Pharaoh

In a trance, there was a comfortable feeling on his cheek.

The cool skin and his slightly hot cheeks seemed to melt into the most appropriate warmth, which made him subconsciously rub against each other.

There was a feeling of rough fingertips sliding over the corners of his soft lips, a little itchy.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an unfamiliar face and familiar pupils with soft eyes.

He was still a little confused, half awake and half asleep, he couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch those beautiful dark pupils that were as bright as the stars in the night sky.

His fingertips have almost touched, and you can almost feel the slight itching of his fingertips touching the opponent's slender eyelashes.

A hand with a similar complexion to his grasped the hand he reached out to.

Those dark pupils with a smile looked at the game that was still a little dazed, and the smile in the eyes became deeper and deeper, and suddenly a mischievous light flashed past.

Yaden held Yugi's hand and moved it a little downward from his eyes.

Then, that finger touched the slightly upturned cool lips.

The soft and clear feeling conveyed by the fingertips made the young Wang brother stiff, and the remaining sleepiness was immediately thrown out of the sky.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the slightly slender corners of the uncrowned young king who raised his eyes and stared at him from bottom to top. The pure golden hair fell down, half covering the dark pupils. , but for some reason, there was a strange and seductive aura.

As a result, the immature cheeks of the young prince, who was no match at all, burned red in the darkness.

"A...Aden?"

For a while, he stuttered a bit.

His fingers could feel the slight curvature of the other's lips, even in the dimly lit rock crevices, one could guess the smile on the other's lips without looking.

He thought of the incident when he reached out to touch Adun's eyes when he was half awake and half asleep, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

Because of this, the hand that was about to be pulled back with all his strength hesitated and stopped moving, but awkwardly froze in mid-air, allowing the other party to hold it and continue to stick to the soft lips.

However, the hand that was holding him was soon released, and he was relieved.

He looked up and watched Adun, who was kneeling half-kneeling in front of him, straighten up and stand up, and then stretched out his hand to him again.

"Let's go."

"It's about time we got out, too," Arden said with a smile.

Yugi took Adun's hand and stood up with his help.

He did it as a matter of course, without any hesitation.

It's just that he was a little puzzled by Yaden's words.

"Do you know how to get around here?"

"should know."

Yaden's answer made Yugi startled.

What does it mean to know?

"Game, do you still remember, I told you before that I was injured three years ago, so I only have three years of memory."

Yaden turned around, held Yugi's hand, and led him forward.

You You subconsciously followed a few steps forward, and his eyes fell on the hand that was holding him.

That hand was not warm, with the cool feeling of its owner's skin at the moment, he could feel the temperature of his palm penetrate little by little, as if he had melted with the other party and reached the most appropriate balance.

That strange comfort made him not want to leave the hand that held him.

"In these three years, I have not been here."

Yuyu raised his head, and the soft voice of the boy king walking in front of him came.

In the faint light, he saw the golden hair shining with beautiful and pure light fell on the shoulders of the white skin stained with bright red, presenting an unusually strong and reversing contrast.

That made his heart skip a beat.

"But I have a very familiar feeling here...or should I say, my body seems to remember the road here."

"I guess I've been here before," Arden said.

After saying this, Aden closed his mouth.

And the game didn't speak, he looked at the back of the person in front of him.

The person stood slightly forward beside him, which was the most convenient position to block all dangers ahead.

He blinked, and suddenly felt a little astringent in the corners of his eyes.

Along the way, in this dark and narrow tunnel, it was so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.

But none of them spoke again.

It was not an awkward silence, but more like a tacit silence.

Holding each other's hands, whether light or heavy, or sliding fingertips... As long as you rely on the subtle movements of your fingers, you can immediately feel the meaning that the other party wants to convey.

The temperature conveyed by clasped hands is better than all words.

In the darkness where they can't see each other, as long as there are those tightly clasped hands, accompanied by the rhythmic footsteps, they will keep walking like this, as if it will last forever.

……

The sudden stop of the footsteps is the rest that marked the end of everything.

The one holding his own hand left, as if taking a part of his hand.You You couldn't help but shake his abandoned hand, and then let go. He repeated this several times, but he still wasn't used to it.

The bottom of my heart seemed to be empty as if something was missing.

"Not far away is the exit."

Arden stood in front of him and said to him, looking at the direction of the exit with his head turned sideways, frowning slightly.

"There seems to be some strange sounds..."

Yaden whispered to himself, then looked back at the game, "I'll go out and have a look first, you wait for me here."

He was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "But—"

"game."

It was still the gentle tone of voice towards him, but it had an undeniable courage.

The voice of the uncrowned young king was as gentle as ever, but it was not a tone of discussion.

His gentle gaze was so tough that there was no room for change.

"I don't want to see you hurt in front of me, understand?"

Yugi hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The moment the nodding head was raised again, he saw the back of the other party leaving.

Under the extremely weak light, the figure reflected in his violet pupils seemed to be dimming little by little. The light pierced into the depths of his eyes, causing sharp pain in his eyes in an instant.

His heart suddenly beat violently.

He stretched out his hand uncontrollably, embracing the person who was about to leave with his back turned.

He could feel the trembling of his fingers tightly gripping the clothes around the other's waist, and even his pupils trembled slightly.

If there are people out there, what does that mean?

He knew it, and so did Arden.

Arden let him stay here, but he didn't want to embarrass him.

……

What should Arden do when he draws his sword against the man who means the most to him?

Nothing is more important than Tum, for him there is no question about that.

but--

The arms that hugged the opponent's waist were pulled away.

In a trance, a shadow fell on his slightly raised face.

As a result, everything seen by the eyes shrouded in shadows became blurred, and even the face of the person opposite who leaned slightly and approached him could not be seen clearly.

However, the soft smile that melted like water in the slightly curved dark pupils that seemed to glow in the dark already represented everything.

There seemed to be a slight touch on the edge of the lips, but it didn't seem to be there. If there was nothing, he couldn't feel it clearly.

It seemed to be just a little touch of the tip of the lips, passing by like water.

It seemed that the last millimeter was missing and the future could not make it in time. That little throbbing was just a faint feeling of the warm breath passing by.

"……only today……"

That was the last word left.

Touched, or not touched, it doesn't matter.

Because that person has already left, and even his back has disappeared in front of him.

A little wind from the stone wall came from the front and passed by his cheek.

He suddenly felt a little cold.

I wiped my fingers over my face, only to find that there were traces of wetness on my cheeks.

[There is a kind of magic. 】

[When the caster dies, the caster will forget all memories about the caster after dawn. ] That day, on the banks of the Nile.

The uncrowned young king cast this spell on his sleeping brother.

"Master, I don't think Brother Wang would like you to act so self-assertively."

"Perhaps so, but as long as you don't tell him."

"But……"

"If there is only pain when he thinks about me, I'd rather let him forget it all."

[At least until dawn, he will still cry for me. 】

【That's enough. 】

At the end of the dark passage, a huge stone gate is slowly rising.

The moment the uncrowned young king walked out of the gate, he saw the opposite Egyptian pharaoh with pupils as bright as red flames.

He stood on the altar of the high slope, and the scarlet-eyed boy king stood under the high slope.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

The flames aroused by the wordless intersection of eyes seemed to explode in the air at that moment of lightning.

"that person--"

Seeing Arden's figure there, even Simon was taken aback, and Mahat took a step forward and couldn't help shouting.

But the remaining half of the sentence was intercepted by Yatum's raised hand.

"Seth."

Seth was frowning and looking at the familiar figure above. Although he couldn't see the face of the person who was far away in the dark, he recognized the unique coercive aura that others could not imitate at a glance.

Even if he is also of royal blood, the illegitimate child must have never received royal education. What is the coercive feeling...

He was still thinking, when he suddenly heard the pharaoh's call, and immediately knelt down in response.

"Go and pick up the younger brother."

"……Yes."

That younger brother who can only cause trouble everywhere is definitely involved in this big trouble again!

Seth, whose mind was instantly occupied by his annoyance towards Brother Wang and no longer had any extra thoughts to think about, stood up, and led Ceci to walk up in a hurry.

Mahat looked at Seth's leaving back, and then at the blond boy who was walking towards the other side of the hill.

He finally couldn't help but took a step forward and opened his mouth again.

"Pharaoh……"

"No meddling."

The young Pharaoh interrupted his high priest.

He tore off the bright red cloak behind him neatly, and threw it into the hand of an attendant beside him.

Then, he left the servants behind him and strode towards the blond boy alone.

Keng——

The crisp clashing sound of long swords clashing was especially loud in the silent night sky.

It kept ringing, causing the remaining Pharaoh's servants to look at each other uneasily.

Isis remained silent, Xia Da frowned tightly, and Mahat, who was still worried about the pharaoh's safety, couldn't help but took a step in the direction of the sound of sword strikes.

"Mahart."

High Priest Simon's deep voice stopped Mahat's behavior.

"The king said, don't interfere."

"But, Lord Simon..."

"Are you going to disobey the king's orders, Mahat?"

Mahat lowered his head and stopped talking.

But Isis, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head, and his bright pupils looked at the entrance of the only secret passage in King Ahmose's underground palace above the hillside.

Her eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Her fingers, subconsciously, slowly pressed the pure gold jewelry on her neck.

Priest Seth, who had already walked into the huge stone gate, knew nothing about it. Sisi, who was following behind him, held a torch with a bright flame, illuminating the dark secret passage.

On the stone walls on both sides of the dark passage, the lifelike portraits of monsters seemed to come to life under the swaying of the fire, and the one eye on half of the face was staring at the person coming.

In this strange atmosphere, Sisi unconsciously clenched the torch in his hand, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and paid more and more vigilant attention to his surroundings.

A sudden faint sound not far away made him tense up for a moment, and immediately stepped forward to stop his master Seth.

"Who!"

He yelled, the long sword in his right hand was half out of its sheath.

The sound from the depths became more and more clear, and it was obviously the sound of a person's footsteps.

The moment Sisi was about to throw away the torch in his hand and unsheathed the long sword in his right hand——

"Seth?"

He was taken aback by the familiar clear voice of the young man coming from the darkness, and then he breathed a sigh of relief at the immature face that appeared in the firelight.

Click.

The long sword is sheathed.

He stepped back behind Seth.

Because the highly tense nerves were relaxed in an instant, he didn't notice the obvious tear stains on the immature face illuminated by the fire, and Wang Di's obviously red eyes.

Ceci didn't see it, Seth did.

The brows of the young high priest immediately frowned, and a pair of blue pupils pierced the opponent like sharp knives.

Those violet pupils exchanged a glance with him, then looked away.

Seth suddenly became angry.

"Brother Wang—"

"Stop it, Seth."

Seth, who wanted to make a long speech to warn Brother Wang and reprimanded him severely, just spit out two words, which was interrupted by the young Brother Wang's understatement.

"……I know."

Adun is the enemy of Atum.

he knows.

Atum's enemies are his enemies.

He also knew.

He just can't do it.

He couldn't treat that person as an enemy.

Seth opened his lips, seeing the gloomy look on the young prince's face, he still didn't say anything after all.

He snorted softly, turned and walked outside.

Yugi hesitated for a moment, but finally followed in Seth's footsteps.

The distant exit is glowing, and the starlight of the night sky shines in from outside.

You Yu stared at the slightly glowing exit, as if seeing the slightly curved pupils of that person smiling at him in a trance.

His eyes suddenly became a little astringent, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist unconsciously.

【Such a seriously injured body is definitely no match for Atum...】

The young Wangdi finally walked out of the gate of the secret passage, and a gust of wind came out in front of him, causing his golden hair to fly backwards.

At first glance, I saw the two familiar figures entangled below.

At that glance, the violet pupils suddenly widened to the limit under a trembling——

What happened next caught Sisi, the guard standing behind Wang Di who was putting out the torch in his hand, by surprise.

He never expected that Brother Wang would suddenly pull out the long sword from his waist.

He was astonished to see the younger brother sliding down the steep slope amidst his master Seth's furious shouts, rushing straight towards the two fighting figures.

Keng——

The young prince tried his best to stretch out the long sword suddenly, and at the last moment blocked the tip of the sword that the young Pharaoh condescendingly stabbed at the throat of the man who was pinned to the ground by him and his life was in danger.

The bright light on the blade was refracted, piercing into the depths of the young king's bright red pupils like flames.