And at this moment, those buried pasts began to play out in his dreams.
Scenes began to emerge in his dreams.
Those things that had happened before, all appeared clearly in his dreams one after another.
He saw everything with his own eyes.
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It should have been just a prank by the children.
It didnât have much malice, but it caused a prank with more terrible consequences than one with itâŠ
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Seven-year-old Garlan, and twelve-year-old Heimos, were chosen to become the Prince of Aaron Landis.
As the brothers of King Camos, they both had the right to inherit the throne of Aaron Landis.
King Camos obviously preferred the younger Garlan even more.
However, the outstanding qualifications of Heimos were obviously more than the relatively mediocre Garlan.
Therefore, in the palace, the people split into two groups.
One supported Prince Garlan and the other supported Prince Heimos.
There was only one throne. As long as King Camos had no children, the future king position would be chosen from either of them.
Therefore, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the people around the two Princes began to be hostile to each other, provoked, and split into two distinct groups.
And it was obvious that the hostility of those around the Prince also slightly affected the relationship between the two Princes who were still at peace with one another.
âŠEspecially under the calculations of someone with spiteful intentions.
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âYour Royal Highness, Prince Heimos must have deliberately embarrassed you. He knew that you are young, not good at riding and shooting, and yet you still have to behave properly in front of everyone.â
âYes, you must pay attention, and guard against Prince Heimos.â
The little child was initially confused by the words of his companions.
âBrother Heimos is very good to me. He takes good care of me.â He replied.
Little Garlan felt that although his relationship with Heimos could not be said to be very close, and it was indeed not as close as King Camos and him, in normal times, Heimos would still take care of him as his brother.
âNo, Your Highness, he is pretending in front of you.â
âYes, donât trust him easily.â
âHe just wants to win your trust.â
âEnough. I donât like to hear you say that about Brother Heimos.â
The young Prince didnât believe it at first.
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âYour Royal Highness, Prince Garlan deliberately relied on his young age, and always liked to please King Camos. This reward should obviously be yours.â
Just like in Garlanâs situation, someone said the same in front of Heimos.
âHe is young. King Camos ought to put in more effort to take care of him.â
The young Prince didnât care about the complaints of his subordinates at first.
HoweverâŠ
âYour Royal Highness, Prince Heimos taught our people a lesson, he deliberately embarrassed youââ
âYour Royal Highness, Prince Garlanâs people are always making trouble for us.â
âYour Royal Highness, Prince Heimos is using his age by bullying you. He always treats you as nothing, doesnât he?â
âYour Royal Highness, it is obviously Prince Garlan who made the mistake this time, but King Camos prefers him and protects him, donât you think it is too much?â
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At first they didnât care about it, but day after day, the same words kept ringing in their ears.
The two Princesâ impression of each other gradually deteriorated, and their relationship gradually began to drift apart.
Heimos, who had a mature personality, was okay. Although he felt that Garlan was a little willful. As the elder brother, he still tolerated him. Things that he could put up with, he would do so.
In addition, his style of doing things made people afraid to make too obvious provocations in front of him.
However, Garlan was different. After all, he was only a seven-year-old child, and he still couldnât identify the right and wrong of everyoneâs words and the quality of them.
When everyone around him was coaxing and encouraging him, he was gradually won over.
He began to feel that Heimos was indeed not a good person. He was the one who would rob him of the future, and he could not allow Heimos to continue to bully in this way.
However, Heimos was very skillful.
Little Garlan felt very depressed.
He was no match for Heimos at all.
âYour Royal Highness, I have a way to teach Heimos a lesson.â
One day, Garlan once again lost to Heimos in class. He was criticized by Ziemuer. He watched him praise Heimos. After returning, he sulked in the house.
At this time, a young man secretly said this to him.
The child thought for a while and shook his head.
âForget it. Thatâs not good.â
Although encouraged by people around him, children still had their own thinking and judgment.
He vaguely felt that this approach didnât seem very good.
âItâs not a very dangerous thing. I just got some stinky black water. We can pour on Prince Heimos so that we can teach him a lesson.â
The young man persuaded him in a low voice as his eyes twitched.
âPrince Heimos wonât tell King Camos about such a small matter.â
âJust splash him with water?â
Garlan hesitated.
It didnât seem to be a problem if he just threw a whole pot of black stinky water on him and let him return back dirty, right?
He thought so.
âEn. We wonât dare to do it if it crosses the line.â
The boy tried his best to confide in him.
âYour Royal Highness, think about it. At that time if he returns back being stinky and dirty, no one will come close to him. Hehe. Also, I heard that one will be very unlucky for a long time if they were to be in contact with that stinky water.â
The child tilted his head and pondered for a while, then nodded.
âOh⊠Okay.â
Everyone complimented Heimos, saying he was good, saying he was great, and that he should learn from him.
Every time he liked to behave excellently in front of everyone, pressing him down, and causing him to be scolded by Ziemuer.
Everyone always said that Brother King preferred him. Otherwise he wouldnât be able to compare with Heimos.
It was really annoying!
Hmph, splash Heimos with water so that he would know how good I am.
The child thought so angrily in his heart, and agreed in response to his companionâs suggestion.
However, the childâs nature was still good. Even though he thought so in his heart when he was angry at the time, on the very day he really wanted to execute it, Garlan pondered thoroughly, hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head.
âJust forget it.â
Although the people around him were swaying him so much, he still felt that it was wrong to do so.
âDoing this isnât good.â
If you really want to teach Heimos a lesson, it should be fair and out in the open.
Ziemuer had taught him, as a prince, he shouldnât behave in ways that would violate his self-esteem.
Garlan thought so, and once again refused the sorrow of his companions.
Moreover, he found a very good excuse.
âIf I were to do this, it would make King Camos angry.â
After that, little Garlan ran away.
He left all the teenagers, who were looking at one another with little discouragement.
The time was approaching. They were all waiting to see the good show of the guy who made them very unconvinced. Who knew that Prince Garlan was so timid that he was worried that King Camos would be angry and decided to withdraw.
âReally, King Camos wonât discipline the Prince about such a small issue.â
âYes, the King is very fond of His Royal Highness. This isnât a serious matter, how can the King be angry with the Prince?â
âAnd Prince Heimos will definitely not report this trivial matter to the King.â
âWe have talked and settled it. Why did he change his mind now?â
âYeah, everything is ready, isnât this a waste?â
âSince His Royal Highness wonât go, shall we go by ourselves?â
A young teenager suddenly suggested had a strange look in his eyes.
âAh?â
âItâs just almost a kick away. Iâm unwilling to back away like this ah.â
âThatâs right, thatâs right.â
âI also feel that way.â
âAfter we help His Highness teach that person a lesson, His Highness will definitely be very happy.â
âEn, youâre right.â
A group of teenagers were talking excitedly, and decided to act on their own.
In the group, one of them looked left and right in conflict. He was very timid and didnât dare to go with the crowd, so he left the group and secretly ran to report the unauthorised actions to Prince Garlan.
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As planned at the beginning, Heimosâ half body was splashed with black water.
The thick black liquid slowly dripped from the boy, emitting a pungent smell.
He raised his head and frowned at the child who appeared in front of him.
âGarlan? What are you doing?â
He shot daggers with his eyes and unhappily asked.
âWere you the one who told them to do this?â
Garlan was relaxing in the gazebo and enjoying the coolness and eating sweet pastries, but when he was suddenly told that the teenagers had acted arbitrarily, he hurried over.
Only when he ran here, it was already too late. Heimos had been splashed with black water.
He originally wanted to shake his head and say no, but when he saw the begging eyes of the teenagers next to him, he didnât open his mouth.
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The childâs heart was soft.
He thought that if he was responsible, he would at most be scolded by Brother Camos and Ziemuer. But if it was known that these teenagers did it without approval, they would definitely end badly if they were rude to the Prince. They might even be driven out of the palace.
Thinking about this, Garlan didnât refute, and whispered, âWho told you to always get me scoldedâŠâ
When a child said this, it meant to the other party that he did bad things and had a guilty conscience.
Heimos squinted his eyes, and the expressions in his staring at Little Garlan became fierce.
Although the child had recently been a little bit more willful, he thought that after all, he was just a child, and let it go.
Just as Heimos was about to speak, Garlan suddenly stepped forward and leaned close to him.
âCome to my place?â
The child grabbed Heimosâs left hand, dragged him and coaxed.
âDonât be angry, let me clean it up for you, okay?â
He grabbed Heimosâ hand, stood beside him, and looked at the boy with his little head tilted up, speaking to him softly, as if to please him.
Heimosâ was a little angry, but when he saw the little child approaching, pulled him to his side as if he wanted to apologise and his tone of voice was soft and flattering, his anger dissipated a little.
He thought to himself, forget it, it was just a kidâs prank, there was no need to care about children.
The anger disappeared a little. He was about to answer Garlanâs words when he suddenly heard a slight creak above his head.
He looked up instinctively.
The overturned brazier was reflected in the teenagerâs dilated pupils.
Almost subconsciously, he pushed out the child who was holding his hand hardâ
The burning coals fell down.
It landed on Heimosâ right arm that was wrapped in thick black liquid.
A boom sound was heard.
The crimson flame burned fiercely.
The body of a young man burst into flames.
In just an instant, half of the boyâs body was swallowed into the crimson flames.
Half of the teenagerâs body almost became engulfed in flames.
The intense pain of being burned by the flame made Heimos let out an agonising scream.
He fell to the ground and his burning body wriggled painfully.
The flame wrapped his body. The hand stretched out from the flame, and the fingers stretched forward with all their strength, as if trying to grasp something in a difficult and desperate manner.
The fire light reflected the teenagerâs eyes.
Those eyes, which had become blood-red, stared at the child who was sitting not far in front of him.
The teenagerâs original handsome face was distorted due to pain and it was extremely hideous.
Garlan, who was pushed away by Heimos, fell to the ground, staring dumbfoundedly at the teenager who was swallowed by flames in front of him.
And the blood-red eyes staring at him steadily.
He sat there blankly and motionlessly.
The child seemed to be stupefied. His eyes were dull, and he stared into the blood-red eyes.
Screams and shouts rang all around, resounding through the dark night.
Soon, the night sky was dyed red by flames.
The tumbling charcoal fire ignited the dark liquid spilled on the ground, lighting up the dense bushes. In an instant, the entire atrium was burning up, reflecting the night sky like daylight.
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In the chaos, no one would notice.
The wooden arrow that had been burnt to ashes in the flames, and the copper brazier that had been burned out-of-shape in the fireâŠ
Taking advantage of the great riot caused by the fire, a dark figure secretly escaped from the scene of the accidentâŠ
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âHow is it?â
âIâm sorry, Your Majesty, almost one-third of Prince Heimosâ body has been burned. This kind of injury is reallyâŠâ
Thinking of the terrible and miserable appearance of the teenager lying on the hospital bed, even this old doctor who had seen countless patients in his life felt his heartbeat and palpitations to the extreme.
From the right arm all the way down, half of the body, as well as the flesh on the right leg, were burned, as if they had been skinned, revealing blood-red muscles and flesh.
There were even some areas that have been browned with traces of carbonization.
His lips trembled slightly and said, âThis kind of burnâŠThe prince will not be able to survive this.â
It was impossible for anyone to survive this terrible injury.
That level could even kill people.
Suddenly, the room was suffocated and silent. After a long time, the brown-haired King standing there spoke in a low voice.
He said, âDo your best to save him.â
âYes.â
The old doctor replied, but from his expression, he didnât hold any hope.
The princeâs injury was so serious that he might die even in the next second. If he wanted to survive, he would need a miracle and inhuman willpower.
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âYour Royal Highness Garlan! You have woken up?â
âPrinceââ
In the bedroom on the other side, the young child woke up leisurely, and the maid serving him cried out in surprise.
In the voice of the maid, Garlan sat up and looked around in confusion.
Ziemuer stepped forward and looked at him sternly.
âPrince, do you know how much trouble you have causedââ
After saying half a sentence, the child glanced at him, and the confused look in his eyes made Ziemuerâs voice pause. He couldnât continue.
Something is strange.
Ziemuer looked at Garlan and thought.
âWhy am I here? Wasnât I at the pavilion?â
The child looked up at him and asked curiously.
âZiemuer, did you carry me back?â
ââŠPrince, do you remember what you did not long ago?â
âNot long ago? Not long ago I ate in the pavilion, and fell asleep after eating.â
ââŠâ
Ziemuer didnât speak.
He was speechless for a moment.
He looked into Garlanâs eyes, and the childâs eyes looked right back at him, with bright, clear, and calm eyes.
The child didnât lieâit should be said that Garlan thought he himself didnât lie.
âŠThe terrible and strong stimulus made this child forget everything that happened in the flamesâŠ