[BL] A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Chapter 19

"what--!!!"

Garland, who had just relaxed his tense nerves, was caught so coldly, and howled when he was frightened.

If his wrist wasn't caught by the opponent and could not stand up, he might have jumped up.

Looking closely, and facing the golden eyes, Garland suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was scary and scary.

Garland, thinking about it, was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Wasn't he seeing all of this man with his dagger holding his hand just now? He wouldn’t guess what he was doing? !

"what are you doing?"

The young man's voice was quite hoarse during the voice-changing period, and it was even more hoarse at the moment. The voice was frost-like, making it uncomfortable to listen to.

The guilty Garland was choked by that voice.

"I didn't do anything, I'll pick it up for you"

As soon as Galland stammered half of his words, Huimus interrupted him roughly.

"I ask you, what are you doing yourself?"

The teenager asked, panting violently.

He was so muddled just now that he suddenly heard two consecutive noises, firstly the crunchy sound of falling metal appliances, and then a crackling sound.

When he awakened, when he opened his eyes, he just saw Gallan slap his face like a wind.

He stared at the bright red fingerprints on the half of the child's face, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"This and that"

Gallan choked for a moment and suddenly blessed his soul.

"I, I'm here to apologize, that, didn't I hit you accidentally yesterday?" He whispered, "Look, I also slapped myself. Don't be mad at me, okay?"

Garlan said, but also reached out and touched the face of Huimusi, where he had been beaten last time.

Heimos pursed his lips and said nothing.

The child who was kneeling beside him had golden eyes, watery eyes, and looked at him like that, his eyes reflected his shadow, his red cheeks still had reddish finger prints, and the soft little hand touched His face.

Looking at him with his eyes, coaxing his small appearance, even the heart of iron can't help but feel soft.

The teenager looked away.

"I know what idea you are playing."

"Ah?"

Garland panicked.

I really just froze for a while and thought in my heart, I really didn't plan to do anything to you--

Just when Gallan couldn't panic, he heard Huimos go on.

He turned his face away, not looking at Gallan, and said in a harsh tone.

"You go out with this face, everyone will think that I did to you-don't you have this idea?"

Garland: ""

Panting.

"No, you can rest assured, I will explain clearly." He quickly said, "And everybody sees that you are sick like this, it is impossible for me to be rude, right? Ah-right."

He patronized nervousness and almost forgot. The guy in front of him was still ill and had to hurry to call someone over.

"Wait, I will call someone now."