Pharaoh

The great Egyptian priest dressed in white priestly attire stood at the door of the Pharaoh's bedroom, and glanced coldly at the deserted room because there was no one there.

The maid kneeling at his feet was reporting to him that the pharaoh did not return to the palace to rest last night.

"Last night, Wang was... huh?"

Only halfway through the words, the maid saw the sudden movement of the feet of the great priest in front of her, turned around and walked to the other side.

She raised her head in surprise, but she could only see the back of Priest Seth going away.

"Lord Seth, that, that... the king is..."

Before she had time to tell where the king was, why did Master Seth leave?

The young Egyptian high priest hurried across the white stone corridor, and the maids along the way bowed and stepped aside to get out of the way.

Cyan vines wrap around the white stone, and under the bright but not fiery morning sun, they are so emerald green that they can drip water.

The shadow cast by the stone pillar flitted across Seth's handsome but indifferent face like a horse, making his face momentarily dark and sometimes bright, further highlighting the impatience in his eyes.

Across the two gardens, he stepped over the maid who seemed a little panicked because she had no time to stop his movements, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the gate.

His blue pupils were firmly fixed on the big white bed in the center of the room, and the impatience hidden deep in his eyes revealed little by little, clearly appearing on his face.

He just knew...he just knew!

The shiny black chains spread upwards from under the bed, extending upwards like a creeper and hidden in the soft and white quilt. The end is invisible, but it is more and more intriguing.

The young Pharaoh was lying on his side on the bed, still asleep.

The morning sunlight cast from the skylight illuminated his light brown cheeks, as if reflecting light, making the golden hair hanging down his cheeks shine bright like gold.

The young prince curled up in a ball and nestled in his arms. Even though he seemed to be sleeping soundly, his right hand was unconsciously grabbing Yatum's clothes tightly.

Brother Wang's cheeks were pressed against Atum's light-brown shoulders, because the temperature rising from the contact between their skins made the white complexion appear a faint pink that represented heat.

Just when Seth stared at the two people on the bed with an ugly expression on his face, the eyelashes carrying the sun trembled and suddenly lifted.

The bright red pupils of the young Pharaoh's eyes met the eyes of the high priest staring at him the moment they opened.

For a moment, he immediately looked away.

Because the avoidance was too fast, Seth couldn't judge whether it was inadvertent or deliberate.

The young king's hand that was originally wrapped around his brother's waist moved away calmly, propping up his upper body as if planning to get up.

If Seth hadn't turned his head back at this moment to signal the maids outside the door to help the Pharaoh get up, maybe he could have stolen a look of annoyance from the eyes of the young king whose face was mostly covered by the shadow of the golden forehead.

The light brown slender and beautiful fingers were deeply inserted into the hair, and the young king who messed up his hair stretched his right arm, raised his upper body and sat up.

As soon as the soft and fine pure white linen clothes collapsed, the heavy objects hanging on it pulled most of it down, exposing most of Atum's right shoulder.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the white and soft ball-like hand clenched into a ball and pulling the clothes on his chest.

Because he sat up, the hand hung like this on his chest.

In the depths of the crimson pupils, there seemed to be waves that softly melted away the glamorous tones. The young Pharaoh stretched out his hand to caress the cheek of Zhengxiang's younger brother who was still sleeping on the bed.

He leaned down slightly, the light from the skylight made his forehead hair cast shadows on his face and seemed to soften a little trace of the sharp lip line.

But as soon as he lowered his head, Atum's movements stopped again.

After a while, he straightened up again, withdrew the hand that was stroking his brother's cheek, and broke away the hand that was holding his clothes.

Then, with his back turned to his younger brother, he got out of the bed and never looked back.

The maids who swarmed up skillfully dressed the Pharaoh in the costumes and gold ornaments, and then quickly retreated and knelt aside.

The young Pharaoh glanced at Priest Seth who was waiting outside the door with his head bowed, and was about to walk towards the door——

Hands reaching out from behind him grabbed his left hand.

Just like the moment he was about to leave last night when he suddenly caught him.

Frowning slightly, Atum turned sideways, condescendingly looking down at his younger brother who woke up at some point and got up to grab him.

"Let go."

said the young Pharaoh, commandingly.

Waking up in a daze due to the loud noises from outside, Yuyou opened his eyes and saw the pharaoh standing by the bed with his back turned to him.

Seeing that the other party was about to walk away, he turned over and sat up in surprise, and grabbed the other party's hand.

Feeling that the grasping hand moved, as if it was about to break free, Yu Yu immediately subconsciously grasped a little tighter.

"Wang, Brother Wang..."

The young Wang brother raised his face and met the young Wang's displeased eyes.

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, and there was still a bit of sleep mist in those wide-open eyes.

It looks as translucent as a purple grape stained with dew, and the wetness is really appetizing.The shadow cast by the slender eyelashes gives people a round feeling that is really held in the palm of the hand.

"Take me with you, okay?"

He whispered that the look in Atum's eyes was timid because he had no confidence.

Then, as if afraid of Atum's misunderstanding, he immediately added a sentence weakly.

"It doesn't matter if the handcuffs are not taken off."

Yatum raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting that the game said this sentence.

Just now he thought that Brother Wang wanted to cancel the confinement order by himself with that hesitant look, and he felt uncomfortable.

Not only him, even Seth standing outside the door showed a surprised expression on his face, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Wang Di in the room.

"Don't sleep?"

Atum asked.

He is very aware of his brother's bad habit of staying in bed early in the morning. In the past, he used to forcibly pull You up from the bed and take him away to accompany him.

At that time, his younger brother was quite reluctant.

As soon as he said that, he saw Wang Di shaking his head vigorously to express his determination.

"Take me with you, please, brother Wang."

Finding that Atum showed no sign of anger after hearing his request, Yugi became bolder and louder.

"I'll be very honest, just stay by your side and don't go anywhere...I'll go wherever you go."

The young Wangdi raised his face, and looked at Atum expectantly with his big purple grape-like eyes that were alluring and appetizing.

"It's okay to lock me here at night, but Brother Wang also needs to be here."

You Yu tries to express his determination, but he doesn't know that his appearance makes others wonder.

After reacting, seeing the confusion in Atum's eyes, Yuyou suddenly realized that he seemed to be acting a little too much, but he didn't dare to explain.

[Brother Wang can't use magic power if I'm not here. If Bakula comes in at this time, the great priest can't resist it, it's bad! 】If he dared to say this, not to mention what the other great priests would think, I'm afraid that Yatum, who has super self-esteem, would turn his face on him immediately.

Thinking of this, the game quickly added another sentence.

"I just want to take a walk outside, just bask in the sun, and do nothing else."

He stared at Atum anxiously.

"Brother Wang..."

The young king looked at him without answering, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

The female officer Tia standing aside looked at Brother Wang, then at Wang, gritted her teeth and stood up nervously and knelt down.

She said, "My lord, staying in the room all the time...it's not good for His Royal Highness's health."

The young pharaoh still didn't speak, he glanced at the female officer, and suddenly turned and bent down.

Seeing him suddenly bend down with his arms around him, You You thought he was about to kiss her, so he closed his eyes nervously, and his shoulders tensed subconsciously.

But in the next second, he felt a warm hand touch his right foot, and with a thud, Yuyou opened his eyes, and happened to see the end of the shiny black chain connected to the anklet being opened.

I just felt a lightness on my feet, as if there was something loose in my heart.

A burst of joy flooded from all over his body, and the overjoyed Yugi immediately reached out and hugged Atum who was standing in front of him, smiling happily, and rubbed him vigorously by the way.

The young king looked down at the immature face with a bright smile on the golden pectoral on his chest, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the bright red pupils.

His gaze landed on the black anklet that was still on his brother's right ankle, showing a little hesitation, and then quickly looked away.

Then, he pushed away his younger brother who was holding him.

"Change quickly."

"Okay~~"

Today is not the day to go to the main hall to discuss government affairs, so the young pharaoh just took his brother to the room where government affairs are usually handled.

The game is quite familiar with this place. Seeing that Atum had already sat on the throne and started to deal with affairs, he honestly took the initiative to shrink down and sit in the left corner of the throne, which was long enough for a person to lie down.

After a while, he saw an acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time come in.

Priest Mahat raised his eyes and saw Wang Di sitting on it smiling at himself, looking a little surprised.

After hesitating for a while, Mahat bowed his head to pay tribute, but he avoided Wang Di's eyes unnaturally, apparently still having a knot in his heart.

Yu Yu was startled, and lowered his head unnaturally.

It was precisely because he knew Mahat's loyalty to Yatum that he desperately threatened Mahat with Yatum's life.

For Mahart, such unforgivable things certainly cannot be easily let go.

Since he came back to the palace, he had never seen Mahat come to see him, and Mahat probably didn't know how to face him.

And he... now he doesn't know how to explain it.

You You leaned against the armrest of the throne for a while, and because he got up too early in the morning and was a little sleepy, he fell asleep again in a daze.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but he felt something soft touch his cheek, rubbing against the corner of his lips.Yu Yu let out a slight hum from his throat, moved his face, trying to avoid it, but the soft and warm thing came over and continued to rub against his cheek.

"...Brother Wang?...It's so itchy..."

Suddenly, a few clear coughs woke up the half-awake game from a dazed state.

He rubbed his eyes, only felt that the lips were still rubbing against his own cheeks, so he snorted again.

"Brother Wang, I have said that this is very..."

Halfway through the words got stuck, You You opened his eyes wide, and what magnified in front of his face was a little black cat that put its fluffy head against his nose and kept licking his cheeks.

"Meow~~"

Little Emma, ​​who was completely unaffected by the weird situation at the moment, continued happily licking her little master whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Brother Wang, who was completely frozen, turned his head and glanced at his neck——

The eyes of the pharaoh sitting opposite him and the priests standing below were either calm, surprised, half-smile or angry.

The other maids and servants stood indifferently, staring straight ahead, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

boom!

Even though most of the young brother Wang's face was blocked by the little black cat, it was instantly burnt to a fiery red hue.

He decisively picked up Emma, ​​jumped off the throne, and rushed into the small room next to him, closing the door with a bang to block the view of the crowd.

The young Pharaoh looked away calmly, and continued to process the case file in front of him.

Seth, who coughed hard a few times, also withdrew his indisputable gaze, and glared at Isis, who had been smiling but not smiling since the Pharaoh's order to bring Emma to the prince just now. .

Isis turned her head and pretended not to know.

Instead, Mahat looked at the pharaoh for a while and then at the closed gate, with a complicated look on his face.

On the inside of the gate, which cuts off the eyes of others, the young Wangdi slid down with his back leaning against the gate.

He just sat on the ground like this, holding his head in self-loathing and self-disgust.

This time, I was really ashamed and humiliated——

Feeling his toes being licked by something warm, Yuyou raised his head and stared angrily at the little black cat rubbing its fluffy head against his calf.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he lifted it into the air by the fur of the nape of its neck, grinding his teeth and looking at it bitterly.

"Meow meow~~~"

The little kitten, completely unaware that he had caused the little master to lose face, barked joyfully at its little master, and opened its golden round eyes wide.

The game carried it and swung it in the air like this, Emma's short black legs fluttered in the air, dizzy from being shaken but unable to break free.

"Meow?"

Its round clear eyes looked at the little master who tormented it with aggrieved eyes, its little fluffy ears trembled, and it looked innocent.

This pitiful demeanor made Yu You embarrassed to continue to toss it, so he had to put it down, but couldn't hold his breath, so he had to ravage Emma's little head hard.

Probably seeing that the little master was angry, the little black cat came over again, clung to Brother Wang and rubbed him flatteringly.

"Meow~~~Meow~~~"

play with me play with me~~~

Youyou poked Emma's soft forehead with his index finger angrily, and then heaved a long sigh.

He looked up at the vast blue sky outside the window, and his eyes wandered far away.

【I don’t know what’s going on with the black magician girl...】

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In the gorgeous and exquisite small temple hidden in the depths of the vine forest, the Egyptian prince with dark purple pupils sat on the throne at the highest place of the temple.

The pure gold Eye of Horus headdress shone golden on his forehead, and he looked down from the countless kneeling people at his feet from aloof.

Behind him, the tall statue of the sun god Ra stands on the stone wall of the temple, overlooking all living beings.

The sun shining through the huge hollowed-out eyes of the God Ra statue just happened to shine on the throne, and the beam of light shrouded the prince's body.

"The time has come, Prince."

A pale-haired old man was kneeling on the ground, holding a long scepter in his hand.

The clothes on his body showed his identity as a great priest.

There are dozens of great priests in Egypt, but only six of them were granted the golden artifact.

The old priest supported Akhnadine's ascension to the throne, but fled the palace after failing. Now he wants to assist Akhnadine's son to ascend the throne.

"Avenge your father, take back the throne that should belong to you—"

The long-term lurking and secret expansion have allowed their underground anti-pharaoh forces to develop by leaps and bounds, and after welcoming the prince back three years ago, this huge force even eliminated all dissidents under the leadership of the prince. The traitors have almost leapfrog power expansion.

Now, the time for revenge has come.

The old priest rejoiced that His Royal Highness possessed the wisdom and strength not inferior to or better than King Akhnadin.

If the people who greeted the prince three years ago were all loyal to the dead King Akhnadine or people with ulterior motives, then all the people kneeling in this temple at this moment are loyal to the moment sitting on the throne high above with all their bodies and souls the prince of the people.

"Soon, the son of the usurper will go to the Valley of the Kings to commemorate the death of the usurper."

For a long time, they have regarded themselves as supporters of the orthodox Egyptian royal family, calling the current pharaoh the son of the usurper.

"Our people have already sneaked into the royal capital in batches."

At this moment, there are at least three great priests who can summon monsters in the capital, and on their side, the only one who can summon monsters is the prince.

To reverse this unfavorable situation, the only place to choose the Valley of the Kings, where monsters cannot be summoned and magic power can be used, is to be chosen as the location for the decisive battle.

As long as the son of the usurper is killed before the army arrives, the prince they are loyal to can become Pharaoh in a dignified way.

The prince sitting on the throne glanced at the people kneeling in the temple with his sharp deep purple eyes, his face was gentle and indifferent, but the light falling from his head was too dazzling, making it difficult to see Understand his meaningful eyes.

Then, he nodded slightly.

Beside his ears, the gold earrings in the shape of the talisman of life swayed as he nodded.

It refracted a ray of light and pierced into the eyes of Raz who was standing in the lower left corner looking up at him with complicated eyes.

Among the crowd who cheered excitedly after obtaining the prince's permission, the silence of Raz standing in the corner was so inconspicuous.

She lowered her head, seemingly absent-mindedly thinking about something.

Huh huh huh huh——

How is this going?

Is this master going to fight that master!

How, how, how, what to do———

Ahhh, this is absolutely impossible, I have to go back and tell the game owner!

The thumb-sized black magician girl, invisible to everyone, was originally floating above her master's shoulders, and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded seeing this situation.

She trembled, and immediately turned around and flew up, wishing she could return to Yu Yu immediately.

But she only floated up a little, and an invisible force imprisoned her in the air, unable to move.

The familiar force made her cry and look at her master with a cute little face.

But her master didn't look at her, his eyes still fell on the people kneeling at his feet.

On the white-skinned chest with the golden pectoral, a sharp golden light flashed across the golden eyes, which was as sharp as the eyes in the deep purple eyes.

Sorry for the game.

This is my war with him.