Hearing Chamil's words, Garlan was dazed for a while.
He was in a complicated mood when he learned the truth.
There is such a clear understanding, and there is an indescribable emotion. Besides, there is a faint feeling of being blocked in the bottom of his heart.
"When I failed several times, I once asked you if I made a mistake. The Son of Destiny is not me, but Heimos."
Garland sighed.
"You lied then."
"He is the emperor who will unite the continent to establish the Aaron Landis Empire in the future, so he is actually the real Son of Destiny, and I..."
"I won't lie."
The lion interrupted him.
"Prince, you still don't understand, Heimos is indeed the future king of Aaron Landis, but even so, he is only one of the kings of Aaron Landis in the past."
"He is not the son of destiny, he just has the destiny of becoming an emperor."
"Prince, it is you who rescued Aaron Landis."
The lion's burning coal eyes stared at Garlan.
"It's only you."
After staring at Chamil's brown pupils for a long time, Garlan shook his head, let out a breath, and suddenly laughed.
"I see, Chamil."
he said with a smile.
"Actually, it's not that I didn't understand what I said, but I just felt a little uncomfortable. I desperately competed with Heimos for the throne. I failed so many times, and finally won it once. In the end, you told me later that Heimos will eventually win. When I ascend the throne, I feel like I have been busy for nothing, and I can't help but feel a little embarrassed, so I said those words to lose my temper with you."
"But think about it carefully, from the beginning, the purpose of my desire to ascend the throne was just to keep myself alive, and later, I wanted to protect the people around me, and protect Aaron Landis in accordance with the last wishes of the king... "
"As long as I do everything I want, it doesn't matter if I'm just a pawn in the hands of the gods."
Just like what he said to the old priest of the religion in the place of the altar of the religion of all things.
Chess pieces or puppets, no matter what the truth behind it is, it doesn't matter.
He is just doing what he wants to do with his own will.
Guard Aaron Landis.
Protect everyone around you.
It has nothing to do with the gods or destiny, it is his own will.
He has always just followed his own will.
…
"Prince... so you still don't understand what I said."
The lion shook his head.
"You are not a pawn, but the son of the gods."
"The gods waited for nearly a thousand years before you were born, and you were born under their expectations."
"When you were born, except for the fallen god of war, all the gods blessed you, and they all gave you the best things they had."
"You are their child, they have been guarding you, watching you, and finally mourning your death."
"Mourn?"
Garland frowned and shook his head.
"But when I didn't complete my mission in my previous life, didn't they curse me out of anger?"
"It is not the gods to curse your soul."
Chamil said,
"When the kingdom of heaven was weakened and collapsed, all the gods fell into a deep sleep, but some of the gods with weak power and belief fell. The last remaining unwillingness and resentment of these fallen gods entangled you and turned into a curse on you. ."
"This is also the reason why my king must let you recast the destiny and revive the gods, because only the gods can drive away the curse of the fallen gods for you."
"Now that the gods have recovered, as long as fate goes on the right track, the curse on you will disappear."
Garlan was silent for a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.
"'The right trajectory'...?"
he asked in a low voice,
"Shamir, can I really continue to live?"
He is not attached to the throne.
He was just reluctant.
He was reluctant to leave this land behind, and he was reluctant to leave those who followed him.
And that person...
What will happen to that person if he is left behind
"prince."
The male lion bowed his head, and his huge head approached Garlan, staring at him.
"Do you still remember the death of my king in Rudas City?"
"… "
"My king originally died in Rudas City, under the poison, but you rescued my king, so he did not die in that city."
The voice of the male lion carries a heavy breath like the earth, making people listen to it and know that it is unquestionable.
"However, fate cannot be changed."
"That's why there was a torrential rain that shouldn't exist later, which washed away the bridge and completely cut off your life."
Fate had destined King Kammos to die in that war.
Nobody can change.
"Prince, you can save countless people, but you can't save those who are destined to die."
Chamil's low voice echoed lowly on the ruins.
"Whether it's my king... or yourself."
"You can change your destiny because it was the wrong destiny."
"Even if it's a wrong fate, it's extremely difficult to change it."
"And the right fate, no one can change."
Garland didn't speak again.
On the silent ruins, only the sound of the wind whistling past could be heard.
The boy stood silently.
Then, he stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around the head of the lion in front of him, and buried his face deep in the thick mane.
"Shamir, I miss Brother Wang very much."
Garlan hugged Chamil, he closed his eyes, and the wind blew up his hair, blowing his long golden hair into the air.
he said softly,
"I miss him so much."
He whispered, closed his eyes, and buried his face in the lion's mane, like a wronged child.
The male lion looked down at him slightly, and the depths of his majestic eyes revealed a humanized tenderness.
"prince."
it says,
"To my king, the most important thing in this world is only you and Aaron Landis."
After it finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook slightly.
It raised its head and glanced at the sky.
A sigh appeared in his eyes.
It said, "The time has come."
With the low voice of the male lion, Garlan felt the ground under his feet start to vibrate.
He let go of the hand holding Shamir and took a step back.
He saw the world shaking.
One after another cracks burst from the ruins, and the gravel fell into the dark cracks.
The ruined pillar trembled violently and collapsed to the ground.
"Shamir—"
Garlan saw that the arm he stretched towards Chamir became transparent.
His whole body suddenly floated from the ground and involuntarily floated up into the sky.
He looked down and saw his body disappearing little by little.
The lion raised its head, as if watching Gallan leave.
The ground shook violently, being torn apart by some invisible force.
The gust of wind whizzed past, and in the sky, dark cracks followed.
Crashed.
The last scene Garlan saw before disappearing was a golden lion standing majestically on the shattered ruins.
Behind its majestic body, there are countless black cracks in the sky.
In the howling wind, its thick mane fluttered in the wind.
The rocky earth cracked and shattered under its feet.
Everything is falling apart.
Only it stood proudly until the last moment on the ruined land that was about to be destroyed.
…
my king.
I will follow you to the end.
…
…
"Ximuer, recall Kaihos, Tarr, and Novi to the royal city."
Sitting on the bed, after drinking half a glass of water, Garlan said to his high priest.
"Also, summon Xinyas to the royal city as well."
It was noon now, and Xie Muer and Suojia came together to report important government affairs to Gallan.
Although they have already dealt with most of the government affairs, the major government affairs related to the country still have to report to Garlan when he wakes up.
Xie Muer, who was reporting to Garlan, froze.
After a while, he answered blankly.
"They are looking for famous doctors everywhere, and when they find them, they will come back naturally."
His tone was hard, it sounded very cold, and only those who knew him well could hear the stiffness in his voice.
"As for Your Excellency Xinyas, as the lord of a city, if there is no important matter, it is best not to call him to the royal city easily."
After Xie Muer finished speaking in one breath, he wanted to turn the topic back to what he was reporting just now.
"Your Majesty, what I told you just now..."
"Ximuel."
Garlan's voice was not loud, it could even be said to be very soft.
But as long as he opened his mouth, he could easily interrupt the high priest's words.
Handing the half-drinking glass to the chief female officer, the young king smiled at his high priest on his pale face.
"Bring everyone back."
He says,
"This is Wang Ling."
The hand of the female officer holding the water glass suddenly trembled.
The water in the cup swayed violently, and Tapti clenched the water cup in his hand tightly, as if he had exhausted his life's strength.
Xie Mu'er stood on the spot without moving or answering for a long time.
Suojia looked sideways, and could only see Xie Muer's tightly clenched hand, and the parchment paper in his hand that was wrinkled.
The high priest, who was usually indifferent and unsympathetic, actually had a blue vein on his forehead at this moment, as if it would burst violently in the next second.
The sick young king leaning on the bed turned his head sideways and looked at Xi Muer calmly.
With just one sentence, the high priest's furious breath completely escaped.
He said, "There's no time, Xie Muer."
An understatement.
But it made people feel as if their heart was being twisted so hard that it hurt.
For a while, the room was eerily silent.
Only a few different rhythms of breathing reverberated.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Muer lowered his head.
He bowed to Garlan, then turned and stepped back.
He seems to have acquiesced to Garlan's Wang Ling.
His face was still expressionless, showing no emotion.
But Suojia clearly saw that the moment Xie Muer turned around when he stepped back, he staggered a step.
As if unbearable, he staggered a step.
As soon as Suojia watched Xie Muer leave, he turned his eyes and saw Heimos walking in from the door quickly.
He quickly bowed his head and saluted him.
Thinking of Garlan's words 'there's no time', he couldn't help but secretly raised his head to look at Heimos.
He thought that Lord Heimos should have heard this too.
just don't know...
Heimos didn't notice his gaze, his eyes just looked behind Suojia, went straight past him, and walked quickly to Garlan's bedside.
Garlan looked sideways at Heimos and smiled.
Heimos' eyes softened, he leaned over, raised his hand and touched Garlan's forehead.
It's just that the fingers still feel the same high temperature.
"How is the situation at the barracks?"
"very good."
Heimos didn't say much, he didn't want Gallan to worry too much.
"I brought back some fresh fruit."
He asked softly, "Want something to eat?"
Garland shook his head.
"No, I'm a little tired. I'll sleep for a while, and call me at dinner."
The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled at Heimos.
"When the time comes, try again what you brought back."
Heimos looked at him and hummed.
"Go to sleep."
He said, looking at Garlan softly.
"I will always stay with you."
Before Suojia left the room, he faintly heard such a sentence.
He sighed silently in his heart and quickened his pace to leave here.
[There is no time.]
Soggar sighed again.
The world is impermanent, who would have thought that King Garland was so young...
For Lord Heimos, this is even more ironic.
He would rather give up the throne in order to stay by King Garlan's side.
But in the end, King Garlan was about to leave him, and the throne he chose to abandon was returned to his hands.
Suojia's footsteps suddenly stopped.
and many more.
Not right.
Something is not quite right.
He pondered, carefully recalling the behavior of Heimos just now.
It seems normal, nothing unusual.
Is he over-hearted
Suojia thought in confusion, stopped and moved forward again.
However, just after taking a few steps, he suddenly felt agitated, turned around abruptly, and hurried back.
No exception is the biggest exception!
Suojia's chest tightened.
How much importance Lord Heimos attaches to King Garlan, Suojia knows all too well.
He still remembered what Lord Heimos said a long time ago, when the Gasdadians approached the royal city, when he stopped Lord Heimos from rushing back to the royal city.
At that time, Heimos said.
'If he's gone, everything in this world means nothing to me, including Aaron Landis. '
Between Aaronlandis and King Gallan, Sogar knew that Lord Heimos would choose King Gallan without hesitation.
But at the moment when King Garlan's life was at stake, Lord Heimos didn't behave in any extreme way.
He is too calm.
Calm enough to make Soga feel terrifying.
He remembered the words he heard faintly just before leaving.
'I will always stay with you. '
Is it—
…
When Suojia rushed back, the female officer seemed to have something to leave temporarily, and only Garlan, who seemed to be sleeping on the bed with his eyes closed, was left in the room, and Heimos, who was sitting beside the bed quietly watching him.
Suojia walked over slowly and walked behind Heimos.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart rate.
After a while, he asked softly, "Lord Heimos, what are you thinking?"
"… "
Heimos sat on the edge of the bed, his hands tightly clasping Garlan's right hand.
His eyes kept falling on the sleeping Garlan's face.
His eyes were calm, but it was this calm that made Suojia's heart beat violently and irregularly.
"Lord Heimos, I know that the situation of King Garlan makes you very sad."
Suojia looked at Heimos solemnly.
"But you must think about it for Aaron Landis."
"You can't... can't..."
He stammered.
"You are the only heir to the throne now. Aaron Landis cannot lose both its king and the king's successor. If so, it will immediately fall into chaos. Please don't forget that there are still many foreign enemies who are eyeing our country. When chaos starts, they'll come in."
"As a result, Aaron Landis is in danger, Lord Heimos, even for Aaron Landis, please be sure to..."
Under Suojiadi's hard persuasion, Heimos finally made a move.
He turned his head and looked at Suojia.
The golden red eyes are obviously the color of flames, but they precipitate the darkest darkness in the night.
His eyes were so cold that there was no breath.
He said, "What's with me?"
With just one sentence, all Suojia's persuasion was blocked in his throat, and he could no longer make a sound.
Suojia stared blankly at Heimos's cold eyes, only to feel that his heart was extremely cold.
No one noticed that Garlan, who should have been sleeping, opened his eyes gently at this moment.
He glanced at Heimos and closed his eyes again.
The slender eyelashes cast dark shadows on his pale, almost bloodless cheeks.
…
…
[Where am I, where are you going?]
Well, wherever you are, I'll go after you.
[Even hell?]
Even hell.