Pharaoh

"That curse is not simple."

The great priest Xia Da, who just returned from Lower Egypt a few days ago, said so. The golden key, one of the seven golden artifacts, shone with pure golden light on his chest.

In order to better serve the Pharaoh, the loyal man tattooed a spell with a black pattern on his forehead that could enhance his magic power, which made his appearance a little gloomy compared to ordinary people.

"As long as there is a small gap in the human mind, it will find an opportunity. Even if that gap is not malicious, it will be transformed into darkness."

"Perhaps Wangdi's initial thought was just to help Princess Libya because he likes her, but if that wish cannot be fulfilled, there will be a subtly thought of 'I want to have the power to help her' in my heart, Then it will be transformed into 'If I become a Pharaoh, I can be with her'... Then, the next thought of the king brother is 'If the king brother dies, I can become a Pharaoh myself'."

"Xia Da, don't jump to conclusions and slander the younger brother at will!"

The Egyptian high priest with sky-colored pupils showed a trace of anger on his face, and he scolded in a low voice.

"I didn't slander Wangdi, Seth, I just obeyed the king's order to express my understanding of people's hearts. Of course, I don't mean that Wangdi has always had such thoughts. After all, in many cases, all kinds of evil thoughts It will only flash past in the depths of people's minds, and even the person himself will not remember that he had such thoughts... That's why the curse on Brother Wang is called the most vicious curse."

Shada replied calmly.

"Even if it's the tiniest gap in people's hearts, it will take advantage of it and expand it without limit, and finally make the king's brother commit the act of assassinating the king."

Opposite him, Priest Seth frowned tightly. Mahat, who was no longer a Priest but was authorized to come here, had a very ugly face, even the beautiful face of Priest Isis, who always behaved calmly. Also showed a heavy look.

Shada was confused.

The poison on Wang's body has been detoxified by Isis, and the wound on the left shoulder did not hurt the vitals, and it will heal soon.

He just returned to the capital, and he didn't understand why those high priests showed such worried expressions.

Mahat opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw the blood-stained white bandage wrapped around the young Pharaoh's shoulder, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he closed his mouth again.

Isis lowered her head and didn't speak, she seemed very quiet, because she didn't intend to talk too much about this matter from the beginning.

The will of Pharaoh is everything to her.

In the end, the one who couldn't help but speak was still the priest Seth standing on the left.

"Wang, in any case, please think about tomorrow's trial."

he said, frowning tightly, his sky-colored eyes fixed on the young pharaoh who had been silent all this time.

"Brother Wang's behavior is indeed treasonous, but that should not be his original intention."

The younger brother is currently the only heir in Egypt. Even for the sake of Egypt's stability, he cannot watch the younger brother be executed.

Seth said to himself.

"Wang, it's impossible for someone with a weak personality like Brother Wang..."

"There is nothing impossible for a person swallowed by the cursed darkness, and his personality will change drastically."

"Shada!"

"I'm just expressing my thoughts. It is an undeniable fact that Wang Di assassinated the king. Why, Seth, have you been trying to exonerate Wang Di?"

"I do not have--"

"Shada."

The young king, who had been silent all this time, interrupted the argument between the two great priests. He asked, "The effect of the curse is only to expand the dark side of the human heart, not to create something out of nothing, isn't it?"

"Yes, King."

The young pharaoh nodded and stood up.

"You step back."

He said, waving his left arm high in the air, signaling several great priests to leave.

The dark blue cloak flew up as he turned around, covering his clenched right hand hanging by his side.

"king--"

The vigorous footsteps of the young Pharaoh paused.

The flying dark blue cloak had come down, he turned his back to his great priests, only a little left cheek could be vaguely seen.

His brown left ear was slightly protruding from the blond hair, standing sharply, giving people a sense of coercion that he would draw his sword out of its sheath in the next second.

No one can see the young king's expression at this moment.

"I can forgive anyone but him."

said the young Pharaoh, and strode forward.

His voice was calm, devoid of any human emotion.

This time, he didn't stop, and the dark blue cloak that was flying again due to the wind from walking quickly disappeared in front of the silent priests.

The young pharaoh had made his decision.

Then, no one can change.

They are the king's servants and must obey the king's will.

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The sky quickly darkened, and the darkness fell down gloomyly, covering the entire land of Egypt.

After exhausting all his efforts, he managed to sneak into the outer courtyard that was closely guarded by the Egyptian guards. Ke Ya looked around and carefully sneaked into the room of the younger brother.

In fact, he was discovered by the guards as soon as he arrived in the outer layer, but he was lucky, and the leader of the guards who was in charge of the guards happened to be Sisi he knew.

At that time, Sisi's complexion looked very bad. He stared at him for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and brought him in secretly.

The young Wangdi lay quietly on the bed alone, not so much in a coma as in a deep sleep.

The whole room was very quiet, giving people a more eerie feeling.

"Your Highness."

Ke Ya stretched out his hand, gently pushed Wang Di's body, and called out in a low voice, "Your Highness Wang Di."

Young brother Wang's eyelashes moved, and he struggled several times before finally opening his eyes.

He sat up and pressed his head, showing an extremely uncomfortable expression.

He unconsciously glanced at the black-haired guard kneeling beside him, rubbing his head, his eyes that were still a little dazed gradually cleared up.

His body froze suddenly.

"Kaya! Is Brother Wang okay?!"

Yu You grabbed Ke Ya's shoulder and asked his guard anxiously, his light purple eyes were full of anxiety.

Ke Ya was taken aback for a moment, and quickly answered.

"Pharaoh is fine now."

"Are you all right...but he was poisoned! And I stabbed him on the shoulder, brother Wang—damn, if I can be more careful—"

"Your Highness, please calm down first."

Although he found that things were becoming more and more strange, Ke Ya still tried his best to comfort the anxious brother Wang, who seemed to be incoherent, "The poison in Wang Zhong has been cured, and the injury on his shoulder is not serious, I did not lie to you , I met Sisi when I came in just now, and he told me so. Think about it, if something happened to the Pharaoh, the palace would not be so peaceful."

Brother Wang looked at him with his eyes wide open, his lips tightly pursed, his expression was like he was about to cry.

"I……"

He opened his lips to utter a word, then fell silent again.

He let go of the hand holding Ke Ya's shoulder, and lowered his head, the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.

"...another me (Japanese)..."

Ke Ya frowned, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Wang Di pressing his head again, with a pained look on his face, as if he had a severe headache.

After a while, Brother Wang let out a breath slowly and opened his eyes.

Then, he punched heavily on the edge of the bed, his light purple eyes burning with burning anger.

"Kaya! Go out of the palace immediately to find Rebecca and snatch the ring back from her hand!"

The black-haired guard looked at his master in astonishment.

Leaving the gold ring to Rebecca, who was sent out of the palace, clearly obeyed her younger brother's own orders, why now...

"...I lost a move."

After all, he still underestimated her.

After learning that the Pharaoh was fine, the young brother calmed down a little.

"Keya, I don't have time to explain now. In short, go out and find Rebecca quickly. She is probably awake. If you don't go quickly, you may never find her again."

He said, "That ring has great power. It would be terrible if it remained in her hand. It must be taken back!"

Ke Ya subconsciously stood up and took a step back.

He looked at Brother Wang in embarrassment, with an expression of hesitation.

He took another step back, as if he was going to follow Brother Wang's order to leave, but suddenly he turned around and knelt down again.

"Your Highness, I'm here to take you out of the palace!"

He said, gritting his teeth, "Tomorrow, the pharaoh will publicly judge you for assassinating him in the temple. If you stay here again, you will surely die."

"It's okay, I will explain to Brother Wang."

Although he heard such news, the young Wangdi didn't feel scared.

Even if it was a bad move, he still kept back.

"Brother Wang will believe me."

When he said this, thinking of Atum, he couldn't help feeling worried again, "I don't know what happened to Brother Wang's injury...I can't go to him now..."

He wasn't worried about tomorrow's trial, he was just worried about Yatum's injury.

It was impossible for Atum not to notice that his own behavior was so weird.

Atum will trust him, just as he trusts him.

The backhand he had prepared in advance was only used to explain to others, in order not to let those people say that Yatum was favoritism for him.

After three days, everything will be revealed.

"Your Highness, it's useless."

Ke Ya looked at him and became more and more worried, "Even if you are deluded by a curse, you will not be easily forgiven."

Still worried about Yatum's injury, the young brother Wang was hesitating whether to ask the guards to help him pass the message to Brother Wang, but he was afraid that it would disturb Brother Wang's rest if it was too late.

When he heard Ke Ya's words, he was taken aback.

"What curse?"

he asked, confused.

Ke Ya looked out the window, and after confirming that no one was approaching outside, he lowered his head and spoke.

From the beginning when they were cursed by the dead spirit of the woman on the boat, and the Pharaoh forbade them to tell the king about the curse, until Sisi told him the priests' speculation about the curse just now...

At this moment, he said everything very simply.

In any case, he wanted to persuade the younger brother to leave the palace with him.

The young Wangdi was silent for a long time, he sat without saying a word.

The moonlight fell through the skylight, and the shadow of the golden hair under the moonlight covered most of his face, making Ke Ya unable to see his expression at the moment.

"You all think... that I did that because of this curse?"

he asked, his voice very soft.

"Because I have such evil thoughts in my heart, so I was controlled by the dark power?"

Ke Ya lowered her head and did not answer.

To be honest, whether it is the priests or him, they all think that the idea of ​​replacing the Pharaoh in Wang's heart is very common.

As long as you are human, you will have such thoughts more or less.

It's impossible to have no thought of getting the throne at all.

It's just that Wang Di is very smart to see the reality clearly, knowing that he can't become a pharaoh, so he suppressed that thought in his heart, and that curse caused Wang Di's thought that was suppressed deep in his heart.

Everyone thought so, including Ke Ya.

The only difference is that Ke Ya will never refute the will of the younger brother, even if it is the will of the younger brother who is bewitched by the curse.

It's just that Ke Ya's heart is slightly shaken now.

It seems that Wang Di was not affected by the so-called curse... and his sudden change of attitude towards the Libyan princess, could it be——

"...Brother Wang thinks so too?"

Brother Wang's question interrupted his thoughts.

Ke Ya lowered his head and didn't answer, because it was impossible for him to know what the pharaoh was thinking.

He just asked Wang Di again.

"In any case, please leave here with me first."

The young brother Wang stared at him for a while, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Do you think you have the ability to take me out of the palace? Ke Ya."

Ke Ya opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He really didn't have that kind of strength, even when he came in alone just now, he was still under the help of Sisi.

But even if he can't do it, he can't just watch his master like this——

"Even if you have that kind of ability, I won't leave with you. It's good to see Brother Wang tomorrow. I want to know how his injury is."

The young Wangdi said, stand up.

"Brother Wang will believe me."

The immature face that was still a bit childish showed a kind of tough look at the moment, he said, "Kaya, you just do what I say, go and get the ring that Brother Wang gave me from Li." Get it back from Becca."

"I will explain the rest to Brother Wang."

The black-haired guard raised his head, and he looked at Brother Wang's side cheek, which showed a firmness that could not be changed.

He stopped talking, and lowered his head, half covering his eyes with his black forehead hair.

He stood up and stepped back towards the window.

"Wait a minute, Keya."

At the moment when Keya was about to leave, the young Wangdi spoke again.

He turned his head to look at Ke Ya, his eyes were unusually calm.

It was still the immature face, but for some reason a dangerous edge flashed faintly in the depths of those violet pupils.

"I have three things to tell you."

The sky in Egypt was terribly quiet that night, only the sound of the cold wind blowing could be vaguely heard.