A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Garlan was extremely embarrassed because of the underwear thing, and Heimos didn't take it seriously.

Children who haven't started horse riding training don't wear underwear. Everyone is like this. He has grown up in the same way. He is used to it, so naturally he doesn't think there is anything wrong. The children of nobles like them have to wear more or less decent clothes, but many children of common people simply wrap a piece of cloth around them, which is considered clothes.

Therefore, even though Garlan found it embarrassing, he didn't think there was anything to be embarrassed about. It's just that the child was too concerned and nervous, which made him feel a little funny.

Although he was knocked down by the child just now and used a backrest, he was not angry.

Anyway, the child was small, not heavy, and he was not injured. It was okay for the child to fall on him, otherwise, if such a delicate body fell to the ground, there would probably be a few bruises on his hands and feet.

Heimos thought so, stretched out his hand, picked up Gallan from his body, then stood up, and without saying anything, he directly carried the child back.

Having been humiliated several times in front of his sworn enemy, Garlan did not dare to cause any more trouble and obediently walked away with Heimos holding his hand.

He didn't know the current situation at all, and he didn't dare to ask Heimos where he was taking him, so he could only think hard on his own.

After all, although he returned to his previous life, he had no memory of his previous life.

No, the memory is still there, but it is only an outline, not detailed. It is equivalent to him only knowing the outline of a novel, knowing the beginning, middle and ending of the novel, as well as the general outline of certain things, but the specific details are not clear.

The only thing he guessed now was that he seemed to have run away from his residence as a child for some reason, and Heimos was here to get him back.

He followed Heimos obediently and looked around.

The destination was not far away. After all, he was still a child and couldn't run very far. After making several turns in the waterside pavilion and passing through the gorgeous corridor supported by tall columns, he followed Heimos to his destination.

Heimos took him to the entrance without saying anything. He pointed at the stone path winding in the jungle and motioned for him to go there. Then he turned and left, as if he had other things to do. Do it.

Garlan looked at the departing sworn enemy with mixed emotions, feeling that the figure from behind seemed both familiar and strange to him. This time, he was suddenly thrown into such a young age and met Heimos, who was still a young boy. He couldn't figure out how he should treat this mortal enemy who was destined to fight to the death with blood in the future.

Moreover, how did this boy who was quite gentle to him now turn into the perverted person he would be in the future?

Sighing softly, putting the trouble behind him and no longer thinking about things he couldn't understand, Garlan cheered up.

Anyway, go back to his place first, find a piece of fabric and try to make underwear, underwear, underwear——

Thinking about the most important thing at the moment, he quickly ran forward along the bluestone path. Turning a corner, a small palace surrounded by tall palm trees appeared in front of him.

The small palace is not very tall and grand, but it is quite exquisite. The entire palace platform presents an arc, along a crescent-shaped pool, with lavender hyacinths surrounding the edge of the pool, reflected on the edge of the pool. When the wind passes by, large swaths of hyacinths sway slightly, like a patch of light purple. of ocean.

Garlan was stunned for a moment.

He saw the inside of the palace, the crescent-shaped poolside, the vast tracts of hyacinth flowers, the columned corridors supporting the hall, and the buildings - everywhere, wherever he looked, no matter where, They are all children in twos and threes.

At first glance, it looked like there were maybe thirteen or four children.

What's going on? Why are there so many brats?

Someone who was thinking about it in his heart had obviously forgotten that he himself was one of the imps now.

He was confused, looking left and right.

The children were old and young, but they all seemed to be in the age group of seven or eight to thirteen or fourteen. Some of them gathered together in groups, and some stayed alone. Except for a few who were alone, most of the other children had hugged each other. They gathered together to talk quietly, whispering to each other, and they didn’t know what they were discussing. .

Some children frowned and had slumped faces, looking very unhappy, some had excited faces, some had a look of obvious expectation on their faces, and some pouted and lost their temper.

Seven or eight years old...seven or eight years old...

correct!

Garlan finally remembered.

The reason why the original body can compete with Heimos for the throne is because both he and Heimos have the right to inherit the throne.

He and King Camos are not biological brothers. He was originally just the son of an ordinary lord of a small town. But when he was seven or eight years old, as a collateral bloodline of the royal family, he was selected by the childless King Camos to become the king's younger brother. Only then did he have the right to inherit the throne.

In other words, he is now in a critical period of whether he can stand out from this group of children who have the same royal bloodline as him and be selected by King Camos?

Garlan felt a headache.

Every time he was reborn before, he had been the king's brother for many years, without even thinking about how to become the king's brother. Now when he is suddenly thrown to the age of seven or eight, he still has to find a way to get King Camos to choose him.

How to do?

Are you going to please Brother Camos?

But to be honest, he and Brother Camos were not very close. Every time he was reborn, he would be killed by Heimos within less than a year. King Kamos was away fighting for at least ten months of the year and would be busy dealing with government affairs when he came back. Therefore, he rarely met his nominal brother Wang, let alone got along with him.

Moreover, he had already tried his best just to fight with Heimos. His mind was full of Heimos, and he would not pay attention to the preferences of the prince brother whom he rarely met.

So, he is now scratching his head.

Wait, no matter what, he has to settle the underwear thing first.

Garlan looked left and right and saw a piece of white cotton hanging not far away, which seemed to be a curtain. He didn't care so much anymore and hurried over to tear off a piece. Then, he tied the white cloth left and right, and managed to use the white cotton cloth to tie something similar to a crotch cloth. Finally, he wrapped the key parts, so that he would not feel empty and cold underneath. .

Ah, it's much more comfortable.

The child, who no longer had to worry about exposure, let out a sigh of relief and continued to think about the problem.

Speaking of which... King Camos's achievements are quite commendable. It can be said that he is the hero who saved the kingdom.

The late king was suddenly poisoned, and the underage King Camos ascended the throne at the age of seventeen. At that time, there was domestic turmoil, foreign enemies were eyeing him, the whole country was in turmoil, and the throne under him was also shaky.

But he was unexpected. On the second day after taking the throne, he ignored everyone's dissuasion and led his army to the battlefield. A bloody battle lasted for ninety-nine days, and the invading armies of the three major enemy countries were forcefully killed. After repelling the enemy army, the young king turned around and fought back to the country, where he beat the shit out of those who were making trouble in the country.

After reigning for more than ten years, King Camos made a great name on the battlefield. Everyone respected and feared him as a lion under the sun.

In this way, he earned the majestic title of 'Lion King' on the battlefield. His enemies were frightened as soon as they saw the fiery red Lion King flag fluttering in the sun, and some of them were so frightened that they ran away as soon as he came out and roared.

One can imagine how powerful and formidable his brother Camos is in battle.

Fighting ten of them is just like playing.

Garlan's impression of his famous king brother was that he had a tall and majestic body, a head of messy brown hair, and a golden-brown beard densely covering his chin. At first glance, it looked like his head was covered with a ring. It was wrapped in brown hair.

When he is unhappy, he shakes his head, stares, and his golden-brown hair floats, just like a lion swaying its head in anger.

I think of the tall figure of the king brother who is two heads taller than him, his strong arms that are almost as thick as his thighs, his bulging biceps, and the steel-like muscles that shape a strong and strong figure, and the sound of thunder when he speaks A voice like that, the shiny dark brown skin on that thick body, and the messy brown beard that covers most of his face...

Hmm... Rather than looking like a lion, Garlan felt that his brother Wang looked more like a big brown bear with a mane that walked upright.

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However, whether it is a lion or a brown bear, their fighting power is very violent... So according to common sense, King Camos, who has strong fighting power, should also like his successor who can also fight very strong, right?

Gallan lowered his head and looked at his little arms and legs. When the sun shined on them, they were white and tender, so tender that water could drip from them. His fingers were also soft, with no calluses at all.

…………

So how was the original body selected in the first place?

Garlan was extremely puzzled by this.

Just when Garlan looked at his delicate fingers and the corners of his mouth twitched, his neck was suddenly strangled by the clothes that slid back.

Because just when he was depressed and didn't pay attention to his side, someone grabbed his collar from behind and roughly dragged him backwards.

Being taken advantage of, he had no time to resist, so he was forced to stumble back. He wanted to break free, but his body strength was too weak to break away. In addition, his throat was strangled by the collar, making it difficult to breathe. He could only be dragged away like this, and he was dragged away in embarrassment.

The man behind him dragged him to a secluded place and threw him to the ground. He fell to the ground.

Could it be that Heimos wanted to attack him first——

Was the gentle attitude just now just paralyzing him? !

With a thump in his heart, Garlan suddenly raised his head and looked up in shock and anger.

At this sight, he was startled for a moment, and then the nervous look on his face suddenly disappeared.

Tsk.

He clicked his tongue in his heart, sat on the ground, and looked at the chubby little kid who dragged him over angrily.

"You little bastard, didn't you sneak out and cry? Why did you come back?"

The little fat boy looked at him with raised eyebrows, as if he had a fierce look on his face.

But because he is too fat, the chubby fat on his cheeks trembles when he talks.

The intimidated Gallan looked at that 'ferocious' face and expressed that he had no emotions in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Hey, talk."

Then Garlan was kicked.

There were three children with the little fat boy, all two years older than him. Seeing the indifferent look of the bullied target, they became increasingly angry, and one of the tall ones kicked him.

Garlan's expression changed instantly.

He was killed by Heimos. Although it hurt when he died, other than that, he was always held in the palm of everyone's hands and would not even be touched, let alone like this now. He was kicked directly.

He is the younger brother of King Camos, the first in line to succeed to the throne, one person is inferior to ten thousand people.

Heimos was only the second in line, and his status was still below him. Therefore, even the followers of Heimos did not dare to show any disrespect to him, at least on the surface.

His expression changed, and the bullying children became even happier.

This is the right thing to do. It would be boring to not respond. It is this kind of unwillingness to endure the grievance that gives them a sense of accomplishment in bullying others.

He is obviously a bastard, pretending to be aloof and always looking at them with contempt.

Thinking this, they happily kicked each other again.

This time I didn't kick him.

Gallan turned over and dodged the kick the next second.

There was a dull pain where the first kick hit him. He rubbed it and thought, those kids are also very cunning. They only kicked him where he was blocked by his clothes. Even if his skin was tender and easily bruised, others would be too. can not see.

"How dare you hide?"

Seeing that everyone else was kicking him, his own kick was dodged, and the little fat man shouted angrily.

"It seems that I haven't taught you enough lessons yet—"

"Why do you want to teach me a lesson?"

Gallan asked, taking two steps back, touching a bush behind his back, and stood still.

"A bastard like you who confuses the bloodline and taints the royal bloodline actually dares to come to the royal capital. Of course I want to look good to you!"

"That's right, that's right. You can tell by your skin color that you are of lowly blood. How dare you dream of the throne——"

"How does a bastard like you deserve to be with us?"

The little fat man pointed at him and raised his fist to threaten him.

"If you stay here any longer, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Listening to those little brats scolding him, Garlan's eyes swept over those children, and then thought about the appearance of the other children he had just seen in the palace, and he suddenly realized.

correct.

He was targeted because he was too conspicuous among the children.

He is the only child with white skin color among them. The other children are all dark or light brown skin color.

Brown skin is the skin color of the upper class nobles in this kingdom. For many years, both the royal family and the upper-level nobles have only intermarryed with each other for the sake of pure blood.

Therefore, brown-skinned people are considered superior in this country.

Garlan ignored the gang of brats who were still shouting at him and fell into deep thought. He remembered that although he was the son of a city lord and was raised delicately, he was not loved by his parents and was even quite alienated from him.

He didn't think much about it when he was reborn several times before. He just thought that he might not be liked because he was raised in the royal city since he was a child and was alienated from his biological parents. But now, he seems to have guessed the reason for his bad relationship with his parents.

——Because of his skin color.

His father, a city lord who was a superior aristocrat from a collateral line of the royal family, had brown skin, but when he was young, he was temporarily confused by hormones and for love, he married a woman from a lower aristocrat, that is, his mother.

But when he was born, he inherited his mother's skin color. His father was probably very unhappy about this, so he didn't like him either.

When he was reborn several times before, his skin was light brown, so he never thought about it at all. However, he remembered that he had seen the nobles of other skin colors being treated coldly, excluded, and ridiculed by the brown-skinned nobles in the palace... Presumably, the original person had probably experienced the same thing when he was a child. …

etc.

Garlan suddenly thought of an extremely weird possibility.

Not long ago, when he was with Heimos, he had wondered why his skin color was white when he was a child, but turned light brown when he grew up. Moreover, my skin was quite good when I was young, but it became rough as I grew up.

Garlan felt that he had probably guessed the reason now.

Q: How do I change my skin color from white to brown?

Answer: To avoid being laughed at, tan yourself.

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Very good, this operation is very smooth.

As the surrounded Garlan sighed, the hand behind him had already snapped off a branch and held it in his hand.

Because he felt that now that the background was almost clear, it was time to start a healthy physical and mental sport called "whipping the naughty kid".

Garlan, the son of destiny, was reborn for the fifth time, and his first battle was against a naughty kid.

One versus four.