every time Heimos confessed to him, he would remember the scene of being killed by him, because each time they happened to be where he was killed.
Garland: "..."
Feeling suddenly very complicated.
… a coincidence
Every time he was courted by the person who killed him at the place where he was killed last time, last time, last time, last time, he was very tired.
I really don't know if it's his bad luck or Heimos' bad luck...
…
After being interrupted by the maid like this, Gallan failed to refute what Heimos said, so inexplicably it seemed that they had reached an agreement like this.
When Garlan mentioned it again later, Heimos looked at him and said that he did not refuse that night, but acquiesced to what he said. But now Gallan suddenly regrets it again, this is not right.
Garland: "..."
Suddenly, I wanted to trouble the interrupting maid.
No, it's not right to take anger like that.
In the final analysis, Heimos is playing a rogue.
In short, as long as he wants to refuse, Heimos has only one attitude, I don't listen, I don't listen.
That’s it, what made Garlan irritated the most was that Heimos didn’t know what attributes he had awakened, and began to sneak into his bedroom every night to find him.
But he didn't do anything, just talk to him, or play a few Ulur chess, or talk about political or even military affairs. Even if Garlan asked Heimos about the Northland Legion, Heimos never concealed it, and would tell him frankly.
At most, he held his hand and looked at him with bright eyes.
"For these things, you can come to me during the day, right?"
After ten days or so, when he was almost hit by the night-watching maid again, Garlan finally couldn't bear to ask this question.
What's wrong with Heimos? Obviously, they can come to him in an upright manner, but they have to come to see him secretly in the middle of the night, and they have to avoid people's eyes and ears, making them seem to be doing something shameful.
As a result, every time someone came over, he became inexplicably nervous.
In the dark, Heimos and Garlan sat side by side by the pool.
Hearing Garlan's words, he turned his head, and there was a little smile in his golden red eyes.
He said, "Don't you think this kind of late-night rendezvous is more exciting and can break through emotional barriers?"
Garland: "..."
Late-night rendezvous is a fart, breaking through the barriers of feelings, do you think this is Juliet and Romeo
The young man was so angry that he cursed in his heart.
"and… "
"what?"
Garland looked at him angrily.
Heimos looked at him sideways, his eyes slightly curved.
Under the silent night sky, the stars all over the sky fell on the pond water, and the fine silver brilliance swayed on the water surface, reflecting on the handsome side cheek.
He reached out and held the hand of the young man beside him, and said, "When I tell you about my love, are you sure you want others to listen?"
Garlan was stunned for a moment, and then, his cheeks suddenly turned a little red.
Even though his face was a little hot, he still retorted back in disapproval.
"You also know that your feelings are wrong, you can't let people know."
"I don't think my feelings are wrong, and I don't mind letting others know. I can express my crush on you in front of everyone, anywhere, anytime."
Still holding Garlan's hand, Heimos's eyes did not evade.
He said, "But you don't want to, do you?"
"Uh… "
"You don't want to, so I won't do it."
Heimos bowed his head.
In the cool night wind, his warm lips gently fell on the white back of the hand he was holding.
"I won't do anything to embarrass you," he said.
Garlan pursed his lips, as if hesitating.
He lowered his eyes, the tips of those long eyelashes seemed to move slightly in the wind.
He didn't say anything in the end, but he didn't break away from the hand held by Heimos.
…
It was late at night, and the whole palace was quiet, and most of the lights had been extinguished, only the lights on the corridors and roads were still on.
Skillfully jumping off the high wall of the Garland Palace, Heimos walked quickly along the remote path in the corner.
Soon, Garlan's palace disappeared behind him.
After he had walked for a while, Heimos suddenly stopped when he reached the depths of the secluded garden path.
The moonlight on the gravel-paved path illuminated the quiet grove.
"Are you going to follow me until I go back?"
He spoke to the deserted grove.
As soon as Heimos finished speaking, someone stood up from behind a thick tree trunk.
The man came out of the shadows and walked to Heimos.
The moonlight shines on the man's face, and the golden hair reflects the shallow moonlight. On that face, the pitch-black eye patch covering the small side of the cheek is extremely conspicuous.
"His Royal Highness, may I ask you a question?"
Kaihos stood opposite, looking at Heimos with a faint expression.
"You ask."
"... When did you have such ulterior motives for the prince?!"
As soon as those words fell, the one-eyed knight's originally indifferent expression suddenly changed.
With a bang, the sharp blade on his waist was unsheathed, and slid through a snow-white arc in the dark night, with the tip of the sword pointing at Heimos on the opposite side.
His emerald green eyes stared at Heimos, and at this moment, his eyes were like the blade of a sword in his hand, extremely sharp.
An anger surged violently in Kaihos's chest.
Although he had vaguely felt that Heimos had a special affection for the prince and treated the prince more than anyone else, he never thought that Heimos had such thoughts for the prince.
"do not know."
Kaihos sneered.
"Don't you dare answer?"
"…I mean, I don't know."
Heimos answered indifferently, raised his hand, and drew the sharp sword from his waist.
He didn't even know when he put Garlan in the softest place in his heart.
He thought he was cold-hearted, afraid that he would not fall in love with anyone in this life, but only later did he realize that he had long been deeply infatuated with someone.
Kaihos took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Your feelings may not be hypocritical..."
Even if he was extremely angry about this, he had to admit that Heimos's love for the prince was probably true.
He could see it.
He knew what it was like to be deeply in love with someone.
"But I can also see that the prince doesn't feel the same way about you."
"Your Highness Heimos, you should know how much obstacles you will have when you are together. The prince is already the crown prince and will become the king of this country in the future. If he chooses to be with you, it will be an extremely difficult and even Painful way."
Kaijos stared straight at Heimos, the sword in his hand still pointed at Heimos.
"If that is the prince's choice, he is willing to choose you, willing to take that hard road, and I will follow his will."
The one-eyed knight shook his head slightly.
"But not yet, the prince is still young, he has not liked anyone, and he has not liked you. He has better choices and easier paths."
"As his guardian knight, it is my duty to protect him and help him stay away from that difficult path."
He says,
"So, I'm sorry, Your Highness Heimos, you must give up the prince."
Heimos looked calm, but the sword in his hand was already raised.
"No one can make me give up on him."
He said in a calm tone, but firmer than anything else.
"Even the gods of Aaron Landis."
"...Alright."
Kaijos breathed out softly, the muscles in his arms tensing a little.
He stood there, bowing slightly, the whole person was ready to go, and the monstrous fighting spirit had faintly radiated from his body.
"'The knight of the sun'...and, the 'black knight of hell'..."
"Maybe this is the will of the gods in the dark, and you and I are destined to have this battle."
At the moment when his last sentence fell, the tall body of the blond knight attacked Heimos like a wild leopard with a swiftness that did not match his body shape.
A clanging sound.
Sparks fly.
The two sharp swords collided abruptly.
The sparks that the sharp blades rubbed against each other suddenly exploded in the dark night.