Pharaoh

When Diabondo opened his eyes again, it was already the early morning of the second day.Curls of cooking smoke are rising from everywhere in the village, and the warm wind in the air carries a bit of the tempting aroma of food.

He got up and sat up, and when he raised his head, there was a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

He raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, and the clean stick last night suddenly appeared in his mind, the corners of his lips twitched, and his dark brown face became even darker.

For so many years, his every move is vicious and insidious, which makes people afraid, and everyone who knows him shuns him.

He didn't expect that he accidentally fell on a seemingly docile and harmless guy, and he was completely regarded as a movable cargo.

Uncle, he hasn't settled with that guy for what happened that night, and that guy actually went so far as to dare to hit him with a stick——

The shabby door was creaked and pushed open, and the seemingly harmless boy with a tender and soft face walked in.

With a glance, the violet pupils just met Diabondo's dark brown eyes.

Diabondo snorted lightly through his nose, and there was already a gloomy chill in his eyes staring at the game.

However, on Yu You's face that received his cold gaze, he was completely rebellious, just like the newborn morning sun shining in from behind You You, so clean that there was no trace of gloomy smile.

Diabondo looked at the boy in astonishment, who didn't know whether he was too nervous to see his warning, or he didn't fear him at all. He walked up to him in two steps in three steps, reached out and touched his crotch. head.

Because he was too surprised, he didn't react for a while, and let those hands touch his forehead.

Those were a pair of delicate skinned hands that were completely different from his, apparently without any heavy labor, with a translucent white porcelain-colored complexion that seemed to be pierced by light.

It was attached to his forehead, and in the soft touch, there seemed to be a kind of warmth oozing from his fingers and passing through the skin on his forehead.

Because of this strange feeling for a moment, Diabondo reacted after being stunned for a moment, and slapped Yu Yu's hand away suddenly.

He raised his hand and wiped his forehead vigorously, and glanced at the game out of the corner of his eye, with a vague disgust on his face.

He never liked being touched by others.

But this guy is repeatedly challenging his likes and dislikes, even for expensive goods, his patience has been exhausted.

Diabondo's face was gloomy again, and his eyes staring at the game showed a bit of boredom.

The game doesn't seem to be aware of Dia's displeasure, and maybe even if it is, it won't react.

Last night, after he knocked Diabondo unconscious with a stick and dragged him back to the bed, he found that Diabondo started to have a low-grade fever, but fortunately, the low temperature was not a big problem.Seeing Dia woke up just now, his first reaction was to step forward and touch Dia's forehead.

He was pleased with the full return to normal temperature on Dia's forehead.

As soon as he was relieved, he suddenly remembered another thing, turned around and was about to go out, and took half a step, when suddenly his right hand was grabbed by someone, and the strong force that clasped his wrist immediately made his body tremble. The body lost its balance and fell backwards on the bed.

You Yu fell on the bed and was still a little dazed, with his eyes wide open and he looked up in confusion.

The dark-brown boy who leaned over him looked down at him condescendingly, with a light shadow falling on his face.

His right wrist was twisted and stabbed, making him involuntarily raise his head and look towards his right hand.

Diabondo's left hand held his right hand tightly on his head in turn. After a struggle, he felt a faint pain again. After blinking, he stopped trying to free his right hand. He just tried again. Once the gaze fell upwards to Diabondo's face.

Most of Diabondo's dark brown face with wild lines was covered by shadows, so the pair of dark brown pupils that seemed to melt in the darkness looked even darker.

The messy gray-white hair is scattered around, and the hair looks quite sharp. The looming hideous scar on the right cheek under the gray-white hair makes him more hostile.

His eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his lips seemed to have a curved but obviously malicious sneer. His right hand clasped Yuyu's throat, and his fingertips pressed deeply into Yuyu's neck, leaving a little bruise.

Then, Diabondo's lips moved, as if to speak.

Goooooooo~~~

game:"……"

Diabondo: "..."

A stomach that has not eaten for a day or two nights ignores the embarrassment it creates and warns its owner.

Diabondo's complexion changed from blue to white, and then from white to black. Fortunately, the dark brown complexion was not very obvious.

And Yu You, who was suppressed by Diabondo on the bed and held his throat, blinked at Dia with big watery light purple eyes, and suddenly took out a tender fresh fruit from nowhere with his only free left hand and lifted it to Dia. in front of the eyes.

"Is Diya hungry? Here you go~~"

He said that he looked like a cute little dog wagging his tail to please people, and his eyes were bent into the arc of a cute crescent moon.

Diabondo froze in place while maintaining his current posture.

Tangled for a long time, struggled for a long time.

Then, he suddenly let go of his hand and turned over to sit up, grabbing the fruit from Yu Yu's hand.

Hmph, I'll eat my fill first and then settle the score with you!

Diabondo bit down hard as if venting.

While biting the fruit depressedly to temporarily comfort his hungry stomach, he was too dissatisfied thinking about where to eat a big meal, and while watching the game of turning over and climbing out of bed, he ran out.

He finished a few mouthfuls of a fruit, and when he was roughly wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he watched You You come back with a bowl of steaming hot soup and a few pies with a tempting aroma—well, actually that They were all ordinary and rough hot food, but because of his empty stomach, he now had no resistance to the aroma of the food.

Diabondo watched the game put the food in front of him, so naturally he grabbed it and ate it without any hesitation.

I was wondering while eating.

Apparently these foods were asked by the villagers next to the game, and this is what Diabondo wondered about.These villagers were afraid of him and hated him, and they never even gave You a good face. Why could You find them so easily for food?

You know, the rough food he is eating now, which he doesn't like very much, is already considered pretty good food in those poor people's homes.

Picking up the chipped broken bowl, he poured down the steaming hot soup in one breath, and the comfortable heat in his stomach made him wipe the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand in satisfaction.

Diabondo glanced at his game as he sat by and smiled.

Although this guy looks pretty cute...

But Diabondo didn't think that those stingy poor ghosts would give the game the most important food because of this.

"Where did these come from?"

He asked directly.

You Yu tilted his head and glanced at him, and answered with a bright smile.

"I bought it at someone else's house."

"what?"

Except for a few gold ornaments, where did this guy come from... Wait!

A light flashed in Diabondo's mind, and he immediately looked at the money bag he threw on the table against the wall a few days ago——

Seeing this, he immediately held his breath in his throat and couldn't get it out for a while.

I saw the money bag that was originally bulging pitifully limply on the table at this moment, and my stomach was already more than half empty.

Diabondo's face turned from blue to white again, and then from white to black.

He threw the money bag aside and didn't take it away, just because he didn't believe that anyone in this village would have the courage to come to his house to steal things.

How did he know that after thousands of calculations, the house thief would be hard to guard against!

No, he needs to calm down... This guy is not a house thief...

The thieves who have always regarded money as their life had their dark eyes on the young man who he thought could only be described with a smirk.

"You...how much food did you exchange for that?"

He asked in the faint hope that the fellow wasn't so hopelessly stupid.

"Just those just now, you've already eaten them all."

Yuyou answered him seriously, counting his fingers, "Ah, I also ate a piece of pie."

Then, he looked at Dia with sympathetic eyes, "Speaking of which, Dia, you are really poor."

Diabondo was silent, then turned his head silently.

The property that is enough to live and eat in a high-end hotel and invite women to have fun for dozens of days is actually exchanged by this guy for a bowl of hot soup and a few pies...

Sure enough, he still overestimated this guy's IQ.

Well, he's kind of stupid to have even a little hope in that guy.

Aristocrats who are ignorant of the world and have never experienced hardships... I really hate it the most! ! !

Diabondo rubbed his head, which seemed to be in pain, vigorously.

Forget it, anyway, compared to this guy's worth, that little property is dispensable.

As he thought about it, he calmed down again.

Although as a thief, he can easily steal or snatch back his lost property, but his self-esteem makes him never bother to snatch the property of those who are much weaker and poorer than him.

After calming down, Diabondo glanced at his game, which was still smiling, and suddenly felt a sense of vigilance in his heart.

I always feel that as long as this guy is around, he will easily get angry and lose control...

This is not a good sign for a thief, he must be sent back as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Diabondo suddenly remembered the appearance of the game coming in and out just now, and the walking pace of the game was very steady.

His face darkened again, and his dark brown pupils glanced at the game.

"Looks like your foot has healed," he said, "then get ready to go."

He looked at that immature face wrinkled because of his own words, You You looked at him, opened his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't make a sound, just lowered his head.

Diabondo looked at Yu Yu's dejected appearance, and a gleam of joy flashed in his heart, and even the anger pent up in his chest dissipated a bit.He looked up at the sky again, stood up and put on his coat, ready to set off immediately.

In any case, this troublesome guy must be sent away as soon as possible.

After packing up his few luggage, Diabondo looked back at Yu Yu thoughtfully, pulled a cloak that was too big for Yu Yu's body, and put it on Yu Yu to wrap it tightly. He was so strict that he even covered most of his face.

Standing obediently at the mercy of Diabondo, Yugi hesitated for a while, then looked up carefully.

"Dia, that..."

"If it's about not going back to the palace, there's no need to discuss it."

Diabondo, who tied the thick cloak tighter, shattered the fantasy of the game with a clean sentence.

He knew that it was dangerous that he lost control and almost went mad because of the sudden burst of emotions that had been buried for a long time last night. Although he was very unhappy that the game had hit him, he also knew that the game's action had actually saved him once.

Although Tadia is not a good person, there are still grievances and grievances.Just now, he held You You's throat just to intimidate You Yu severely, to make You You be more honest, and he didn't really intend to hurt anyone.

However, this does not mean that he gave up the huge wealth brought by the game.

He is bound to get it.

What's more, he also thought that when he sent the game back, it would be best to get a glimpse of that damned Pharaoh when he entered the palace.

"I didn't say I wouldn't go back..."

Yu Yu muttered softly, and moved closer to him, grabbing his clothes.

The corners of Diabondo's eyes twitched slightly, resisting the urge to kick the game away.

He was very depressed, why did this guy not behave well, didn't he see that he hated him and never gave him a good face, why did he insist on getting close to him?

"Dia, the palace is indeed going to take me back, because I ran out without permission."

You Yu tightly grabbed Dia's cloak, and Dia, with a black face, pulled it hard twice but failed to pull it out, so he didn't bother to talk to him and let him grab it.

"But you can probably guess that I'm not a fugitive from the palace. My... elder brother is a very powerful nobleman in the palace. I sneaked out without telling him, so he was very angry."

Nonsense, is there a fugitive like you who is more aristocratic than nobles!

Diabondo listened impatiently and cursed inwardly.

At the beginning, he thought that since the announcement said so, it would be fine to lose his hands and feet.But in the past few days, it is obvious that this guy has been pampered and raised. He will not be stupid enough to really do something about the game, so that he will cause trouble for himself by angering the brother who is said to be very powerful in the palace.

"You also know that it is impossible for me to leave the palace and survive alone, so I have no intention of not going back from the beginning."

Tsk, very self-aware.

How could a weak guy like you have the ability to survive in ancient Egypt alone? If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet me first, he might have died in the past few days.

Diabondo continued to slander.

"I just want to find something very important, and when I find it, I will go back..."

The big violet eyes looked at Diabondo pitifully, full of pleading eyes.

"Dia, you accompany me to find that thing first, and I will go back to the palace with you immediately when I find it, okay?"

"My uncle is not free."

Diabondo snorted through his nose, raised his head high, and didn't even look at the game.

"D-ya-ah-"

"Be honest and go with me, don't make any crazy ideas."

"If you don't let me look for it, I'll run away halfway and look for it myself!"

"If you are not afraid of losing your limbs, just try it."

The clenched fist made a rattling sound, and the twitching scar on his right cheek made Diabondo's smile even more sinister.

"..."

The Egyptian prince, who had exhausted all his tricks, looked at the stubborn thief in silence.

"Stop rambling, hurry up and go."

The impatient thieves were already grabbing his clothes and planning to force him away.

A bright light suddenly flashed in the depths of the light purple pupils——

"If you accompany me to find it, I will return to the palace and I will ask my elder brother to double the reward for you!"

"make a deal!"

At the same time, in the distant palace of Thebes.

"Pharaoh?"

"...You continue to report."

The young Pharaoh, who sat on a high throne and listened to his subordinates' reports, frowned, and suppressed the sudden chill on the back of his neck just now.

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"Master of the game!"

"Dark Mage, why did you come out? It would be terrible if Dia found out."

The young man who was wrapped up in airtight looked up at the black magician who suddenly appeared beside him, and could only see his slightly worried face frowning slightly from a small gap.

He carefully glanced at Diabondo who was walking in front of him, and gave the black magician a look of disapproval.

"It doesn't matter, that person can't see me." The black magician who wanted to question aggressively, but was stopped by the counter-question, immediately explained reflexively, and when he reacted and raised the volume again, his momentum had already weakened by half , "I mean—"

"Well, that's right, tell me which way we should go now?"

"Over there... No! I didn't mean to say that!" The black magician subconsciously pointed in the direction and shook his head vigorously, getting himself out of the state of being completely led by the game, "Master of the game! Why do you It's too dangerous to let this person accompany you!"

"……Is it dangerous?"

"It's very dangerous! And you should know that after you leave the area of ​​the king's capital, you won't be able to summon monsters, and I won't be able to appear in front of you. Why do you bring such a dangerous person with you?"

"It's because I know you can't come out that I let Dia accompany me."

Looking at the back of Diabondo in front of him, the corner of his lips raised a slight arc, "Without him leading the way, I probably wouldn't be able to find my way at all, and I wouldn't be able to deal with some malicious people. People. More importantly, I can't live without him now."

"Huh? Why?"

The last sentence of the game made the black magician have a nervous and ugly look on his face.

"Did he do something to threaten you? It's too presumptuous—"

"I'm penniless now, what should I do if I don't hold on to Diya Road Fee?"

"..."

Looking at the bright and bright smile of the young Egyptian king brother who was still childish and shining like sunshine, the black magician turned his head silently again.