A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Desert sand and wind up the loess, people can only see the hazy traces in the distance.

The sight is all scorched earth, the barren earth, when the wind and sand swept over, there can be vaguely traces of bones emerging from the sand.

The sun was empty, exposing the land.

The strong wind screamed, blowing layers of yellow sand into the sky, and the sky was full of sand.

He stood on the scorched earth where he could not see the end, looking blankly. The hot wind swept over his cheeks, bringing a burning pain.

There was a lot of silence all around, but there was no vitality, as if the land had already died.

It was a strange place, and it was a strange scenery he had never seen before, but it made him feel very familiar.

When looking at this lifeless land, the depth of the chest seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand, and an unspeakable uncomfortable feeling emerged from the depths of the body.

A huge piece of ruin loomed in the sand. The huge stone pillar rose up from the ground. The column body corroded by the years was incomplete, and the broken columns collapsed on the sand.

The civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years has been drowned in this yellow sand, and almost all traces have been lost.

Only the sand that has experienced thousands of years still stands stubbornly on the corner of the stone pillar above the earth, eroded so that it can only vaguely recognize the outline of the lion’s silhouette, and it is still talking to the descendants. The old and mysterious in history The existence of the majestic kingdom...

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Gallan slept in bed, and the morning light fell through the skylight and fell on his face.

He breathed evenly.

Then, the breath changed slightly, the eyelashes moved slightly, and the sleeping teenager opened his eyes.

Reflected in his golden pupil is a familiar room, tall and spacious, rounded white stone pillars support it, and patterns carved from jadeite surround it.

In the corner of the bedroom, a ray of green smoke slowly rose from the incense burner, filling the room with sweet fragrance.

The window was half open, and the breeze brought in the warmth of the spring in the courtyard outside. The translucent green gauze in the bedroom flicked gently in the breeze, and the lightness was like smoke.

After watching the familiar scene quietly for a while, Gallan closed his eyes again.

Everything he saw in his dream came to his mind clearly.

——The huge ruins buried in the yellow sand——

——The future that Aaron Landis followed along the trajectory of previous generations——

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In the track of the previous life...

After more than a hundred years of war, the earth is weak and strong, and the people's hearts are becoming more sinister. The people are displaced and there are many bones everywhere... Perhaps because the gods are disappointed with this, they gradually began to give up sheltering this land.

As a result, natural disasters continued and turmoil arose.

The land is becoming more and more barren, the desert is expanding, spreading a little to the west, and gradually, even the two rivers that fed Aaron Landis are completely dry.

Eventually, the yellow sand flooded the land of Aaron Landis, the people of Aaron Landis scattered, and the once gorgeous palace was turned into ruins in the long years of wind and sand...

Thousands of years later, people can only glimpse the prosperity and magnificence of the disappearing lion empire only from the broken columns in the yellow sand...

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Garland opened his eyes.

He had just sat up, and the female chief who had been waiting outside noticed his movements, and opened the sky-blue veil and walked in.

Several maids followed Tapu behind them, either holding white towels, or holding gorgeous clothes and accessories, or carrying golden basins with hot water, and the maid holding the freshly picked and still carrying Dewy flowers.

Garland smiled at his chief officer and maids and got out of bed.

The other maids stood still, only the chief of the women stepped forward and put on Garland the dress specially made for today.

It was an extremely gorgeous piece of clothing, brand new, white like snow, soft like a cloud, held in the hand, light like a swan feather.

The sleeves spread off Gallan's shoulders like lotus petals on the side shoulders, and the fringe of the gold thread fell on the white upper arm, interlaced with the golden arm ring that was worn on the upper arm of the Samarash rune.

The sky-blue belt was tied up, and the teenager's tight waistline was outlined more and more.

A pure gold neck embedding emerald green malachite as fine as a starlight hangs on the young man's chest, half-covering the slender clavicle.

The bright golden long hair more than gold ornaments was scattered from the juvenile's beautiful neck on the chest, and the golden neck ornaments radiated against each other, and the morning sunlight shone more and more.

The young man's hand moved slightly, and a dozen or so fine gold rings with different patterns on his white wrist lightly struck each other, making a crisp sound of impact.

Tapti carefully stitched a strand of white pearls with large grains of silk into her little prince's long blond hair.

Then she flicked the forehead like cloud and mist away and looked at her prince.

The bright golden eye of the boy also stared at her.

Tapti smiled slightly.

she thinks.

Unconsciously, the little child had grown up so much that he was almost as tall as himself.

The chief woman looked at Gallan, and the tenderness in her eyes almost overflowed.

Then, she picked up the pen that had been stained with vermilion paint as gorgeous as the morning glow.

With an unprecedented serious look, she stroked Garlan's forehead finely on the forehead.

"'prince'……"

Putting down the pen, she said,

"This should be the last time I call you like this."

Chiefess Tupiti watched the young man with her big hand tenderly, and stepped forward, gently kissing the blushing mark on the forehead of the boy like a blessing.

"My prince," she said softly, "May the glory of the gods be with you forever."

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When Gallan walked out of the gate quickly, he looked up and saw several familiar figures.

Blonde one-eyed knight.

Tall priest of Shamash.

Chubby little fat man.

They didn't know how long they stood in the courtyard. When Gallan appeared, the little fat man who couldn't stand was going around in the courtyard, circle after circle.

As soon as he saw Galland, Tarton's eyes lit up, and he shook his tail like a big fat dog. He opened his mouth and wanted to burst out a lot of words, and he was cold by the side. The priest glanced and suddenly stuck his shell, swallowing back his full stomach.

He could only glance at Gallan with a pair of bright eyes, sweeping from time to time, from head to toe, over and over again, and the stars under his eyes were shining.

The prince looks good.

So lovely.

Too beautiful--

The little fat man with poor language looked at his prince, who was very beautiful, while repeating these words in the bottom of his heart.

A glance at the little fat man Xie Muer turned his gaze back to Gallan's body, and he stood there, even today, still with the usual expressionless expression.

However, the slightly surging emotions in his eyes, as well as the fingers squeezing the scepter firmly, revealed his uneasy mood at the moment.

"prince……"

Kehuos stepped forward and just spoke two words, and suddenly the whole person staggered backwards, as if being dragged behind.

It turned out that the big lion, who was rolling in the thick grass, didn't know when to rush over, grabbed his cloak, and pulled back.

The unguarded scorching sun knight was dragged away by Nega from his prince in a dazed expression.

The crowd hadn't recovered yet, and the big lion had rushed up.

With a gurgling voice, the fluffy head arched towards Gallan, and a low murmur came from the throat while arching.

Nega, who was arching vigorously, suddenly twisted the gold ornament on Gallan's neck.

The corner of the priest's mouth was drawn.

The dragged knight looked at the big lion wagging his head at Galland and couldn't help crying for a while.

The little fat man looked at the big lion with envy.

Garland lost his smile, and he reached for Naga's head, buried his cheeks in the fluffy mane, and kneaded hard.

Nega, who had been comfortably rubbed, murmured again, and her long tail flicked. It gently pressed Garlan's cheek with her slightly moist nose.

The juvenile looked at it softly, and used his nose to touch the head of the big lion intimately.

Then he raised his eyes and scanned the three people in the courtyard, and then turned back to look at his female chief with a cloak in his hands and standing quietly behind him with a smile.

he thinks.

They grew up with them.

In the future, he will always accompany himself to go on.

Garland holding the big lion laughed.

He smiled happily.

As the years passed, only the teenager's smile never changed, and it was still as bright as it was at first sight.

When he laughed, it seemed to be better than all the good in the world.

"let's go."

Garland smiled and said to everyone that he was the first to walk towards the gate of the palace.

The big lion shook his long golden mane and followed him closely.

The people looked at each other, revealing their understanding eyes, and then kept pace with their prince.

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This is a special day for the people of Aaron Landis.

The new king of Aaron Landis is about to be born.

The square of the gods.

The square before the grand palace.

The ground paved by Baishi almost couldn't see his head at a glance.

A Tongtian Avenue leads to the end of the square, and a huge trapezoidal platform made of topaz stands there.

The long stone steps slanted upwards, as if letting this pale yellow platform rise into the sky.

Above the top of the platform is the golden throne.

The giant stone statue, the statues of the gods of Aaron Landis, surround the towering tower.

The gods looked down.

The huge throne made of pure gold shone brightly in the sunlight.

Only the sons of the gods can sit on the throne.

The sun is high above the sky, and white clouds float slowly in the sky, sometimes blocking a little sunlight.

The lion flag with a gold pattern on a red background burned like flames in the sky.

Garland raised his head and looked up.

The long topaz stone steps were right in front of him.

The crimson rug embroidered with golden borders unfolded diagonally upward on the stone steps, paving a path to the Supreme Throne.

He stood here three times in total.

Every time, it is a bright moment of sunshine.

The radiance of Shamash shined on the land of Aaron Landis, overlooking everything on the earth.

For the first time, he was announced as the younger brother of King Camos.

At that time, he was very young.

Walking on the stone steps, as long as you raise your eyes, you can see the tall figure in front of him.

He followed the figure step by step up.

The second time was the crown prince who was enrolled as Aaron Landis.

He walked up alone.

But as soon as he raised his head, he could see the reassuring figure sitting firmly on the throne, watching him step by step.

Now, for the third time.

He can only go alone.

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A gust of wind roared past the huge square, blowing white clouds in the sky.

The clouds are floating in the sky, letting the sunlight fall deep or shallow on the earth.

A hand pressed gently on his arm, and the warm touch made Gallan wake up from the trance.

The blond hair on the forehead was swayed by the wind, and even the light shadow with the hair was gently shaking on his forehead.

Garland didn't look back.

He knew who the man standing behind him was.

He could feel the rough scar on the palm of the hand pressed against his arm.

"Go."

The man's low voice came from behind.

The hand pressed on his arm pushed lightly forward.

That force is obviously inaudible, but it seems to pass on an invisible force.

The moment Garland stepped forward, he turned his head and looked behind him.

The afterglow in the corner of the eye caught the master of the hand.

Heimus stood behind him, with a dark armor standing like a black pine in a straight position, in a protective posture.

The eyes of the two met for a moment.

Just for a moment.

But time seems to have leaped for thousands of years at the moment they looked at each other.

Garland drew back his gaze and turned back to look at the long stone steps in front of him.

He stepped up.

When he walked up, the sky-blue azure cloak spread out behind him, dragging on the fiery red carpet long and large.

On his side, a golden lion walked with him.

Garland stepped up step by step.

Just a few steps away, suddenly, a shadow of a red-red cloak flew past his eyes.

auzw.com He trances.

That may be his illusion.

Or maybe it is just the illusory light and shadow formed by the intersecting deep or shallow sunlight under the white clouds.

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Indistinctly, vaguely, he seemed to see the familiar tall figure appearing in front of him.

The figure took him and walked forward.

Time seems to be back a long, long time ago.

When he was very young, this tall back took him step by step to the high platform.

Just like now.

He led him forward.

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The stone steps are very long, but there are times when it will be finished.

When Gallan's feet reached the last stone step, the phantom melted in the bright sunlight.

‘He’ has reached the end.

Garland raised his head and saw the golden throne appear before his eyes.

The priest of Shamash wearing a crown of verdant olive leaves stood on the side of the platform, and the head of the royal knighthood, Sage, stood next to him with a red damask disc.

The lapis lazuli gold crown is on a soft brocade.

The diamond-shaped lapis lazuli is stained with a bit of blood, just like the blood beads that have just dripped up, and it will be flowed, red.

Sage looked at the lapis lazuli crown in his hands.

No matter how the crown worn by King Camos was wiped and cleaned, the blood red on the lapis lazuli seemed to have penetrated into the gemstone and could not be wiped off as it was integrated into one.

Someone once suggested that it would be better to rebuild a crown for the new king, but it was rejected by Gallan.

‘I must wear it and warn everyone with this **** crown, and never forget the most difficult moment of Aaron Landis. ’

At that time, Prince Wang told everyone.

Xie Muer's cough made Sage wake up from the memory.

His eyes moved away from the crown in front of him. He glanced deeply at the young crown prince, and then leaned over and fell to the ground with one knee.

He raised his head and slowly lifted the disc with the lapis lazuli crown.

Xie Muer extended his hands.

He wanted to hold the golden crown and put it on the crown prince standing in front of him.

But just when Xie Muer stretched out his hand, Garland stepped forward suddenly, standing in front of Xie Muer, and pressed his right hand on Xie Muer's hand.

The teenager looked at his priest sideways.

He didn't say anything, and looked at Xie Muer's eyes also calmly, but Xie Muer clearly saw a kind of persistence in the eyes of the teenager.

Silently gazing at Garland for a few seconds, Xie Muer chose to retreat under that firm gaze.

He withdrew his hand and took a step back.

Like Sarge, he lowered his eyes, bent over and knelt down.

The spotless white robe fell to the ground as he knelt down.

The male lion accompanied by Gallan turned his head gently, his huge eyes staring curiously at the golden crown in front of him, his head lowered, and he seemed to **** it.

The teenager reached out and patted its head, and it crouched down sideways.

Nega glanced at Gallan, blinking gently like a kitten.

At this moment, the square of the gods is very quiet.

Under the platform were countless people, and the Alenlandis soldiers in silver armor with silver guns stood upright on the ground.

In the distance, countless people surrounded the square and watched it.

Looking at the black and white piece, I can't see the end at a glance.

However, this land where countless people stand is extremely quiet.

Everyone stood quietly, their eyes fixed on the high platform, like countless sculptures standing on the ground.

Gallan looked at the golden crown that was placed in front of him. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the drop of blood on the lapis lazuli with his fingertips.

The man who led him has reached the end.

Put the throne in his hands.

And he will sit on the throne and take over the man to continue on.

He will succeed that person and protect the land of Aaron Landis.

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The wind roared on the high platform, lifting the boy's long golden hair into the air, like a cluster of golden clouds.

Garran raised his hand and put the lapis lazuli crown on his blond hair.

The drop of blood on the lapis lazuli was as red as the blushing Shamash rune on his forehead.

The stone statues of the gods surrounding the high platform are bathed in sunlight, their heads are slightly lowered, and they look down on the throne.

The gods who seemed to be Aaron Landis watched the scene with their own eyes.

Everyone's attention.

The gods testify.

The Young King personally crowned himself.

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The wind whizzed past, crossed the earth, and came to the distant mountains of Twirl.

The majestic waterfall pours down, splashes on the cliff, and sprinkles fine water droplets.

Layers of clouds lingered between the valleys, accompanied by a huge roar when the waterfall fell.

A snowy white deer stands at the top of the waterfall.

The running water rushed past its hoof.

It stood there quietly, looking up into the distance with its head raised.

Its clear water-like eyes seemed to have crossed thousands of miles, staring at the scene where the young king crowned himself.

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A huge throne stands on a high platform.

The young king wearing a crown stood before the throne.

The golden lion stood beside the throne.

On the endless ground beneath the high platform, the black crowd crushed on their knees and bowed their heads reverently to their young new king.

Floating clouds float in the sky, and the sun appears and disappears in the clouds, making the sunlight scattered on the earth suddenly deep and shallow.

Garland looked down at the ground before him, and the countless Aaron Landis people kneeling at his feet.

Aaron Landis.

The kingdom he guards.

Where the sun shines is the land of Aaron Landis.

He would never let this majestic country fall like a dream, and fade away, and eventually disappear into the desert sand forever in the long years.

Aaron Landis will be immortal forever.

The young king sat down on the golden throne.

And at the moment when Gallan took the throne--

Suddenly, the golden lion, who had been sitting quietly beside the throne, gave a roar.

The roar seemed to tear through the sky.

The sky seemed to be deterred by the roar of the lion, and the floating clouds wandering in the sky suddenly came to a halt. Then, the large white clouds were like white snow under the sun, and they melted away in an instant.

Thousands of miles of clear skies, and no trace of clouds.

The radiance of the sun poured down like a waterfall.

It was like an innumerable beam of light descended from the sky in an instant and landed on the land of Aaron Landis.

The sunlight is as bright as ever, as if it melted all the darkness on the earth.

At the moment when the young king was on the throne, the great light fell, and the entire Aaron Landis was filled with the brightest and most brilliant light.

Everything in the world is bathed in golden light at this instant.

Like a miracle.

The whole earth is silent.

Almost all the people bathed in the light held their breath and looked up at the miracle-like scene.

——The boy will be the king——

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Garland.

Aaron Landis's resurgent king.

Aaron Landis the thirty-sixth king.

His brother Camos died in a war with the invader Gasdard. He took the throne at a weak age and inherited his brother’s will to expel the Gasdad from the country.

After that, he launched an expedition to Canard under the control of the Gasdars many times, and finally drove the Gasdars back to the extreme north.

…And, according to the description of Ye Shi and the ballads passed down, this young king's beautiful appearance makes the world look around like no other.

He took the opportunity of the war against the Gadsad to take back the power scattered in the hands of lords everywhere, gradually disintegrated the local power, and established the king's centralization of politics and military.

That was the first prototype of centralization in the history of Aaron Landis.

At the same time, during the war, he liberated a large number of slaves in the name of strengthening the national power, which had a great impact on the mainstream slaves at that time.

Aaron Landis then surpassed other countries on the mainland and abolished slavery.

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King Garland.

He is known for being fair and wise.

Everyone was convinced by it.

He was deeply supported and loved by the people of Aaron Landis because of his compassion and love for his people.

Later generations will call his respect, [Xianming King].

The author has something to say: 　　At the request of some friends who are not sure about the topography and landform, he drew a scribbled topographic map of the countries of the mainland.

It seems that the stickers here can only be seen on the website of the computer, and the mobile phone does not seem to work. The invisible friends can also go to my Weibo and search for [Su Wang-like Tianluoshui] to find it.

"Allen Landis Landform Map"

The dashed red line is the Gasdard attack and retreat route.

ps: All the cities and terrains whose names appear in the picture have happened, do you remember those things? Hahaha~~

Aaron Landis Landform

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Your support is my motivation.

The second part of the throne is over.

[The boy will be the king]

Like the name of this part, this is its main theme.

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The little prince will eventually grow up.

For his brother

For the future of Aaron Landis

He must sit on that throne

I saw everyone's heartache

But the child will eventually grow up to face the ups and downs of the future.

As written in my text

The sun sets, but when the long night ends, the new sun will rise again.

Today, he has grown up.

There will still be many people around him, guarding him and going on.

Thank you all for staying with the little prince to the present, bowing~~ I hope everyone will continue to accompany our wise king (laughs) in the future.

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After the end of this part, I have been working hard to insist that the author who feels that his body has been hollowed out apply a little slower, and after a rest of four or five days, start the third part _:3∠_

The third and final part of the throne, the name has not been thought of for the time being.

Anyway, the content is...

The little prince is grown up, Ma Ma allows him to get married...cough, no, it is possible to fall in love!

Having said that, He Wolf had to be refused one last time...umm.

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