Pharaoh

He was lying on the bed, sleeping lightly with his eyes closed. Many people and things flashed through his mind, which made him restless.He tossed and turned on the bed, unknowingly frowned tightly, and his breathing gradually became messy.

He lay on his side on the bed, curled up, and there was a dull pain in one part of his body, even though there was no wound there.

Maybe it wasn't pain, but it was too heavy, making him uncomfortable.

The frowning brows were suddenly touched by something soft, and those violet eyes subconsciously opened.

Yugi saw the teenager with blond hair that melted like the sun sitting on the edge of the bed and smiling at him, stretched out his white porcelain hand, curled up his middle finger and thumb, and lightly touched his forehead with his index finger.

"……What are you doing?"

he asked perplexedly.

He could feel a little magical power contained in Arden's gesture, which was very warm, and when it penetrated, the chaotic thoughts in his heart gradually calmed down.

"A little magic."

The golden hair fell softly on Arden's handsome face, and then floated up with a little breeze, "It can make you sleep well."

"Huh? Is there still such magic?"

The game always feels that in his impression, the magic of ancient Egypt can only destroy other than summoning monsters.

Arden's fingers moved away from his forehead, brushing away the slightly messy hair on his forehead.

"Probably, there are very few people who know this kind of small magic, because it is not very useful." Arden said, the dark pupils watching the game slightly bent, "It was a long time ago, a high priest wanted to make himself lost The magic created by the mother's daughter to sleep peacefully without crying.

Looking at the game who was stunned for a moment and then showed embarrassment, the smile in Arden's eyes grew stronger, "It is useless because this kind of magic can only be used on a person who is not vigilant against the caster. Simple To put it bluntly, if you are wary and suspicious of me in your heart, I can't use it on you... Those priests won't be interested in this kind of magic, and it will naturally be gradually forgotten by people."

"However, speaking of it, I seem to be using it successfully for the first time."

The corners of the blond boy's lips raised slightly, and his white fingertips lightly stroked the corners of the big light purple eyes that were looking at him unblinkingly with a hint of envy and curiosity, "Why? You Want to learn?"

"Can I learn?"

"Yes, this little magic is very simple and does not require much magic power."

"Hmm~"

-

The little black cat with soft black fur is meowing happily. Its two hind feet stepped on the snow-white and soft bed to make its body stand upright, and its two small front paws rested on its knees and sat on the bed. The hand of the little master who was playing with it, scratched it from time to time.

The white porcelain fingers gently scratched its fluffy little head, making it more happily rubbing against the back of the little master's hand, and occasionally licking it.

Because it was already night, those golden eyes were wide open.

"Meow~~"

It yelled at its master coquettishly, its big golden eyes staring at the golden ring on a thin chain hanging from its little master's neck.

"Meow~~?"

Always feel as if familiar?

Thinking of this, it couldn't help stretching out its little paw and scratching at the golden ring dangling in front of its eyes.

"Meow!"

The small body was suddenly suspended in the air, and the four little paws of the little black cat, which was suspended in mid-air by the back of its neck, gesticulated in the air in vain and let out a mournful cry.

It doesn't want to leave this soft and warm bed and has an equally soft little master!

The hand holding it suddenly loosened, and it fell from the air and fell into the hands of a maid.Emma, ​​who was finally free, pulled the maid's arm vigorously, but didn't dare to really struggle and run out.

It carefully looked at another owner who was afraid of throwing it out of the bed and didn't bother to look at it. Its little fluffy ears trembled, pulled down, and lay listlessly in the arms of the maid. She carried herself out of the house.

The young Pharaoh waved his hands impatiently, so the other maids in the room bowed and retreated. Before leaving, they blew out the lamps around them, leaving only a faintly lit lamp on a white stone pillar near the roof. lamp.

The room became much darker in an instant, and the only faint light was flickered by the wind seeping in from the roof from time to time, so the shadows in the room also moved from time to time.

Yatum sat on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, reached out and took off the golden Horus headdress on his head, and put it aside casually.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the young brother Wang who was sitting next to him tilted his head slightly to look at him, and that tender and lovely face showed him the soft smile he was familiar with.

There seemed to be something faintly moving in the depths of the bright crimson pupils, and then calmed down again.

Yatum stretched out his hand subconsciously, his fingertips penetrated into the other's hair, and caressed the white porcelain cheek.

The soft, delicate and familiar comfort conveyed by the light brown fingertips made his handsome face relax a lot. He watched the warmth in his brother's eyes, sat up straight, and moved his face towards him .

However, the soft and warm feeling felt by the young Pharaoh's lips in the next second did not come from his brother's lips, but from the palm of his raised hand.

Brother Wang, who was kneeling on the bed, raised his head, looked at him with big violet eyes, and covered his lips with his raised right hand.

The bright colors in the crimson pupils sank little by little, turning into gloomy tones.

Atum grabbed the slender wrist and pulled the obstructing hand away from his lips.Under the light, the thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow on the bright red pupils, which vaguely contained the youthful king's repressed anger.

"Are you still angry?"

The young Pharaoh stared at his younger brother, his lips were tightly pursed, "Because of that...you resent me?"

The young Wang Di was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

Because the right hand was caught by the opponent and couldn't move, so I could only lift the only remaining free left hand.

White porcelain fingers held the right cheek of the young pharaoh, and the game raised his head, he straightened his body, and actively put his lips on the light brown forehead.

He kissed the forehead where the young king had just removed the golden tiara, and smiled at his brother Wang again.

"I have said before that for me now, brother Wang is the most important person to me."

The young Wangdi said that the light purple pupils were curved, turning into the arc of a crescent moon.

"That will never change."

"No matter what happens, I will never resent Brother Wang."

Whether I hate it or hate it, I can't do it.

Because is you.

Because you are very important to me.

Maybe it was because he was kissed so proactively by his king brother for the first time, the young Pharaoh didn't seem to react for a while.

I don't know if he understood what Yu Yu said, because he just looked at his younger brother in a daze at the moment, and subconsciously touched his forehead where he was kissed just now.

The young Pharaoh frowned, his crimson pupils fixedly stared at his brother who made an astonishing move out of the blue, the color in his eyes was too bright for people to see the deep expression clearly.

The young Wang brother looked at him without hesitation, with an innocent face, and seemed to be smiling happily.

The final loser was unexpected.

For the first time, the young pharaoh took the initiative to look away from the other party and turned his head away.

His face was hidden in the oblique shadow of the dim light, covering up the faint look of embarrassment that flashed in his eyes.

He moved his body uncomfortably, and lay back again, with his upper body leaning against the head of the bed.

"Brother Wang?"

The young prince's temptation didn't get a response, but he was pulled by the outstretched hand, and immediately fell into Yatum's arms.

He tried to move, but the strong arms wrapped around him so tightly that he couldn't support himself.

"Brother Wang."

"..."

"Do you really want to sleep on this all night?" Your neck will be very tired.

"To shut up."

-

At noon, the young Pharaoh put down his pen and stood up.A pile of papyrus as high as a human head was neatly stacked on the left side of the long table. It was the result of his intensive work all morning, and it looked terrifying.

Even so, the young Pharaoh's handsome face did not show the slightest bit of tiredness, it should be said that he had long been used to this level.

The maid on the side stepped forward and lightly put on the cloak for the pharaoh who stood up.

Flicking his cloak, the young king walked over to the door over several great priests below.

Snapped--

As soon as he reached the door, a strange noise came from behind, making the young king and the priests subconsciously look back.

The middle-aged attendant who was responsible for delivering the papyrus that had been processed by the Pharaoh to various places had a pale face. The pile of papers on the table that were neatly stacked was now distorted and crooked, and some of them fell on the ground. on the ground.

Apparently, the middle-aged attendant accidentally dropped a small amount of papyrus on the ground when trying to hug them all up.

He raised his head, saw the Pharaoh staring at him, and immediately fell to the ground trembling. He didn't dare to beg for mercy, but his whole body trembled violently.

Dead!

He shivered, his mind went blank.

The young pharaoh glanced at him, then looked back to where the sun was in the sky.

"pick it up."

The moment the boy king made his voice, the body of the middle-aged attendant froze completely.

He just waited for the soldiers to take him down, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Atum looked at the servant who was lying motionless on the ground, and frowned.

"Pick it up, didn't you hear me!"

"Ah? Ah!—yes, yes!"

The middle-aged attendant, who thought that his desire to survive was so strong that he had auditory hallucinations, subconsciously answered loudly, but until the pharaoh's back disappeared before his eyes, he still lay on the ground with a dull expression, his eyes widened to the limit he could bear .

Huh?

what……

Hey hey hey hey

He didn't die? !

Ra, the sun, are you protecting your servants?

In fact, it was not just the attendants, the priest Seth and Shada who followed the pharaoh today also looked at each other in surprise the moment the pharaoh spoke.

At this moment, seeing the pharaoh's leaving back, Xia Da finally couldn't help but speak.

"Seth, I always feel that the king is in a very good mood these days."

"Humph."

Priest Seth declined to comment.

After Wang Di's fake amnesia was exposed a while ago, several great priests of Isis considered that Wang Di was probably still angry, so there was a possibility that he would continue to quarrel with Wang Di, so they cheered up 12 points and already She is fully prepared to bear the aftermath of the cold war between the king and brother Wang.

This time is definitely more tragic than ever before.

Everyone feels so.

However, something surprising happened to them.

Even if he admitted in front of the king that he was faking amnesia, brother Wang didn't seem to be angry, and he didn't do anything like quarrel with the king or even have a cold war.

Wang Di seemed to not care about that incident at all, and completely changed back to Wang Di before that incident happened.

Mahat and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but Seth vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to keep it in his heart.

Although it was noon, due to the urgency of the matter, the High Priest Mahat interrupted Wang and Wang's brother's lunch time.

After receiving the order from the king, he turned around and retreated.When he reached the door, he glanced back unconsciously.

Probably because Wang Di ate too little meat, the young Pharaoh picked up a small piece of fish and handed it to Wang Di.

Because he really didn't like this, the young Wangdi shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to eat it.But under the gaze of those powerful crimson pupils, he finally took the fish that Wang handed over slowly.

The young Wangdi stared at the fish in his hand for a long time, but he didn't want to put it in his mouth.

Then, he raised his head to look at the pharaoh, and sent the fish in his hand to the king's mouth as if angry.

The Pharaoh looked at him for a long time, lowered his head and opened his lips, and bit off the piece of fish from between his white porcelain fingers.

At that moment, the corners of the young Pharaoh's lips raised a slight arc unconsciously.

At that moment, the great priest who happened to look back opened his eyes wide.

Therefore, when Seth came from the corridor on the other side, what he saw was the great priest who turned his head and stood at the door in a daze.

He frowned, walked over and patted Mahat who was standing stupidly at the door.

"What are you doing?"

He asked, without waiting for Mahat's answer, he walked past Mahat and wanted to go in.

But before Seth took the second step, he was dragged out by Mahat and dragged outside.

Unable to react for a while, he could only let Mahat drag him away from the door in astonishment.

"What are you doing, Mahat!"

Throwing away Mahat who dragged him to the edge of the forest not far away, Seth finally came to his senses and asked angrily.

Mahat turned around and smiled at him apologetically, with a perplexed expression on his face, as if he was considering how to answer.

"you--"

The azure eyes widened suddenly, and Seth opened his lips for a while, but couldn't make a sound.

His unhappiness has been completely dispersed by the full of astonishment.

"You—what's the matter with you?"

Under the sunlight, he clearly saw Mahat's slightly moist eye sockets.

The over-excited mood just now has calmed down a little now. Seeing Seth staring into his eyes in astonishment, Mahat, who knew why Seth was surprised, couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and subconsciously touched his nose.

"Haha, I seem to be a little excited."

He laughed dryly a few times, his face seemed to be a wry smile, but there was a look of extreme satisfaction in his moist eyes.

"It's been almost ten years..."

"what?"

"I haven't seen Wang smile for more than ten years, since a long time ago."

Mahart sighed in a low voice.

"..."

"Seth, I know what you think, but I don't think what Egypt needs is a king without feelings. No one is qualified to ask the king to give up his feelings."

"So what?" Seth's voice was cold.

"Why do you always object to allowing Brother Wang to stay with Wang?"

This time Seth didn't answer right away, he raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think Brother Wang will stay by Wang's side at this point?"

Mahart hesitated for a moment before replying.

"Everything is over now, Brother Wang is no longer angry with being a king, wouldn't it be good to just go on like this?"

A cold snort interrupted Mahart's words.

The young high priest cast a cold glance at Mahat with his azure pupils, and turned to leave as if unwilling to say any more.

It's passed?

This is just your own opinion.

Thinking of this, Seth couldn't help frowning.

Brother Wang, what the hell is that guy thinking...

Seth had just walked back to the door of that room when he happened to see the young Wangdi coming out of it, walking in his direction, as if he was planning to go back to his own room.

The black-haired guard still followed behind him quietly, taciturn.

Seth hesitated a little, and went up to meet him.

"Brother Wang..."

He shouted in a low voice, and the game naturally looked up at him when he heard his voice.

Seth opened his lips, but suddenly found that he didn't know what to say.

"Seth?"

Yu Yu looked at the great priest standing in front of him suspiciously, and asked again.

Seth was still silent, staring at Brother Wang's immature face with azure pupils, at this moment, there was still a slight smile on this face.

"Brother Wang is in the room, you just go in."

Because Seth was silent all the time, the younger brother who misunderstood Seth's meaning turned around and pointed to the door, and left beside Seth.

Because he didn't look back, he naturally didn't see the complicated eyes of Seth who turned around and stared at his back.

everything is over...

If only that were the case.

-

ten days later

late at night

There was no moon in the dark night sky, and the land of Egypt was shrouded in darkness.

In the bedroom of the young pharaoh at the highest part of the palace, a lamp hanging on a beautifully carved white stone pillar near the roof flickered faintly, and the shadows in the room swayed with it.

A gust of wind suddenly penetrated from outside the rooftop, causing the faint lights to shake again.

On the wide and soft bed in the center of the room, the young prince who seemed to have fallen into a dream suddenly opened his eyes, and the violet hue came out from his eyelashes.

He lay on his side on the bed, his head raised.

The young Pharaoh was sleeping beside him, breathing evenly.

The light purple eyes clearly reflected the sleeping face of the young pharaoh, and he blinked lightly.

Yugi was silent for a while, stretched out his hand, clasped his middle finger and thumb, and lightly tapped Atum's forehead with his index finger.

Then, sitting up, he pulled away the young Pharaoh's arm from his shoulders with a very light movement.

The young Pharaoh was in a deep sleep and was not awakened by his actions.

[This magic is just to make the opponent sleep more deeply. 】

[Magic will only succeed if the other party is not vigilant towards you. ] With the help of the faint light of the fire, Yu You quietly looked at the familiar face.

The usually majestic face of the young pharaoh seemed to relax a lot in his sleep. The handsome face of the king was sharp, but because he was too young and he was quite relaxed at the moment, he vaguely carried a strange sense of innocence .

The flames danced, casting a dark shadow on Yu Yu's face, making it difficult to see his expression at the moment.

After being silent for a while, Yuyu took off the chain that was tied with a half-melted gold ring around his neck, and gently placed it beside Atum.

He got out of bed and took off the gold bracelets and anklets on his body.

After doing all this, he looked back at the Pharaoh who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. Maybe there was still some struggle in his eyes, but they were more determined.

Yugi took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked out.

"His Royal Highness?"

"I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be back soon. Don't wake up Brother Wang."

"Yes."

The conversation outside the door was very soft, and the sleeping Pharaoh naturally couldn't hear it.

It was even more impossible for him to hear the sound of footsteps that were gradually moving away.

The young Pharaoh was sleeping deeply. On the white stone pillars near the roof, the shadows cast by the faint lights were shaking on that young and handsome face.

The lights flickered and flickered again.

It performs its mission quietly and faithfully, striving to expand the territory of a little light in the darkness.

It flickered alone in the dark for quite some time.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light that was ten thousand times stronger than it illuminated the entire bedroom——

The young Pharaoh's eyes snapped open.

The slender chain lay quietly on the bed, and the half-melted gold ring reflected a sharp golden light under the light of the gold building blocks at the head of the bed.

It pierced deeply into the pair of crimson pupils that seemed to be burning with hot flames.

【I don't hate Brother Wang. 】

This is not a lie.

only……

Not hating doesn't mean forgiveness.