Pharaoh

The room was very quiet, the air was tense, and the aura was suppressed. All of this made everyone in the room bow their heads, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

The person kneeling below bowed his head deeply, a drop of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

"Wang, it rained heavily for several days in a row, and the delay in the construction period is really a last resort..."

At this moment, the minister, who was also regarded as a high-ranking and powerful minister in Egypt, knelt on the ground, and even spoke cautiously, not daring to raise his voice.

The Egyptian priestess stood aside. She watched the minister, and there seemed to be something unknown flickering in her eyes.

This kind of evasive gaze brought a rare look of hesitation on her face.

"Go back."

The young pharaoh on the upper seat spoke.

His gaze was cold, and his tone was crisp and sharp, without any room for turning around.

"I don't listen to any excuses. The temple couldn't be completed as scheduled, and all the slaves and overseers were executed. You know what will happen to you."

The young Pharaoh never allowed his servants to find many excuses in front of him to escape responsibility.

Servants who couldn't fulfill his orders, he didn't need.

The minister pressed his hand on the ground tightly, and then slowly released it.

He stood up slowly, still with his head down, looking terrified, and retreated cautiously.

He still had a heavy expression on his face. It wasn't because he was looking for excuses, nor was he being lazy and slippery. It was indeed because of the continuous rain for many days that made the temple's construction unable to progress smoothly.

There was a hint of worry in his brows and eyes, mixed with fatigue, and a little bit of anger and dissatisfaction.

If it was really because of his ineffective work, he was punished voluntarily, but now this matter is not entirely his fault, he is naturally not convinced in his heart.

Priestess watched the middle-aged minister leave, because she had been paying attention, so she also saw the anger in the minister's eyes, which made her flickering eyes move again.

She was silent for a while, then raised her head and looked at the young pharaoh sitting on the throne.

"My lord, it's a fact that it's been raining for days. You see, should the completion date be extended appropriately..."

"No."

The boy king interrupted Isis, he stood up, and the maid at the side quickly stepped forward to put a cloak on him.

The crimson pupils cast a cold glance at Isis, and the young Pharaoh strode out expressionlessly.

Isis hesitated for a moment, and did not continue speaking.She followed the pharaoh out of the room, looking at the dark blue cloak fluttering away from her, with a hint of worry on her face.

[Blindly tough will not lead Egypt to glory. 】

The words of High Priest Simon sounded in her mind again at this time, and she felt that her mind was getting more and more confused. Recently, she suddenly couldn't figure out many things.

"What happened to you just now?"

The young priest with azure pupils who came out frowned and looked at her dissatisfiedly, "Why did you plead for that minister? At the beginning, he made a promise to the king, but now he said that he could not complete the task that the king gave him. Of course you will be punished."

"But he did try his best and the delay was not due to his negligence."

"Isis, what's going on with you recently?" Seth looked at Isis with doubts in his eyes, "You seem to always disturb the king's decision during this time."

Isis was silent for a while, she looked up at Seth, her tone was very light.

"If the king is too strict, people will be dissatisfied."

"What's wrong with being fair and strict? The king is the god of Egypt, who dares to disrespect him?"

Seth stared at Isis, his tone full of displeasure.

【God cannot rule over a human empire. 】

【Because God can’t see people and doesn’t understand people, naturally he can’t know what people need. 】Isis suddenly felt a headache.

All along, in the conflict between Seth and Mahat, she appeared to be impartial and did not favor either side, but in fact she was more in favor of Seth's ideas.

The pharaoh who ruled Egypt only needs to sit on the throne fairly and strictly as a god. Those human emotions will influence people's thoughts, and even make people lose their minds and do irreversible things.

Pharaoh is the king of Egypt, and his words and deeds influence Egypt, so such things must not happen.

She always felt that this was the right thing to do.

But the words of High Priest Simon that night made her doubt the philosophy she had always pursued.

During this period of time, although she still stayed by Wang's side, she was much more silent than before.However, precisely because of this, she also saw things that her previous self had overlooked.

Unknowingly, she thought of those words of High Priest Simon again and again.

"... Seth."

"what?"

"If it was Brother Wang, what would he have done just now?"

"Isis!" Seth's azure pupils narrowed slightly, his eyes darkened instantly, and his voice suddenly turned sharp, "Don't say such impossible things!"

Before Isis could answer, he suddenly heard loud noises coming from the front.

She looked back subconsciously, and found that the commotion happened in the direction where Pharaoh left. She exchanged glances with Seth, and both of them rushed towards that direction without thinking about further words.

The young pharaoh hadn't gone far, and Isis soon arrived at the place where the commotion broke out.

She glanced at the back of the pharaoh who left on his own, and her eyes fell on a young and strange guard who was severely suppressed by several guards on the ground.

Is it an assassin who sneaked in?

She frowned and thought, but it didn't look like that.

Several guards yelled at the man loudly, just enough for Isis to hear the reason for the commotion just now.

"Wang! I know where the escaped brother Wang is!"

That hoarse roar made Isis's heart skip a beat, his mind buzzed, and countless things surged in.

Too many things rushing in in an instant made her mind go blank in an instant.

Her throat moved, but no sound came out.

【The name of the golden slate left by that god is 'Resurrection of the Dead'. 】

Is it really...

How is that possible...

Isis was aware of the rumors circulating in private in the palace, because it did not damage the pharaoh's reputation, and she knew that it could not be stopped, so she never interfered.

Even if the new guard heard those rumors, he wouldn't dare to shout such words.Looking at the current situation, the reason why he was convicted was because he just ran into the pharaoh.

So, what is the reason for the collision with the Pharaoh?It is impossible for the new guards to have seen the king, let alone know his appearance.But most of the guards who are selected to enter the palace are clever people, and it is unlikely that they would be foolish enough to strike up a conversation with someone they don't know in the palace...

So the only possibility is that the guard really knew a boy who looked like the Pharaoh!

There were so many things in his mind that he couldn't make sense of them, and Isis could only stand there in a daze, with an uncertain expression on his face.

But the great priest Seth beside her walked over quickly with a face full of anger.

"Who put this rambling, lowly man in? Take him down immediately and execute him!"

"I didn't talk nonsense, my lord priest!"

Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and it was difficult for him to even speak, the young guard was still struggling, with a look of panic and pleading in his eyes.Although he wasn't sure that his thoughts were absolutely correct, but now he could only grasp at the only life-saving straw.

"I really met Brother Wang! He looks very similar to Wang, and I even talked to him. At that time, I didn't know—"

A slap in the face made him fall to the ground, and he opened his mouth to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

He hated him for embarrassing himself in front of the king and the great priest, and the Pharaoh's guards who beat him were merciless.

"Seth."

The deep voice caused Seth to turn around subconsciously, and the guards' hearts trembled, and they all stopped and knelt down.

They bowed their heads to the ground, holding their breath as much as possible.

Because they have been with the pharaoh all the time, they know the pharaoh's cruelty better than anyone else.

They were afraid of the young king from the bottom of their hearts.

The young Pharaoh stood where he was. Although he stopped because of that sentence, he didn't look back.

The golden ornaments on his shoulders reflected the dazzling golden light in the sunlight. The Young King turned his back to everyone, and no one could clearly see the expression on his face at this moment.

But the anger in his voice was conveyed unabashedly, making the tense air vibrate slightly.

"Flog him to death!"

The dark blue cloak fluttered in the wind, and he had already stepped away.

Seth, who looked at the pharaoh's back, frowned and didn't speak.

Although the young king of Egypt was a stern and ruthless person, decisive in killing and merciless, he never liked to use torture to torture his servants.Even if he was offended, he would immediately execute the offender.

But this time, the young Pharaoh actually gave the order to flog this man to death, obviously because the behavior of this lowly guard made him extremely angry.

Which despicable guy actually used the name of the dead brother to get close to the Pharaoh——

Seth was in a trance for a moment, and a tingling pain in his palm woke him up.

He raised his hand, only to realize that he had clenched his fist at some point, because he clenched so tightly that his nails pierced into his palm.

The azure pupils showed a cold look, and they fell on the young guard who had been beaten to death and lay motionless on the ground.

Maybe it's time to take out his soul and torture the mastermind behind it.

Seth was thinking to himself, not noticing that Isis walked up to him suddenly.

"Seth."

The Egyptian Priestess walked up to Set, keeping her voice as low as possible.

There was a resolute look on that young and beautiful face at the moment, as if he had made up his mind.

"Take control of everyone present, and don't hurt that person for now."

"I cannot disobey the king's order."

Seeing Isis who has become more and more strange in terms of expression and behavior recently, Seth replied unhappily.

"Now is not the time to say that!"

Priestess' rare suppressed angry shout made Seth's eyes flash with surprise, he had never seen Isis with such an out-of-control look.

Isis opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she closed them in the end. She turned her head to look at the guard who was seriously injured, with an extremely complicated look in her eyes.

"This man can't die, we have to rely on him...to..."

She clenched her hands by her side, then loosened them again.

Isis let out a heavy breath, and stared at Seth without blinking.

"Seth, I didn't mean to hide from you on purpose, but I really can't say it now."

Looking at the bright eyes of Isis, Seth was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

"That guy won't die today."

He gave such a promise.

"Thank you."

Isis said, turning around and hastily chasing after the Pharaoh in the direction he left.

Soon, under the guidance of her attendants, she came to the dining room of the young pharaoh.

The luxurious room carved out of large white stone pillars, the sunlight refracted by the golden ornaments made the room dazzlingly bright, but at this moment, for some reason, it showed a more icy tone.

The maids stood quietly in the corner with their heads down, and the maids who brought food and drinks were also soft-spoken. No one dared to offend the young king at this time.

"King, please spare the life of the guard who ran into you."

The young pharaoh sits, expressionless.

The arrival of his confidant Priestess did not attract his attention, until Isis said this, he looked up at her.

The crimson pupils are ice-cold at the moment, extremely gorgeous, but they can't see the slightest human emotion.

That sharp gaze made people shiver from the bottom of their hearts.

"king……"

Isis knelt down and lowered her head. She was in a complicated mood at the moment, but somehow she felt a sense of relief.

"Please summon High Priest Simon to come."

The light brown hands placed on the table suddenly tightened into fists.

The young Pharaoh was silent and said nothing.