A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

In the government hall, on the high platform, King Camos, who was sitting on the throne, spread out the parchment handed over by his subordinates on the table.

As soon as his eyes glanced at the paper, he frowned.

"Is the situation in Vinal City more serious?"

A middle-aged minister standing at the bottom bowed slightly and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it was my fault, I..."

The minister seemed to want to say something to apologize, but was interrupted by King Camos's raised hand.

"I don't want to hear this right now."

The young king said so.

"Tell me the real situation in Vinal City now."

Several courtiers below looked at each other and bowed their heads again.

"Since the floods occurred in Vinal City some time ago due to the river flood season, in accordance with your order, I have deployed disaster relief food and medicine as soon as possible."

The oldest minister among them said, "But so far, the results are not good."

"Yes, it is said that there were numerous casualties among the people in Vinar City, and many people are still missing."

A medical officer spoke.

"King Camos, I received a report from the medical officer in Vinar City. The situation is not ideal. There are signs of the plague emerging, and medicines are very scarce." He said, "Please deploy a large amount of food and medicine from nearby cities as soon as possible. Drugs pass.”

Another Sheriff spoke up too.

"I have also received reports that a large number of thieves have appeared near Vinar City and have kidnapped many women and children. The surviving people in the city are therefore panic-stricken. The Lord of Vinar City asks you to give a dispatch order for the army."

The golden brown eyes narrowed slightly, which was a sign that the beast was angry.

However, King Aaron Landis, who was sitting on the throne, just narrowed his eyes and did not show an angry expression. His eyes swept over the ministers in front of him with an expression of unknown meaning. .

"knew."

Camos said in an extremely calm tone.

"You guys go down."

King Camos, who listened to the ministers' requests but did not offer any solution, stood up and left under the gaze of everyone.

That night, during dinner time, King Camos, who was having dinner in his palace, summoned Shermer on the grounds that he wanted to know Prince Gallan's recent studies.

The palace was full of confidants whom Kamos trusted, and here he could speak out his plans without any scruples.

"Shemer, get ready, I'm going to Vinal City."

Putting a piece of barbecue dipped in sauce into his mouth, Camos chewed it while giving a secret order to Shermur.

The tone was as casual as telling Shermer what I would like to eat tonight.

The priest of Shamash frowned.

But knowing King Camos, he had no intention of dissuading him. Anyway, it was useless to dissuade him.

With this king's temper, when he saw him so calm in the daytime, Shermur had already vaguely guessed King Camos's plan.

"Yes, Your Majesty, how many guards do you plan to bring with you?"

King Camos touched his chin.

"Eight hundred... no, five hundred horses is enough."

He wanted to sneak in quietly, and he would be easily discovered if there were too many people with him.

He said, "Make a few excuses and arrange for 500 cavalry to leave the city in batches within three days and gather outside the city."

"yes."

Every day at dinner, King Camos asked Garlan to eat with him, and today was no exception.

However, the conversation between Camos and Shermur clearly did not conceal Garlan's intention, and Garlan listened from beginning to end.

"Brother Wang, are you going to Vinal City?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"Huh? Do you want to go?"

"..."

King Camos's joking tone silenced the child.

Although it is said that Garlan has been reborn in this world several times, in fact, in order to guard against Heimos, Garlan has been closely protected by his subordinates. He spends most of his time in the palace. Even the royal city has only been visited a limited number of times.

It can be said that he has never even been out of the royal city.

Thinking of this, he whispered: "...I want to go."

After speaking, he thought for a moment, raised his head and said again.

This time, he raised his voice.

"Brother Wang, I want to go."

The blond child who spoke raised his head, a small face full of expectation, and his big amber gem-like eyes looked at King Camos eagerly.

The young Wang smiled and touched the head of his little brother who looked at him helplessly.

"Okay." He said, "Brother Wang will take you there."

"King Camos!"

Camos made a simple promise, but the priest next to him became uneasy.

"We are not going for fun! Maybe there will be a war!"

"Hahaha, it's okay, I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

Shermer: “…………”

Although I want to refute it, I don’t know how to refute it.

Indeed, with the existence of a man as powerful as a lion like King Camos, coupled with the hundreds of brave and warrior king's guards, they did not need to fear anyone among Aaron Landis.

"As a man, you will have to go to the battlefield one day. Although Garlan is still young, as the prince of Aaron Landis, it is time to experience it."

"...In that case, King Camos, how about you also bring Prince Heimos to experience it?"

Both Aaron Landis princes need to grow up fast.

Therefore, Shemuer will not let go of any opportunity for the princes to grow.

King Camos clicked his tongue, and it was clear from his expression that he was unwilling. However, he scratched his brown hair and nodded.

Shermur said: "That's just right. The reasons are all ready. King Camos, you take your two royal brothers to the Wang Family Ranch for hunting."

"Okay." Camos responded simply, "That's what you'll tell the public."

"Also, if you travel lightly, the five hundred cavalry cannot wear armor. It is best to wear leather armor..."

Kamos and Shermer were still discussing the details, and Garlan over there had no intention of listening.

After being reborn several times, he has always stayed in the royal city. Under the heavy protection of his subordinates, he has never stepped out of the royal city.

He is the younger brother of the king who is inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people, but occasionally, he feels like he is imprisoned in the cage of this huge royal city.

That might be one of the reasons why he wanted to escape from this royal city in this life.

…

In any case, this time, he was finally able to set foot on the land outside the royal city for the first time.

………………

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Ever since the female officer who served Garlan knew that Garlan was going to follow King Camos to the royal ranch for hunting and take him there for a while, she was busy packing up two carriages of belongings and came out.

Then Shemuer took a look and cut off the two carriages, leaving only Garlan to pack a few simple clothes and a small baggage.

Garlan carefully put in the few pairs of underwear he asked the maid to make for him, and then, under the worried eyes of the middle-aged female officer, he followed Shermer with a small baggage.

The priest of Shamash has also changed out of his white robes and put on riding clothes that are convenient for movement, and put on brown and black leather armor on key parts such as shoulders, chest and waist.

When they arrived at the place, they heard the neighing of horses one after another. Thousands of cavalry stood in the military field, each calming their horses. Those cavalry were also wearing dark brown leather armor similar to Shermer's. .

As soon as Garlan arrived, the tall figure of King Camos greeted him.

He laughed and picked up Garlan with one hand, letting him sit on his arm, and stuffed something into Garlan with the other hand.

Garlan looked down and saw that what King Camos had given him was a white candy bar.

"Brother Wang, I just finished breakfast..."

"Hahaha, I'm not giving you food, take it."

After Kamos finished speaking, he took a big step and led Garlan to a horse in a few steps.

It was a tall horse with a black body, and its black fur was like satin, shining blackly in the sun. The mane and tail on its neck are honey-like golden brown, and when blown by the wind, they sparkle like waves, and even have a bit of metallic luster.

It was an extremely beautiful horse, and at the same time, it was also very majestic. The shape of the tendons on the slender legs is extremely clear, and the muscle lines on the chest are clear and slightly bulging, giving people an extremely full and strong feeling.

Among the many horses, it stood out so much that everyone's first glance fell on it.

At this moment, amidst the continuous neighing of horses, it stood there quietly, looking leisurely, giving people a feeling of being calm and noble like an aristocrat but inaccessible.

King Camos walked over with Garlan in his arms, and the horse immediately turned its head alertly. After seeing it was Camos, it changed back to its leisurely look.

"Tucker."

Kamos touched its mane, and then pointed to Garlan in his arms.

Black Horse snorted lightly, came over and smelled Garlan, as if trying to remember his scent. But when Garlan reached out and tried to touch it, it shook its head and avoided Garlan's hand.

The tall horse raised its head and looked down at the child in front of it with its big eyes, as if judging something. Its body and momentum, which is much taller than ordinary horses, give people a great sense of oppression.

Garlan blinked, smiled at the big horse that was looking down at him, and then stretched out his hand.

The white candy bar in his hand melted a little because he had been holding it, and now it exuded a sweet smell.

When Hei Ma, who was still showing off with his head held high, smelled the smell, he couldn't pretend anymore. He glanced at Garlan with his big eyes and hesitated a little when he saw the child holding the candy smiling sweetly at him. After a while, he lowered his head and began to lick the candy in Garlan's hand.

Camos smiled and nodded to Garlan, indicating that he did a good job.

After Tucker licked the candy clean, Camos raised his hands and put Garlan on the back of the black horse.

The black horse turned around and glanced at King Camos, but stood still.

The king of horses, who refused to let anyone ride on his back except King Camos, seemed to agree with Camos' behavior. He turned back and shook his beautiful honey-colored mane.

Camos laughed.

He braced himself with both hands, jumped up on the horse's back, and pulled the reins with both hands.

The jet-black horse raised its hooves and let out a long neigh, which was like the roar of a dragon and the roar of a tiger, suppressing the neighs of all the horses present.

"Set off!"

King Camos shouted loudly, resounding throughout the sky.

The next second, the black horse under him rushed out like an arrow, leading the way.

Behind him, thousands of cavalry followed.

A group of horses galloped on the ground, rolling up thick smoke and shaking the ground.

…………

What the ministers knew was that King Camos took the two princes to the royal ranch for hunting.

That was an event that King Camos often held, and this time it was to teach the two princes, so it was more normal, so no one took it seriously.

Anyway, King Camos went with three thousand cavalry, just outside the royal city, not too far away, so there is no need to worry about the safety of the king and the two princes.

But what they didn't know was that after King Camos led his 3,000 trusted guards to the royal ranch, he sneaked out with the two princes, Shermer and 500 cavalry.

He left the remaining 2,500 cavalrymen in the pasture and guarded the four sides tightly, creating the illusion that they were still hunting.

In this way, King Camos led five hundred cavalry along a remote road, avoiding the eyes and ears of others along the way, and set off towards the city of Vinal.

Naturally, Garlan was led by Kamos and sat in front of Kamos.

In fact, he could ride a horse, but everyone agreed that he was too young to know it, and he couldn't find a horse for him to ride with his small arms and legs, so Garlan honestly pretended not to know how. Camos took the horse with him.

He sat in front of Camos and ate ashes all day long.

When the team that found a creek as a temporary camp at night finally came to a stop, Garlan was already looking disgraced. He felt that he didn't even need to eat any dinner because Hui had eaten enough along the way.

Therefore, as soon as Garlan was taken off the horse by Camos, he ran hurriedly towards the small stream not far away without caring about anything else.

As soon as he got to the stream - well, he knew.

The one who came to the stream to wash up before him was naturally the Shamash priest with mysophobia. At this moment, Shermer was squatting by the stream, carefully wiping the dust on his face with a small square towel.

Garlan squatted down next to him. He didn't bring any handkerchief or square, so he just took water with his hands and poured it on his face.

The cool water was splashed on his face, which was very cool. It washed away the dust and took away the heat in his heart, making Garlan feel much better.

Ah, my butt hurts.

While washing his face, Garlan thought to himself.

After riding on the horse for a whole day, if Brother Wang hadn't specially given him a soft cushion, he felt that he would have been able to lie down at the end of the day.

Water dripped down from his cheek. Garlan raised his hand and wiped his face casually with the back of his hand, shaking off a series of water droplets, and then stood up.

"Your Highness."

As soon as he stood up, someone called him.

As soon as Garlan turned his head, he saw Shermer holding a wet handkerchief in his hand and looking at him.

"Please come here, Your Highness."

The child looked at Shermer who was staring at him, and then at the wet handkerchief in his hand.

Raising his hand and waving it, he wanted to refuse.

"No... no need, Shermer."

Unfortunately, Gallan's refusal was of no use. Shermur grabbed him, bent down, and then began to carefully wipe his hair, temples, auricles, corners of his eyes, sides of nose, etc. with a wet handkerchief. .

Then, he held Garlan's hand without allowing the other party to refuse, and wiped the fingers of those two little hands clean.

When the square handkerchief in Shermer's hand turned gray, Aaron Landis's little prince also changed from a little gray boy back to his original white and tender appearance.

Looking at the little brother Wang who had been wiped clean by him, the priest with mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder nodded with satisfaction.

...Anyway, Garlan gave up struggling halfway and let Shemuer control him.

Familiar laughter sounded next to him. It was King Camos who also came to the stream to wash up.

He looked at his cute little brother Wang who had been wiped clean, and for the first time in his life, he was very satisfied with Shermer's mysophobia.

He strode over, picked up little Garlan, and habitually brought his face close to rub his little brother's soft cheek.

It hurts, it hurts—it hurts—

Being pricked by the rough stubble of King Camos, Garlan suppressed himself from shouting.

After rubbing his little prince brother, Kamos, who was satisfied, put Gallan down, then squatted by the stream. Just like Gallan just now, he casually poured water on his face with his hands, and then used his hands to shake it. Rub your face a few times and treat it as face wash.

Shermer stood watching and suddenly frowned and asked, "Did you come out without shaving today?"

He saw a lot of green stubble on King Camos's chin, which was uneven, with some patches present and others missing, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Seems to be."

Camos touched his chin. It was indeed a prick, but he didn't care.

"Why are men so clean-shaven? A little beard would be nice."

He said this and touched his chin again.

"Why don't you stop shaving it from now on? It's better to keep it. It will look more powerful."

Xie Muer said nothing.

Anyway, no one can persuade King Camos to decide what to do. If he wants to grow a beard, just let him grow it.

…………

Wait, is this why, Brother Camos, you will have a thick beard and hair all over your face in the future?

Gallan had just figured this out and couldn't help complaining in his heart when he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards him not far away.

The black-haired boy was like a black wolf that appeared silently from the woods and walked up to him without making any sound.

"So you are here."

Garlan said with some surprise, "I didn't see you this morning, so I thought you didn't follow."

"I was assigned to a group of cavalry on the flank and moved with them."

Heymos replied.

He looked down at Gallan and suddenly frowned. Then he reached out and grabbed Gallan's chin, raised his little face, and stared at Gallan's face without blinking. .

Garlan was caught off guard when someone grabbed his chin and raised his face. When he reacted, he immediately slapped Heimos' hand away.

"what you do?"

he said unhappily.

The young man's golden-red eyes moved, revealing a thoughtful look. Heimos did not answer Garlan's words, but turned to look at King Camos aside.

Over there, King Camos had almost finished washing his face. He wiped it with his big hands and shook off the water droplets.

Then, he looked at Garlan again and stretched out his hand.

"Come, Garlan, Brother Wang will take you to eat barbecue, haha, Brother Wang will bake it for you with his own hands."

Just when King Camos reached out to pick up Garlan and rub his little brother's little face, an arm suddenly stretched out and stopped in front of Garlan.

Garlan was startled for a moment and looked at Heimos who was standing in front of him in astonishment.

"Please stop this behavior."

Looking at the young man blocking Garlan, King Camos was unhappy.

"Hey kid, don't push yourself too far."

"Heimos...what are you doing..."

Garlan couldn't help but speak.

Facing King Camos, the boy who was a bit shorter than him did not flinch and continued to confront Camos.

"Your actions have hurt Garlan, don't you know?"

"What?"

"His face is full of red marks from your beard, didn't you see it?"

"…………"

Kamos subconsciously looked at Garlan's face.

On the child's soft cheeks, there were several clear red marks rubbed by hard objects, which were especially conspicuous on the white and tender skin.

Suddenly, King Camos frowned.

"Hey, Sherlock."

"yes?"

"Give me the razor blade!"

Others may not be sure, but Kamos knows that Shermer will definitely carry that thing with him.

Shermer: "...Yes."

The priest handed over the thin blade half the size of a palm with an expressionless face, and then continued to watch with an expressionless expression as King Camos hurriedly squatted by the stream with the blade to shave.

What?

beard? The majesty of a man?

Bah, how can it be more important than my little brother Wang!

…………

While King Camos was busy shaving, the little prince beside him fell into deep thought.

So, with this, the future Brother Wang will no longer have the fluffy beard?

The author has something to say: Ah, you have a short hand when you take someone else, and you have a short mouth when you eat someone.

Now that I have taken the sugar-coated bullets and nutrient solution from my friends... let's try... to save Brother Wang's appearance, right?