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"Imorton." The high priest replied, his face was calm and solemn, and his amber eyes seemed to be able to accommodate the sky and the vast desert.

Orthea touched his eyes lightly with her hand, and whispered as if sighing, "Your eyes are so beautiful." It can be described as pure, without greed, without desire.Only pure piety. "Take me to meet your pharaoh, I want to see if he is really... the son of the sun god?"

"The chariot is already waiting outside, it was sent by the Pharaoh." The high priest lowered his head, and once again recovered his humility and respect.Orthea could only see his bald head...very shiny, very bright?There is a fleshy feeling.She couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

Imerton didn't seem to hear Althea laughing at all. He was very calm and didn't wonder why she laughed.He is the High Priest of Upper and Lower Egypt, not some ordinary ignorant person outside the temple.Too much curiosity is definitely not conducive to his own work.

Orthea followed Imerton out of the main temple. In the flat and open courtyard stood a statue of a god she didn't know.Orthea once saw Pygmalion's ivory girl with her mother's magic crystal ball. She was so lifelike, every detail was exquisite and real like a masterpiece.Not to mention those forged by Vulcan.But the sculptures here are of a completely different style, simple and atmospheric, and Orthea can feel the mysterious and ancient power from those huge sculptures.

The priest in a white dress knelt on the ground outside. Compared with the calm made by Imerton, it is really lovable.It was almost noon, and the sun was simply venomous.Even though she is the blood of the sun god, she has been living in the underworld with her mother since she was born, and the high temperature made Orthea frown again and again.

Orthea stretched out her hand and pulled Imerton's arm.Her fingers are cold, like the cool water of a river in the morning.Imerton was stunned for a moment, and his attitude became more respectful, "Goddess Althea, I am willing to serve you."

Althea's meaning rang in his mind alone, "Use divine power, let's go directly to Pharaoh." She paused, and then said, "I know you can do it, Imerton, High Priest."

There has never been a reason for gods to take the initiative to meet mortals, especially when the environment is relatively harsh.Orthea sincerely hoped that Imerton's words about the pharaoh being the incarnation of the sun god were true, at least that would make her feel that she was not so cheap?

The high priest held on to Orthea's arm with his backhand, the palm of his hand felt gentle and soft, but he didn't want to think about it. "That offends you."

As soon as he finished speaking, yellow sand came from nowhere and wrapped them in the middle.Orthea felt the familiar divine power of the sun, but within a few breaths, they had arrived at the garden of the royal city.

The pharaoh's garden is magnificent, and ladies carrying plates or clay pots pass not far away.Their clothes are much cooler than Orthea's. Their long black hair is braided into many small braids and placed behind their heads. Their bare skin is dark but healthy.What makes Orthea more curious is that they all wear heavy makeup, and the dark green eye shadow is strange and mysterious.It also makes people feel very beautiful.

"What did they paint?" Althea asked Imerton.She never wears makeup, and the rich green kinda resembles her eyes.

"It's the color made by extruding malachite." The high priest answered truthfully. "The eyeliner is made of lead powder, and the lips are painted in the color of henna. As for the spices on their bodies, it is impossible to tell from a distance."

Orthea looked at him in surprise, "Does the high priest even know this?"

Imerton was very calm, "It's just some everyday things." He glanced at Althea very quickly, "If you need it, I have better things than these." Although he didn't think Orthea needed Those things, but he was more than willing to accommodate her needs.

"Let's go back and talk about it." Orthea put away her little interest, and looked at the sun in the sky with annoyance. The temple is much cooler than here.

Imerton randomly found a guard to inform the pharaoh, and soon they arrived at one of the most luxurious palaces.Being in the hall made Orthea feel as if her body was made of gold.Of course, this place can also be called resplendent and magnificent.

Pharaoh is a majestic middle-aged man, his face is expressionless, without the slightest excitement and devotion to see the gods.The decoration intertwined with gold and black looks solemn and heavy. He is indeed a veritable monarch, but he is just an ordinary person.

"Welcome to Thebes, Goddess Orthea." Seti I nodded slightly. Orthea clearly saw doubt in his eyes, but after seeing her face clearly, it turned into surprise and...overwhelmed?

Emerton saluted Seti I, then walked to the side silently, obviously unwilling to interfere in Orthea's conversation with Pharaoh.

Orthea disliked Seti I's eyes very much, whether it was suspicion or occupation, she hated it.Her pure blood was the source of her pride, offended by Pharaoh's suspicions.Also just nodded slightly, Orseya used divine power and spells to condense a thick white mist to cover her body.

Seeing this, Seti I's voice contained dissatisfaction, "Forgive my ignorance, I have never heard of the name of the goddess Orthea, I hope you can give me some advice, so that the people of God can build a temple for you."

He didn't say anything out of the ordinary, but it certainly sounded provocative to Orthea.She was floating in mid-air because of her anger, and the thick black-gray divine power was condensed in her left hand. She casually threw the ball of light not far behind Pharaoh.The golden lion statue was corroded with a hole—this is the power from the mother goddess Hecate.Hecate, who is in charge of witchcraft, magic, sorcery and ghosts, even Zeus dare not fight against.

"Satisfied with my instruction, noble—Pharaoh?"

Shock, or fear?They have never felt the danger of divine power so intuitively.The High Priest Imerton, who had been silent for a long time, still walked to Orthea in silence, which invisibly put a lot of pressure on Seti I.

Theocratic power and royal power did converge on the Pharaoh, but the existence of the high priest was the theocratic power that the Egyptian people believed in.The pharaoh who focused on controlling the royal power and the high priest as the spiritual leader can never say that there is no conflict. It's just that this conflict is still in the latent period because of Imerton's succession.

"The high priest is the spokesperson of the gods." Imerton said this, both as a warning and as a defense.

The pharaoh finally lowered his noble head, but if Orthea was more careful, she would find that the brief bowing of the head may not be more arrogant and future resistance.There can only be one king of the Egyptians, and only one incarnation of the gods is enough.

Walking out of the palace paved with gold, Althea said that it was impossible not to be disappointed, and Imerton felt a little uneasy.Orthea put a spell on the two people to make people ignore their existence. This kind of magic is simply unbelievable to Emerton.The high priest, who was in shock one after another, could only express his respect with a more pious attitude towards the goddess Althea.

"You are a smart person, High Priest." Althea's meaning clearly appeared in Imerton's mind, and he was no longer surprised by this situation.

He didn't understand why Orthea said that suddenly, but it didn't prevent him from following Orthea meekly half a step behind, maintaining basic respect for the gods.

Orthea has no intention of continuing this topic, maybe she just thought of mentioning it temporarily.She grabbed the high priest and asked him to take her to eat something.It dawned on Imerton that he should prepare a banquet for the Arrival, but Althea declined the offer.

The mist shrouded the two of them, and the effect of divine power prevented them from being seen.Walking out of the palace, there are many aristocrats on the street with their heads high, and there are even more skinny and dark farmers and commoners.Althea walked in front, and Imerton followed her step by step.

Strange and novel things can always arouse Althea's interest, and Imerton can always answer her questions, whether it is astronomy, geography or human landscape.She was amazed by the knowledge reserve of the high priest, and at the same time she admired it, she felt a little competitive.

A learned person is always admirable. When returning to the temple, Althea had changed from being two steps ahead of Imerton to walking side by side with him.This is nothing to Althea, but it is very difficult for Imerton.The high priest's respect for the gods has been deeply rooted in his bone marrow, and he would never have allowed himself such disrespect if Orthea hadn't forced him to do so.

Walking back to the room the high priest had prepared for her in the temple, Orthea had a smile on her face.Since the Goddess of Fate asked her to take a bath in the Styx on that day, it must not be for no reason. She has obtained the permission of the high priest to read the books in the temple at will.This played a very important role in her understanding of this country.

Thinking that he might have to trouble the high priest for advice in many situations in the future, Orthea, who was about to enter the room, turned around and smiled at the high priest. "Thank you very much today, dear Imerton."

She naturally changed the honorific title of the high priest into a name, and the soft female voice made him a little dazed. "You are serious, Goddess Orthea. This is my duty."

His rigidity was almost funny in Orthea's eyes, and she couldn't help but want to see his expression other than calm and pious, such as the little embarrassment when she kissed his bald head.She thought it would be lovely to have that bronzed skin tinged with red.

"Even though I know it's not very polite, I still can't help but want to tell you," Orthea said seriously, "the pharaoh doesn't have any divine power, he's just an ordinary person, maybe his jewelry and scepter Some mysterious power, but definitely not from him."

The high priest was silent, his calm face seemed to have a divine radiance. "Pharaoh is the incarnation of the sun god rather than himself. He needs to be responsible to the people of Egypt as a whole, not to a certain person. There can only be one pharaoh in Egypt."

Orthea didn't understand, she thought maybe the goddess Athena could understand.But not understanding doesn't mean she won't watch or appreciate it.At least now she felt that the image of the High Priest was more radiant in her heart, he seemed to be the High Priest who followed her, and there seemed to be something else.Those amber eyes are definitely not just as simple as a calm lake.And the brilliance of this person should definitely not only bloom in the temple.

"Okay, okay." Orthea compromised, "That's not something I should think about, I just think he looks at me very annoyingly."

The high priest's eyes flickered, maybe even he himself didn't know what kind of complicated feelings he felt after hearing Orthea's words.He bowed his head slightly, his voice solemn and sincere. "The high priest is the servant of God and the messenger of the Egyptians' faith. No one can go against the will of God." The high priest can't, and neither can Pharaoh.

He saluted, turned and left.The steps were slow and steady, and the white linen skirt swayed gently.No one can go against the will of God. "I need some time."