A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

When the shouts of those vulgar horse thieves came from far away, the girl sitting in the carriage suddenly turned pale.

Because of the tense atmosphere, the camp that was hastily resisting the enemy was very quiet, so even from a distance, the shouting sounds of the horse thieves could still be heard clearly in the girl's ears.

When she thought about those terrible gangsters who were going to kidnap her and how she would be raped by that vulgar horse thief leader, the color on the girl's face completely turned away.

She sat blankly, her mind went blank, her father's pleading voice and the harsh scoldings of the horse thieves continued to be heard in the distance.

Her hands on the hem of her skirt were clenched tightly, and she was shaking uncontrollably, and a layer of mist appeared in her fearful eyes.

This innocent girl, who had grown up carefree under the favor of her father and brother, could not imagine the tragic end of being kidnapped into a den of thieves and being wantonly insulted by a group of horse thieves.

A hand stretched out and covered her trembling hand. The warmth in the palm spread to her cold fingers as if they were frozen in ice.

The girl came back to her senses, and the hazy mist in her eyes made her vision a little blurry at the moment.

But in her blurred vision, she could still see the face of the person sitting opposite her approaching.

The eyes as magnificent as golden gems were slightly curved, and the boy holding her hand smiled at her.

Even in the panic of cold limbs, the smile on the face in front of her made the girl lose her mind for a moment.

Looking at the young man's face very close to her, her rapidly beating heart dispelled most of her fear.

Don't blame her for being a girl who wants to get close to her regardless of her modesty and shamelessness. It's really that the appearance of the beautiful young man in front of her is so addictive.

She has never seen such a good-looking person since she was a child.

She even felt that as long as the boy in front of her called out, even the goddess of love and beauty, Avdormir, would willingly come to the earth for him.

"Don't be afraid."

She heard the boy say to her.

Even in this tense situation, the young man looked calm and even smiled at her.

He smiled and said softly to her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Perhaps she was confused by that beautiful smile, or perhaps she was infected by the other person's calmness, but the girl suddenly felt at ease.

Her fingers were no longer cold, they were even a little warm when being held by such a heart-warming beautiful boy.

The other person's face that was close to him and the eyes that were looking at her tenderly made her blush a little and her heart beat.

"You stay here, things outside will be over soon."

Once again, he softly comforted the frightened girl. After seeing her face calm down, Garlan reached out and picked up the cloak placed aside.

The cloak was thrown off and draped around his body.

He opened the carriage door and stepped out.

The long cloak covered his body from the neck down, leaving only his face exposed.

The long hair dyed black to hide his identity fell from the boy's snow-white cheeks and was draped on a light-colored cloak.

As he walked forward, the wind blowing from the distant desert lifted his black hair back high.

Fortunately, he was wearing a slightly thick cloak to protect him from the wind and sand, so it would not be blown up by the wind, exposing his covered body underneath.

None of the dozen or so men in distinctive guard attire that exuded a majestic aura spoke out to persuade or stepped forward to stop him. They all silently followed the advancing young man, obviously completely obeying him.

The horse thieves were still clamoring for the merchant to hand over his daughter and let their little leader take him back.

When they saw that the 'girl' really got off the carriage and came towards them, and was extremely calm without crying or making a fuss, they couldn't help but look at her curiously.

With this look, all the foul words he had been yelling a moment ago were swallowed back into his throat.

The horse thieves who were noisy just now suddenly became quiet, and each of them looked at their little leader with such eyes.

They all had a look on their face that said, "You are such a little boss."

Damn, no wonder!

I had robbed so many caravans before, but there were no women among them. The little leader always looked uninterested and never mentioned that he wanted to rob any women.

I don't know why I suddenly did this this time.

The little boss must have secretly seen this beautiful girl’s face before!

They all believed so.

Seeing Sal's surprised look on the 'girl''s face in front of him, many horse thieves sighed secretly in their hearts.

Pooh!

It’s quite similar to pretending not to know what to do!

"wipe!"

The young man who had notified Sal at the beginning looked at the pot-bellied businessman and whispered to his companion next to him.

"I'll bet you an Aaron's silver coin that this is definitely not that guy's biological daughter! It's definitely the child his wife had with someone else!"

"What a bet! It's worth it this time, little boss -"

…………

"I heard you want to marry me?"

The words from the 'beautiful girl' in front of him brought the stunned Sal back to his senses.

He raised his squinting eyes and laughed.

It seems that he expected it well. This 'girl' must be an important person.

His exorbitant ransom was paid.

At this moment, the figure of the 'girl' had been directly replaced by glittering gold coins of equal weight in his eyes.

As for the reason why the girl who was about to become a prisoner actually smiled at him, the robber, Sal thought that the girl probably wanted to seduce him and use her beauty to make him soft-hearted.

When he thought of this, Sal clicked his tongue with disdain in his heart.

No matter how good-looking you are, can you still be good-looking with gold coins?

The little leader of the Fela gang, who is a die-hard believer in gold coins, thought so.

一双吊梢眼颇为欠揍地抬起，他骑在马上俯视着对方，一副懒散的神态，笑眯眯地说：“是啊，我想娶你，现在就跟我回去，做费拉的首领Madam?"

As he spoke, he deliberately looked at Garlan with a lustful look, wanting to see the sudden change in his expression with some evil amusement.

But Garlan's expression did not change at all.

He said: "Okay, you take me back now."

The young horse thief leader's eyes froze.

Could it be that some stupid noble lady who doesn't know the sufferings of the world came out of the house to deliberately seek excitement?

He was secretly speculating in his heart.

When he looked up, he was shocked to see Garlan turning sideways and shouting at his subordinates, asking them to withdraw from the encirclement and let the caravan leave.

The horse thieves looked at each other in bewilderment for a moment as Garlan's gesture of giving them orders was a matter of course.

Sal was also stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Order them to give way."

Garlan replied.

"What makes you think they will obey your orders?"

Sal felt that there might be something wrong with this noble girl's mind.

"If you want to marry me, then I will be the leader's wife."

Garlan was confident.

"So what's wrong with them following my orders."

Sal: "…………"

It was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it at all.

He smacked his lips, thought about it with a headache, raised his hand, and the horse thieves under his command quickly retreated from the encirclement and got out of the way.

Anyway, the caravan's filial piety has been obtained. The Fela bandits are accustomed to only seek wealth without harming anyone, so he had no intention of doing anything to the caravan.

The merchant's daughter just found an excuse to force out this fat sheep who could ask for a huge ransom, and then took him away by force.

Now since this fat sheep with a problem with his mind voluntarily stays, it doesn't matter if he lets the caravan go.

The merchant hurriedly left with the caravan. Of course, the carriage belonging to Garlan was left behind.

While Sal and other gangsters watched eagerly, Garlan returned to the carriage as if nothing had happened and allowed the gangsters to take him hostage and take him away without any resistance.

Sal was still very vigilant along the way, worried that the dozen or so guards who were not easy to mess with would suddenly rise up and escape with the fat sheep. But to his surprise, both the 'girl' in the carriage and the tough guards tightly crowding outside the carriage followed them quietly and silently along the way, letting them go. Surround yourself.

That calm posture gave Sal a subtle illusion.

He felt that rather than saying that they kidnapped a fat sheep, it was more like they were escorting the 'girl'.

This delusion made him unhappy.

Sal was depressed all the way back. When he returned to Yazhai, he could not help but twitch when he saw the lanterns and colorful decorations in the village, the joyful appearance of everyone, and the wedding banquet that had been arranged in the village.

It turned out that his subordinates secretly ran back in advance and announced to everyone that their leader had returned with a wife.

His father, who had been bedridden because of his injury, was immediately overjoyed and immediately directed everyone to start setting up the wedding banquet, planning to hold the wedding directly tonight.

They desert people don't have so many complicated red tapes. The so-called wedding banquet is actually a feast where everyone happily eats and drinks so that everyone knows who is married.

Seeing the noisy so-called wedding banquet and knowing that he couldn't explain it now, Sal sighed and simply asked his confidants to escort Garlan to his room, planning to talk to this fat sheep in detail at night.

Although everyone was curious about what the lady that Sal snatched back looked like, after getting off the carriage, the lady kept covering her whole body with a thick cloak, and her face was hidden under the hood. There were still people surrounding her. When others get close, they can’t see clearly.

Everyone could only watch with regret as the 'girl' hiding under the cloak left here.

As soon as Sal turned his head, he was dragged away by his father. Before he, the so-called protagonist of the wedding banquet, could do anything, his father was already drunk. He dragged him and began to recall the bitterness and sweetness since he was a child, saying that his mother He went there early, worked hard to raise him up by himself, raised him into an excellent gangster, and finally saw him get married with his own eyes, and so on.

Speaking of emotions, a bearded old man cried so much that he burst into tears and runny nose, which made people feel chilled.

Sal, who was being dragged away by his unreliable father, looked at his father with a blank face and then cried and made a fuss. Then he lay down on the ground holding the wine jar, drunk to death. .

Not only his father, but also others were dragging him to drink.

When Sal finally got away, it was already late at night.

He washed his face with cold water to clear his mind, which was occupied by the smell of alcohol, and then walked quickly to his room.

When he arrived at the door of the room, he suddenly found that a group of powerful guards were guarding the surroundings of the room, preventing anyone from entering.

He walked over and before he spoke, the leading guard glanced at him, stepped aside, and motioned for him to enter the house.

Thrall was stunned for a moment.

Wait, this seems to be my territory, my room.

Your attitude of taking my territory as your own is very wrong——

The young leader of the horse thieves entered his house angrily.

He looked up and saw the 'girl' who was obviously waiting for him in the room.

The beauty under the lamp, if it were anyone else, would be lost for a moment.

But in the eyes of Sal, who has never understood the charm, the 'girl' automatically turned into a shining gold coin of equal weight in his eyes.

endure.

This is a large amount of gold coins, which can be exchanged for countless shining gold coins.

For the lovely gold coins, Sal snorted, endured his dissatisfaction, and sat down in the house.

"Tell me, what are you planning on coming here with me?"

The way this 'girl' followed him calmly was something that could no longer be explained by nerves and stupidity.

Rather than saying that he held her hostage, he felt that it was more like she deliberately touched him and followed him back with some purpose.

He didn't care what her intentions were. They were just a bunch of gangsters who were enjoying themselves in time. After today, they might be gone tomorrow. What was there to deserve such noble people's calculations?

"Because you said you wanted to marry me."

Garlan sat at the table, holding his chin in one hand and looking at him.

Sal: "…………"

Can we not mention this?

Garlan continued with a smile.

"However, if you want to marry me, should you give me a sufficient betrothal gift?"

When it comes to money, Sal instantly becomes extremely vigilant.

"I have no money!"

Garlan smiled.

"I don't want money."

He said, "Even, I can give you money, a huge amount of wealth that you can't imagine."

Thrall was silent for a moment, and his eyes turned sharp as he looked at Garlan.

"I don't know what your purpose is, but you are a little too confident to dare to come to the territory of the Fela gang with such a small number of people."

He sneered and stared at Garlan.

"Even if your guards are very strong, there are only about a dozen of them after all. A pack of wolves can kill a lion. The number of people on my side is dozens or hundreds of times greater than yours. Are you really confident that just a few guards can protect you?" "

Thrall said in a threatening tone.

"Indeed, it is impossible for a dozen or so guards to resist all of you."

Garlan put his arms on the table and clasped his hands in front of his face.

The clasped hands blocked his slightly moving lips.

His slender eyelashes drooped and he said: "I saw that there are many women, children and children in your village. Before I was dealt with by you, my guards had time to rush out and capture a few of them as hostages..."

There was a loud bang, and Thrall's palm hit the table hard, interrupting Garlan's words.

The pair of hanging eyes stared at Garlan, the original laziness completely disappeared, and the evil spirit was boiling at this moment.

"You dare to touch one of my people."

Thrall stared at Garlan with extremely terrifying eyes.

Garlan looked at those fierce eyes for a moment.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"Yes, he is a competent leader, so you are qualified."

Garlan said as he stood up.

He walked around the table to Sal, raised his head and looked at him, the black hair tied into a bunch at the back of his neck hanging down from his shoulders.

"As long as you can give me the bride price I want."

He smiled and said,

"I will fulfill my obligations as the leader's wife and give you Ferra people a safe place to live. How about that?"

"…………"

The young leader of the horse thieves frowned and looked at Garlan.

Very strange.

This person was obviously much shorter than him, but for some reason, he had the impression that he was being overwhelmed by the 'girl' in front of him, and instead felt that he was shorter in front of her.

But I have to say that the 'safe place' that this person mentioned made his heart suddenly move.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Sal spoke again.

"What do you want?"

"I want you……"

Garlan looked at him and whispered.

The golden eyes, which were like the purest melted gold, narrowed slightly, and the light shone in, reflecting the brightest light.

It was so bright that Sal, who stared at those golden eyes, felt a little dazzled for a moment.

"...dedicate this desert that shares your name to me."

The corners of Sal's eyes suddenly moved.

Just as he was about to speak, there was suddenly a loud noise coming from outside, which was obviously the sound of a fight.

problem occurs?

He walked quickly to the door, wanting to know what was going on outside.

But as soon as he took a step, there was a loud bang and the door was kicked open.

Thrall was shocked to see a tall man he had never seen before kicking open the door and barging in. Under the dim light, a suit of pitch-black armor exuded the chill of the night.

The man glanced at him.

Just one glance made the hairs on his body stand up.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was being stared at by a man-eating beast, which was so frightening that his heart stopped for a beat.

"Why did you come-"

The words stopped abruptly.

Garlan glanced at Thrall who was still here and swallowed the rest of the sentence.

The smooth progress of the plan was suddenly interrupted, which made him stare at Heimos unhappily and ask: "What are you doing here?"

There was an obvious accusation in his tone.

Heymos looked at Garlan, his golden-red eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Garlan with suppressed anger and provocation, and said, "Come and steal the bride."

Garlan: "..."

The room fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward for some reason.

Thrall glanced at Garlan and then at Heimos.

Seeing the two of them staring at each other unconvinced, he thought for a moment, pointed at Heimos with his thumb, and turned to ask Garlan.

"Your mistress?"

Garlan: "………………"

"Heimos, you kill this guy now, I won't stop you."

Garlan said, expressionless.

The author has something to say: Okay, the timeline is after becoming the crown prince.

You should remember this, right? _(:3∠)_

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