Pharaoh

Diabondo slept very restlessly, a familiar voice kept ringing in his ears, the voice kept repeating the same sentence, intermittently in his ears in a language he could not understand echo.

He frowned in annoyance, trying to drive away the voice in a language he couldn't understand, but even with all his strength, he couldn't open his heavy eyelids a little bit.

His body seemed to be floating in the void, and he couldn't feel any weight, making him completely unable to control himself.

At this time, the voice seemed to be tired, and gradually lowered.

He thought he could continue to sleep after he calmed down, but the feeling of not being able to control his body and not being able to reach the sky or the ground made him feel annoyed.

Diabondo struggled desperately again, even if it was a gamble.

He didn't know how long his consciousness had been struggling in the darkness, but suddenly his body lightened, and the feeling of the lost body came back to his consciousness, that weird feeling—it was as if he had regained his own body.

Diabondo opened his eyes, the direct sunlight from the sky hurting his eyes.He subconsciously closed his eyes, and after a long time, he slowly opened them again with a thin gap.

This time, the glare of the sun failed to hurt Diabondo, who was already on guard. He put one elbow on the ground and propped up his upper body. Only then did he find himself lying on his back on the ground with dust on his clothes.

His body was still a little heavy due to an inexplicable tiredness, so he continued to lie like this, just propped up his upper body and looked around.

This place seemed to be a small semi-desert oasis that had been abandoned for a long time and had no signs of human activity. He could vaguely see a small abandoned temple deep in the oasis.

Turning his eyes again, Diabondo was taken aback.

The white-skinned boy who was regarded as cargo by Diabondo was on the edge of the oasis not far from the front right, and a tall rock with obvious signs of weathering was sitting under him.

Hot desert winds whine as they pass through holes in the weathered rock.

The young man sat there, as if he was looking into the distance looking for something. The hot wind brushed past his white porcelain cheeks, making the golden hair on his forehead fly high.

He stood there, looking into the distance with his violet pupils, but he couldn't seem to see the focus.

A very thin layer of hazy mist made his eyes very blurry.

His expression was not so much looking into the distance, but more like he was in a daze. His bewildered eyes seemed to be unable to see the road ahead or find the direction.

He was sitting there, holding his left knee and curling his body slightly. He looked like a child who had been abandoned and was at a loss...

Diabondo frowned and stood up.

He took two steps forward, but his body was still not very flexible, and his steps faltered a bit.

He felt a little tired after just a few steps, and his breathing was a bit heavy. There happened to be a half-dead tree in front of him. He sat down against the dark brown dry tree trunk, wanting to recover his exhausted physical strength as soon as possible. .

He closed his eyes and rested quietly for a while.

At first he didn't want to talk to the guy whose abandoned look made him feel uncomfortable, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't help turning his head away with anger.

"Hey!"

Yu Yu didn't seem to hear it, and still stared blankly at the endless desert that shone like gold.

The dry wind blowing from the depths of the desert cut his cheeks, and the dust raised made his body more blurred.

"Hey--"

The sudden increase in volume finally woke up the distraught game, he turned around in astonishment, and met the dark brown eyes of Diabondo, who was sitting against a dead tree and looked up at him.

His light purple eyes blinked, and all the blank look in his eyes disappeared, as if he had woken up.

Then he laughed.

"You're awake, Dia."

Yugi was still sitting on the tall weathered rock, looking sideways at Diabondo.

His eyes were slightly bent, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

He smiled happily at Diabondo, and called out brightly.

Diabondo frowned deeper, with an undisguised disgust on his face.

What he saw was a smiling face, slightly immature and gentle, but the smile did not seep into his eyes, and the depth of those violet pupils was too obvious that its owner tried hard to conceal but failed His sadness made the smile look like it was going to disappear at any moment.

Such a gentle smile, but it seems that tears will fall in the next second.

Diabondo stared at the smiling face of the game for a long time, then raised his right hand.

Hooked the index finger.

Yu Yu was startled, then obediently jumped off the rock and walked to Diabondo.

"What? Still uncomfortable?"

he asked worriedly, bending over Diabondo.

"Shall I go get some water...Wow!"

Diabondo suddenly grabbed Yu Yu's chest clothes with his right hand and pulled him forward forcefully.

The game was unprepared, and suddenly staggered forward, bending down was not an action to maintain balance, and the strong force pulling his clothes on his chest at this moment easily made him fall forward and kneel on the ground.

There was a stabbing pain in his knees when he fell to the ground. Before he could react, the clothes around his collar were tightened, and his breathing became difficult for a while.

"Dia?"

Yugi was forced to look up at Diabondo, who had suddenly acted so violently towards him, in bewilderment.

He could see the undisguised disgust and sarcasm in those dark brown pupils, but he just didn't understand why Dia suddenly showed such an expression to him.

The thief grabbed his clothes and stared at him for a while, his gloomy gaze made people shudder.

After a long while, he finally opened his mouth.

"...It's really annoying."

Diabondo said, his voice low and disdainful.

The game, by comparison, is a blur.

"Huh? What did I do..."

In the middle of the conversation, the game's words were interrupted by Diabondo.

"Is it your purpose to disgust me by acting like you want to cry or not? I have to say that you are very successful."

"Where I am crying is because you read it wrong... Woooooooooooooo!!!"

Yugi, who was trying to argue with Diabondo, let out a series of strange, deformed and out-of-tune cries of pain because his right cheek was suddenly grabbed by someone's left hand and twisted violently.

After finally breaking free, Yuyu caressed his red, swollen, burning and stinging cheeks, looked at Diabondo's gloomy gaze and turned away guiltily.

He bowed his head.

Because after waking up, I wanted to find another him excitedly, but I couldn't find him no matter how I looked, so at that moment, I felt as if I was abandoned, and my heart was very uncomfortable.

It was so sad that I really couldn't help but want to cry at first.

But thinking of the other he must be very sad, he doesn't want to worry about the other, and he still remembers that he made an appointment with the king not to cry casually and embarrass the Egyptian royal family...

He was holding back, but suddenly he heard Dia calling him, and he didn't know how to explain it to Dia, so he wanted to pretend to be smiling brightly in front of Dia...

So he really doesn't have the talent to deceive people...

"You're still a long way from pretending to be in front of me!"

Diabondo said that the hand that was holding the clothes on Yu Yu's chest was suddenly pushed outward, with an impatient look on his face.

The game was pushed and fell to the ground, this time, not only the bruised knee, but also the tailbone was aching from the impact.

The corners of Yu You's lips stiffened, obviously in severe pain. He glared at Diabondo, but he didn't say anything because he was wronged. He just rubbed the painful place with his right hand.

After this commotion, he didn't show that awkward look again.

In fact, he also knew that it was just another fragment of his soul, and it was impossible for him to appear by his side and talk to him at any time like the soul of the Pharaoh who resided in his body in the modern world.

I just knew it in my heart, but I still couldn't help being sad.

It was because they were still together just now, and it was even more uncomfortable to wake up and find that they were all alone.

It's hard to find...but I can't even say a word...

It's ok.

You Yu slowly clenched his left hand on the ground, and his eyes lit up a little bit. He bit his lower lip tightly, trying to cheer himself up.

There is only one left.

As long as he works a little harder, he will see you again soon...

"Where is this place?"

Diabondo interrupted the game's thoughts, his face looked gloomy, and his dark brown pupils stared straight at the game, as if he was exploring something.

"Why did we come here? What happened afterwards."

He showed a sneering smile at the game, "Don't say that you showed your might and defeated those guys and rescued me."

The young king of Egypt looked up at the thief who was watching him suspiciously.

His eyes flickered slightly, as if he was hesitating.

He stared at Diabondo's sharp eyes for a while, pursed his lips, and slowly stretched out his hand.

The white-skinned hand pressed on the collarbone under the dark brown neck. After a pause, the game suddenly pulled away the clothes on Diabondo's chest, leaving Diabondo's dark brown shoulders and half of his chest The skin is exposed.

"What are you doing—"

The thief's angry questioning stopped abruptly in the middle, as if his throat had been choked.

The dark air in the dark brown pupils of the thief became more and more intense, like the fangs of a poisonous snake oozing out venom, seeping a bit of coldness and insidiousness.

The thin rope around Diabondo's neck stretched in the air.

The pure gold key was held up by the king of Egypt at the end of the thin rope, reflecting the dazzling golden light of the sun in front of Dia.

The game held the golden key before Diabondo's eyes.

His eyes stared at Diya without blinking, and there was a resolute expression in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to bet something.

Diabondo didn't notice the decisive look in Yu Yu's eyes, his attention was already on the golden key shining with beautiful golden light in front of him.

The light refracted by the golden key fell into his dark brown pupils, making the light in his eyes flicker endlessly.

His face didn't change at all, and no one could clearly see the look in his eyes.

"After you fell into a coma, your chest suddenly glowed... This... broke the priest's magic and led us to escape."

The game said, the voice is very light and low.

He looked at Diabondo, and there was an invisible meaning in his eyes.

Diabondo looked at the golden key for a while, then suddenly his eyes fell on Yu Yu's face.

The corners of his lips were raised, and he seemed to be smiling, revealing the sinister coldness of the first meeting.

"You are an Egyptian nobleman," he said, "you should know what this is."

The game looked at him for a while, then slowly answered.

"The golden key, sacred to the royal family of Egypt."

Diabondo burst out laughing.

"That's right! Then, Yugi, don't you wonder why the sacred objects of the Egyptian royal family fell into the hands of a thief like me?"

This time, the game didn't answer.

But maybe Diabondo didn't need the game to answer this question in the first place.

He stared at the game with cold eyes, revealing a hint of mockery.

He watched the game like this and began to narrate, telling the origin of the golden key, his past, and everything that brought him to where he is today.

Everything that the game has seen has been described from Diabondo's mouth again.

Diabondo didn't go into too much detail, and most of the things he said were half-truths and half-false, making it hard to guess.But every time he said a paragraph, he kept staring at You You's face, as if he wanted to peek at You You's deepest thoughts from the expression on You You's face... Is it anger, disdain, or sympathy and pity...

But he didn't see anything in the end.

The game just looked at him quietly, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Occasionally, when the breeze passed by, his golden hair would be lifted, and the refracted light would fall into the violet pupils, as if there was a glimmer of light dancing in his eyes.

It wasn't until Diabondo marked the end of the whole story that he saw Yugi lower his head and let out a low but long sigh.

"Dia..." Yugi raised his head again and looked at him, "You told me all this because you have decided to kill me?"

Diabondo laughed, somewhat insolently and ferociously.

"It seems that you are not so stupid that you can't be saved."

"I don't want to die, I still have a lot of things to do."

Yu Yu looked at Dia seriously.

"You have to die because I still want to live."

Diabondo replied, the corners of his lips curled up in a cold arc, but his eyes were also very serious.

"I'm dead, and your large fortune will be gone."

"No amount of wealth can compare to my life."

He wouldn't be so foolish as to send a guy back to the palace for riches who would kill him by revealing that he had the golden key.

"I won't say it."

"I do not believe."

Yugi scratched his head in distress and sighed.

"...Is there any way to keep me alive?"

"Have."

"How to do?"

Diabondo stared at his game with a serious face, and the pair of violet pupils that were looking at him were clear, as if full of sunlight had poured in.

Even if he said that he was going to kill him, he couldn't see the slightest trace of darkness in those eyes.

He stretched out his right hand and tightly grasped Yugi's wrist.

His dark brown fingers strangled deeply into the white porcelain skin, and he could almost feel the rattle of his wrist bones under the skin.

His gaze was full of hostility, coldly piercing You Yu's face, almost eroding into the depths of the opponent's bones and blood.

"Be mine," he said.

The thieves made such a death-threatening request to Wang Di.

The dark brown pupils he was staring at Wang Di looked like extremely dangerous poisonous snakes that were fangs dripping with venom.

"Kneel at my feet, swear to Anubis with your soul, become my servant, and let me own your body and soul."

The viper, staring at its prey, declares to its prey proudly and viciously.

"Death, or become my slave."

As if frightened by Diabondo's declaration, Yuyou stared at Dia in a daze, and didn't say a word for a while.

He stayed there for a long time, and slowly stretched out his hand, as if a little afraid.

The Egyptian prince carefully pressed his fingertips against the opponent's dark brown shoulder, as if he was too scared to agree to the terrifying request.

The pleasure and satisfaction of success flashed across the eyes of the thief, and there was also a sneer of disdain.

The white-skinned fingers that were cautiously close to the other party suddenly grabbed the string with the golden key hanging around Diabondo's neck at the moment when they were about to touch the other party.

Then, cross your hands.

With a jerk—

"Well--!!!"

The thief opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and tried to make a sound of astonishment, but was choked out in the throat that was strangled by the string.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear you clearly just now, who do you want to be your servant~~~"

A bright smile appeared on the immature face of the king of Egypt, and his crooked smiling eyes became even more cute.

And the hands that grabbed the crossed rope tied around Diabondo's throat with the golden key were pulled again with a force completely contrary to his cute smile——

The blushing thief pushed the game away, coughed a few times, took a breath, and stared fiercely at the game.

"You guy..."

The power of the game was not too heavy for him, but it made him sad. Most of the reason why his face turned red was because he wanted to play the game, but he felt ashamed and uncomfortable when the game came back instead.

"Anyway, all you need to do is swear a poisonous oath with your soul. I just swear not to reveal your secret. Why do you swear to be your servant?"

Not to be outdone, Yu Yu glared back at this insidious guy who wanted to change the concept secretly.

Diabondo snorted and turned his head away from looking at the game.

But just as he turned his head, he was suddenly grabbed by two hands and turned back.

Yugi held Diabondo's head with both hands, his light purple pupils and dark brown pupils looked at each other.

Uncovered, at the closest distance to each other.

"Listen to me, Dia."

"If you wish, I can reassure you with a soul-cursing oath."

He looked at the other party, and those bright pupils seemed to reflect the brilliance in the other party's eyes.

"I trust Dia."

Diabondo was silent, but did not refute.

If You You didn't believe in him and worried that he would kill him to silence him, he could leave before he woke up.

"So it's up to you, Dia, to decide."

Yugi smiled at Diabondo, the soft smile was as bright as the brilliance in his eyes.

"And Dia believed me too, didn't she?"

"If you don't believe me, whether it's grabbing the rope around your neck just now or the behavior now, I can't do it."

Diabondo didn't answer.

His gray hair stretched wildly against his cheeks, and the shadows of his hair fell into his dark brown pupils.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Yu Yu who was kneeling in front of him tightly, his fingers pinched on the opponent's arm and sank deeply, as if he had exhausted all his strength.His cheeks were hidden on Yuyu's shoulders, and the gray hair that fell down covered the only corners of his eyes that were exposed.

He spoke suddenly, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was squeezed out from the deep gap in his throat.

"You, if you betray me, even if you hide in the Egyptian palace, I will let you die without a burial!"