When I opened my eyes, I saw the fiery red sunset in the sky.
The crimson afterglow covered the earth, covering the earth with a hazy flame like a stream of fire.
The setting sun reflected in the golden pupils that had just opened, dyeing the edge of the iris a little red.
Garland thought, I don't know how long he fell asleep again this time.
He turned his head slowly, no accident, and saw Heimos sleeping lightly beside his bed.
Every time I opened my eyes in the past, all I saw was the golden red eyes staring deeply at myself.
Also, there are traces of pain deep in those eyes.
And this time, rare, what he saw was Heimos sleeping.
I want to know that even Heimos, who has inhuman strength, can't survive like that all the time.
The jet-black hair was scattered on the snow-white quilt. Heimos was lying on the bed, his head turned sideways. Under his sharp eyebrows, there was a deep black cyan. He didn't know that this time he was sleepless for several days and nights.
Even though he was in a deep sleep at the moment, his brows were tightly locked, very unsteady, and the corners of his brows and eyes were all tired.
The pursed lips and the frowning eyebrows made him look like he was sleeping hard.
Garlan saw Heimos's right hand clasping his hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear from his eyes.
The hand that clenched him was still a healthy brown, and his hand was whiter by comparison.
However, it was a kind of pale white, reflecting the fiery red sunset afterglow, almost translucent.
Garland's eyes dimmed.
He knew that he might still have a low-grade fever. After all, the low-grade fever had never stopped since he woke up after falling asleep last time.
He could feel that although he had a low-grade fever, his body had gradually stopped feeling pain recently, and there was no extra feeling other than fatigue.
However... not feeling pain, that's the most dangerous sign.
He closed his eyes again, the shadow of his eyelashes covering his face.
he knows.
Numerous physicians have been unable to do anything about his disease.
The heart was beating, pounding, steady, powerful, pounding sounds that could almost reach his eardrums through his chest.
He was so young, he never thought...
However, a disease that came from nowhere was devouring this young body little by little.
Will he...
Even if he thought about it, he didn't dare to think of that word.
Even though he has experienced death four times, he is no stranger to death.
But in the first few deaths, he only felt pain, only fear, just unwillingness.
And this time...
Garlan opened his eyes again and looked at Heimos lying beside him.
Even in the most difficult period when Aaron Landis was in danger, the black knight who never showed the slightest tiredness, his habitually stern and calm face showed a hint of haggard at this moment.
He should have felt no pain in his body, but Gallan felt as if his chest had been stabbed heavily by an invisible blade.
The sound of very light footsteps came, and Garlan looked up, and saw the female officer who walked in quickly.
It was always the look of a radiant and well-groomed female officer that was bleak.
When she saw Gallan staring at her with her eyes open, her eyes lit up slightly, but only for a moment. Looking at Garlan's pale face, she clenched her fingers and released them again.
The corners of her lips rose, revealing a gentle smile as usual, and she walked to Garlan with the medicine tray in her hand.
Although Tapti deliberately avoided the sleeping Heimos when he walked to Garlan, Heimos had been sleeping very unsteadily, and a little change around him immediately woke him up.
He reflexively clenched his right hand almost as soon as he opened his eyes, until he felt that Garlan's hand was still being held by him, and his fingers relaxed a little.
Heimos was startled when he felt Garlan's hand in turn and lightly squeezed his, then raised his head suddenly.
The golden eyes that he hadn't seen in days looked at him, slightly curved.
Then, he saw Gallan take the medicine bowl that Tapti handed over, and he raised his head and drank it in one breath.
Since he fell ill, Garlan's decoction three times a day has almost never stopped. When he is in a coma, Tapti or Heimos will help him feed him one bite at a time.
Only recently, after Gallan had passed out, it was difficult to feed the potion.
Therefore, when they saw that Garlan woke up and drank the potion in one breath, both of them were relieved.
With a snap, the jade porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered instantly.
The rest of the potion splashed all over the floor.
Garlan leaned over the bed, coughing in pain, and he spat out all the soup he had just drank.
The incident happened suddenly, and it was the first time that this kind of thing happened, and Heimos froze for a moment.
He stretched out his hand to hold Garlan's shoulder in panic, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only stare at Garlan blankly.
He coughed out all the decoction he finally poured down, and Garlan leaned over the edge of the bed, pressing his hands on the bed, panting rapidly.
He looked at the sheets that were dyed jet black in front of him, and clenched the sheets tightly with his fingers.
[Time is up.]
running out of time...
He managed to prop up his body, leaned back, and leaned on Heimos.
He looked up at Heimos.
Heimos supported him and looked down at him with a blank look in his eyes.
When Garlan spit out the soup, Tapti hurriedly called the old doctor who was guarding the side room.
The old doctor looked at the sheets and the ground that were stained with the decoction, his eyes quickly sank, but he quickly recovered, and he still had a calm and calm expression.
However, the flash of panic in the old doctor's eyes was still captured by the keen-eyed Heimos, his heart froze, and the fingers supporting Garlan's shoulder suddenly tightened.
"I slept too long and I didn't get out of bed much, so it was difficult to eat."
The old doctor said, his face was calm and composed.
It makes people feel relieved.
"Your Majesty, don't drink too hastily, don't be afraid of suffering, take your time."
Even if the patient facing him was King Garlan, the gentle voice of the old doctor was like coaxing a child.
"Drink slowly and you can drink it."
The golden pupils looked at the old doctor quietly, his eyes were too calm, as if he could see through something.
The old doctor's chest tightened suddenly.
He saw Garlan smiling at him, without saying anything or refuting, and sat obediently leaning against the head of the bed, allowing Tapti to feed the re-boiled soup into his mouth one by one with a spoon.
This time, Garlan drank very slowly, but before he took a few sips, he suddenly pushed Tapti away, lowered his head, and covered his mouth with his hands.
The blond hair fell in a mess, covering his face.
He lowered his head and covered most of the lower half of his face again. He couldn't see the expression on his face at all at this moment. He could only see his thin shoulders shrugging violently, as if he was suppressing something with difficulty and pain.
The jet-black potion seeped out from between the fingers of Garlan's hands, and dripped onto the quilt in front of him, staining the snow-white quilt with black stains.
Heimos stretched out his hand subconsciously almost as soon as Garlan bowed his head.
However, his hand stagnated in the air a second before he was about to touch the opponent.
His hand froze in front of Garlan, his fingers seemed to be full of weakness.
…
The old doctor and the female officer stood in the courtyard outside the palace, and their expressions became extremely dignified, contrary to his calmness in front of Garlan.
"I've been worrying about..."
he said heavily.
"It's finally here, and it's the worst time."
He shook his head, his eyes full of helplessness.
"The king's body has weakened to the point where he can't even take decoction."
terminally ill.
Medicine stones are useless.
Tapti asked eagerly.
"Then what should be done? Is there any other way? What must be done to make His Majesty—"
The old doctor closed his eyes.
"Pray for... Solga's mercy."
[Pray for Solga's mercy.]
Solga, the god of wisdom and the guardian of the Physician.
Physicians only say this when they are helpless.
Although he also believed in Solga, the old doctor never liked this sentence.
He is proud of his medical skills, and extremely dislikes such resignation.
But now, he had to spit out the words he had never said before.
Tapti's body froze suddenly.
The night wind picked up her long hair, which was scattered on her shoulders, and blew it into the air in a messy way.
After being dazed for a while, she slowly clenched her hands and folded them in front of her chest,
She lowered her head, closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands clasped in front of her chest were shaking uncontrollably.
... prince... my prince...
O gods of Aaron Landis...
The two stood on the lawn, silent.
On the horizon, the sun sets, the sun falls below the horizon, and the last ray of sunlight between heaven and earth is annihilated at this moment.
"Heimos?"
In the bedroom, Garlan raised his head and shouted softly.
He was surrounded by an arm of Heimos, leaning against Heimos's arms, who was carefully feeding him water.
Although the soup can't be swallowed, the water can still be drunk.
However, as soon as he took a few sips, Heimos's hand holding the water glass stopped, and he didn't move for a while. As soon as he looked up, he saw that Heimos turned his head and looked at the direction of the courtyard outside with a dazed gaze.
After being called by Garlan, Heimos came back to his senses, he lowered his head and met Garlan's eyes, his eyes softened instantly.
"It's nothing, I stayed up for a few nights before, so I just shook my head."
said Heimos, calmly.
Garland snorted.
"Then just wait..."
He thought for a while, and felt that Heimos would definitely not leave him, so he changed the sentence.
"Why don't you just sleep with me for a while?"
"it is good."
Heimos said, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the man in his arms.
The blond hair scattered softly on his arms, the neck and shoulders that have become slender in recent days, and the white almost transparent skin, traces of light blue blood vessels can be clearly seen.
His beloved was in his arms, held tightly in his hands.
But it is so unreal, as if the moon marks in the water will shatter when touched, like a little bit of sand leaking from the hand.
No matter how tightly you hold onto it, you will eventually lose it.
[Pray for Solga's mercy.]
He heard the doctor's voice outside.
Solga's mercy...
He never believed in the gods.
Never pray to the gods.
Only the weak will ask for mercy from others, and he will use his own strength to seize everything he wants.
He never thought he was powerful, the power he possessed made him stronger than anyone else.
He once thought that with power, he could have everything.
However, not long ago, when his hand stopped in front of the painful Gallan, he realized how powerless he was.
He watched helplessly as his world cracked and shattered a little, but couldn't do anything.
He has the most powerful force in the world, but he can't protect a person.
"Heimos."
Garland was in his arms, staring at him.
"Are you going to sleep with me now?"
He stroked the hair of the person in his arms, and Heimos's eyes were very soft.
"Wait a while before going to sleep."
he said with a smile.
can not sleep.
dare not sleep.
I'm afraid that the next time you open your eyes, you will be asleep again.
I'm afraid I can't see your eyes reflecting my shadow, I'm afraid I can't hear your voice calling my name.
I'm afraid...
Heimos bowed his head, buried himself in his soft blonde hair, and rubbed it in attachment.
At this moment, he is like a child who is greedy for warmth.
…
… … … …
Afterwards, he tried to drink the decoction a few times. After Garlan vomited all of it, the old doctor sighed and told Garlan to stop taking the medicine.
Garland didn't ask anything about it.
"Caijos and the others haven't come back yet?"
Garlan sat on the bed, took a bite of the soft bread, raised his head and asked.
The female officer hummed.
A few days ago, when the doctors in the royal palace and the royal city were helpless, Kaihos, Tarr, Novi and others all left the royal city and urgently searched for famous doctors everywhere, but they never came back. The famous doctor was sent to Wangcheng.
The bard Shulos, who has been traveling all the time, is also doing the same.
In the month or so after Garlan fell ill, the government affairs were all handled by Xie Muer, Suo Jia and Zuo Sixiang of the royal court.
Although King Gallan is seriously ill, thanks to his efforts in the past five years, the country has already stabilized, so there is no trouble, but the people of Aaron Landis are very worried about the king's condition, and the whole Aaron Landis's atmosphere was a little depressed.
"Your Majesty, Princess Elson has asked to see you more than a dozen times. Because of your health, I have never agreed."
Elson's mission has been stranded in the royal city for almost two months, and it stands to reason that they should leave early, but because the little princess refused, they are still staying in the royal city.
"Do you want to see her?" asked the female officer.
After swallowing the last mouthful of porridge, Garlan thought for a while and said, "Let her come over at night."
…
After a month, Emma finally saw the person she had been worried about again.
It was still in that palace, on the open-air balcony overhanging the water of the pond full of lavender lotus flowers, the person she was thinking of was still sitting on a bench on a stone bench just as she had entered this palace for the first time. .
Heimos, the man she didn't like, stood beside him as usual.
Garlan raised his head and was talking to Heimos who was standing.
He is laughing.
The black knight who was said to be as terrifying as a hell devil in the battlefield looked down at him and spoke to him in a low voice, his eyes were indescribably tender.
She was startled.
Because she had never seen such a gentle gaze that made people palpitate at first glance.
Aware of Emma's arrival, Garlan stopped talking and turned to look at her.
At the sight of Garlan, Emma's heart suddenly trembled.
Before she came, she had something full of worry she wanted to say, but at this moment, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word for some reason.
She saw Garlan sitting sideways on the stone bench, leaning against the white stone pillar, he smiled at her, and the moonlight scattered from the night sky fell on him.
His complexion was originally white, and now in the dark night, it was almost transparent.
At first glance, it looks like an unreal illusion.
As if reaching out and touching it, it will be annihilated in the dark night.
Even just looking at it like this, she couldn't help but feel flustered.
"Emma, you've been in Aaron Landis for too long. I heard that the Queen has written several times, calling you back, you should leave."
After stabilizing her mind, the little princess answered in a deep voice.
"Tomorrow I will send the mission back to Elson."
She speaks sternly.
"But I want to stay, and I won't leave until I see you get better!"
After looking at Emma for a while, looking at the stubborn eyes of the little princess, and knowing that she couldn't convince her, Garlan shook his head.
He smiled and said, "Well, I can't beat you now. I can't drive an Elson female warrior from my territory."
"That may not be the case. We haven't fought yet. We can't be sure who is stronger and who is weaker. When you are healed, we will know after a fight. You are the king, how can you say that you can't beat me, the princess so easily. ."
Although it was a little awkward, it was already something Emma tried so hard to come up with to encourage Garlan.
If it were someone else, she wouldn't be happy to say that she might not be able to beat her if she killed her.
Although the little princess' words were awkward, Gallan could hear the concern hidden in them.
He suddenly laughed, then stood up and walked towards Emma, raised his hand and touched Emma's head.
"Emma, didn't you ask me how to be a queen? I can answer you now, although your own strength is very important, but more important than this is the strength of your more people."
"Although I can't beat you, but my subordinates, Heimos, Kaihos, and many powerful knights, they can all defeat you."
he said softly,
"That's what makes Aaron Landis so powerful, do you understand, Emma?"
The little princess frowned.
She didn't like Garlan's tone.
This kind of feeling is like making the last explanation, saying the last words to her in a tone.
She shook her head and stared at Garlan stubbornly.
"Don't perfunctory me, what can I understand with just a few words? How can it be so easy to be a good queen, I have to follow you, watch and learn slowly."
"… "
This time, Garlan didn't answer.
He just looked at her with a faint smile on his face.
He just smiled and said nothing.
She has always liked this person's smile, she has always liked to see this person smile at her.
But this time, for some unknown reason, seeing this familiar smile, Emma only felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if she was pressing down on a big rock.
you are sick.
Are you not suffering
Why are you still laughing like that
She couldn't help but want to ask this, but the moment she opened her mouth, her heart jumped.
She saw that Garlan, who had been smiling at her a second ago, suddenly closed his eyes, and his body suddenly fell backwards.
She reached out her hand subconsciously.
Her fingertips subconsciously tried to grab something.
But she didn't have time to grab anything, and the brown arm stretched out from the side had already caught Garlan and held him firmly in her arms.
The little princess stood blankly, watching Heimos hug Garlan.
Garlan leaned against Heimos's chest, closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his almost transparent white cheeks.
He seemed to be just sleeping peacefully.
She saw that Heimos hugged Garlan horizontally and walked towards the room.
When passing by her, she saw Heimos lowered his head, looking at Garlan, who seemed to be sleeping in his arms.
She had never seen such gentle eyes.
She had never seen such a gentle gaze, but at a glance, her chest was infected with pain and it was hard to breathe.
[Do you have... the person you like, who also likes you?]
She was suddenly sad.
She couldn't tell the reason, but all of a sudden, she just felt very sad.
She had never been so miserable since she was a child.
She remembered.
She remembered that at that time, right here, also under the moonlight, the man smiled happily and said, yes.
[some.]
…
… … … …
First there was a silent darkness in which he seemed to sink endlessly.
His body seemed to have lost all its strength, as if it no longer belonged to him.
Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing.
Can't even move.
I don't know how long it took, he seemed to finally sink to the bottom, and the surroundings lit up little by little.
The body finally became conscious, and he regained control.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar gray-white earth.
That's where it started.
A land of ruins like ruins.
If the ruins he saw for the first time were only a little incomplete, then the ruins he saw now had completely collapsed.
In front of him was a shattered altar.
The obelisks that were originally erected in all directions had all burst apart and became rubble all over the ground.
Garlan was staring blankly at this familiar place when suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of him.
It was a sturdy male lion with a huge body, the height of a man.
It walked towards him slowly, with the majesty of the king of beasts.
His burning coal-like eyes stared at Garlan, his thick golden mane undulating like waves as he walked.
"Nega?"
Garlan, who cried out, shook his head.
No, it's not.
Although similar, there are slight differences.
A figure suddenly flashed in his mind.
"... Chamil?"
he asks.
Chamil, Nega's father.
The war lion who accompanied King Kammos until his death.
The golden lion gave him a deep look, walked to Garlan, and lowered his huge head.
It crouched in front of Gallan, and the gesture was clearly saluting him.
"My king's prince..."
As soon as the familiar voice sounded, Garlan was instantly stunned.
This voice is the voice that brought him here and heard in this place when he was reborn many times!