A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It happened so suddenly that many people could not react.

There was a sudden death in the hall for a second, and then

"Master Xie Muer!"

"Sherman!"

"His priest--"

A disaster caused by a child caused the originally quiet hall to jump.

The crowd rushed over and greeted the priests. More servants came and panicked to wipe off the ink on Xie Muer, of course, he would only make the light-colored robe on Xie Muer more and more dirty.

Someone wanted to blame the culprit, but when he saw that the kid in trouble seemed to be terrified, he stayed there silly, and looked at their small faces pitifully with their eyes wide open, and it was hard to speak.

What everyone said was a heir to the royal blood, and he was an ignorant child who could not fight or punish him. I am afraid that Lord Xermuer could only admit that he was out of luck.

It's just that this kid must haven't become a younger brother.

In the nervous interrogation of everyone, Xie Muer frowned, waving his nervous servant to push away. He looked at his clothes stained with ink, and then glanced at the child who looked at him silly.

The child looked at him with his big eyes, watery, and there was fog in his eyes. It seemed that if he talked a little louder, he would shed tears. It looked pitiful and cute, and it was really soft.

Although Xie Muer did not intend to blame the child, but I don't know why, Xie Muer just felt that the incident just now was not an accident. The child simply intentionally splashed his ink.

Because he kept staring at the child's eyes, he saw that before the child stretched out his hand, the golden pupil suddenly and flexibly turned a few times.

It wasn't like the nervous look of seeing him approaching, it was obviously a ghostly idea.

Immediately afterwards, his clothes suffered.

Yes, Gallan is intentional.

I am a bear child and my biggest!

Gallan felt that he was not relying on the identity of a child to block Xiemuer now, and I am afraid there would be no chance in the future.

Such a serious person of Xie Muer is definitely not good to care about children who are not sensible, at most he has a bad impression of himself-anyway, he did not want to be selected as a younger brother, so Xie Muer did not like himself It was just right. So when he saw Xie Muer standing opposite his table, he immediately made up his mind, and to take this opportunity to breathe, Xie Muer also disgusted himself.

one stone two bird.

At this moment, he opened his big eyes innocently to Xie Muer staring at him.

I am just a child.

Ignorant little child.

Blinking gently, Gallan said to Xie Muer with innocent eyes, his eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, and he looked like he would cry.

The child's body is so easy to use, tears can seep through.

He thought that if Xie Muer really dared to scold him here, he would cry immediately.

face?

Ha ha, what face do you want? He just relied on the identity of his little child, regardless of the troubles, as long as Xermuer could be embarrassed, his purpose was achieved.

However, although he thinks well, the other party does not necessarily follow his script. He looked at Xie Muer with his watery eyes wide, and said with his eyes, to teach me to scold me and scold me--

However, Xie Muer only asked the servant to wipe the ink splashed on his arm, and then signaled the servant to wipe the table and the ground clean. It seemed that he had no plans to teach him.

Is my little pitiful expression acting too much?

Garland began to reflect on himself deeply.

A long finger stretched out, and Xie Muer stared at Gallan, knocked on the cleaned table, and pointed at Gallan's parchment.

Everyone noticed that the piece of parchment was also filled with ink, and more than half of it was stained with black. The remaining half of the parchment was also stained with ink marks, and it was impossible to use it again.

"Do you want to change it for him?"

Asked one person.

Xie Muer looked at the child and shook his head.

"According to regulations, everyone has only one chance."

Children who cannot protect their own belongings are even less likely to trust the future of this country. Therefore, Xie Muer only prepared parchment corresponding to the number of candidates at the beginning, and there was no spare.

Now, the child's paper is destroyed, which means that he has lost this opportunity.

Although the selection test is not only this item, in addition to the knowledge test, there are different tests in bow riding, fighting, case judgment, etc., and finally comprehensive consideration. But the disqualification of learning is basically equivalent to being excluded from the candidate.

And looking at the child's fragile appearance, I am afraid that it will fail in the test against humans and some subsequent dangerous tests. Let him get out early so as not to get injured in those dangerous tests.

Succeeded.

As soon as Xie Muer said that, Garland was relieved.

Xie Muer is his instructor, so he is very familiar with this person.

The priest of Samash said that the good things are serious self-discipline, orderliness and law-abiding, doing everything in one glance, even slight deviations are not allowed.

But Gallan knew-that was actually the so-called obsessive-compulsive disorder!

It is precisely because he knows this person's obsessive-compulsive disorder that Garlan can guess that this person will never prepare a spare test paper-if there is a problem with the test paper, she will be ruled out by Xiemuer.

Therefore, he deliberately pretended to have soiled his test paper accidentally and completely discarded the grade. In this way, he didn’t have to worry about how to make himself an outstanding one in each test. Grades.

and

This is put first, as the first candidate to be out of the eyes of everyone, in the eyes of other teenagers peeking over or gloating or mocking, Gallan's heart is very calm.

that's fine.

He thought so, but still had to pretend. So, he showed a little obedient look, and looked at the attendant officer with a look that he didn't dare to say, and collected his black parchment.

Then, with a small, timid expression, he glanced at Xie Muer and whispered.

"Can I leave here?"

The child looked at Xie Muer weakly and asked.

Xie Muer looked at him blankly.

"Sit down."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked to the front. The lips were tight, and they looked very unhappy. Everyone thought he was unhappy because he was offended by the child. Looking at the low air pressure that came out, it was almost material.

It is rare to see His Excellency Sherman so angry.

Everyone said with emotion.

Garland, who was left behind by Xie Muer as the culprit, lowered his head and looked like a clever look.

No one saw his lowered face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the little feet under the table happily drawing circles.

Everyone thought that Xie Muer was so angry because he was offended. Only Gallan knew that Xie Muer would not care about the offense of a child like him.

And the real reason why Xie Muer exudes the near-substantial low pressure is-

The priest lord is holding back his soiled clothes with great perseverance.

Yes, others don’t know, but Gallan does.

This priest, not only is obsessive-compulsive disorder, but also has a strong cleansing habit.

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Every morning and evening, he thundered twice and cleaned himself, taking a shower more frequently than he did. Although it is a facial paralysis, he usually can't see any expression, but Gallan, who often stays with Xie Muer, has seen it more than once. As long as a little dust on his robe accidentally, Xie Muer can't help but frown. There will be an unbearable look under my eyes.

Later, Garland was curious and checked the birth date of Xia Xiemuer.

Very good, really Virgo.

Even if it was just contaminated with dust, Xiemuer could not bear it, so now he was splashed with black ink, and as the host of this exam, his sense of obsessive-compulsive disorder does not allow himself to leave the seat early.

Therefore, he can only bear the filth of his body and continue to stand here.

Seeing Xie Muer's frowning and somber face at the moment, he must have felt very uncomfortable at the moment.

well.

Xie Muer was uncomfortable, and Gallan said he was happy.

Although he didn't plan to do anything in this life, the younger brother was involved with Xie Muer and Huimus, but before leaving, he felt that as an ignorant bear child, Xie Muer revenge a little bit. Yes.

A little bit of revenge on his original mentor with cleanliness, Gallan was satisfied.

However, now he still has to pretend to be obedient, so he can only sit honestly at the bluestone table that has been cleaned and empty, and no longer do anything.

Garlan was sitting at the last table. He was the only one. Looking forward from the back, he could see all the other candidates. He sat on a chair, his toes swayed uninterestingly, and was really doing nothing at all, so he secretly went to see him, not far from him.

The dark-haired boy was still writing quickly, and Galan vaguely glanced at the parchment, which was almost full. It seems that the academic test of Heimus should be good.

Well, yes, after all, it was one of the two princes who were finally selected.

What else does he want to do?

Shaking his head, Gallan threw away all the princes, Huimus, and Xiemuer from his mind.

All this has nothing to do with him anymore.

He will leave the city tomorrow, and then, he will never make another step here.

He wanted to leave these things completely behind his head, forgetting to be clean.

Moving his gaze away from the group of young candidates who were struggling to write, Gallan turned his head and looked in the other direction. Through the spacious hall, through the standing columns, you can see the endless blue sky, and the vaguely visible outline of the blue sea.

He looked at the vast sky and the white birds passing by in the sky.

He thought, that was his brand new life.

This world, this land, has countless things he did not know.

Perhaps, after he grew up, it was a good idea to travel freely through the land.

In this way, dreaming and dreaming of the future that belongs to him only, the future where he can live, the child's mouth could not help but show a little smile.

The hall is very quiet, only the sound of Shasha's writing is uninterrupted.

After the farce just ended, all the candidates bowed their heads deeply, putting all their thoughts on the test paper in front of them, even the consistently obstinate little fat man—although at least on his parchment Half of them are blank.

The priest of Samash stood in the middle, his face sullen and motionless.

The light-colored robe was smudged with several ink marks from the chest to the soles of the feet. At first glance, it seemed that the robe was intentionally embroidered with a special black pattern.

The low air pressure he radiated made everyone subconsciously stand a little farther away from him, and then everyone's eyes slowly swept over the young candidates. They evaluated and judged these candidates with their own eyes, trying to guess who the final winner would be.

The blond kid sitting at the last feldspar table no longer cares.

For everyone, the child is already abandoning the child, there is no need to waste any effort and waste their energy and time.

That child is useless.

In this silence, there was a snap.

It was the low footsteps of the heavy boots stepping on the bluestone slab.

The main hall, which had some small conversations, was instantly silent.

Someone came from the gate of the hall.

The blazing sun hung around the tall man, making the man come out of the flame of light.

At this moment, the people stood upright, and even the teenagers who answered the question panicked and stood up.

At this moment, the needle in the hall could be heard.

As the man strode forward, everyone bowed their heads respectfully.

The man came from the scorching sun, his side like a whizzing wind, passing his short brown hair, and a fiery red cape that fell from his shoulder on one side was high behind his broad shoulder Gao Fei lifted up, like a red flame that never stopped burning behind him.

He was like a lion with a thick mane undulating in the wind, and stepped proudly into his territory.

King Camos, the king of Aaron Landis, the young and fearless king, the hero who is desperate on the battlefield.

His bravery and strength made all those who saw him admire him.

His greatness made all subjects willingly surrender to his feet.

At this moment, everyone stood up, bowed his head to the heroic king, and paid tribute to it. However, on the edge of the bluestone table, the child was turning around to watch the children outside the sky gods sitting still.

King Camos looked at the child who hadn't got up to meet him. His golden-brown eyes were like lion's pupils, like a burning coal, sharp and frightening.

Xie Muer frowned, the others held their breath, and everyone dared not sip.

Lost the appearance before the king, ignoring the majesty of the king

Even a child who is ignorant cannot be forgiven easily.

Looking at the bright sky outside the main hall, Garlan, who was so excited, suddenly heard footsteps.

The loud and steady footsteps appeared extremely abrupt in the silent hall, and felt something wrong, and he turned around unconsciously.

A gust of wind suddenly screamed from in front of him, and the flaming cloak soared high, passing in front of him.

The golden eyes widened sharply, and the child's pupil reflected a familiar face.

What appeared to him suddenly at this moment was the brown-haired young man who appeared with him in front of him yesterday.

A large pair of hands reached over, reached under his arms, and grabbed him.

He was lifted high by the tall brown-haired young man in amazement.

"From now on, you are my brother!"

The young and powerful Wang Gaosheng said that before everyone, it was finalized.

He raised the little child high above his head.

He looked up and looked at the child's big, bright golden pupils. In the eyes of everyone beside him, King Camos smiled at Gallan with a big smile.

"I Camos swears with the glory that the gods have given me, and I will protect you as I protect my kingdom, Aaron Landis."

Brown hair like a lion's mane fluttered in the air, and among the flying golden brown hair, the young Wang Chong grinned at the child he lifted.

His white teeth were exposed in the sun, his strong arms were bent, and his bronze skin glowed with a dark luster under the sun.

On his tough face, the bright smile was like the shining light of the legendary sun **** Shamash.

"With my supreme throne, under the watch of the gods, I make an oath here--"

This is the moment witnessed by the gods, the thick and loud voice of the young king resounded through the sky.

"I will fight for you and Aaron Landis, and I will protect you until my life returns to the hands of the gods!"