A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

"prince!"

"His Royal Highness?!"

"Wow, how come?"

After a second of solidification, the pot in the atrium burst instantly.

The teenagers standing opposite Huimus looked at the scene in front of them, and they all screamed.

Gallan knelt on the ground, hugged his shoulders, his fingertips deep into the shoulder skin.

It was unclear whether it was sweat violently running or painful cold sweat and wet blond hair sticking to his pale cheeks, and he was shaking with the fingers on his shoulders.

The severe pain made him unable to scream.

Just now he almost pressed his whole body up, only to push Huymos away from the overturned brazier, and the charcoal fire that fell down hit his back as much as possible-he could even listen to himself There was a scorching flesh.

At this moment, he knelt on the ground and hugged his shoulders, his body shaking with pain.

He couldn't see what he looked like on his back, but the indescribable pain made him unable to speak.

"Your Highness!"

"prince--"

The teenagers ran towards him, surrounded by helplessly, screaming one after another, making his head hurt sharply.

He wanted to tell them to shut up, but the pain in his back made him unable to make a sound.

Sim hurriedly joined Garland, but his mind was blank, and he could only stand silly without knowing what to do.

Suddenly, a hand protruded from behind, over his shoulder, and grabbed his face, and the thick black liquid smeared half of his face.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force suddenly came from that hand. It was a terrible force that could almost unscrew his brain from his neck. He pushed him down on the grass beside him.

Heimus yanked the obscure guy away from his body with one hand, and saw the little child who was kneeling on the ground shaking with pain. He subconsciously knelt down and stretched out his hand, trying to hug the child.

"do not come!"

A sound that clearly did his best to suffocate from his throat made his hand stretched out halfway.

Huimus kneeled there.

Garland was right in front of him, within reach.

So close, as long as he stretched his hand again, he could meet it.

But the child only made a little faint sound, like a strong invisible force, and his hand was firmly restrained in the air, unable to move.

The screams that tried to hold back touched the skin on the neck and even the back. The sudden pain from the burned place made Galland tremble again.

He took a breath and took a few breaths, trying to calm his breath.

"……do not come…"

He didn't dare to raise his head, afraid that he would hurt the place where he was burned, and could only keep such a movement, lower his head and whisper.

"Oil...you are...black..."

He spoke with a very weak voice.

The pieces of charcoal that rolled down from him were still burning and fell to the ground beside him.

"Burn in case of fire..."

Heimus froze for a moment, his face stunned.

He glanced at the coals scattered around Garlan, and he didn't speak, nor did he avoid back, but his eyes fell on Garlan again.

Instead, there was a harsh scream next to him, and Sim, who was pushed down by the hand of Heimus on the ground, and his face was also stained with black liquid, made a frightened cry after hearing Gallan’s words. As he watched the burning coals rolling down beside Garland with fear, he just crawled back on the ground.

He seemed to fear that the charcoal jumped up and fell on himself, only wishing to be as far away as possible from Gallan.

Because at the beginning, Huimos avoided more than half of the dark oil, the oil splashed to the ground.

Hearing those words from Garland, the teenagers who had come to Garland together in a panic blew up at once, and they stepped back in horror, fearing they might accidentally get caught.

But fortunately, the coal that fell from Garland was still some distance away from the black oil splashed on the ground.

As a result, as soon as the teenagers who got close to Garland spread out, only half of the body was covered with black liquid, and Heimus knelt before Garland.

Only he remained beside Garland.

This scene was extremely ironic for a while.

"There! It's there. Ah--!!!"

The sudden screams broke the awkward and ironic situation at the moment.

The little fat man who hurried over with a team of soldiers made an amazing scream and rushed over at a speed that did not match his posture.

While rushing, he screamed loudly.

"Prince! Ah-Prince Garland-"

He rushed around and panicked around Garland, looking left and right, trying to reach out for help, but looking at Garland’s terrible burns and Gallan’s painful expression, he dared not easily move, only crying one Face, circling Garland while shouting at the prince.

When the little fat man jumped, the team of soldiers hurried over.

It was a team of soldiers that Taal, who had not kept up with Garland, met on the way. Although Thar didn't know what happened, but seeing the prince's so worried look, he thought it must be a big thing.

As a precaution, he brought the soldiers who had patrolled the palace in the name of Prince Garland.

The leading team took a look at the messy situation in the atrium, and suddenly shuddered, first asked several soldiers to urgently send the little prince to the doctor, and then immediately directed the subordinates to start controlling the scene.

Heimus followed Gallan in every step, and naturally left here, but before leaving, he reminded the team that the black liquid on the ground was flammable, so the team was careful to use the kettle to wipe out the ground. Fo Tan.

Then, he picked up the copper fire plate that was turned over and looked closely. The trace of the copper fire plate being hit by the sharp tool made the middle-aged team's brows frown sharply.

That is the trace of the arrow!

Judging this, he said nothing, pulled out the small model angle on his waist, and sounded the emergency alert horn.

Almost at the moment when his trumpet sounded, all the patrols in the vicinity immediately rushed in this direction and blocked all nearby places under the command of their respective teams.

Unless they have wings, it is absolutely impossible for someone to break through their cordon.

The group of troubled teenagers stared blankly at the coming soldiers, wondering what happened.

The middle-aged team has no time to manage them, just let the soldiers take them seriously.

Soon, the soldiers he arranged to search nearby found foreign objects.

"Captain! There is an arrow here!"

The soldier who found the arrow from the thick bushes nearby hurried it to the team.

………………

In the king's hall of government affairs, King Camos was sitting at the table busy reviewing documents. The scrolls on the side of the table piled up, almost covering Camos' face.

Therefore, Camos, who wanted to go to the martial arts activities, could only stay honestly and correct the official document until the middle of the night. Tonight, if he does not deal with these accumulated official duties, he may not want to sleep.

The priest with brown hair with a slightly curly shawl stood next to him. He took out the parchment rolls blankly, uncovered the intact red lacquer print on it, and unfolded the rolls in front of King Camos.

For each official document, he will summarize it in the simplest language, and remind King Camos the focus of this official document to help Camos make the fastest judgment.

"Speaking of it, it's strange recently..."

auzw.com A half-stack of official documents was processed in half. When taking a short break in the middle, Xie Muer said thoughtfully while drinking refreshing tea from the maid.

"what?"

King Camos was stretching and yawning indifferently, rubbing his eyes.

He read 50 or 60 official documents in one breath. Although the lights in the hall lighted the surroundings like daylight, he still felt his eyes hurt.

"Princes Garland and Prince Huimos have not been quite right recently. They seem to be arguing and don't talk much."

"Is that so? Hahahaha, are those two little guys arguing and having a temper?"

King Camos laughed.

"It doesn't matter if Garland, this little guy is very self-willed and often troubles, but it's a little rare for the little guy of Huimos to do the same."

After all, compared to the childish Galland, Hymos is much more mature, and his thinking is almost the same as that of an adult... Well, when faced with Galland, he can still feel a bit childish. .

"Although it was just a quarrel between two children, the other people in this palace would not think so."

Xie Muer said, his eyes slightly cold.

"It hasn't been quiet in the palace recently."

"As they go, a group of tortured guys who have to figure out how many steps they have taken can still be turned upside down?"

King Camos sarcastically said.

"As for the two little guys... Haha, let the kids take care of the children's affairs. We adults just look at it."

He waved his hand carelessly.

"I understand."

Xie Muer nodded and stood up.

"Please continue."

King Camos wailed, and after howling, he suddenly looked up and touched his chin.

"Xie Muer, how about a bet? Well--just bet ten bottles of fine wine."

He raised his eyebrows grinningly.

"I bet this time quarreling with the Cold War, it must be that Huimos admits defeat first."

Xie Muer spread a piece of parchment in front of King Camos, and tapped his finger in the key.

He said blankly: "...I can't gamble."

King Camos stunned, and then laughed loudly, picking up the parchment while laughing.

"Hahahahaha, there is really no way to gamble hahahahaha--"

Both bets are the same, how to bet?

While King Camos was still laughing, a servant hurried into the government hall.

"King Camos." He said nervously, "Prince Garland has an accident."

King Camos stood up sharply, his eyes sullen, and the parchment clenched in his hand was torn in half by hiss.

…………

When King Camos arrived with Xie Muer, he saw a lot of people coming and going in and out of Gallan's residence.

However, although there are many people, the behavior is very orderly, and they are doing their own things in a hurry, and they have no collision with each other. Obviously, there was someone in charge.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Camos saw a familiar teenager standing under the fountain.

Heimos stood there quietly, motionless, pursed his lips, slightly lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. The two maids were beside him and were busy helping him wipe his body. But even after being wiped, Camos could vaguely see the black liquid remaining on his body, from the arm to the calf.

I can barely wipe it on my skin. The clothes on my body can't be cleaned at all. The black stains stain the clothes on half of my body. They look dirty, and I can't help frowning when I glance at them.

But Camos didn't stay, just glanced at Huimus, and hurried into Gallan's room.

As soon as he entered, his gaze passed the crowd in the room and landed on Gallan on the bed.

At this look, his eyes flicked hard.

His little brother Wang lay on the bed, and the scorch marks that seemed to have been burnt by a soldering iron appeared on the child's soft and fair skin.

There is one place on the back neck and neck, several places on the back, and one place on the calf. It looks like a soldering iron is rolling down from the child.

On the white back, those terrible burn marks looked shocking at a glance.

Gallan lay on the bed, sideways, half of his face fell into the pillow, half of his face was so pale, his red forehead exuded fine sweat, and his hair stuck to it.

The two doctors were standing by the bed side by side, bending over and carefully cleaning his wounds.

The child's fingers clasped the pillow, and the fingers were so hard that the knuckles were already white.

He was obviously in pain, but there was no crying pain, but the big golden eyes were filled with tears, his lower lip was almost bitten by himself, and the tears fell down the pale cheeks, hitting Wet pillow.

That look made people feel distressed.

"Roya! Bring the towel wrapped in ice!"

"Shaqi! Bring the freshly boiled water over and use ice cubes to cool down!"

"Yes, tell those who make medicine juice to move quickly!"

"Ruffia, the bandages and cloths that have been soaked in medicine have dried up—"

A female officer who looked as big as King Camos was giving orders in the room, orderly and instructing the people to do things. She was arranged by King Camos to oversee the palace of Gallane Palace, and it was precisely because she gave orders here that all the talents appeared in order, and at the same time they did so many things without being in a hurry.

Instead, King Camos rushed in to block the door, and a maid who hurriedly carried ice from the door hit him, and the ice basin in his hand almost fell over.

At first glance was King Camos, she hurriedly knelt down and apologized.

King Camos hadn't had time to speak so she didn't care about herself, got up and continued to do things. The female officer over there had already looked over, frowning, and came over, leaning down at will | body as a salute.

"Wang, there is no need for a person other than a doctor here." The unsightly woman officer opened her face with impoliteness. "Please go out with Master Xie Muer immediately, don't hinder us."

In the same words, she had also said to Prince Heimus, who had pestered the room like a wooden stake, not long ago, and drove it out, and arranged two maids to wipe his body.

King Camos and the priests in the room were only blocked by the tough female officer.

As soon as they got outside, the soldiers sent by the team reported to them.

"What? Catch a dead man, but the man committed suicide by taking poison?"

King Camos frowned tightly, and he looked back at the room where people were constantly entering and leaving.

Yes, he is useless to stay here, the only thing he can do is to pull out the behind-the-scenes hand that killed his younger brother as soon as possible.

"Where is the body?"

After getting an answer from the soldier's mouth, King Camos hurried forward.

As soon as he reached the gate, he stopped and turned to look at the teenager who was wet from the bottom half of the fountain.

"Hymos." King Camos said, "You come with me."

The author has something to say: 　　 Regarding the update time point that everyone asks.

It is usually two times, five o'clock in the afternoon, or eleven o'clock in the evening.

Anyway, if there is no update at 5 pm, then it will have to wait until 11 pm.