Pharaoh and her queen

The Sphinx stands guard in front of the majestic and sacred Ari Palace. The heavily armed guards stand motionless under the scorching sun, as if they are ready for battle.

After Xitu left, the palace seemed even more remote and empty.

At this time, in the main hall of Ari Palace, Etis was standing in the center of the smooth hall, with his head slightly raised. The sunlight was refracted through the dome covered with precious stones, making his face even more handsome.

"Go and bring him back immediately," the indifferent tone penetrated the empty hall.

A figure with a golden fly hanging from his waist knelt behind Ittis, "Yes, my king," as elusive as the one that appeared just now, and then disappeared in an instant.

Waiting for Ari Palace to regain its silence, da da da~~~~

There was the sound of clear and clear footsteps, and a man covered in a black robe stepped out from behind the throne, with a white belt tied around his waist, and a red and black cobra pattern embroidered on the sleeve lining.

"What do you want that prisoner for?" As he spoke, he could still hear the creaking sound of his teeth rubbing up and down, and the black robe dragged along, revealing a chill.

Ittis turned and walked up the steps, sat on the throne, took a sip of the wine on the table, looked at the man in black at the bottom of the steps with a contemptuous expression, and said slowly, "Of course it's useful."

"Oh," the man in black sneered, and walked behind the throne, "Don't forget your identity, Your Highness will arrive in Thebes soon, the seat you are sitting now has never been the seat you should be sitting in."

On the throne, Edith's expression remained unchanged, holding the wine glass with three fingers and shaking it, as if unaware of the guard and hostility of the man in black towards him.

His eyes fell on the stone statue outside the hall, and his lazy demeanor became a little dangerously charming for no reason.

At this time, outside the city of Thebes.

Ye Zhiqing took the supervision certificate assigned by Etis and walked around the river under construction. Virgil is not here?

Looking at the construction status, it was almost the same as when he left, and the personnel on the construction site seemed to have been replaced by a new batch. Ye Zhiqing couldn't see a familiar face?

All signs make people feel unusual.

Captain Virgil has always followed military orders like a mountain, and has high prestige in the army, so after the destruction of Ponte, others are still willing to follow her to the death.

What's more, taking such a big risk, sneaking into Thebes to find yourself, and then contacting yourself when you are working in surveying and mapping.

When the two met for the last time, Ye Zhiqing's order was to wait for him here.

Could it be that something happened?But the letter received two days ago said that everything went well.

Everything around seemed to be in a fog, Ye Zhiqing searched carefully again, still nothing.

So which link went wrong?

Ye Zhiqing raised his eyes to the towering city wall not far away, his eyes were far-reaching, and the answer was probably waiting for him in the palace of Thebes.

Lan Masu looked at Ye Zhiqing with a bad look on the side, handed him some water and asked, "Miss, who are you looking for, I'll send someone to find it for you."

Following Ye Zhiqing all the way through the mountains and rivers, and wandering on the boat for so long, Ranmat's face showed a rare fatigue.

It's just that his attitude towards Ye Zhiqing is still not slack.

"Lan Mate, I'm fine, let's go back," Ye Zhiqing looked at the combination of eagerness and exhaustion on Lan Masu's face, secretly blaming himself for impatience and suspicion.

Then a group of people rode to the city.

Walking to the col, bang bang bang~~~ There was the knocking sound of heavy objects in my ears.

Immediately afterwards, there was the neighing of horses and the sound of sharp instruments piercing through flesh and blood.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his shoulder, Ye Zhiqing tried in vain to use his last strength to hold on to the rein, but he still fell heavily to the ground.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, and then boundless darkness flooded in, gradually engulfing Ye Zhiqing's sanity.

———————Here is the dividing line———————

The extreme cold and heat alternated in the body, tearing and twisting, as if to divide the person into two.

The voices of conversations from far to near gradually became clearer.

"There is still no news from Etis?"

"No, our people were thrown away when they reached Ketanwe. This woman is the last clue,"

"The merchant from Assyria also has something to do with her?"

"Yes, the news came back that Itsis and she arrived in Kentanvi on the ship of the Assyrian merchant."

"Wake her up,"

"Yes,"

Those who spoke were two people dressed in plain clothes, their faces were covered with a layer of expression cloth, only their eyes were exposed, and a scimitar still dripping blood hung from their waists.

In front of them was a dilapidated cross that smelled of decay, and the ground was covered with old and new black bloodstains.

At this time, a woman was tied to the torture rack, and a feathered arrow was stuck on her right shoulder, and blood was dripping down the wound.

While talking, one of them walked aside, picked up a whip soaked in salt water, and mercilessly whipped it at the unconscious woman.

"Ah~" The unbearable pain suddenly exploded, Ye Zhiqing raised his head and groaned, a clear blood-colored welt oozes out from the light-colored robe.

It looked like a prison cell, with dark and dirty instruments of torture piled up on the left.

"Who are you?" Panting, Ye Zhiqing hung his head weakly, thinking quickly which side the two people in front of him might be.