It was already evening, and the sunlight had weakened a lot, and it was no longer as hot as noon. A breeze with the coolness of the pool swept across the courtyard, causing the olive branches and leaves in the courtyard to sway slightly.
Garlan sat in the gazebo under the shade of the tree, his soft and fluffy forehead covered his forehead, the hair on both sides was braided back in tiny braids, and the symbol of the guardian of Nashamash on his forehead was bright red. .
The young man's face was as clean and clear as the green olive branches behind him, his eyebrows were slightly curved, and his smile was like light.
Opada stood in front of Garlan, staring at the young man's smiling face without blinking.
The Tasda people have not been founded for a long time, and they do not advocate culture and art, so even Opada, who is the upper class of the Tasda, does not have much cultural attainments. Aaron Landis, on the other hand, is an ancient country with a long history and civilization, and art is prevalent. He was very worried at first, not knowing what to say to his sweetheart, for fear of being rude and uneducated by the other party.
But with more contact with Gallan, he no longer has this concern. Gallan is completely different from those Aaron Landis who think highly of themselves and consider themselves civilized. He will neither put on airs nor deliberately towards Opada. Accommodating, very common, very casual.
But this kind of ordinary and casual is what makes Opada feel the most comfortable.
Every time I meet Garlan, it is Opada's happiest time.
"There are many mountains north of Tasda, and most of the mountains are covered with snow and ice."
"Snow? Because it's always warm here, so I haven't seen snow yet, only pictures."
"Then just look at yourself."
Opada laughed.
"Your skin color, Garlan, is the same color as snow."
"I've seen oil paintings, and the snow is much whiter than I am."
The skin color is really the same as snow, and the person is almost dying.
Gallan, who has never understood the so-called atmosphere, thought.
"Really?" The big Opada scratched his head, "but I just think you are... whiter than snow."
Originally, he wanted to say, 'You are prettier than snow', but Gallan's female officer suddenly came over with tea and made him choked abruptly.
The female official lowered her eyes and had a light expression on her face. After putting down the tea, she turned and left.
Opada didn't know if it was his own delusion. It seemed that every critical moment, when he wanted to get closer to Garland, he would be interrupted by this female officer.
In the past three days, although I have met with Garlan every day, and the relationship has gradually become closer, but every time there is a circle of people around. Especially that Heimos, who is haunted, is present almost every time, even if he is occasionally absent, it will not take long to appear.
Opada was very depressed about this.
In fact, he wanted to say it several times, but he didn't know why every time he couldn't succeed because of various accidents or the 'unintentional' interference of others.
In a few days, he will return to Tasda, and before that, he has to express his heart to Garlan no matter what.
"When it comes to snow, in fact, we have a tradition in Tasda. When a child turns seven years old, he will go to the mountains and snow to train and cultivate his tough character."
"Won't you get frostbite?"
"There is no danger to a strong enough Tasdar child, our Tasdars are very cold-resistant, and..."
Opada was still talking when he suddenly heard a loud roar from outside.
The roar was so loud that in a trance, it made people feel that the earth shook with it.
Before he could react, Garlan, who was sitting before, stood up and walked down the stone steps of the pavilion.
He stood at the entrance of the pavilion and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly straightened.
I saw a huge male lion standing on the green grass in the courtyard. The thick mane of the huge head was swaying like waves in the wind, and the long brown hair extended to the back and abdomen.
It stood there with a majestic posture and a proud look.
The giant eyes are like coals of fire, and the wind swept through the mane and made waves, making it even more majestic.
When it raised its head high, Garlan standing in front of it even shortened it by half a head.
That majestic body made the young man even more slender, as if it could easily bite off the young man's throat as long as it lowered its head.
At first glance, it gives a feeling of extreme danger.
But the young man who seemed to be in danger stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around the lion's neck.
His arms sank into the lion's long mane, and the blond hair grew brighter among the brown ones.
The big lion lowered his head, sniffed the boy who was holding it, and rubbed the boy's face with the tip of his wet nose. The itchy feeling made Garlan, who was holding the big lion in his arms, laugh. He buried his face in his mane, rubbed it, and rubbed his hands.
There was a grunting sound in the throat of the big lion, which was the sound of its expressing pleasure.
Garlan was enjoying himself when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Opada, who had come down from the pavilion, falling on one knee and bowing his head in his direction.
He turned around in astonishment and looked at each other.
"Opada? You are... "
After saluting on one knee, Opada got up, and his eyes were fixed on the huge male lion, his eyes full of reverence.
"The lion is the battle partner of Ashur, the god of war, and the incarnation of Ashur."
He said in a respectful tone, "For us Tastarians, the lion is the symbol of Ashur, the sacred beast we revere."
He looked at the boy who was accompanied by a male lion.
"When we first met, you rode on a lion and looked at me..."
At that time, the condescending glance that looked down, like a sharp sword, pierced through his chest at once.
The blond boy looked down at him, like an unattainable god, descending into the world.
That scene seemed to be deeply imprinted in his memory by a soldering iron.
Opada smiled suddenly, and he said, "At that time, I thought I saw the incarnation of Ashur in the world."
He stepped forward.
The blazing heat that surged out of his chest was like a flame, burning so much that his blood seemed to boil.
He stretched out his hand and looked at Garlan with deep emotions surging in his eyes.
At this moment, he had many, many words that he wanted to pour out to this young man who stole his heart.
"Gallan, prince of Aaronlandis, I..."
"Lord Opada, you'd better not approach."
A low voice suddenly interjected from the side, interrupting Opada's words.
As soon as Garlan, who was listening to Opada's words, turned his head, he saw Heimos in a black suit walking in from the courtyard gate, staring deeply at Opada, and continued to speak as he walked. .
"The 'Holy Beast' doesn't like being approached by anyone other than Garlan. If you lean over and get bitten to death, Aaron Landis can't explain it to Tastar."
The words that were about to burst out were blocked forcibly, and Opada was so choked that his neck was a little red.
Damn, it's you again!
He stared at Heimos, who would obstruct him every time at a critical moment, and his heart was full of resentment.
His eyes were like knives, and Heimos's eyes were equally sharp.
The eyes of the two collided in the air, as if an invisible spark was splashed.
On the side, Garlan saw that Opada came in in Heimos, and his eyes were fixed on Heimos, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He was so ruthlessly rejected by Heimos, but he still remembered, Opada is really infatuated.
However, Heimos said the same.
"Opada, Heimos is right. You'd better stand farther away. If Niega is unhappy and bites you, it will be troublesome."
Although he was there, Niega generally wouldn't hurt anyone casually.
But don’t be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what happens. He tried so hard to save Opada's life that he was bitten in the palace before he could leave.
So it's better to keep Opada and Nerga at a safe distance.
Because Nega was definitely sticking to Gallan, so, if Opada and Nega kept a safe distance, they naturally kept a safe distance from him.
Since Tapti was called by King Kammos last time to tell her about it and let her pay attention to guarding Gallan and guarding against Opada, the female officer has already married Prince Heimos, who had not dealt much with him before. became a united front.
As long as Opada came, she would immediately send someone to notify Prince Heimos, so every time Opada came, Heimos would appear.
well done.
At this moment, the female captain expressed her heartfelt admiration for Heimos's behavior of bringing Nega over.
…
At the dinner, Opada was very depressed.
He was going to return home in another day, but he still did not find the opportunity to give the sapphire to Garlan.
no.
He thought hard.
Even if he wants to sneak into Garlan's palace tonight, he must express his intentions.
In fact, he also had this idea a few days ago. Later, he found out that no matter where he lived or near the palace of Garland, there were many patrols at night. As the son of General Tasda, he had to worry about the two countries. diplomatic relations, can not cause trouble in the palace.
But tonight is the last chance. If he misses tonight, he will never have another chance. He has to be reckless no matter what!
Just when Opada was ruthless in his heart, King Kamos, who was sitting in the seat, looked extremely happy.
This Tasdar bastard is finally going to fuck off.
Thinking of this, King Camos felt extremely relieved.
As the king of Aaron Landis, he was considered the elder of the other party, and he was not good at beating people. God knows how many times he has torn this little bastard apart in his mind.
Go away!
Roll as far as possible, far away from Garland!
Although he still had a smile on his face, King Camos looked at Opada with only the word 'go away' written in his eyes.
On the other side, Heimos was eating with his head down, his expression indifferent, as if he could not see any emotions, but from the corners of his slightly raised eyes, it could be seen that he was in a good mood at the moment.
These few days have really caused him a headache. He feels more tiring than when he was in the Northland, fighting without sleep for days and nights.
A tiger stood beside him, staring at him, barely drooling.
And the little white deer that was staring at it was unaware of the tiger's greedy gaze, and from time to time it jumped up and down in front of the tiger's eyes, causing the tiger's eyes to turn red.
It made him wish he could grab the ear of the ignorant little white deer, drag it away from the tiger's sight, and hide it tightly in the house.
As he thought, he glanced at Garlan beside him from the corner of his eye.
The boy just raised his eyes to meet Heimos's eyes, and then tilted his head to show him a bright smile.
… never mind.
The fruit wine has a sweet taste in the mouth.
Huymos was in a much better mood.
Anyway, that guy is leaving tomorrow.
Just when Heimos was just relaxing, Garlan suddenly stood up and spoke to King Camos who was seated.
"Brother Wang, can you grant me a request?"
"Okay, let's talk."
The happy King Camos gave Gallan a gentle smile and answered bluntly.
This is almost a habit, anyway, he has never refused his little brother's request for many years.
"Brother Wang, please allow me to follow the Tasdar mission to Tasdar."
Garland looked at Camos brightly.
"I'm very interested in Tasda and would love to see it for myself."
Click.
King Camos still kept a smile on his face, but there was an extremely faint cracking sound in front of him, and the malachite wine glass in his hand cracked a few times.
The female officer standing beside Garlan showed a look of astonishment.
The hand of Heimos, who was eating, was also a meal at this moment.
"Gallan..."
King Camos reluctantly kept a smile on his face, but if he stood close and looked closely, he could see that the corners of his mouth were twitching uncontrollably.
He suppressed the anger in his heart as much as possible and continued to speak to Garlan gently.
"Why do you suddenly want to go to Tustar?"
"Because I've heard Opada say a lot about Tusda these days, I'd love to see that wonderful country with my own eyes."
Garlan said, "Anyway, brother, aren't you planning to send a messenger to Tastar recently? Well, just let me go there as messenger."
"No, Garland, the journey is too far, too dangerous for you..."
"There will be no danger!"
Opada, who had been so excited since Garlan's words came out, stood up abruptly, patted his chest and swore.
"I swear to Ashur, the god of war, that I will protect Prince Gallan! No one can hurt a single hair of the prince until my life is returned to the throne of the god of war!"
"King Camos, please feel free to hand over Prince Gallan to me!"
He didn't say it, but when he said it, King Camos instantly turned black.
'Please leave Prince Garlan to me with confidence. '
Why did he sound so awkward
Pooh!
Tastard's little brat, you are delusional!
"His Royal Highness Gallan, your guardian knight Kaihos is still on the way with the returning army."
Just as King Camos' face was twisted, Xie Muer, who was beside him, spoke.
He looked at Garlan blankly, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to go out, then someone must be by your side to protect you, but Kaihos is afraid that he won't be able to return to the royal city tomorrow."
"Yes, Your Highness, without Lord Kaihos guarding you, what should you do if you encounter danger on your way?"
The female officer also persuaded in a low voice.
"Even if Kaijos is not there, wouldn't it be enough to have the Guards to protect me."
For some unknown reason, the always obedient and sensible little prince was unexpectedly stubborn this time around the mission of Tasta.
Garlan raised his head, his eyes filled with anticipation, and he looked at King Camos pleadingly.
"Brother Wang, you promised me just now."
There was a look of grievance in his golden eyes.
"You promised me, wouldn't it be okay to talk to me?"
Seeing the aggrieved expression of his little brother, King Camos immediately coaxed people without even thinking about it.
"Of course not, I will never go back on what I promised you."
he swore.
Xie Muer bowed his head: "..."
Tapti female official held her forehead: "..."
Heimos took a bite of the sauce with an expressionless face: "..."
This King Camos who doted on his brother unprincipally was really—
As soon as King Camos, who was patronizing and coaxing his younger brother, finished speaking, he also reacted and immediately regretted it.
But the words had already been spoken, and he was still in front of the Tasdar mission, so he couldn't go back on his word.
Just as he sat there with a dark face and didn't say a word, a voice sounded in the quiet hall.
"If that's the case, then I'll also go to the Tasda country together."
Heimos, who had just finished eating the sauce, was slowly wiping the sauce on his fingers with a wet towel.
"Ugh?"
The others hadn't responded yet, and Garlan, who was beside him, had already turned his head and looked at Heimos in astonishment.
He said, "Heimos, why don't you come with me?"
He shook his head, refusing without thinking.
Heimos turned his head to look at Garland, the corners of his lips raised, and he suddenly smiled.
The handsome young man is naturally very good-looking when he smiles. The golden red eyes are slightly curved and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, making them look a little slender.
However, it was this smile that made Garlan's heart tremble for no reason.
Unsure why, he felt a chill rise from his back.
After Heimos smiled at him, he turned his head and looked at King Camos.
"I'll be on an envoy to the Tasda country together."
He says.
King Camos of course nodded decisively.
"It's decided."
…
After the banquet was over, Heimos and Gallan walked side by side on the gravel road in the courtyard.
Garlan looked up at the person beside him, and the moonlight fell on the brown cheeks, making Heimos's slightly pursed lips even sharper.
Thinking of Heimos's smile that made his back chill not long ago, no matter how sluggish Gallan was, he could feel it.
He asked, "Aren't you happy?"
Heimos looked sideways at him.
"Why don't you let me go with you?"
He was in a very bad mood, because Garlan had just refused emphatically. He stared at Garlan, with a dangerous aura on the corners of his brows and eyes at this moment.
"Do you think I'm in the way?"
"No, I didn't think so, I was doing it for your own good."
"what?"
Garlan hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I told you not to be angry."
"I'm worried that after you go to Tasda... Then... Doesn't that Opada like you? His status is so high in Tasda. What if he detains you in Tasda and doesn't let you come back? "
"Although it sounds absurd, the country of Tastard really can do such a thing. You know, more than 60 years ago, their king once robbed a beautiful woman named Helen and another country. Ten years."
"If you are detained by Opada in Tasda, Aaron Landis will definitely send troops to save you, so won't it start a fight?"
Garland thought again.
"So, you better not go."
he advised.
"Otherwise, if something goes wrong, you will be regarded as the calamity that caused the war between the two countries, just like that Helen."
Huymos: "..."