Pharaoh

When Bakula opened his eyes, countless bright stars in the night sky fell into his dark brown pupils with a layer of light red floating light, and they were reflected in his eyes, like his bottomless eyes. Something flashed in the depths of the pupil from time to time.

In the middle of the night, he was sitting under a big tree. When the night wind blew, the dense canopy shook and made a rustling sound.

He looked up at the sky, and the snow-white moonlight fell on his dark brown face through the gaps in the branches and leaves, but made the color of his cheeks a bit deeper.

He recalled that day, too, when the starlight shone on the earth, and the moonlight reflected the bright red color of the town, showing an extremely pale color.

It was under this absolutely extreme contrast between bright red and pale white that he became aware of the existence of his own consciousness for the first time.

He remembered the heat and the pain of holding the golden key that almost burned his fingers.

"...Bakula?"

Bakula turned his head, and his dark brown pupils with reddish light were fixed on the boy sitting under a big tree on the left not far away.

The burning bonfire dyed the young man's tender white cheeks a layer of burning red, and the light of the fire swayed in the light purple pupils, very bright.

The young king of Egypt looked at him, his eyes gradually formed sharp water chestnuts that did not match his immature face.

In that gaze, there was no softness and warmth in front of another guy in his body.

But that look of defense and vigilance just made Bakula feel happy in his heart.

Be on guard because of fear.

Be vigilant because of fear.

No matter how tough this Egyptian king's brother looks on the outside, he will still be afraid of him from the bottom of his heart.

This made Bakula slightly dissipated at this moment when he was quite unhappy about being counter-calculated by the king's brother.

The scar on his right cheek moved, and the corners of Bakula's lips raised an arc in the flickering firelight.

He watched the game with great interest.

But that gaze was gloomy, with a penetrating chill, more like the fangs of a poisonous snake sizing up its prey playfully, without concealing the murderous aura in the gaze.

It made the heart of the king of Egypt, who clenched his hands and was on alert all over his body, beat violently uncontrollably.

The oppressive feeling of strong darkness that seems to be substantial makes the pores of the game's whole body seem to ooze cold air in an instant. Human beings' natural fear of darkness is not something that human emotions can control.

Just when Yugi was about to call out the Silent Swordsman and Magician, unwilling to bear such pressure anymore, Bakula suddenly averted the infiltrating eyes staring at him.

As soon as the extremely oppressive aura covering his body was released, the game subconsciously took a deep breath.

Bakula glanced at the game, with a half-smile.

"This guy can't sense my actions."

He said, thumbing his chest with his backhand, "but I know exactly what this guy does."

"Although the current me can't appear as I want, although this body is dominated by him..."

Bakula slowed down his speech, he was still lazily sitting under the tree leaning against the tree, and when the night wind shook the canopy, the spots of light that leaked on his face through the gaps in the branches and leaves also swayed.

The reddish floating light in his eyes became more intense and brighter because of the light from the bonfire burning in front of him falling into his pupils.

He said, "Brother of Egypt, what do you want?"

He finished talking on his own, without waiting for the game's answer.

The reddish light in his eyes disappeared as he closed his eyes little by little.

The moment he closed his eyes, the hostility that seemed to emerge from the sea of ​​blood dissipated around him, and the night returned to tranquility.

You You stared at his sleepy face that had softened a lot at this moment without blinking, but his eyes were a little distracted and did not focus on him, as if he was thinking about something absent-mindedly.

"Master of the game."

Two different figures, one big and one small, emerged in the moonlight.

The pink girl floated over, staring at Yugi's big almond eyes with undisguised worry.

"...Why did you do such a dangerous thing?"

The black mage did not reprimand his apprentice for his rudeness, but showed approval.

"If you go any further, you've reached the limit, and you can no longer summon monsters."

And if he couldn't summon monsters, he couldn't suppress Bakula at all.

The black magician and the others knew very well that asking someone to lead the way or pay for the trip was just an excuse for them to laugh at.

Those so-called people with malicious intentions will meet on the road... how many people can't compare to the danger of a Bakula!

Yu Yu's eyes still stayed on Diabondo's face, showing a trace of confusion.

"I just wanted to try..."

Some things can't be changed.

He muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly closed his eyes and let out a slow breath.

Then, he raised his head and smiled at the black mages. The tenacity and confidence in his smile quickly dispelled the flash of confusion just now.

"A cowardly person like me would never take his own life as a joke."

He stretched out his hand, and although he couldn't touch it, he still patted the head of the black magician girl in the void.

"So, trust me, I'll take care of the rest."

The big eyes of the black magician girl stared at the gentle smile in front of her eyes. Although she couldn't really touch her head with that hand, she seemed to feel the warmth of it passing over her hair.

She nodded vigorously.

"There must be no problem with the game master."

She said, holding out her finger, and the smile on that lovely face was bigger than anything else.

"Because the game master is an existence that even the master will be afraid of~~"

A few violent coughs interrupted the black magician girl who smiled innocently. The black magician coughed hard, and once again said that he would continue to speak on inappropriate occasions. The next words of the speechless apprentice interrupted.

The black magician girl stared innocently at her master with big deer-like clear eyes, with a dazed expression on her face.

Her master turned his eyes away from her, and just continued to cough twice in embarrassment.

"Master of the game, we won't be able to accompany you any further."

said the Black Magister, glancing at his apprentice.

The understanding black magician girl immediately floated back to his side.

They looked at each other, stretched out their hands and put them together as if they were holding something precious, presenting a semicircular arc.

A cluster of scorching crimson flames suddenly appeared above their hands.

It illuminates this piece of land in an instant, driving out all the darkness.

It seems to be only a cluster the size of a small thumb, but its brilliance surpasses the bright moon in the night sky at that moment.

It was as bright as a red gem shining in the dark, and its scorching heat surpassed the brilliance of all flames. Even a few meters away, one could still feel the sting of its unbearable heat wave.

The black magician and the black magician girl disappeared into the air the moment it appeared.

It is quietly suspended in the air, and the aura of the king descending on the earth makes the surrounding time seem to stand still at this moment.

Yugi watched it hover in the air for a while with wide eyes, and then slowly flew towards him.

The burning pain of the heat wave disappeared little by little as the distance it flew narrowed. He subconsciously stretched out his hand in a daze, and the cluster of small flames quietly stayed on the palm of his hand. A warm and soft touch.

The bright red flames reflected his tender white face into a fiery red, and there seemed to be two small fire clusters jumping in his light purple pupils.

"……Very warm……"

Yu You muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his brows and eyes curved as if he was smiling.

The flame suddenly moved slightly, and a cluster of extremely small flames seemed to rise upwards at the moment when the air current surged.

It landed on the corner of Yugi's lips, just right to evaporate the tear that seeped from the corner of the curved eye and rolled down to the corner of the lip, but it didn't burn the skin where the teardrop stayed, but there was a slight increase in heat at that moment.

It was as if there was an invisible hand in the air wiping away the tears for the game, which was softer and warmer than anything else...

【I have always been by your side. 】

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The city of Luxor is just a relatively prosperous small city. It is not built on the Nile River, the mother river known as the river of life in Egypt, but exists in one of the few desert oases in Egypt.

On the left side of the city, there is a tall and continuous mountain range, which firmly protects the city and blocks the wind and sand in the desert from the other side of the mountain range.And on the back side of the city, there happens to be a huge lake with groundwater emerging, which makes this city with a unique geographical location strong.

On the bustling street, a young man with an immature face smiled and handed a small piece of copper to the stall owner on the side of the road. He took the warm bread from the stall owner and tore it up. into two halves.

He turned his head, still with a cute smiling face, and handed the half of his left hand to another boy standing behind him.

It stands to reason that these two young teenagers who knew they were foreigners at a glance could easily become the targets of extortion by local ruffians, but since they entered the city, no one dared to seek trouble with them ignorantly.

It's not that no one thought of them, it's just that those people immediately dismissed the idea after meeting Diabondo's eyes.

Although those hooligans don't do their jobs properly, they are extremely good at identifying people's auras.

To describe it in a simple sentence-everyone is a gangster, leave some room for each other.

What's more, the gangsters in this way are divided into levels. Since the other party's gaze makes their scalp tingle, they are of course sensible not to harass the other party.

As for the younger-looking boy who was brought by that unruly guy, he naturally also belonged to the opponent's sphere of influence.

At this moment, this thief, who didn't pay attention to the gangsters in the whole city at all, and suppressed the same kind of people in the city with a dark face, stared darkly at the game in front of him, who was looking up at him with a smiling face.

"It doesn't taste good when it's cold, Dia."

The king of Egypt, who has always been unaware of Dia's sharp eyes and repeatedly made Dia feel frustrated, still smiled brightly in the face of Dia's low-pressure black face that made people shy away from him.

he said, shaking the half of the loaf emphatically before Diabondo's eyes.

Diabondo snatched the annoying bread dangling in front of his eyes unhappily.

"Is it fun to pretend?"

he asked, looking disgusted.

Walking with You You all the way these days, he found that You You is not a nobleman who is completely ignorant of the world as he imagined - at least, You You is quite clear about the price of food.

"I'm not pretending." Yu Yu replied, took a bite of the soft and warm bread, and replied somewhat vaguely, "Most of those properties were paid to them... because you injured the man in their family... Owner."

Three mouthfuls finished the food in their hands, You You licked the sweet sauce on his fingers, and continued, "There is only one man in their family who can work, and if you hurt him and can't move, the whole family will starve. "

He looked up, looking at Diabondo with bright lavender eyes.

"Anyway, Dia will get a lot of wealth soon, so what's the point of giving them more property?"

"You also said that it is my property, and you have no right to make decisions for my uncle."

The thief snorted disdainfully and sneered.

"No matter how nicely you put it, you also stole my uncle's things, so what right do you have to preach here?"

He opened his mouth to continue to sneer, but Yuyou suddenly reached out to hold his hand, raised it up, and stared at him with eyes full of emotion.

"Dia, our relationship is so good, isn't it too hurtful to talk about such a little property~~"

"When and where did we have any relationship and feelings, bastard noble!"

Egyptian Rogue VS Egyptian King Brother.

The Egyptian thieves lost again after several defeats.

Yugi smiled and let Diabondo shake off his hand, suddenly there seemed to be a slight throbbing in his chest.He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and lightly pressed on the light golden life talisman covered by his clothes, and felt that there seemed to be a slight movement there.

Turning back, he looked to the left.

A huge mountain range could be seen in the distance, and the huge power he felt just now resonated weakly with the cluster of flames in the talisman of life on his body, and seemed to be sleeping in the mountain range.

"Dia, is there no other way to that mountain?"

"No, there are cliffs nearby, and only the rugged mountain road extending from the east gate of the city can barely pass there."

"But now the whole city is on alert, and the east gate is closed... Ah, why did you choose this time?"

"Compared to you, what I want to complain more about is my uncle, who doesn't want to send your trouble back as soon as possible!"

"But……"

"Grandpa, I will endure it obediently! The city lord here said that he will choose a beauty from all the women in the city to dedicate to the pharaoh in the past few days, tsk! What a flattering guy." Diabondo raised his head arrogantly. He raised his eyebrows, and his dark brown pupils flashed a malicious look, "Well, should I just steal that beauty that is going to be dedicated to the Pharaoh? It must be very interesting if it is still in front of that sycophant city lord."

Yu You, who was a little downcast at the side, suddenly brightened up after hearing his words.

"This is it!"

"what?"

"Dia, let's go see the city lord now!"

"... Are you too stimulated?"

So are you insane?

"I said that my elder brother is a very powerful nobleman, so I also have his token. As long as I see the city lord, I can use the token to make him do what I want."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea. After saying a word, the game no longer hesitated, grabbed Diabondo's hand and ran towards the city lord's mansion excitedly.

But as soon as he took a step, he was savagely pulled by Diabondo, his body shook and he was pulled back.

"Are you an idiot? Can you use your brain a little bit?"

The dark brown-skinned thief stared at him condescendingly, with the words "Can you be more stupid?" clearly appearing on his face.

"Do you think the City Lord's Mansion is a place where you can enter if you say so? Even if you have your brother's token, do you think those stupid soldiers will recognize it?"

He looked at the game wantonly with contempt, and scolded the game severely, scolding the game so much that he felt refreshed.

"They can let you in with just a few words from you? Is your brain filled with useless garbage, you idiot!"

The violet pupils looked at him, showing no displeasure at all because of being reprimanded by him.

"Since Diabondo said so..." Yuyu looked up at Diabondo, his eyes shining like the sun. "Then the smart Dia is completely different from the stupid me, must be able to think of a way to enter the city lord's mansion to meet the city lord, right~~"

"..."

Thief VS Wangdi.

The result was repeated once again.

So at this moment, the speechless master thief turned into anger from embarrassment.

--5 minutes later--

Because he was too angry and angry for a while, he blurted out, "Anyway, isn't the city lord's mansion holding a beauty pageant? You just say that there are beauties you want to dedicate to the city lord and let the soldiers take you in, isn't that all right?" This is purely coping and ironic words from Diabang When Duo's brows and eyes twitched and he saw that Yuyou really ran over excitedly to negotiate with the guard at the door as he said, he had the urge to tear Yuyu's brain to see what was inside.

He lowered his head and rubbed his throbbing head.

Forget it.

he thought gloomily.

Anyway, that guy will be kicked back by the soldiers soon.

Thinking this way, he raised his head and glanced at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion not far away.

However, the scene that made him dumbfounded happened in this eye.

He saw a guard at the door actually brought the game in.

What the hell is going on!

Is it because my IQ is too high, or is it because the IQ of these idiots has reached the lowest limit? !

Can such a joke that is obviously a lie be taken seriously!

"Aiya~~ It seems that the child has been selected~~"

Just when the corners of Diabondo's mouth were twitching and tangled, and he couldn't figure it out, a woman who was standing next to him who was slightly older than him suddenly spoke. From the almost transparent clothing on the woman's body, Diabon With just one more glance, he guessed the woman's occupation.

This is a prostitute who solicits customers on the bustling streets in the evening.

Seeing Diabon looking at her more, the woman smiled habitually, with curious eyes: "Master, is that child your companion who came with you? Are you not in a hurry?"

Diabondo raised his eyebrows: "Why should I be in a hurry?"

"You do not know?"

The prostitute gave him a surprised look, "It's true, it seems that you have just come here not long ago, and you don't know about those things."

"...Those things?" Diabondo frowned slightly, and the prostitute's teasing tone with a bit of schadenfreude made him very uncomfortable, "What does it mean to be selected?"

Although he has been to this city several times, he never stayed for too long.

The woman covered her lips and smiled slightly, revealing a bit of professional charm.

"The city lord chooses a few beauties to be sent to the king's city at this time every year. This is also a very common thing. There are also many women who are willing to serve the Pharaoh..."

She spoke slowly, and suddenly changed the topic.

"However, the lord of our city lord who has been trusted by the city lord and has been in charge of this matter has a special hobby, so every year he uses this reason to collect beauties dedicated to the Pharaoh and at the same time seek some personal gain for himself. .As for the self-interest~~hehe~~hehe~~"

She stared at Diabondo for a while with extremely ambiguous eyes, and then opened her mouth in a low voice.

"This is already a well-known thing, so you will know if you ask around casually. Although the child will probably be brought into the City Lord's Mansion in the name of being selected to be sent to the palace as a servant..."

She said, her charming eyes bent into a thin long line, and her slender fingers slowly slid across her bright red lips.

"But that lord, he likes young and cute boys the most~~"

"what--?!"