Otaku's Girl Comics Struggle

The black prince's sharp turn this time represented not only the demise of Mitanni, but also the emergence of a powerful force in the Near East.After eliminating the biggest enemy, Xitai will become a strong king. Although there is Egypt not far away, it is not a threat for the time being—at least there is no possibility of war in the near future.Thinking about it, Xi Shui suddenly remembered something.

Since the story will not end with Xili’s departure, and Tutankhamun’s death is still inevitable, Egypt should also ask Supilulius I to choose one of his many princes to be the king of Egypt. right?Sending a prince there was not a big problem in itself, but what Xishui thought was that later, Sai Nasha died because of this, which formed the beginning of the dispute between the two countries.

The first condition of the prosperity and peace is that there is no war. The two powers contend for hegemony and polarize the cold war. Tsk tsk, it is too discordant.If the two powerhouses declare war, it can be called the opening remarks of the catastrophe in the Near East... Besides, others can compete with that Shadian, what a young man, the original stepmother, she is such a good child, she is willing to torture him to death... From Xishui's point of view, it's hard to say that he can watch Sai Nasha die like this.

Thinking about it, Xishui had come to the gate of the city. He thought that this was an occupied city, and the security should not be too strict, but he was stopped by someone.Without saying a word, Xi Shui confessed the token from Prince Hei. The guard was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly returned the headgear with both hands: "It turned out to be Prince Hei... How rude! Where are you going? You must know now The city is full of Western Taiwan troops and rebels..."

Xi Shui had a serious face, not knowing whether he had heard it or not, he just nodded and rushed out of the door quickly.

The few guards didn't continue talking, whoever can control whoever is fighting in troubled times.It's ridiculous to say that the city defenders were originally the first line of defense, and they should have played a very important role in the war. However, it seems that as the little people who defend the city, they play a vital role. The first is Keeping the door, the second is to open the door.The city has fallen and the country has been broken, so how can there be any talk of guarding the city?

The city was in chaos, and all kinds of figures were coming one after another. It was clearly a bright sky, but it seemed extremely dark, and people were panicked.Avoiding the rebellious Carmixiu soldiers all the way, Xi Shui groped and came to a corner of a slightly dilapidated house, just about to come and wait for a rabbit or something, but he was still one step behind the man.

A big hand pierced through the air, and suddenly "fished" Xishui into the dark alley.Xi Shui was startled at first, and then greeted without embarrassment: "...Your Highness."

Letting go of his hand, Kailu chuckled lightly: "How do you know it's me?"

here we go again.Xi Shui frowned, this was the question he heard most frequently recently.It's fine if it's someone else, but the other party is Kailu. He is optimistic about the big tree that he is going to get close to in the future, so he must take it seriously.Therefore, despite his reluctance, Xi Shui still simply shirked the responsibility: "When the black prince knew that Mrs. Nadia asked to enter the city, he had already guessed that someone would follow in, but he didn't expect it to be His Highness. you……"

Kailu raised his eyebrows: "...Why can't it be me?"

"..." Xi Shui rolled his eyes secretly: "Because Your Highness doesn't need to take this risk at all. The words of the rebellious Carmixiu soldiers later made me think that the one who came back is probably you or His Highness Sai Nasha. Inciting a city of soldiers, Irbonne and others, are not qualified."

Unexpectedly, he swung his sword and knocked down the Mitanni soldier who wanted to sneak attack. Kailu casually pulled the sword from the man, and the bright red ruby ​​earrings reflected the amazing light with the perfect and beautiful action. : "I really can't stop for a moment..."

It's hard to explain Xi Shui's views on this man, justice is not naive, tough but not domineering, sometimes he also doubts, such a perfect character, is it possible?But most of the time, Xi Shui would think that such a man could create a peaceful and prosperous world if he said it well, but if he said it badly, he might also be a disaster for the country.It's... incomprehensible that the coolness and self-discipline and emotionality of his character are so strangely blended that there's no sign of conflicting with each other.

"Go back, Shala and the others almost swallowed Irbonne..."

Looking sideways at Kailu's troubled expression, Xishui smiled, Kailu turned his head and glanced at him, but only smiled.

"Brother!!" Seeing the familiar little face, the three Hadi sisters couldn't care less about the scruples in their hearts for a moment, and rushed forward excitedly to hug Xi Shui "tightly". "Sister, sisters..." Xi Shui was a little embarrassed. These little girls really cared and loved him. Although their attitude towards him had always been very guarded, in his opinion, the worry at this moment was Couldn't be more sincere.He sighed secretly in his heart, no matter it was real or not, his own existence was still a source of hope for them, right?The mood is really complicated.

Crying and laughing, and suddenly pointing the finger at Irbonne and the others—the chirping sound made Xishui's ears twitch, and it took him a long time to realize that they were blaming Irbonne for not being optimistic about themselves!After figuring it out, Xi Shui couldn't help but smile wryly: "Sisters, I don't care about Yier's affairs, I was not careful—" But will Ha Di and others listen?After twisting his little ears, he continued to denounce Il.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the future prime minister, who can row a boat in his belly.Among this group of little sparrows, Yi Er was calm, and it took a long time before he said a sentence-"Dite, you have grown taller." Seeing Mr. Yi Prime Minister, just one sentence stopped everyone's conversation up.The female relatives stopped torturing him, they all turned their heads and fired their cannons at Xishui.

"Huh? Really?!"

"That's great Tete~"

"Really, let my sister see..."

Xi Shui's complexion turned pale—what did he say, he's a thief in his bones!

During the journey back, Xi Shui thought a lot.Of course, his thinking is far less than that of a few politicians, but there is definitely a depth and breadth. After all, what he thinks of is the entire macro background.Mitanni perished, Xitai rose, and became the dominant powerhouse. At the same time, there was another country that could be called the strongest country in the Near East—Egypt.

At this time... Tutankhamun should be dead, right?Clenching his palms into fists, Xi Shui habitually began to rub his chin.He never cared about what happened to people who had nothing to do with him, but once Tutankhamun died, the current situation was that Xitai would send a prince to "marry".The candidate should be chosen between Kailu and Senasa, but... the problem Xishui is facing now is not about getting along with each other, or who to send, but about the political marriage of the relationship between the two countries. And the foreseeable end of the war provoked by man.He couldn't just watch this kind of thing happen, but in his capacity, he couldn't stop it from happening... Xi Shui was distressed.

In the No.18 dynasty of Egypt, in the Makarda Palace of Thebes, the capital of hundreds of gates, there was a cry that overwhelmed the cry, and finally, with a conclusive lament——

"...the Pharaoh is dead!"

——Afterwards, the whole palace suddenly became terribly silent.

Until the crying voice of a young girl with noble makeup broke out first: "How could it be... a lie!" The beautiful eyes widened, obviously unable to believe the sudden death of the king—"Morning Obviously still very energetic!? King! King Tutankhamun... Please open your eyes!" Tears kept falling on the tender face with simple prayers, and the sound of mourning made everyone who heard it feel sad.

Suddenly, a woman with a graceful temperament, a coquettish appearance but a dignified face stepped out from behind the column carved with many gods—it was the Queen Mother Nefertiti, the real ruler of the Egyptian royal family.The palace people hurriedly saluted upon seeing this, the girl, Queen Ankosnam of Tutankhamun, was taken aback, and then cried: "Mother, the king was poisoned to death! The king wanted to correct the inappropriateness of the regime— —”

"Be careful what you say, Ankosnam!" The Empress Dowager Nefertiti raised her chin high, her eyes drooped slightly, and looked at everyone present with an arrogant look: "You and the king have no children... for the sake of the dynasty. continuation, you must remarry the royal family or a powerful nobleman!"

For some reason, none of the people present were surprised by the empress dowager's focus.After the death of the king, the princess became a widow early on. All of this seemed to be irrelevant. The focus of her eyes was undoubtedly on the marriage, and for this, the big guys seemed to agree.Or maybe, in the eyes of Empress Dowager Nefertiti, who climbed to this position step by step by unscrupulous means, this matter is also insignificant, but it can be big or small.When it comes to the cause of Wang's death, it is an unspoken rule, and it is unanimous not to mention it.It should be said that only the mourning of the young princess is genuine in this palace.

"No, Queen Mother." Ankosnam's expression was determined: "I will never marry any retainer... any Egyptian! Never... remarry any murderer who may have murdered my husband!"

For such a serious but biased protest, Nefertiti didn't say a word, just stared at her, like a poisonous snake locking its prey, for a long time before getting up and leaving.

Even at this moment when the transportation is underdeveloped, the influence between countries is a major event that affects the whole body, not to mention the death of the strong Egyptian Pharaoh.Therefore, the impact of the death of the young pharaoh soon spread to the West, and even the entire Near East.

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