Pharaoh

At noon, the sun was shining high above the cloudless blue sky.

The white eagle, as white as a cloud, shuttled under the scorching sun, with its wings spread out, its vigorous posture flashed past, and it let out a long and clear cry.

The gust of wind with the boiling heat of the sun roared across the endless green prairie, causing the endless green grass, which was as high as half a person, to fall down piece by piece, and then straighten up piece by piece.

At first glance, it looks like an undulating blue ocean, with waves slapping in the wind.

It seems to be a vast and boundless space, open and bright, so that people in it can relax their minds while having a broad vision.

Whoosh.

A sharp arrow leaped out suddenly, and precisely pierced the neck of an adult deer that was gnawing tender grass in the distance.

The flower deer fell down in response, struggled a few times with all four hooves, and then slowly became stiff.

Soon, several servants came running over, happily carrying the deer back.

Not far away, the Shenjun white horse slowed down, turned into a walk, and then stopped slowly.

The young Pharaoh of Egypt was riding on a horse, and his young brother was held in his arms.

Brother Wang held a pair of curved bows, the strings were still trembling slightly, it was obvious that the arrows on it had just left the strings.

White porcelain fingers clenched the front end of the bow, and light brown hands held it tightly in their palms.

Obviously, the sharp arrow that pierced the deer's neck precisely just now is absolutely impossible for Wang Di, who is the first time to come to Wang's hunting ground and shoots an arrow for the first time, by himself.

Since ancient times, which member of the royal family came to the royal hunting ground and didn't ride a horse and gallop to hunt alone, and show off his might in front of his subordinates?

Today, these two have broken the default rules that have been passed down from generation to generation here.Because the great priest who followed this time was Mahat and not Seth, he was very sensible and didn't talk too much, and the others also pretended to be deaf and dumb as if they couldn't see.

The young king, who thought he was just fulfilling his promise to teach his younger brother how to ride and shoot, didn't think he had done anything wrong at all.

When the dead flower deer was carried over by the servants, the young Pharaoh glanced at it casually, and waved them to carry it down.On the contrary, the young king looked at the sharp arrow on the deer's neck a few more times, as if he was a little confused that it could be so precise and powerful.

"Brother Wang, I didn't understand some parts of what you said just now."

When Atum held his hand and drew the bow just now, because it was the first time he drew the bow, he was too nervous. Most of the key points of archery that Atum whispered to him in his ear Didn't hear clearly.

"Speak again..."

Before the young brother could finish his words, the young king suddenly held his hand and lifted it up.

On the slender white porcelain fingers, a very deep dark red mark has been drawn, and blood streaks can be vaguely seen from the deep cut.

The young king frowned.

What he used just now was the strong bow that he always used, and only men with extraordinary strength can pull it away.His fingers had already grown thick calluses from practicing sword riding and shooting all the year round, and drawing the bow would at most leave a mark.

However, the younger brother with soft fingers who had obviously not been trained at all was forced to draw his bow by him, and naturally he drew such a mark.

In fact, there is no shortage of short bows suitable for beginners with little strength, but his younger brother is not willing to use them. He insists on using the same bow as him, saying that it looks more powerful.

After a stalemate for a while, it finally ended with his compromise.

"Brother Wang?"

"Just here today."

The young Pharaoh said in a perfunctory manner, took the strong bow away from the king's brother, and threw it to the attendants beside him.

After two more forced shots, Brother Wang's hand would split open and bleed.

"But……"

Sitting in front of him with the young king's arms in his arms, the younger brother turned his head sideways, looked at him dissatisfied with his big light purple eyes, apparently displeased that Atum didn't let him have a good time.

Yatum caressed his brother's cheek, the place where his fingertips touched was soft and comfortable, which made the expression in his crimson pupils much warmer.

"I'll teach you next time."

He said, lowering his head, pressing his warm lips along with the strands of hair on Brother Wang's forehead, lightly touching that white and tender forehead, and rubbing it with a little dissatisfaction when he left.

The young brother Wang blinked, as if he felt a little embarrassed by the sudden behavior of the young king, his eyes turned and he secretly looked at other people around him.

Naturally, Priest Mahat, who saw everything clearly, and the other servants looked calm or numb. They didn't even bother to take a look at what they should do and what they should talk about.

"Then... why don't you go hunting by yourself, Brother Wang?"

Knowing that it is a cumbersome game on this occasion, he suggested it dejectedly.

Atum hesitated for a moment, his younger brother had jumped off the horse by himself, and smiled at him with his immature and lovely face raised.

"Come on, Brother Wang~ I'm waiting to eat the barbecue you got."

The young Wang Feihong's pupils stared at his younger brother's smiling face for a while, and thought for a while.

"Mahat, you stay here."

That's fine, if he insists on taking Wang Di, he will have to coax him for a long time if he insists on shooting the bow again.

Mahathir nodded, got off his horse, and walked to Wang Di's side.

You You looked at him, and then at the back of the young king who was galloping towards the depths of the grassland, his violet eyes flickered a few times, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mahart."

"Yes."

"Shall we go back to the camp to rest first?"

The temporary camp is on the edge of the prairie, not far from here.Naturally, the loyal high priest would not disobey the king's will, and obediently followed him back to the camp.

Perhaps it was because the hunting just now made Yu You feel a little tired. After returning, he sat quietly and obediently, holding the sweet fruit juice presented by the maid, drinking one sip after another.

After resting for a while, there was a sudden and loud noise in the depths of the grassland, and Mahat subconsciously looked towards the side that made the noise.But the vast prairie is full of weeds one after another half the height of a person, and he can't see what's happening in the depths of the prairie.

"Mahat... I heard that there will be lions and other ferocious beasts in the grassland, brother Wang will be safe, right?"

"Please rest assured, Your Royal Highness, the king can deal with those beasts, and there are guards guarding him."

The young Wangdi was silent for a while, then stood up and tried to look over there.

"But……"

There was a worried look on his face, "Why don't you, Mahat, go over and have a look?"

Mahat hesitated for a moment. Although he felt that there would be no problem, he was still a little worried about the young Pharaoh, so he nodded, quickly got on his horse and galloped towards the direction of the noise.

But he still cautiously kept a confidant attendant who was with him by Wang Di's side.

The young Wangdi sat down again, and remained silent for a while, put down the cup in his hand, suddenly saw the strangle marks on his fingers, and frowned immediately.At first I just felt a little numb, but now I can't help but feel throbbing pains when I see it.

"Bring some good medicine."

He raised his head and said to the attendant standing beside him.

The attendant looked around and found that the maid had just stepped back to get some fruit to eat, and now he was the only person closest to Brother Wang.

He hesitated for a while, but after all he still didn't dare to disobey Brother Wang's order, so he turned around and left.

The young Wangdi blinked his light purple eyes, and stood up immediately when the attendant's back disappeared into the tent.He quickly ran to the gate of the camp, and dozens of horses were tied under the shed opposite the gate.

He ran over, pulled off the rein of a horse, and turned on the horse neatly.

"His Royal Highness—"

Accompanied by the shattering sound of ceramics falling to the ground, the maid who smashed the plate containing fresh fruit on the ground let out a panicked cry.

You Yu glanced at her, and as soon as he pulled the rein, the steed under him turned around and galloped away.

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The bustling royal capital of Thebes is always lively and noisy during the day, but the depths of the temple complex that occupies almost half of the majestic royal palace in the center of the royal capital is, on the contrary, very quiet.

There is a huge temple made of quaint bluestone, located in the right corner of the entire temple complex.

Its size is not even inferior to the temple in the center of the temple group. It has been covered with ivy plants for a long time, and it looks extremely old at first glance.

Although it is not as magnificent as other temples, nor is it as gorgeous as other temples, but it stands out from among the many temples, and it wonderfully gives people a sense of solemnity like a high mountain, and its grandeur cannot be underestimated.

Standing under this ancient temple like a majestic mountain, a majestic and oppressive atmosphere that can only be brewed after thousands of years of precipitation makes people hold their breath unconsciously. Desecration of the temple.

But the outside looks solemn, but when you walk in, the momentum changes.

The bloody aura mixed with the oncoming violence and brutality is enough to tear the liver and gallbladder of ordinary people, making them unable to take a step forward.

The countless strange and violent auras were firmly suppressed in the temple by this ancient temple, and they couldn't let out the slightest bit.

This is an ancient temple where all the monster tablets passed down from ancient times are placed.

There is nothing in the temple, not even a giant pillar supporting it, it is extremely empty, and the entire temple can be seen clearly by looking around.

Standing alone on the round platform in the center of the huge temple, looking down from the top of the temple, it looks like the size of a mouse.

From top to bottom, thousands of ancient stone slabs were erected layer upon layer, covering the entire empty temple.

At first glance, the ancient stone slab carved with all kinds of strange monsters is dazzling, and the atmosphere dare not take a breath.

The violent aura that filled the entire temple was a combination of the substantive aura emanating from the monsters in the countless stone slabs.

At this moment, there are several people standing in this temple that has always been inaccessible.

A young man was placed on the central round platform, with his eyes closed as if he was in a deep sleep, but his chest did not heave.

An ancient and huge blank slate was suspended beside him.

The young priest holding the golden scepter glanced at Isis not far away, and the priestess nodded to him, indicating that everything was ready.

Seth's azure pupils landed on the young man's body, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing complex gazes in his slightly slender pupils.

Sisi, his confidant, stood behind him, staring down at the stone slab under his feet, with a dazed expression on his face.

The next second, the golden scepter in Seth's hand was raised high, shining golden brilliance——

"Seth! Stop!"

A shout of anger resounded in the empty and silent temple, and the young king of Egypt suddenly appeared in front of the gate of the temple, his immature face was very heavy at the moment, and he stood coldly on the floor.

He pursed his lips tightly and walked towards Seth step by step.

Today, Atum suddenly said that he would take him out hunting. At first, he thought that Atum just wanted to let him relax, but later he realized that something was wrong, and felt upset for no reason.

After thinking about it carefully, because he knew his attendant too well, he vaguely guessed what would happen, and immediately managed to rush back.

really……

Yugi stood still in front of Seth, his violet pupils gleaming with extremely sharp anger.Although he had to look up at the other party because of the height difference, that rare and fierce aura made Sisi, who was about to step forward and try to explain something, couldn't help taking a step back, shut his mouth, and looked at Seth's face. An uneasy look appeared in his eyes.

The young prince, who did not hide his anger, stared at Seth for a while, then suddenly raised his right hand high, as if he was about to swing it down——

The young high priest stared at Wangdi standing in front of him, he was silent, without saying a word, the golden scepter in his hand had already calmed down.

The young brother Wang's right hand held high in the air froze for a long time, but he never shook it off, only his fingertips were trembling.

Finally, his right hand came down, but it didn't land on Seth's face.

Brother Wang snatched the golden scepter from Seth's hand.

The moment he got the golden scepter, his sharp aura was released, and his whole body calmed down.

"Brother Wang, please return the golden scepter that the king gave me."

The young high priest finally spoke, his voice was cold, without any ups and downs.

"You have no right to take it away without authorization."

The young Wangdi raised his head and looked at Seth again. This time, there was no anger in his eyes.

He bit his lower lip, his eye circles were already slightly reddened uncontrollably.

"I know it wasn't your idea..."

He said that the back of his hand gripping the golden scepter was strained from too much force.

"It's Keya's request, isn't it?"

Seth didn't answer.

But silence is the default.

"You said that the ownership of a servant belongs to his master, whether it is body or soul."

Yu Yu's eyes fell on the young man who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, his expression was a little dazed, and the corners of his lips raised reluctantly.

"I disagree, Seth, Ke Ya is my servant. The ownership of his soul lies with me. He cannot decide the ownership of his soul. Only I, as his master, have this right."

He said, every word.

"I disagree!"

The soft eyelashes of the Priestess standing on the side slightly lowered, half covering her slender eyes. She wanted to say something, but after looking at Seth, she still hesitated to speak.

Seth looked at the young brother who gritted his teeth and spoke decisively. He stretched out his hand and used movements to emphasize his intention to ask the younger brother to return the golden scepter.

"Brother Wang, please don't disturb me."

He answered coldly.

"Sai—"

"Brother Wang!"

A low roar that was more than a game echoed in the empty hall, around the countless ancient stone slabs watching what happened underground.

"Today is the fifth day."

Seth said, staring at the younger brother, frowning tightly, "If you want to turn this guy into a monster according to his will in advance, the best time is within two days after his death."

"I waited for five full days, but his soul still stayed in his body and refused to go to the underworld."

He said, with a displeased face, a sharp look in his sky-blue pupils, and a little bit of chagrin and anxiety.

"Osiris, the god of the underworld, will not accept souls with strong obsessions into his underworld."

Seth's voice was extremely indifferent and sharp, and he reached out and snatched back the golden scepter from Wangdi's hand.

"Brother Wang, if the soul of your servant lingers in the world like this forever, it will either disappear gradually or be swallowed by the power of darkness! Which one do you want to choose?"

The immature face of the young brother Wang looked very pale at the moment.

He didn't answer, but he didn't try to snatch back the golden scepter that Seth took back. He just stood there staring blankly at the young man's corpse, his eyes trembling slightly.

He opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed it gently.

Seth no longer looked at him, turned to face the huge stone slab floating on the round platform in the center of the hall, and once again raised the golden scepter in his hand that was shining with dazzling golden light.

The soul of the black-haired attendant slowly floated out of the corpse under the magic power of the golden scepter.

The transparent soul didn't resist at all, simply followed the guidance of the golden scepter, floated up lightly and floated towards the huge stone slab in the midair.

However, at the moment when it was about to float into the stone slab, a strange light different from the power of the golden scepter suddenly shot out from a slightly old copper bracelet on Keya's wrist——

When the ray of light dissipated, the shadow of a light and transparent girl appeared in front of the astonished crowd.

She floated in front of the young brother Wang and smiled at him.

Looking at the girl's delicate face, Yu You felt a little familiar in a trance. He subconsciously glanced at Ke Ya and was stunned.

The fragmentary memory images that flashed through his mind had already reminded him of the girl's origin.

[Because of your strength, I was able to accompany my elder brother and not become a servant of Anubis, the god of death. 】【...I am very happy to be able to protect you with my brother...】

The girl with an appearance very similar to Ke Ya smiled lightly at the young Wangdi, her transparent body floated up, and threw herself into the huge stone slab suspended in mid-air together with the soul of the young man who was waiting for her.

The ancient stone slab suddenly shone with a dazzling white light.

It trembled violently amidst the brilliance, and suddenly split into two.

On the smooth slabs of the two huge identical stone slabs, clear and lifelike statues gradually emerged amidst the constant flickering white light.

The countless huge stone slabs in the temple suddenly vibrated, as if they sensed the birth of a new monster and made a huge and chaotic roar.

The light of the two newborn slabs gradually faded, and they fell vertically on the ground, becoming silent.

There was silence in the empty hall for a while.

The young Wangdi stepped forward, he bent down slightly, and pressed his forehead tightly against the cold stone slab. His fingers pressed firmly on the slate, and his knuckles were already turning white.

The trembling fingertips firmly pressed on the carved ancient characters floating on the upper right corner of the stone slab.

——[Silent Swordsman]——

His hot forehead was pressed against the cold stone.

His eyes are wide open.

His face was full of tears.

original……

……

100, 1000, 1 years

My master

I will always be your most loyal servant.

The author has something to say: From the first part, some readers reminded me that, as an original character, it’s not good for Keya to take too much part in the fanfiction.

At that time, I groaned a few times and got around without answering.

It's hard to answer, because answering will spoil the story.

In fact, the meaning of the existence of Keya that I want to give is very simple.

Keya to the game = Mahat to Yatum

3000 years later, Mahat became the trump card in the hands of Atum [Black Magician]

After 3000 years, Ke Ya became the trump card in the game [Silent Swordsman]

That's all.