A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

An accident.

A highly qualified member of the base was bribed by special operations personnel from the enemy country. He not only brought the enemy to the secret base, but also poisoned Camos in the wine.

This led to Kamos being chased all the way to the base by the enemy, and he almost died from a gunshot.

If Garlan hadn't rushed out to delay the attack for a while, and the big black wolf dog had killed the enemy again, Kaihos and the others, who had sensed something was wrong and rushed back, would have been a step too late.

Although Camos suffered a lot of injuries and was shot in the waist and abdomen, he was not seriously injured.

After just completing the operation to remove the bullet casing, Camos, whose waist and abdomen were still tightly bandaged, had hurriedly stood up and circled around his little prince.

He was out for two days because of a mission, so Shermuer, who hurried back in the early morning after the incident at the base, first saw the kitten lying on the cushion covered in blood and dying, and his expression was on the spot. It just changed.

After Kamos explained that it was all blood staining the ground, his expression became slightly better, but looking at Garlan's weak breath, he still felt very distressed.

Kayhos dragged a familiar pet doctor to the coffee club in the middle of the night to check Garlan's injury.

Although there were no external injuries, the doctor said that because he was thrown so badly, there must be internal injuries, and there may be signs of internal bleeding, so it is best not to bathe the kitten for the next two days.

That's why Xie Muer saw the kitten covered in blood.

The pet doctor was busy for most of the night. He first gave Garlan a pain-relieving and anti-inflammatory injection, and then some anti-inflammatory medicine.

Immediately afterwards, he began to deal with the injuries of the big black wolf dog that had been standing next to the kitten and staring at the kitten.

It stands to reason that after the big black wolf dog rushed over, it bit the enemy's throat in one bite, without giving the opponent a chance to fight with it, so there should have been no injuries.

But in fact, it has quite a few scars on its body.

Although most of those scars were minor scrapes or cuts, there were so many of them that it looked quite serious. Moreover, there are still many tiny sawdust stuck in its body that need to be cleaned up.

Especially from the corner of the left eye to the ear, a sharp piece of sawdust dug deeply into that spot, causing blood to flow and half of his face to be dyed red.

The injuries on its body were caused when it hit the door.

Because Garlan got out of the window, and it couldn't get out of the iron bars, it actually violently knocked open the strong wooden door.

Kamos also had to admit that if the big black wolf dog hadn't frantically opened the door and arrived in time, he and Garlan would have been in real danger.

Speaking of which, he owed it his life.

Therefore, even if the big black wolf dog has been staying by the kitten's side and licking the kitten's face from time to time, the kitten will also meow at it in an aggrieved and coquettish voice from time to time, seeming to be quite attached to it - -Even if Camos felt sour when he saw this scene, he didn't have the confidence to drive away the big black wolf dog.

But fortunately, even though the kitten was acting coquettishly towards the big black wolfdog, it still remembered him.

Garlan noticed it as soon as Camos arrived.

The fluffy little head turned and when it saw Camos, the kitten meowed happily at him.

The cry was soft and waxy, making Camos' heart turn into a puddle of water.

Seeing the kitten lying sick in the soft nest, Camos felt distressed and blamed himself.

He stretched out his hand. The kitten tilted its head, looked at him with its big golden eyes, stretched out its pink tongue, and gently licked Camos' finger.

It seemed to know that Camos was blaming himself for his own affairs and was comforting him.

Ah, my little prince is truly an angel.

Camos was so moved that he almost shed tears as he looked at the kitten who was licking his fingers tenderly to comfort him.

"Step aside."

However, not long before he was moved, a voice came from the side.

"Doing this before the injury is healed will only make Garlan more worried."

Xie Muer said this and threw a bottle of anti-inflammatory pills over.

"Eat it yourself."

Shermer, who didn't feel sorry for his injured captain, said, motioning Kamos to go over there and pour some water and take medicine.

And he took a warm wet wipe and gently helped Garlan wipe the blood on his body.

The doctor said that although you can't take a bath for the time being, you can wipe it with a wet wipe first.

Kayhos came over with a basin of warm water and glanced at the big black wolfdog whose wounds had been treated.

It squatted aside and looked at the kitten without blinking.

This wolfdog is smarter and more humane than he imagined.

He saw the mutilated corpse on the ground that had been bitten to pieces, and also saw the wooden door that had been smashed through - one could imagine how violent the wolf-dog had become at that time, and one could also imagine how violent it was to the kitten. How much attention is paid to it.

However, even in such a ferocious state, it seemed to understand that only they could save the kitten. It allowed them to take the kitten away without snatching it, making no noise, and just followed it step by step. later.

However, its golden-red eyes staring straight at everyone's backs made Caihos feel a slight chill on the back of his neck.

No wonder those at the northern base say that if they cannot be tamed, they must be killed.

Otherwise, letting it escape would cause great harm to humans.

But, fortunately...

Cayjos glanced at the kitten.

He smiled and said, "Speaking of which, the captain originally said that he wanted to buy one that could guard the base, but when he came back with Garlan, Chief Shermuel, you were still very angry."

He took the wet wipes from Shermer, washed them in warm water, and handed them back with a smile.

"But now it seems that Garlan has done a good job and protected the captain, right?"

He smiled and looked at the big black wolfdog next to him.

"Buy one get one free."

Shermer glanced at him.

"You mean this wolf dog has been tamed and can be released to guard the base?"

"It can be released, or it can be said that it has been tamed."

Caijos shrugged and looked at the kitten pointedly.

"But apparently it won't listen to us."

As he spoke, he leaned over and talked to the kitten with a smile.

"However, our little prince is very well-behaved and sensible, so it's no problem, Garlan, right?"

"Meow~~"

The kitten tilted its head, looked at Caijos with a pair of big golden eyes that seemed to understand, and barked softly, as if answering him.

The voice was delicate and cute, sweet to the heart.

It caused several people who looked at it to raise their mouth corners unconsciously, and their eyes softened.

"Tsk, just think of it as recruiting a bodyguard for Garlan."

Camos made the final decision.

In this way, the big black wolfdog officially became a member of the base from then on.

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Time flies very quickly. A few months have passed. Whether it is a person, a kitten or a big black wolf dog, the injuries on their bodies are almost healed.

The kitten regained its previous liveliness and started running around the house again, which made Camos and others sigh in relief.

The only difference from the past is that there is a strong bodyguard behind it.

Heimos.

This is the name Camos gave to the new member of the base, the big black wolfdog.

It means 'son of the moon god, son of the night'.

...Well, actually, Camos was just too lazy to think about it, so he just chose such a name when he saw this guy dressed in black.

Therefore, the daily life at the base is that a cute little white cat is running on the ground or climbing up and down on tables and chairs. Not far away, there must be a big black wolf dog standing or squatting beside it, watching. holding kitten.

Sometimes it lies on the ground and the kitten rolls on top of it.

At first glance, it looks like a white glutinous rice dumpling rolling around on dark fur.

When Garlan got tired of playing, he would lie on Heymos or even on his head.

It was too lazy to move and meowed coquettishly at Heimos. Heimos would get up and take it back to the cat's nest.

Therefore, in the base, it is also very common to see a small white cat that is only half the size of its head lying on the head of the huge black wolf dog.

I don’t know why, but they are obviously just a kitten and a big dog. When these two get together intimately and rub their ears together, the indescribable soft atmosphere always makes those who look at them express understanding. smile.

They are all warriors who have walked in the midst of killing and death, accustomed to coldness and blood. But the warm feeling coming from Garlan and Heimos at this moment actually made them feel softer in their hearts as they watched.

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...the boundless desert...the black figure walks alone in it...

The wild land gave birth to beasts that survived the brutal fighting.

The weak eat the strong.

A series of fights.

Struggle on the edge of life and death again and again.

Danger and death go hand in hand...

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The wind howled across the empty land, making an inaudible cry.

This rough wilderness seems to be calling the soul it gave birth to in a distant place...

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In the quiet night, Heimos, who was sleeping quietly on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

A streak of blood flashed across its eyes, making its pupils flash with a reddish luster in the dark night.

It seemed to hear the call from the wilderness.

The desert land where it was born.

Cruel and dangerous...but this is where it grows.

its hometown.

The blood in his body was flowing slowly, and his golden-red eyes stared at the darkness in front of him, his eyes filled with cold silence.

In the darkness, the huge black figure seemed to blend into the night.

At this moment, it seemed to have returned to the wasteland where the weak were preying on the strong, and transformed back into a beast that breathed the smell of decay and blood.

Although it stayed in this comfortable place, it still bore the mark of the beast in its bones.

The ferocity is only suppressed in the deepest part of the body, but it can never disappear.

It longs for blood and the bloodshed in the wilderness.

The murderous nature in its body is always ready to stir up.

The big black wolf dog looked at the darkness quietly, as if looking through the darkness in front of him to some distant place.

That dangerous desert, that cruel place of fighting, is where it should stay.

That's where it belongs.

…

In the quiet night, the kitten, which was sleeping soundly in the arms of the big black man, woke up for some reason.

Perhaps it was because he felt that the reassuring aura surrounding him had disappeared, becoming unfamiliar and erratic, as if it would disappear the next moment.

Garlan raised his head.

In the darkness, it saw the big black man quietly looking at the darkness in front of him.

The golden-red eyes seemed to be looking at some distant place from the darkness.

Garlan remembered this look.

When I was in the pet shop, a very big cat came by. The female shopkeeper said the big cat was called lynx.

Because of the big cat, he saw the female shopkeeper, who was always gentle, having a big fight with the customer who sent him here.

She said that lynxes are very wild and only want to live alone in the snowfields. They cannot be pets. Customers should not buy them just to show off. They should forcefully bring them from the place where they are accustomed to live and make them suffer. But now they see them. If it cannot be domesticated, it will be lost.

Garlan was still young at the time and couldn't quite understand it, but he could tell that the big cat named Lynx was in a very low mood.

Garlan often saw it staring blankly in one direction.

It was sick and listless all day long, eating very little, and its body was getting weaker day by day.

Garlan went to comfort it, and it, which was already dying, said that it wanted to return to its hometown, to the place where it had lived since childhood.

At that time, it didn't quite understand, but it knew that the big cat was in pain.

Later, the big cat was sent away by the female shopkeeper. The female shopkeeper said that she wanted to send it back to its hometown, where it lived.

It will only be happy if it stays there.

…

It saw the big black man looking into the darkness in the dark, very similar to the big cat at that time.

Is the big black guy homesick?

Garlan thought as he stared up at Heimos.

Yes, I have been living here, but the big black guy is different. He said that the place where he grew up is completely different from here.

That place is far, far away from here, and you can't reach it in a lifetime.

It said that it was very unaccustomed to this place.

So, does it... want to go home?

Thinking of this, Garlan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

If the big black guy's hometown is really that far away, then if he goes back, will he never see him again?

…

.........it doesn't like it.

It doesn't want the big black guy to leave.

But……

【Only when it returns to the place where it grew up will it live happily. 】

Thinking of what the female shopkeeper said, Kitty sniffed sadly.

It thought that if the big black man would only be happy when he returned to his hometown, even if he would feel sad and reluctant to leave, he would still endure it.

After sniffing, it meowed twice at the big black man.

That means that if you miss home, you can find someone to take you home.

It said sadly, I will miss you.

After saying that, the kitten jumped out of the big wolfdog's arms dejectedly, thinking that the big black man was about to be gone.

Not wanting to stay here any longer and feel sad, it trotted toward the window, wanting to leave.

Because of his bad mood, his little head drooped.

However, as soon as the wilted kitten took two steps, a dark front paw stretched out and pinned it to the ground.

"Meow?"

Garlan was a little confused.

The big black wolf dog holding the little white dumpling stretched out its head, grabbed the skin of the back of its neck, and picked up the white dumpling.

As soon as the skin of the nape of his neck was grabbed, Garlan immediately stopped moving.

It hung in the air, looking pitiful.

Then, Heimos took it back into his arms.

The mouth that held it in his mouth loosened, and he covered his head with his head. It was already nestled in the big black man's arms again.

Garlan lay on the forelimbs of Heimos and raised his head to look.

Staring at it with golden-red eyes, Heimos lowered his head and gently licked a bunch of white hairs standing up on its little head.

Both his eyes and movements are filled with indescribable doting.

Garlan stayed for a while and finally realized something.

Its originally somewhat confused eyes lit up, and it stared at the big black man brightly.

"Meow?"

Won't you leave?

Heimos lowered his head, the tip of his dark nose touching the kitten's head.

Garlan raised his head, stretched out his pink tongue, and gently licked the corners of Heimos' eyes.

Heimos had a deep scar from the corner of his eye to his ear. The other wounds on his body had long since healed, but this one left an indelible mark.

Whether it was the cold aura in his eyes or the bloodthirsty nature deep in his bones, at this moment, he was pressed into the deepest part of his body again and slowly subsided.

Heimos' eyes softened.

It narrowed its eyes slightly and looked at the kitten licking its scar.

Warmth seemed to seep into its flesh and blood from the scar, making its blood that had become cold due to the dream warm again.

The vague call from the wilderness no longer mattered.

…

Wherever Garlan is, there he is.

Nothing is more important than being by his kitten's side.

Where Garlan is, that's where it will be from now on.

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The kitten was nestled in the arms of the big black wolf dog, with its head raised, its clear and bright golden eyes reflecting the dark figure in front of it.

"Meow~~"

It gave a sweet, soft cry.

Heimos lowered his head again and gently licked Garlan's furry little head.

The author has something to say: The second fan article [End]

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There is only one last chapter left, the follow-up modern chapter.

explain a little bit

In fact, this last article was supposed to be written as the first article, but at that time, I was crazy about locking the article... I almost went crazy otz.

The review standards are very strict and very vague. I am really confused. I don’t know whether ordinary kisses and hugs cannot be written.

Not writing is not normal for two people who have become a couple.

If I write, I am afraid of being locked.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to put the modern chapter aside first and write something absolutely safe first... (But I didn't expect that the cats and dogs that I thought were absolutely safe were actually locked for a chapter, which really made me kneel)

That's it, so the modern chapter that should have been at the front is placed at the end...

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The final modern chapter will probably be updated after the National Day.

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ps:

Are you happy sucking Gallan kittens, cats, and Heimos dogs?~ I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival + National Day in advance~~

Remember to continue to love me~~hum(ˉ(∞)ˉ)唧