The petals of the tiny snowflakes were swept up by the warm wind and rustled from the sky.
They passed by the boy who was held in midair, and occasionally a few petals were stained on the boy's long golden hair.
He was clearly ready to land, but he was grabbed by a big brown hand that stretched out suddenly in mid-air, and Garlan was taken aback.
He looked at Heimos who was holding him, and his hands, who were still hanging in the air, instinctively pressed on the black shoulder armors on Heimos' shoulders, and he didn't seem to react.
Those slightly widened golden eyes stared at Heimos in a daze, as if trying to think about why this person suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was like a kitten that jumped agilely and wanted to run away was suddenly carried into the air. The confused eyes were so cute that the corners of Heimos' lips rose. Getting more and more powerful.
He didn't put Garlan down either, and just continued to hold it up in the air.
A few strands of soft gold threads hung down from above, scattered on his bare arms, like golden ornaments wrapped around honey-colored skin.
"Caught."
Heimos made a low voice with a little smile.
He looked up at Garland.
It was clearly sharp-edged eyes that were slightly raised, but when reflecting on the boy who was lifted up by him, the tenderness at the bottom of those golden-red eyes seemed to overflow.
Even the tiny petals that rustled past him seemed to be infected with this gentle breath, and were dyed a little soft pink by the setting sun.
Garlan regained his senses and patted Heimos on the shoulder.
"Put me down."
He said angrily, being held in mid-air and unable to use his strength.
Heimos smiled and put Garlan down obediently.
Even if he has a powerful strength far beyond others, his movements of putting the boy down are still extremely careful and gentle, as if he is holding a treasure that will be shattered when the wind blows.
Even though Garland had already landed, his fingers were still firmly held on Garland's waist, and he released it after confirming that he was completely standing.
"When did you come back... uh, no, how did you know I was here?"
Garland was puzzled.
It has become a daily routine for him to go missing every now and then, and even the rigid and serious Xie Muer was so tormented that he was about to lose his temper.
He is still measured, even if he disappears, it will usually not exceed three or four hours, and when the time is up, he will go back by himself.
When he was not very proficient at the beginning, Xie Muer could find him quickly, but as his sneaking skills became more and more proficient, if he didn't take the initiative to go back, Xie Muer would hardly be able to find him.
However, what makes Garlan wonder is that no matter where he hides, Heimos can always find him easily.
Just like now, even if this guy hasn't returned to the palace before sneaking away, he can catch himself.
"Come back an hour ago."
Heimos slyly answered only the first question.
In the high sky above his head, the black eagle, which could only see small black spots because it flew too high, spread its wings and flew into the distance.
Under the sharp eagle eye, the entire vast palace can be seen.
Anu circled around the palace, finding out Garlan was a simple matter.
Of course, Heimos would not tell Garlan about this.
This time as well, Black Hawk Anu took him to find here.
Inside of white stone wall.
In a small garden surrounded by high stone walls, a teenager lying sideways on an azure cape spread on the grass slept sweetly, his long golden hair spread out on the grass, reflecting the sunlight, as if flowing golden stream.
separated by a wall.
Outside the white stone wall.
The sun fell on the handsome face of the man in jet-black armor leaning on the stone wall with his arms bent and his knees bent.
Heimos waited silently.
He could clearly hear the familiar shallow breathing of the sleeping boy from the opposite side of the stone wall.
The dense canopy of olive trees above shrouded his upper body in mottled tree shadows, and occasionally, a few tiny white petals fell from the waiting man.
Those thin lips were pursed lightly, and at this moment, even the shadow of the eyelashes falling on his cheek seemed to reveal a little tenderness.
He waited patiently for a long time, and finally waited for the boy who fell from the sky.
He reached out and grabbed him.
…
"How did you know I was going to jump from here?"
Heimos raised his hand and pointed at the olive tree above with his thumb.
"Only here is this tree sticking out of the wall."
"... how long have you been waiting here?"
"One hour."
"… "
In other words, did Heimos find him as soon as he returned to the palace
Garlan glanced at Heimos.
It seems that this guy did come to him directly as soon as he came back, and the armor on his body has not been replaced.
"You should go back and change your armor first."
While speaking, Garlan raised his hand and tapped the jet-black breastplate with his knuckles with his backhand.
The armor of Heimos is specially made, which is far stronger than ordinary armor. Ordinary swords cannot cause damage to it at all, but it is also much heavier than ordinary armor.
... Anyway, Gallan has self-knowledge, if he wears it, let alone fighting, just walking for a while can crush him.
"Even if you don't feel heavy, normal people will feel hot in this weather, right?"
The hand that knocked on the opponent's chest was held by Heimos, and as soon as Gallan raised his eyes, he met Heimos's eyes that lowered slightly and looked at him.
Those golden red eyes seemed to be filled with the sunset on the horizon at the moment.
Heimos looked at Garlan, as if entangling the boy's figure in the red sunset under his eyes.
"I want to see you," he said.
Even if it's a second earlier.
Although the latter sentence was not spoken, Garlan could clearly read the meaning from the golden red pupils staring at him.
This is not deliberate sweet talk.
Garlan knew very well that the man in front of him was simply expressing what was in his heart.
Heimos has always so calmly declared his feelings in front of him.
However, it is this natural calm attitude that makes it more and more... unstoppable.
Perhaps because the setting sun was still very hot, Garlan felt that the tips of his ears were a little hot.
Suppressing the slightly hot feeling in his heart, he opened his mouth, just about to say something.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
The loud noise came from the stone wall.
It seems that someone slammed the stone wall with a heavy punch inside, and the strength of that force made the hard stone wall seem to be shaking. Even the olive tree leaning against the stone wall swayed, and the white petals rained down and fell to the two of them under the tree.
Uh, almost forgot.
Shemuel is still inside.
Garlan, who was covered in tiny white petals, finally remembered the high priest chasing after him.
He was so angry that he smashed the wall in front of his subordinates regardless of his image...
Garlan could even imagine the appearance of Xi Muer's face ashen with anger inside the stone wall at the moment.
Facing the angry high priest, the young king resolutely decided to avoid his edge first.
Escape first.
According to past experience, confronting Xie Mu'er in anger is no different from courting death.
"Walk."
Garland said.
He didn't wait for Heimos to answer, the hand held by Heimos on his chest, a backhand, grabbed Heimos's hand.
Then, he dragged Heimos and fled here in a hurry, leaving the angry high priest behind the stone wall.
The moment he was dragged by Garlan and ran away, Heimos was stunned.
But he reacted quickly.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell from the back of the young man who was dragging him to the hands they were clasping tightly.
They look like this now... a bit like they're eloping
The black knight, who was unparalleled on the battlefield and made everyone terrified, was thinking about it in his heart at this moment, and then he was satisfied with his brain supplement.
…
…
He ran to a remote place along the way, and when he ran far away, he was sure that the high priest of his family couldn't catch up and couldn't find it, and then Garlan stopped.
He bent over, put his hands on his thighs, and gasped violently.
Because he was worried about being caught up by Xie Muer, he didn't dare to stop at all, and ran at the fastest speed for more than ten minutes before he dared to stop to take a breath.
The weather was already hot, and this run made his forehead sweat ooze out, and the blond hair on his forehead was glued to his skin, which was really uncomfortable.
Garlan turned his head and looked around, saw a pool not far away, and immediately got up and walked over quickly.
A few white lotus flowers are still in bud at the moment, swaying gently in the wind.
The emerald green lotus leaves float on the clear water surface, and as the water fluctuates up and down, a few drops of water roll on the emerald green leaves.
The boy leaned over and knelt down by the water, reached out and splashed a splash of clear water on his face.
He closed his eyes, and the remaining water droplets slid down the white skin of his cheeks, dripping from his chin back into the pool.
The refreshing cold water took away the heat on the face, washed away the sweat, and made people feel much refreshed.
He exhaled softly and stood up.
Raising his hand, he casually lifted the blond hair that had slipped from his shoulders to his chest and pulled it behind his shoulders. Garlan turned around and was about to go back.
But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, making him sway unsteadily.
Garlan reacted very quickly, and he reached out and pressed the rock next to him, and stabilized his body.
At the same moment when he stood firm, the hand that was suddenly stretched out from the side was already behind him, obviously trying to catch him who almost fell.
However, Garlan is now standing on his own.
That's why Heimos's outstretched arm hangs in the air beside Garlan's side, which seems a bit redundant.
So Garlan, who didn't need Heimos' help at all, simply stretched out his hand and pushed away the arm that wanted to protect him.
He looked down at his right foot, looking for the reason he nearly tripped.
Because of the heat, he now wears light, cool, thin-soled sandals with long white straps crisscrossed around his calf.
At a glance, he saw that the white strap wrapped around his right calf was unraveling. It seemed that when he knelt by the pool and got up after washing his face, he was caught by a short branch next to him. When he stood up, he didn't pay attention. Pulled away.
So he stumbled.
Garlan leaned over directly, wanting to squat down to tie the loose straps.
But before he had time to bend down, Heimos suddenly grabbed his waist and lifted him up just like before.
Garlan was stunned, and the next second, the man was already sitting on the rock next to him.
He was lifted like a child by Heimos and placed on the rock.
Heimos bent over and knelt down in front of Garlan.
He re-wraps the unraveled white strap around his fair calf and fastens it for Garlan.
- That behavior that should be done by servants or servants, but was done by this man with a natural attitude.
His calm demeanor made this humble demeanor show no embarrassment at all, but instead gave people an indescribable tenderness.
"All right."
Tying Garlan's shoelaces, Heimos looked up.
The eyes he looked at Garlan were full of indulgence, like a deep sea that could not sink to the bottom, almost drowning in it.
Garland was a little dumbfounded.
He remembered the incident when he was caught when he jumped down, the incident when he just tripped over Heimos and immediately reached out to protect him, and now, even the shoelaces are not allowed to be tied by himself...
"Heimos, you don't need to do this."
He sighed and said helplessly,
"Don't you think you're a little overprotective like this? There's really no need to..."
"probably."
Glancing at Garlan, Heimos replied.
He said as he stood up.
But then he leaned forward again, pressing his hands on the rocks on either side of the boy.
Relying on his height advantage, he pressed down condescendingly, in a posture that almost encircled Garlan sitting on the rock in his arms.
"However, that's also because 'My Majesty' is so lovable that I can't restrain my desire to protect him."
It was obviously a very low voice, but it was slightly raised on the words 'My Majesty'.
The voice was soft, almost murmured.
"So, in the end, it's all your fault."
Heimos's deep eyes fell on the slightly red ear tips of the young man in front of him.
His throat wriggled slightly, suppressing his desire to grab that tender ear tip in one bite.
He narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly in Garlan's ear.
"Understood?... My, Your Majesty."