Pharaoh

As the night passed, the gorgeous golden palace shed its black veil and once again shone with beautiful pure golden brilliance.

When a gust of wind passed by, the emerald green canopy shook and made a rustling sound.

The young priest with a pupil color similar to the azure blue sky at the moment was walking through the bluestone corridor covered by lush branches and leaves. When he reached the end, he stopped and glanced back. The attendant behind him He bowed his head respectfully and stood where he was.

Seth walked into the wide courtyard, and several maids who came facing him bowed or knelt down to salute.He passed them without stopping until he was between the gates.

The guard guarding the door slightly bent down and opened the door for him.

Stepping into the room with one step, a gust of cool wind blows head-on, causing the great priest's snow-white robe to fly up in an instant.

The wide and soft bed in the middle of the room was empty, Seth frowned, glanced away, and landed on the opposite side.

The figure of the king of Egypt landed on a huge window sill on the right. He sat on the large bluestone platform with his face facing the outside, as if he was looking into the distance.

The morning sun fell on his milky white hands and feet, so the complexion seemed to reflect the light translucently.

Because the door was opened, the strong wind that came in from the window in an instant blows the soft floor-to-ceiling long veil dotted with golden silk patterns on both sides of the window sill, and the sunlight that comes in from the window reflects golden light on it. Look gorgeous.

But the abruptness of the black shackles on the right foot stepping on the ground abruptly pierced into this visual beauty.

Seth frowned again, and took a step forward.

Perhaps startled by Seth's footsteps, Wang Di, who had been sitting quietly on the window sill, turned around.

He saw a bright smile on Seth's face, lit by the blond hair that flanked his cheeks, as he walked towards him.

"Good morning, Seth."

he said, smiling.

Seth paused and stopped just a few steps away from the game.

"What do you want to do? Are you going to jump off and escape?"

he asked, ironically.

Brother Wang blinked his big violet eyes.

"Shouldn't you have yelled 'Set what are you doing why are you pushing me down you're going to murder me!' before jumping off...something like that?"

Faced with the vicious stare of the serious and rigid high priest, Wang Di smiled quite happily.

"I thought Seth was going to scold me hard."

"Hmph, only that idiot Mahart will be blackmailed by you. If it were me, I'd go straight down with my sword, so as not to cause you more trouble!"

"That's right, I won't really hurt Brother Wang... So if you really do that, I have no choice but to jump over and block the sword myself. If I die then you will commit the crime of murdering the royal family, Seth."

"Brother Wang—"

So the confrontation ended here, and the winner and loser were the same as before.

Seth was silent for a while, took a step forward, and stretched out his right hand.

You Yu was taken aback, then laughed again, he also reached out his right hand to hold Seth's hand.

He stood up and stepped off the ledge.

"Seth, don't worry too much."

He said, looking at the other person, the shadow of the forehead hair fell into the depths of the light purple eyes, but it reflected the brightness of the pupils more and more.

"I don't have a penchant for hanging upside down on the wall and being surrounded by people."

As if to emphasize the meaning of his words, he kicked his right foot, and the shiny black chain wrapped around his feet made a crisp crashing sound.

This time, Seth didn't confront You You, he let go of his hand, frowned, and glanced at You You's slightly blue-black eyes.

"What on earth are you trying to do? It's useless even if you do this." He said, his tone of voice was already a little angry, "Only a fool would use his body as a blackmail condition, so you can't cause less trouble?"

When he came here just now, the female officer in charge of taking care of Wang Di had already reported to him.

Last night, Brother Wang didn't have dinner and refused to go to bed. He sat by the window in a daze, and the wind blew all night, and he didn't listen to any persuasion.

The young prince who was reprimanded by the great priest blinked his eyes in confusion.

"...'Take your own body as a condition?'..."

In the next second, he showed a look of sudden realization, "You mean I deliberately—"

Stopped in the middle of the sentence, You You smiled a little embarrassedly, and scratched his head.

"I didn't mean that."

At that time, I was too preoccupied with myself and didn't pay attention to other things.Indeed, his behavior last night was indeed like a hunger strike or something to express his protest, and it was no wonder that Seth had such a gloomy expression on his face.

The game turned around and looked at the vast and boundless blue sky outside the window.

Connecting with the farthest end of the blue sky is the meandering water surface of the blue Nile River. The water and the sky are the same color, stretching as far as the eye can see. At first glance, it seems that the sky and the earth can extend infinitely.

"Seth, I don't intend to do such a stupid thing."

The violet pupils narrowed slightly, and the golden sunlight that fell into the depths of Brother Wang's pupils made his eyes shine brightly at this moment.

On the slightly childish face is a bright smile that is as clean as the far end where the water and the sky meet, so that there is no trace of gloom.

"I just spent one night trying to figure out something I couldn't figure out."

"whats the matter?"

The great priest is very vigilant.

"You want to know?"

"……Say."

"But I don't want to say it."

"..."

The corner of the priest's lips twitched, resisting the urge to beat someone up, and he stopped talking to the younger brother who looked at him and smiled as if he didn't want to be beaten.

Seth bent down, half-kneeled at Yu Yu's feet, and stretched out his hand to reach for the shackle on his right foot.

The palm of his hand shone with light, and the countless complicated runes on the anklets also emerged as if echoing the light, until it was filled with the light from Seth before it became quiet.

After doing all this, he stood up.

The intricate and detailed magical runes on this shackle must be replenished with magic power regularly.

Seth looked at Wangdi, thinking that Wangdi would show anger because he suffered such an insult, but the reality made him stunned.

Brother Wang smiled and looked at him with bent eyes, showing no sign of displeasure at all, and seemed to be watching him do things with interest.

Although it was the order of the Pharaoh... But Seth did not agree with such an act of imprisoning the younger brother, and he always thought that the younger brother who had always had a high self-esteem would lose his temper because of this.

But now facing the smiling Wang brother, the strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

"Where's Brother Wang?"

Seeing that he was done, Brother Wang immediately asked, with a hopeful look on his face.

"What do you want to do?"

Seth almost reflexively asked with a vigilant look.

"Is it necessary to be so nervous? I don't want to do bad things."

Your words have no credibility at all.

Seth was about to retort with this sentence, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the noisy voice from outside interrupted his intention to speak.

He just turned around, and before he had time to lift his foot to the door, the half-hidden door was suddenly opened.

The Egyptian Pharaoh, who inherited the bloodline of the sun god Ra, appeared at the door bathed in sunlight, and the golden ornaments affixed to his light brown skin shone with beautiful pure golden brilliance.

Even under the warm sunlight, the crimson cold pupils that could not see the slightest warmth stared at the younger brother and the great priest in the room, and the latter two just stayed where they were because of astonishment and did not react.

The young pharaoh turned around cleanly as his eyes glanced over the shiny black anklets.

"Time to go, Seth."

When he said this, it sounded as if he came here only to find his great priest.

Seth, who had never thought that the pharaoh would come here to look for him, still hadn't recovered yet, but the younger brother who was standing opposite Seth and closer to the door suddenly came to his senses.

Seeing that he was still racking his brains just now to think about how to make the person brought by Seth right in front of him and about to leave, although the young Wangdi hadn't turned his mind, his body had subconsciously started to move.

"Wait... wait a minute, Brother Wang!"

Jump over.

He hugged Atum's waist.

Hold on desperately.

Such a sudden action caused Seth, who was planning to keep up with the pharaoh, to withdraw his foot that was just about to step out, as if he only wanted to put more distance between him and the king.

Obviously feeling the warm body in his embrace froze, Yuyu opened his eyes.

His cheeks were pressed tightly against Atum's back, and even through the bright red cloak and clothing, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth of the human body coming through.

He looked up.

Atum didn't look back, he could only see the light brown neck with beautiful curves half hidden under the slightly messy hair.

The pure golden earrings swayed slightly around the brown neck, and the reflected light was a bit dazzling.

"Let go."

What the young pharaoh said in an orderly tone was completely ignored by the king's brother.

This sentence made the game hug him tighter reflexively because of worry.

In fact, he didn't have to react like this, because Atum gave the order, but he didn't pull the arms holding him away from Yugi.

Although the so-called strength of the game's so-called tight hug is almost negligible to him...

"what's up?"

After a ridiculous confrontation for a while in full view, the young Pharaoh, who was probably starting to feel impatient, finally spoke again, but he still didn't turn his head to look at his brother who was stuck on his back.

Well, what are you going to do?

Just because I saw Yatum wanting to leave, my brain was full of blood, so I impulsively made this kind of behavior that made the big priest standing next to me look black and twitched. I thought about it seriously, and then thought about it. thought about it.

Then, look up that cute baby face.

"Brother Wang, do you want to have breakfast together?"

Even though he knew that the other party couldn't see him, his big eyes were still staring at the back of Atum's head with obvious expectations.

There was a pause.

The young Pharaoh did not answer right away.

However, during a momentary pause, Yatum suddenly turned around and pushed the game holding him away.

"I'm not free."

The young king replied in this way, staring at his younger brother's bright red pupils indifferently.

The sunlight shining obliquely from behind him made his eyes mostly hidden in the shadows, covering up the trace of anxiety in the depths of his eyes.

The pure golden gold earrings swayed by his ears, illuminating the smaller half of his face, but making the other half of his face hide deeper into the shadows against the background.

Unable to resist the opponent's strong force, Yugi was pushed and staggered back two steps before he stood still, and the chains wrapped around his feet made the sound of iron objects colliding with each other.

But this time, the force wasn't strong enough to push him down.

Yuyu raised his head, and the wind blowing past his cheek lifted his golden hair.He tilted his head slightly, his big eyes looked from below, and the slender eyelashes were clear and distinct under the bright light.

The shadow of the Boy King fell into his light purple pupils, as if shaking in the depths of his eyes.

The young Wangdi walked forward, and he held the opponent's wrist with his outstretched hands.

The boy king's hand seemed to want to push him away again, but at the moment when the warm skins of each other touched, Atum hesitated for a moment, and after this moment passed, the best time for rejection was lost.

Yatum's head moved slightly, because the hair on his forehead slid gently across his chin when Yugi approached. The very familiar feeling made Yatum's heart move, and then he was forcibly suppressed.

The young Pharaoh remained silent.

White porcelain fingers pressed against the cold gold bracelet, and the fingertips were pressed against the warm light brown skin.

The game seems to be able to feel the strong and vital pulse beating under the cold and gorgeous gold bracelet.

He raised his head, and the shattered hair hanging from the young king's cheeks brushed the corners of his eyes, a little itchy.

He could feel the warm breath passing through the hair on his head, which was the trace of life.

But it is a dark graveyard.

The trajectory of fate says nothing can be changed.

【Master of the game, it's useless...】

"Black magician girl, has the long 300 years made you forget what you once had?"

【Master of the game...】

"I will never admit defeat until the last hole card is revealed."

He has always believed.

Even if there is only the last card left, it means infinite possibilities.

A Yu-Gi-Oh Muto game doesn't give up before it's over.

The same goes for the king of Egypt.

The king of Egypt would never see his most important brother step into a dark cemetery.

"So, what about noon?"

no answer.

But the young king did not shake off the hands that held him.

The crimson pupils stared at the lovely face that looked up at him with a soft smile, revealing a bit of complicated expression.

"At night... can't you..."

Still no answer.

But the young king turned his face away and shook off the hands that were holding him.

At the last moment of turning around, the beige left hand lightly landed on his Wangdi's head.

One touch and go.

A tiny green leaf bud flew from nowhere and fell from the beige finger that had just removed it.

It spun and landed slowly under the watchful eyes of Yuyou's light purple eyes that were bent into crescent moons and overflowed with a little bit of a smile.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Seth, who had repeated this question several times in the morning, managed to look away from the departing Pharaoh's back, and stared at Yuyou with twitching eyebrows.

"can not tell?"

The young Wangdi raised his eyebrows, with an expression of 'Can't you even see this?'.

But compared to the vagueness of the previous questions, this time, Brother Wang gave him the answer very simply.

"I'm flattering Brother Wang."

At this moment, not only the corners of the eyes of the Egyptian priest were twitching, but even the corners of his lips were twitching.

Even though the sun was shining so warmly, he still felt a chill rushing through his body.

What is this indescribably weird feeling that makes his scalp tingle...

What the hell is this damn troublesome brother Wang up to...

"I really just want to please Brother Wang so that he won't be angry anymore because I know I was wrong."

The younger brother, who guessed Seth's thoughts from Seth's expression, looked innocent.

This sentence is extremely sincere.

Ghosts believe you!