Even in his rage, King Camos' eyes were extremely sharp.
As soon as Heimos clenched his hand on the ground, he saw it.
"Looks like you don't want to."
Camos said with a sullen face.
This time, Heimos, who had been keeping his head down in silence, raised his head and met the eyes of the furious Lion King.
"Yes."
He says.
The golden red eyes are like the fire of the sunset burning on the horizon at this moment, which is amazingly bright.
He looked straight at Camos, without flinching, without evading.
The anger in the heart of King Camos was still burning, and he resisted not smashing the heavy sword on Heimos, but now he met Heimos' eyes, looking at the young man. With a persistent look on his face, he calmed down when he was still in the rage just now.
He couldn't believe what Sinyas said to him.
He knew that Heimos had always been fond of Gallan, even more so than him.
Many people think that Heimos is very similar to him, powerful, has a great reputation on the battlefield, and is famous for his martial arts. Therefore, those people felt that Heimos was more like his successor.
But King Camos knew very well in his heart that although he was powerful and could protect Aaron Landis on the battlefield, he could only be said to be ordinary in terms of governing the country. For so many years, he had barely maintained Aaron Landis. Sri Lanka is in a neither good nor bad situation.
Heimos is very similar to him in martial arts, but Heimos is far more extreme in character, and if Heimos takes the throne, it is likely to turn Aaron Landis into a military nation .
The final result is either the glory that towers over the clouds, or the demise that never ends—
But that wasn't what he wanted to see.
He does not ask Aaron Landis to stand in the clouds in the flames of war and blood, but only hopes that Aaron Landis will live forever and the people of Aaron Landis will be happy and healthy forever.
And the only one who can realize his hope is Garlan.
Gallan is completely different from Heimos. He may not be as strong as Heimos, but it is precisely because of this that he can understand himself more clearly, and will never be mistaken because of blindly believing in his own power. go astray.
He is intelligent, upright, and able to treat others fairly.
He knows what to do and what not to do, and sticks to his limits.
He is not strong, but when he is required to take responsibility, he never backs down.
His tenacity is greater than anyone else's.
Most importantly, he never regarded his people and Aaron Landis as his possessions, but as beings he was to protect.
—Yes, the king is not the oppressor above Aaron Landis, but the guardian of Aaron Landis.
That child is like the sun in the early morning.
Bright, but not harsh.
Warm, but not burning.
His light may not be dazzling, but it is soft and flowing, and before he knows it, he attracts people to him one by one, and willingly puts his loyalty in front of him.
That child is his king brother.
is the son of the gods.
Aaron Landis' future.
…
"Heimos, I know, you've always liked Garland, since childhood."
After calming down a little, King Camos spoke.
"Your care for Garland is as good as mine, so no matter who provokes me here, I never believe that you will do anything to hurt Garland."
"And this is indeed the case. In order to lead the troops to save Garland, you even put yourself in prison, and even risked your life to rescue him from the sea of fire. That's why I made up my mind to make Garland the leader of the world. Prince, because I believe that no matter what happens, you will protect him."
The Lion King let out a long breath, like a sigh.
"But I always thought that you liked him just like me. It was the brother's love and love for his brother."
He said, "I never imagined that you would..."
He smiled wryly.
"Yeah, I'm still too slow. Thinking about it now, you can vaguely see the way you look at him, your words and deeds to him... It's just that I've never thought about it in that way."
"Heimos, although I have never regarded you as my brother, but I also watched you grow up, it is impossible to say that I have no feelings for you at all."
Although he always looks cold to Heimos, King Camos never puts on the air of a king and makes unreasonable petty tempers only to those he is close to.
Heimos is one of them.
On the surface, he always likes to teach Heimos, but he has been paying attention to his growth, secretly instructing people to protect him, and hone him step by step.
Seeing that Heimos has grown up to what it is now, he didn't say it, and he was very relieved.
But now...
Raising his hand, King Camos pulled out the great sword that had pierced into the bluestone ground, and slammed it into the scabbard.
"I always thought that Gallan sat on the throne, and you protected him as a general. It was the best way for you to protect Aaron Landis together."
"Because of this, I sent you to the Northern Army for training, and then recalled you to the royal city not long ago."
"But now, because of your thoughts, this plan is impossible."
"Heimos, Gallan is my chosen successor and the next king of Aaron Landis. He is more important than anyone else. I will not allow any unstable factors to approach him."
The sense of oppression in the room caused by the rage of the Lion King dissipated little by little. Although King Camos' eyes were still sharp, they were no longer angry.
The tone of his speech was also very calm.
However, it was this calm tone and words that stabbed Heimos's chest like a sharp blade.
"Gallan is still young and doesn't understand feelings, but when he grows up, he will fall in love with a beautiful and gentle girl, and he will be blessed by all the people of Aaron Landis to marry his princess in the limelight. "
"When their child is born, the whole of Aaron Landis will cheer for this child, who will be the future king of Aaron Landis."
Every time King Camos said a word, Heimos pursed his lips and clenched his fingers.
By the end, his knuckles had tightened to the point of almost pale skin.
"Heimos, your feelings may be real, but they will drag Garlan into the abyss."
The Lion King shook his head solemnly, but resolutely.
He looked at Heimos with no room for change.
"I won't allow you to stay by Garlan's side."
He said, word for word.
"As a king, I ordered you to set off immediately and head to the north, and you must not return to the king's city within ten years!"
…
…
It was late at night, and just as Garlan was about to go to bed, the half-open window was suddenly pushed open.
A figure came in through the window.
Garlan felt that he could guess who it was without even looking at it.
He glanced at Heimos, and was about to rant against this guy who always likes to climb over walls and windows and sneak into other people's houses late at night, but before he had time to speak, the landed Heimos had already walked over quickly. .
Suddenly, Heimos reached out and hugged Garlan.
He hugged tightly, wrapping Garlan's whole body tightly in his arms.
He leaned down and buried his head deep in Garlan's neck.
He held it like that without saying a word.
The silver-like moonlight shone down from the wide open window and fell on him, on the fine black hair scattered on Garlan's shoulders.
"… What's wrong?"
Although he couldn't see Heimos's face, Gallan also felt that Heimos was in a bad mood right now.
The person holding him exudes an indescribable feeling, as if... sad.
He hesitated for a moment, and the hand that originally wanted to push away Heimos turned into a circle around Heimos, and patted his back lightly, as if to appease people.
"Did something happen?"
Garland asked in a low voice.
There was silence for a long while, if it wasn't for the strength of the fingers of the person holding him clasping him tightly, he almost thought that time had stopped at this moment.
After a long time, a muffled voice came from his shoulder.
"King Camos asked me to set off for the North...tomorrow."
Garland was startled.
"Did Gai Shuguo come to make trouble again?"
"… "
"Heimos?"
"I'll probably stay in Northland for a few years."
"Huh? Why?"
Garlan asked reflexively, "Didn't you just come back from there not long ago? Why did you have to go there again?"
Heimos didn't answer, just hugged him harder and harder.
Garlan was a little dazed for a while. For some reason, maybe he was infected by Heimos's strong emotions that were almost exuding, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
No matter how he refused in the past, Heimos stayed by his side resolutely, he was helpless.
But when Heimos really wanted to leave him, he actually felt a little stuck in his heart... Obviously more than four years ago, when Heimos went to the Northland, he didn't feel that way at all, why now...
…
This sense of loss is like losing something familiar and accustomed to...
When Garlan was in a trance, Heimos had already let go of his hand.
He straightened up and lowered his head to meet Garlan's gaze.
"Garlan," he said. "I want to kiss you."
"Huh? No, wait, wait, this..."
"I want to kiss you."
Heimos said, looking at the teenager in front of him, he repeated this stubbornly.
The silver-like fragmentary light that came in from the window reflected on the handsome half of his face, hiding the other half in a deep shadow.
The corners of the thin lips reflected a little icy shimmer, as if there was no temperature at all.
"… "
Looking at those golden red eyes, Garlan had already reached the refusal in his throat, and for some reason he swallowed it slowly.
Maybe it was because of the way Heimos looked at him at the moment.
Stubborn, eager, even if it is suppressed, a trace of pain cannot be restrained.
It was that little trace of pain that made people palpitate, and made him unable to say anything about rejection.
"...Just... this one time." The boy said hesitantly, "This has no other meaning... Just, it's just a parting kiss... Wait, uh!"
Before Garlan could finish speaking, Heimos had already held his face, leaned over, and kissed him heavily.
Different from the incomparably gentle kisses in the past few times, no matter how urgent it was, it was gentle, with a feeling of extreme affection.
At this moment, Heimos's kiss was extremely fierce.
It was as if he wanted to swallow Gallan's entire body with his belt bone into his stomach, like a living beast.
However, there was a trace of unspeakable distressing emotions in the ruthlessness of Piansheng, which made Garlan unable to get angry, so he could only subconsciously grasp Heimos' back, closed his eyes, and passively opened his eyes. He pursed his lips, and with some difficulty endured this suffocating demand from the other party like a torrential rainstorm.
He even felt that his lips were already aching, and he didn't know if it was rubbing the skin.
An almost crazy kiss that lasted for an unknown amount of time.
When it was over, Garlan felt that his lips were a little stiff from the pain, and his mind was a little empty. He could only instinctively open his mouth and breathe quickly, and his cheeks were full of crimson.
Heimos looked down at him, his eyes deep.
After a while, he leaned over and lightly licked the blood stains from the corners of his lips that he had broken because he lost control.
"Wait for me to come back, Garland."
He heard Heimos whisper in his ear.
There was a slight pause for a few seconds.
He heard that Heimos's breathing suddenly became faster, and then, a very soft, inaudible voice sounded in his ears.
"… I beg you."
Garland's eyes widened suddenly.
Before he could say anything, Heimos had let go of him, turned around, jumped, and jumped out of the window.
Soon, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
Garlan stared blankly at the back that merged into the darkness, and couldn't make a sound for a while.
He didn't know how difficult it was for Heimos to give up his dignity to say these words.
But he knew that at the end of the last word, that point seemed to be mixed with a lingering reverberation of pain, which made his chest seem to tremble.
[I beg you.]
…
Leaping from the high fence, Heimos walked forward quickly.
He lowered his head slightly, his jet-black hair scattered from his forehead, plunging his eye sockets into deep shadows, making it impossible to see the expression on his face at the moment.
Below the fence, someone leaned against the wall.
The moonlight that fell on the earth illuminated the man's golden hair, and also illuminated the dark eye patch on the man's face.
Kaijos crossed his chest with his hands, stepped back on the wall with one foot, and leaned against the wall.
He stared at Heimos's receding back.
Even if he didn't get close, he could feel the awe-inspiring aura emanating from Heimos, like a blade, with a deep suffocating aura that made people startled.
Kaihos frowned.
Since that day, he has been outside the prince's palace almost every night.
If Heimos came to the prince at night after being warned by him, he would act rudely, and even if he committed the following crimes, he would forcibly stop the other party's behavior.
But these days, Heimos seems to be quiet.
just today...
When Kaihos was about to leave tonight, he was surprised when he saw Heimos suddenly appearing. He was about to make a move when Heimos suddenly said something.
Heimos said that King Camos ordered him to leave for the north tomorrow and not return to the royal city for ten years.
Kaihos's heart skipped a beat.
King Camos got it!
Before he could recover from his shock, Heimos had leaped over him and leaped up the wall.
He subconsciously turned around and wanted to stop, but suddenly, his heart moved, and he stopped inexplicably, and just watched Heimos sneak into the prince's bedroom again.
[You must not return to the royal city within ten years.]
The words of Heimos echoed in his mind several times.
Finally, Kaihos sighed deeply.
He turned back, leaned his arms against the wall against his chest, and waited in silence.
half an hour.
The blond knight said to himself in his heart.
Within half an hour, when His Highness Heimos did not come out, he went in and started.
…
At this moment, looking at Heimos's farther and farther back, Kaihos's eyes were extremely complicated.
He remained leaning against the wall without moving for a long time.
He stared straight ahead until Heimos completely disappeared into the night.
I don't know how long it took, maybe just a moment, maybe a long time.
In the end, the blond knight could only take a long sigh, stood up, and left here.
He thought, to use a common saying in the world, that is...
[Goddess Avtomir ruthlessly threw the hyacinth flower into the man's hand.]
Hyacinth, a desperate love, a love that is doomed to fail.
…
…
In the early morning, the bright but not dazzling sun rose from the horizon.
The wind blew from the sky, blowing high into the sky, shaking the canopy and making the dense foliage rustle. It swooped down from the sky, swept across the ground, and lifted the long mane of the crimson horse that stood silently on the ground, causing it to undulate like a wave.
It was too early, the city gate had just opened, and most of the people in this city had not woken up from their slumber.
Therefore, this place is quiet, with only a few passersby entering and leaving the city gate.
These passersby secretly looked at the group of knights standing outside the city gate in leather armor with curious eyes.
Following Heimos at the moment were his subordinate Soga, the priest of Nanna, and dozens of knights following him.
The order given by King Camos to let him go to the Northland was too hasty and urgent, and most people in the royal city did not know about it.
So, almost no one came to see them off.
Riding on the crimson steed, Heimos raised his head high, as if looking for something.
His jet-black hair was lifted from his cheeks by the wind, revealing the rough lapis lazuli earrings on his ears.
The morning sun shines brightly on the lapis lazuli earrings.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on one place.
On the high city wall, the young man stood there, his bright blonde hair reflected in the sunlight into Heimos's eyes.
The golden light fell into his pupils, as if to drive away the shadows deposited in his eyes, making his originally cold eyes a little warmer and brighter.
Garlan stood on the city wall, looking down at Heimos, the wind blowing over the city wall lifted his long golden hair.
Cayhorth stood silently behind.
After a while, Garlan raised his hand and waved gently towards Heimos.
Then, he turned and left.
When the golden color disappeared from the bottom of his eyes, the golden red eyes seemed to be shrouded in shadows again, a little deeper.
Heimos turned back, stroked the horse under him lightly, and tightened the reins.
Beside him, Suojia, who was also riding a horse, glanced at him and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"If you live below others, you cannot control your own destiny. As long as the superiors say a word, they can easily veto you."
Suojia's voice was soft and low.
"Just like now, King Camos expelled you from the royal city, but you couldn't resist at all."
"His Royal Highness."
He says,
"Only by being the controller and taking everything in your own hands can you get what you want."
Heimos didn't speak, his face was cold, as if he didn't hear what Suojia said at all.
But his hand holding the reins clenched hard at this moment, betrayed him, and exposed the waves in his heart at this moment.
He remained silent.
The next second, he flicked the reins and galloped away.
He lowered his head slightly, the black hair on his forehead dancing in the wind, revealing the dark blue God of War rune on his forehead.
The huge royal city disappeared behind him little by little.
The sound of the wind whistled past his ears and scratched his cheeks. It was icy cold, but there seemed to be a fire burning fiercely in his heart.
He went north.
-Only by becoming the master can you get what you want-
…
…
A few days later, in a remote dimly lit room, there was a low voice of conversation.
"Ready?"
"Yes, everything is arranged."
"Then do it, kill that one."
The voice was very low, with a hint of old hoarseness.
"Tomorrow is the best chance, be sure to kill with one hit."
In the shadows, the man spoke so quietly.
"This time, we must get rid of Prince Garlan, and bring the expelled Prince Heimos back to the palace."