King Garland has made a promise, and no one in this world can go against his will.
Everyone bowed their heads deeply in front of the young king, and then retreated silently.
Including the high priest with a stinky face, and the one-eyed knight who gave Heimos a deep look.
Soon, there were only four people left in the room.
Garlan on the Throne.
Heimos standing beside Garlan.
The young knight commander was a little overwhelmed under the high platform, not knowing whether he should go or stay.
And, Elson's little princess, Emma.
The shocking thing that happened just now, the little princess saw it from beginning to end.
However, this girl who inherited the bravery and tenacity of Elson's female warrior is very calm. Apart from the startled look on her face, she did not speak when Gallan was talking to the subordinates. Interjected, just silently watching how things unfolded.
After all the dust had settled, she stepped forward.
"King Garland, can I speak to you alone?"
She said that her expression looked calm, and her eyes did not reveal any special meaning, let alone deceived anger.
She just quietly made such a request to Garlan.
Garlan and Emma looked at each other for a moment, then he nodded.
Garlan raised his head and looked at Heimos who was standing beside him.
Heimos nodded slightly, didn't say much, walked down the steps, then walked quickly across the room, and left here.
From beginning to end, he never looked at the little princess.
Even when he left, he almost passed by the little princess.
Likewise, Emma never glanced at Heimos, who passed by her side.
In this world, there are always some people who are probably born against each other.
From the first meeting to the end.
Seeing that Heimos also left, Novi became more and more at a loss. He thought about it and remembered that the princess just said that she wanted to speak alone, so he shouldn't stay here either.
With this thought in mind, the boy hurriedly walked towards the door.
However, Emma didn't seem to care whether he was there or not, and the purpose of her words was obviously just to let Heimos leave.
So, after Heimos left, and before Novi had reached the door, the little princess spoke up.
"What you said that night... you liked and liked your..."
She raised her head and looked straight at Garlan.
Her words were like her eyes.
"Is that your Excellency?"
Looking at the eyes of the little princess, Gallan nodded.
"Yes."
He says.
Candidly, without any concealment.
After getting the answer, the little princess sighed deeply.
She raised her hand and touched the back of her ear with a helpless look on her face.
"Then there's no way."
she says,
"I can't beat that guy now... uh, that lord."
She obviously reacted at the last second, and quickly changed the disrespectful title to a respectful title.
She said gloomily, "I still have this self-knowledge."
Not just now, but also in the future.
That guy was as powerful as an inhuman monster.
King Garlan was guarded by such a monster, and it seemed that she really had no hope.
… Having said that, if Elson female warriors consistently demanded a strong father, that guy is actually the best choice.
However, she just didn't like him.
I don't like it very much.
Now, I don't even like it or even hate it.
"no way."
Letting out the sullen breath in her heart, the little princess raised her head and smiled frankly at Garlan.
"In this case, it seems that I can only choose another target."
she says,
"Ah, by the way, I have to apologize to you. It seems that I have caused you such trouble because of the fact that I want your child."
Garland shook his head, and he smiled.
"No, instead of saying that you brought me trouble, it is better to say that because of you, I didn't continue to hesitate, so that I could wake up and make the right choice."
He smiled and looked at the little princess.
"Emma, thank you."
Seeing Garlan smiling at her, the little princess hummed softly.
She lowered her head, bowed to Garlan, and turned to leave.
She walked fast and steady, her long wavy brown hair fluttering behind her, her shaggy forehead swaying over her eyes.
It made Novi, who watched Emma walk past him, not be able to see the look in her eyes at the moment.
…
Since there were only a dozen or so people in the government room, the affairs of Garlan and Heimos were not known for the time being except for the people in the room.
The people present seemed to have no intention of spreading the news.
After all, they may still be holding on to the possibility that King Garland can dispel that shocking announcement in the past few days.
But Novi knew that the expectations of those people would definitely be in vain in the end.
King Garland has always been a man of his word, and he will do what he says.
It has always been so.
To be honest, although he was very shocked at first, after the incident was over, Novi didn't feel anything.
For him, anyway, he has no relationship with love in his life, and he is not interested in it.
Moreover, whoever he likes is the matter of King Garlan himself, and no one can control it.
As King Garland just said, he is the king of Aaron Landis, and everyone is his subject. Therefore, as a subject, as long as you are loyal to your majesty, you have no right to point fingers at your majesty.
Novi thinks.
Or because His Majesty treats them too leniently on weekdays, that makes those guys slap their noses on their faces.
Novi was originally scheduled to continue with Gallan this afternoon, but because Gallan had secret military affairs to discuss with Kaijos and Heimos this afternoon, Gallan said to let him move freely for the time being. hours.
He had no interest in time-wasting things like visiting the palace, so after he left Garlan's palace, he went straight to the palace's training ground, planning to use these few hours to practice his martial arts.
It's just that Novi didn't expect that when he came to the training ground, he met someone who was beyond his expectations.
Tall figure, sassy back.
His wavy brown hair was tied up high behind his head and danced with the movement.
The girl stood on the training ground with a straight posture, and the strong muscles on her arms bulged vigorously.
The strong bow was taut to the limit in her hand.
With a humming sound, the sharp arrow galloped out like lightning, hitting the heart of the distant human-shaped stake.
Arrow shoots out.
One after another, like a storm, without stopping.
The arrow is in the center of the red heart, and the arrow is not empty.
Even if the impression of the little princess was not very good, Novi watched from the side and couldn't help but feel admiration.
The world says that Elson female warriors are all unparalleled in archery skills.
Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he knew that the rumors were true.
Although this Elson's princess is only worthy of the same age as him, but in terms of archery skills, I am afraid that she has not lost to his master, Lord Kaihos.
Finished a round of arrows.
Emma put down the strong bow in her hand.
Her breathing was messy, and her outfit was soaked with sweat. It was obvious that she had been practicing alone here for a long time.
Under the bright scorching sun, the girl stood on the training ground with her head raised, her mouth open, panting violently, her chest rising and falling sharply.
She closed her eyes.
Sweat flowed down her forehead, sticking strands of her forehead hair to her cheeks, a bit messy.
The sweat slid into the corners of her eyes, and then slipped down from the corners of her eyes.
She closed her eyes quietly.
At this moment, she is like a stone statue, standing on the training platform for a long time.
Hold this position for a long, long time.
Obviously neat posture, vigorous silhouette, but it gives people an indescribable feeling of loneliness.
Novi looked away, turned around, and left quietly.
He thought that although this Elson princess said at the beginning, "Elson female warriors don't like men", but in fact, she is also true to King Gallan...
…
The hot sun shone on the training ground, and the girl stood quietly on the extremely bright training platform.
The hot wind blew past, swaying her long hair.
She clenched the fingers of the bow arm in her hand, and wore a rough sea blue ring, which was a handmade gift she had never been able to send.
Five years ago, a little girl started falling in love.
Something took root in her heart and could never be pulled out again.
[Emma, you can hate those who hurt you, but you can't hate everyone.]
[Because those who are despicable are not qualified to represent all.]
[You don't have to believe me.]
[When you grow up and become stronger, find the truth and answers by yourself.]
She always remembered the warm smile of the boy who touched her head and almost fell into darkness from body to heart, and the bright blonde hair that illuminated her eyes like the sun.
She memorized it for five years.
Never forget.
…
…
The days passed by, and the festival of the gods, once every fourteen years, was just around the corner.
The whole palace was busy because of this.
Some people noticed that during these few days, High Priest Shamash seems to be in a very bad mood, with a straight face from morning to night... Although he used to be almost always straight... However, he now exudes a The breath was a lot colder than before, and when people got close enough, they couldn't help but stiffen their hands and feet.
More importantly, the high priest became more and more strict, and in the preparation of the festival of the gods, he would be severely reprimanded for the slightest omission, so that everyone had to pay attention to doing things, let the people pay attention to it. Everyone was trembling during this time.
The benefit from this is that the efficiency of doing things is much higher during this period of time than before.
Moreover, not only the high priest, but also several important ministers such as Zuo Si seemed to be worried, sighing every day, and they could not see the joy of the upcoming festival from them.
Everyone felt a little puzzled because of this, but because they were too busy, they quickly put this doubt to the back.
Another busy and worrying day passed by in a hurry.
In a blink of an eye, it was midnight.
Gallan, who was also busy all day and didn't have time to rest, stretched, and then leaned lazily on the seat cushion.
Because tomorrow is the festival, in order to ensure that there are no accidents at the major festival, he almost inspected the entire royal city today.
At the end of the day, I only felt that my legs and feet were terribly sore.
"Leg pain."
Garlan leaned lazily and complained to Heimos in a low voice.
Obviously they all acted together, and they were tired all day. Even during the time when he was eating dinner and taking a bath, Heimos took time to do another two hours of devil-style exercise.
However, this person still looks like nothing has happened, and when Garlan looks at it, he can't help but start to envy and hate.
This guy's physical strength is really not an ordinary non-human being.
Being stared at by Garlan with dissatisfied eyes, Heimos raised his eyebrows.
He leaned over, caressed Garlan's cheek with his hand, and pulled a strand of loose long hair behind his ear with his fingertips.
His golden red eyes were full of doting.
Then, Heimos picked up Garlan, who was complaining about the pain in his legs and didn't want to move. He carried Garlan to the inner room and put him on the bed.
He leaned over and kissed Garlan's lips.
"Are you satisfied with my service? My Majesty?"
The black-haired knight asked with a smile.
Sitting on the bed, Garlan raised his head to look at Heimos, without answering, his golden eyes blinked slightly.
He beckoned to Heimos.
The corners of Heimos' lips rose, and he followed Garlan's movements, bent over, landed on one knee, and squatted in front of the bed.
"Tomorrow is the festival of the gods."
Garland said.
"After the festival is over, the next day, I will announce it to everyone."
Speaking of which, he suddenly paused, seemingly hesitant.
But soon he coughed again and calmed down.
"So, on that day..."
Garlan opened his mouth, and said a sentence with extreme difficulty.
His lips opened and closed several times, and finally, with a puff of air, his heart sank.
He suddenly stretched out his hand suddenly, and raised Heimos' chin with his fingers.
He lifted Heimos's chin just like that, forcing the look of a domineering monarch.
"That night, you, come here and sleep for me!"
he said fiercely.
A pair of 'I am super fierce, super domineering' look.
However, the completely red ears that stood up from his thick blond hair completely exposed his mood at the moment.
Then, the overbearing king kicked out someone who had not recovered.
…
The consequence of this is that a certain black knight who seriously thought about how and how to do the important job of serving the bed, after returning home, worked extremely hard to repeat it from all aspects, angles, and methods in his own mind. Think about the content of your work in the next two days.
I thought about it all night.
sleepless nights.
… the fire burns.
Tossing and turning.