Pharaoh

There was a tick, that was the sound of water droplets dripping from the protruding tip of the top of the stone wall to the ground.

The ticking sound was extremely weak, but it was extremely clear in this underground stone room that was so silent that no sound could be heard.

A small snow-white fluffy ear trembled the moment the water dropped to the ground, as if feeling uneasy.

The top of the hundreds-meter-high sculpture decorated with prosperous patterns was distorted by half due to the vibration some time ago, and a very thin gap was cracked, allowing a ray of sunlight from outside to leak in. In contrast, this empty stone chamber that was mostly collapsed made it look even more beautiful. It was a bit cold.

The kitten curled up under the only ray of sunlight in the dark stone room. A soft white linen cloth wrapped its small body, but it still seemed to feel a little cold, and stretched out its little paws from time to time. After flicking the clothes wrapped around him a few times, his body curled up even tighter, looking like a small white pompom from a distance.

It buried its fluffy little head under its two little paws and stopped moving, as if it had fallen asleep.

boom--

With a loud noise, the entire stone room seemed to shake violently, and countless gravels rolled down from those half-collapsed places.

Just now, the kitten, which trembled its ears reflexively at the sound of a drop of water falling, seemed to be dead asleep at the moment, and did not respond to the loud noise and violent vibration.

A wall on the right side of the stone chamber was half collapsed, and noisy voices came from there.

Someone came in through the gap, paused for a while, and walked towards the little white cat curled up under the beam of sunlight.

Reaching out with a big light brown hand, he picked up the kitten and carried it into his arms.

After stroking the fluffy little white cat in his arms, the soft clothes left on the ground were also picked up and wrapped around the body of the little cat with a slightly lower body temperature.

Perhaps because of the warmth, the kitten's curled up body relaxed a little, but it still didn't wake up, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Light brown hands tightly wrapped the clothes around it, and the sunlight coming in from the crack at the top illuminated the purest golden eye-of-horus headdress on the forehead of the visitor.

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The warm shallow wind that infects the newly born morning sun passes over the broad Nile River, carrying a trace of fresh air.

It hovered several times under the cloudless blue sky, and slid lightly into the Pharaoh's residence located at the highest point of the king's capital. The moment it passed by, the man who was surrounded by several maids was arranging his clothes The golden hair around the cheeks of the young pharaoh flew up.

Those strands of golden hair fell down softly, sliding down the light brown cheeks, and against the pure golden earrings that reflected the sun, they seemed to emit light, illuminating the handsome face of the young pharaoh.

A maid took up the crimson cloak and stood quietly at the side of the closed door of the room, only waiting for the Pharaoh to put it on when he went out.

The young Pharaoh twisted the gold bracelet on his left wrist, then raised his head to look at the big soft and wide bed in the center of the room.

The bed looked messy and crumpled, but no maid dared to come forward to tidy it up.

In the middle of the big bed, a group of bulging small bags were entrenched there, occasionally seeming to move.

Yatum walked over and threw the quilt aside casually.

Appearing in everyone's sight was a kitten who curled up its fluffy body like a pompom and was soundly sleeping at the moment.

Probably because of the sudden bright light, the pointed ears trembled.

The snow-white body looks even more chubby when rolled up, and the soft snow-white fur looks so good to the touch that one can't help but want to reach out and rub it a few times.

A little weight in the beige hand that reached out to rub its little head seemed to wake it up.

It meowed softly, raised its head in confusion, and looked more and more cute.

However, the moment the kitten realized that the hands stretched out in front of him were about to hug it, its round eyes widened suddenly.

One rolled, avoiding the hand that wanted to hold it.

Then, it just lay on the bed like this, raised its snow-white head and yelled at the frowning Pharaoh Mimi a few times.

There was a hint of reluctance in that cry, clearly protesting Atum's actions.

The sharp crimson pupils stared at it, condescending, making it a little guilty.

But it hesitated for a while, it still couldn't resist the temptation to sleep in, it meowed at the young king sternly, and then ran to the pile of quilts that the young king had thrown to the other side of the bed, staring at a crack, The little white head arched and arched, wanting to curl up into a ball under the warm, soft and light-blocking quilt and continue to sleep late.

But just arching his little head in, the back of his neck tightened, and the already dark surroundings suddenly brightened again——

Its whole small body was picked up.

The little white cat meowed unhappily, waved its paws and struggled vigorously, but in the end it was no match for the strength of the hands holding it and was hugged into someone's arms.

Because I was hugged so tightly, I couldn't move.

It watched helplessly that the big soft bed was getting farther and farther away from itself, and finally couldn't help opening its mouth to show its small fangs in a panic. arm.

I bite—

Click!

……

On the wrist of the young pharaoh, he wore a gold bracelet.

……

"Most of the underground tomb has collapsed, and the cliffs have collapsed in many places. It is almost impossible to restore."

The young priest with blue pupils said, "But the coffin that enshrines King Ahmose's body is protected by powerful magic, so it has not been damaged in the slightest. King Ahmose's body and the sacrificial objects in the coffin are intact. Lossless."

After finishing his morning government affairs in the palace hall, the young king came to a smaller room on the side, listening to the report of his great priest who had just returned from the underground tomb of King Ahmose.

Because this is a secret matter that is not allowed to be known by outsiders, all the serving maids and servants have already withdrawn from the room.

In the current room, there are only the pharaoh and the great priest.

Back then, half of the cliff collapsed due to Atum's out-of-control magic power, and the underground tomb built in the belly of the cliff also collapsed.

Of course, the body of the great King Ahmose could no longer be enshrined in the collapsed underground tomb. Yatum, who returned to the palace, quickly dealt with the relevant matters, and immediately returned to the location of the underground tomb with his confidant priest.

He decided to personally send the remains of his ancestor King Ahmose and the sacrificial objects back to the tomb of King Ahmose built to hide people's eyes and ears in the Valley of the Kings in the capital.

However, the canyon collapsed too badly, the progress of excavation was too slow, and there happened to be an accident in the middle... So he had to return to the royal city ahead of time, leaving Seth there to continue to preside over various matters.

After the loyal priest unearthed King Ahmose's coffin, he immediately rushed back to the royal city to report the results to the young Pharaoh.

At this moment, Seth, who had already reported all the important and some trivial matters and submitted the report papers, stepped aside, turned his head, and glanced coldly above with his blue pupils.

The direction of Seth's line of sight is the left side of the Boy King.

A beautiful snow-white kitten squatted on the corner of the table with its back facing the pharaoh, curled up in a fluffy ball, even its tail was curled up.

For some reason, that little body was shaking and shaking and shaking, looking pitiful.

A small white porcelain dish filled with milky white goat's milk that seemed to be steaming was placed beside it, but it still seemed to be full and did not move.

Seth snorted.

Well, this is the midway accident just mentioned.

He glanced at it again, but suddenly found that the little white cat was turning its head cautiously, and its beautiful violet pupils like glass beads were secretly looking at the boy king who was looking down at the report submitted by Seth carefully.

It took a few glances, and after confirming that the young Pharaoh's attention was focused on the report on the table, he stood up carefully.

Jumping around the small saucer filled with milk and jumping off the corner of the table, the little meaty claws let it fall to the ground soundlessly.

It raised its fluffy head and cautiously glanced at the busy Pharaoh, then arched its body, and ran up a relatively low window sill on one side in a few steps, just about to jump off——

A hand reached out suddenly, grabbed the back of its neck and lifted him into the air.

The sky-colored pupils of the person holding it stared at it with sharp eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, and the handsome face that was magnified several times in front of its eyes was rigid.

"Where are you going, brother?"

The young high priest who said what seemed to be interrogative sentences in the coldest tone was actually very ugly.

Or it should be said that as long as he is in front of this damned brother who can only cause trouble, it is impossible for him to have a good face.

Although it was carried in mid-air without any effort, but seeing Seth's cold gaze, the little white cat shrank subconsciously.

He meowed softly with some guilt, and then remembered that he couldn't tell the difference now, so he hung his head lazily.

...Accidentally forgot the existence of Seth...

As he was reflecting on himself in this way, he felt that he had been let down.

He returned to the place where he was squatting just now.

The high priest with green pupils still had a cold face, but he stretched out his hand and pushed the dish containing goat milk towards him.

That intention is very obvious.

He shook his pointed ears dejectedly, raised his head and glanced at Seth, and seeing Seth's eyes became more severe, he had no choice but to lower his head and stick out his little pink tongue to try his best to lick the steaming goat's milk.

While he was eating here, the great priest over there was not idle either.

"It's because you ran around in the underground tomb without thinking because you have monsters!"

"Is that kind of place a place where you can have fun!"

"It's all your own fault that you got caught up in the cursed magic of God Akh and became like this!"

"Fortunately, Lord Simon can lift this curse. After a while, you will be able to return to the original state after the remaining magic power of the curse disappears. But if there is no way to lift it, what are you going to do!"

"Also——since this is such a troublesome situation, please pay more attention to your own safety. Where did you plan to sneak to just now?!"

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The scene of a great priest scolding a limp little white cat with a serious and stern face... um... fortunately, the maids have been waved out of the room by the pharaoh.

The young Pharaoh, who had already written down his imperial intentions on the document presented by Seth, rested his chin on one hand, and watched with great interest as his great priest reprimanded him for being cursed by the moon god Ah He to turn him into a white man. The cat's younger brother seems to have no intention of intervening.

He turned his head and took the top official document of the stack of papyrus stacked on the right side of the table, and when he turned his head, he saw the pair of violet jewel-like pupils looking at him pitifully.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly.

"Seth."

The king's call made the great priest, who was able to scold him hard and hard while he couldn't refute it, subconsciously silence, although he still seemed a little unsatisfied...

Seth turned around and quickly stepped forward to take the document handed over by the Pharaoh.

"Go and discuss with Mahat, Isis and the others before coming to see me."

Seth bowed his head and exited the room. After a slight sound of the door closing, the room finally became quiet again.

The young Pharaoh once again lowered his head to deal with the stack of official documents on the table, while the younger brother who had been severely reprimanded obediently lowered his head and licked the goat milk in the small dish.

Well, even if you want to get angry with Brother Wang, it won't pay you to be hungry.

Wang Di, who had turned into a little white cat, convinced himself so.

"Meow~~"

Yu You, who was honestly drinking milk without making a sound, raised his head and looked around suspiciously.

He had just tilted his head to the left, when a little black cat about his size quickly rushed in from the window sill, ran up to him and rubbed his little white head with its own little black head.

It tilted its head, looked at him with big golden eyes, and seemed a little confused.

You subconsciously used his small white paws to pick up the small plate in front of him, and pushed towards Emma a little.

Emma lowered her head and sniffed, probably she was full just now and didn't drink, she just walked around to him, rubbed him again, then stuck out her tongue and licked him as if to comfort him.

That feeling was soft, warm and comfortable. He squinted his eyes but didn't move away, allowing Emma to lick him again.

"Meow!"

With a scream, little Emma, ​​who was suddenly picked up, drew an arc in the air, crossed the window sill and fell out of the window.

Surprised, Yugi quickly stood up, and subconsciously wanted to jump over to the window sill to see if Emma was okay.

But just as soon as he bowed, the light brown hand that threw Emma out grabbed him.

The young Wangdi meowed a few times in displeasure, struggling to get out of the pharaoh's arms, but was hugged tightly.

So he struggled harder.

"Don't make trouble."

said the young Pharaoh, tapping his fingers a few times on the little white fluffy head.

Yu You, who was knocked dizzy, couldn't help grinding his teeth, and a sharp pain in the root of his teeth suddenly made him feel a rush of old and new hatred.

He was held by Atum, and his whole body lay on Atum's chest.

Probably because it was too hot today, Yatum took off the gold ornaments on his chest when he got down from the main hall, and when he lowered his head, he saw the light brown skin on the collarbone.

well.

I bite—

Opening his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs, he bit down.

He closed his eyes and clenched his mouth tightly, just to let out that breath.

It doesn't matter if Atum will be angry or not!

He thought, with a look of death on his face.

But he bit it for a long time and regarded death as home for a long time, but he didn't get any response.

Instead of being thrown away by Atum, he felt a hand gently stroking his head, as if to comfort him.

He suddenly felt a little guilty, he let go of his mouth embarrassingly, raised his small head and secretly looked at Atum.

The handsome face of the young pharaoh looked calm and seemed not angry.

He carried him back to the throne, rubbing his head gently with his right hand, and seemed completely unconcerned that he was bitten.

Noticing that the prince in his arms suddenly became quiet, Atum lowered his head.

"Will it be cold?"

He seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of the light purple pupils staring at him, and he lifted the crimson cloak behind him and wrapped most of the kitten in his arms.

The little white cat wrapped in the cloak and lying in Pharaoh's warm arms naturally would not answer.

It lowered its head, sticking out its little pink tongue, and lightly licked the small tooth marks on the left shoulder of the Young King.

squeak~~

[Wow——————]

boom! ! !

These are three completely different voices connected in an instant.

The first is the faint sound of the door being slowly pushed open.

The third was the loud bang when the door was slammed shut, shaking the whole room.

As for the second...

Outside the room, Mahat, who was walking at the back, looked blankly at the two colleagues in front of him.

The moment the door was pushed open at the front, Priest Seth, who slammed the door fiercely, had a handsome face covered with dark clouds.

The high priest of Isis, who was right next to Seth, turned sideways and lowered his head the moment Seth slammed the door, covering half of his face with one hand.The long hair hanging down covered her expression at the moment, only her shoulders could be seen trembling violently.

"Isis?"

Priestess, whose shoulders were trembling from a suppressed laugh, had no time to answer the confused Mahat, so he could only look up at Seth.

Seth, whose face was completely jet-black, ignored him, and raised his hand to call over Tia, the prince's personal servant not far away.

Seth: "Hurry up and get a set of brother Wang's clothes!"

Mahat: "..."