Pharaoh

【You are my younger brother. 】

【I will protect you. 】

He remembered this sentence, but he never took it to heart.

That day, a sword pierced his heart, he thought it had become a joke.

It's just that he didn't realize that a promise should be borne by both parties.

The short sword held in both hands gradually turned into fine sand from the end and fell into the air, leaving a not-so-shallow mark where the sword tip pierced, but the edge of the scar did not ooze blood. It was a scar that was stabbed just now, more like a scar that had healed for a long time.

The figures of the people around them, who seemed to be frozen in time, also gradually disappeared from the soles of their feet, disintegrating into sand.

The hard barriers of this small, illusory world are as fragile as bubbles and will burst at the touch of a button.

After the dagger in his hand disappeared completely, the young Wangdi stared blankly at the horrific scar right under his eyes, and finally couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to touch it. one touch.

The right hand that was about to touch the scar was suddenly grabbed by someone, and Yugi raised his head.

The bright red pupils above reflected his face deeply, and there was a puzzled look in the eyes of the young pharaoh.

"How do you..."

A sentence of inquiry came to an abrupt end.

The young Pharaoh seemed to have remembered something. He stared at the younger brother who shouldn't be here, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

The crimson hue in the pupils seemed to be condensed, and it was even more intense and colorful.

His hand holding the game's wrist hangs firmly in mid-air, motionless.

But his increasingly ugly expression and the turbulent undercurrent in his eyes showed his complex and turbulent emotions at the moment.

The young Pharaoh stood there with embarrassment in his eyes and anger on his face.

The more he remembered everything, the more intense the anger in his chest burned.

Ever since he was a child, he has never been so humiliated and ruined like this time.

He stared at his younger brother, with an expression on his face as if he had been slapped severely in the face, and his eyes were very gloomy.

Then, he shook off Yu Yu's hand, turned his head and walked to the other side.

"After you go out, you leave immediately."

He said that the sideways head left most of the back of the head for the game, and the pure golden forehead hair swept back blocked the small half of the side cheek.

In the vast and vast palace that was already empty, only the footsteps of the Boy King echoed in the emptiness.

The eyes of the young brother standing behind him narrowed slightly, the bright red hue of the flying cloak passed over the light purple pupils, and there was still a little redness in the eye sockets, which made the face look more immature.

It's just that the eyes of the reflection of the bright red cloak flitted past showed a somewhat dazed look. You seemed to want to reach out and grab the cloak that flew past, but the hand that was just raised slightly stopped abruptly.

"Where do you want me to go?"

The young Wang Di asked, the expression in his eyes was a little dim.

"Lower Egypt."

answered the young Pharaoh.

Brother Wang didn't answer, but bit his lower lip fiercely.

He looked at the Young King's back, with a stubborn look on his face.

He said, "I'm not going."

As soon as the words fell, the Pharaoh, whose back was turned to Yuyu, suddenly turned halfway around, and stretched out his left hand to grab the clothes on Yuyu's chest.

With a sudden force, he easily pulled the whole person of the game over.

The young Pharaoh stared at his younger brother, his crimson pupils showed a ferocity that the game had almost never seen before.

"You've seen all my jokes, isn't that enough?"

Yatum said that although his voice was flat and deep, every word seemed to be pressed from the depths of his throat.

Although it is a question, it uses an affirmative tone.

Extremely compelling and chilling.

The embarrassment and anger in the eyes were brewing and rolling in the depths of the crimson pupils, and a hint of resentment was gradually brewing.

As the supreme pharaoh of Egypt, he has always been the god worshiped by the Egyptians.

Even if it was his royal family, they would try their best to flatter them in front of him and dare not offend them in the slightest.

There are countless people who hate him, but they can only prostrate at his feet and linger on.

His pride stems from his self-confidence.

But this time, everything that happened almost shattered his pride.

Controlled by the flaws that should have been surrendered to his golden artifact, he lived a life of being deceived in the illusion like a fool.

And all of this was nakedly displayed in front of his brother, whom he least wanted to see.

He never thought that he would be humiliated to such an extent one day.

And the person who made him feel embarrassed——

The clothes on the chest were tightly grabbed, and it was so tight that it was difficult to breathe.

Because the clothes are being pulled upwards, and the body is also lifted upwards, the young Wangdi can only stand on tiptoe with great effort, leaning his body upwards as much as possible in an uncomfortable posture, so that the clothes that tightened him can be slightly lifted. Take it easy.

He raised his head, his face froze when he saw the traces of deep humiliation in the crimson pupil showing a bit of resentment.

His lips trembled, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

"I...I didn't..."

The chill gushing from the bottom of his heart made him unable to speak smoothly for a while.

Before he could finish speaking, Atum pushed him aside impatiently and let go of his hand holding the clothes on his chest.

"Go to Egypt."

The young Pharaoh said, his voice indifferent, he turned his head to the side and didn't want to watch the game anymore.

Pushed away, the unsteady Yugi staggered back a few steps, his chest was loosened, and he gasped for breath.

He covered his chest with his hands, but he couldn't restrain the panic that spread from the depths of his chest to his whole body.

The resentment that he saw from Yanhong's eyes just now made his fingertips feel a little cold.

……no……

Can't……

He didn't allow him to look at him with that look!

When he heard Pharaoh utter those words, the young king took a half-breath while panting, paused, and then continued.

The violet color in his eyes became darker and darker in the moment he inhaled, the rich and deepening tone.

"I'm not going."

He said, with a gentle tone, but revealed a bit of unusual unyielding rigidity.

"I'm the king's younger brother recognized by the Egyptians. I won't go to Egypt even if I rely on the king. Can you let someone tie me up?"

"Aren't you afraid that news of the persecution of Brother Wang will spread and damage your reputation?"

He raised his head, and met Atum's cold and powerful eyes with crimson pupils.

The corners of his lips suddenly curved up a little.

"And, brother Wang, don't forget, you can't do without me."

The young Wangdi said that his words were firm and rebellious.

With his head held high, he stared at the young Pharaoh without showing any weakness.He looked calm, but the hands on his side were clenched into fists and the white knuckles were hidden behind him.

"You can't use your power without me."

He said, "Even if you hate me, you must keep me by your side!"

In the dazzlingly bright and majestic hall, the pure golden Eye of Horus headdress was so dazzling that people couldn't see the expression on the face of the silent young Pharaoh.

It's just that the pair of scorching ruby-like pupils pierced Wang Di's face like a sharp knife through the gap in the golden forehead hair.

That daunting and powerful gaze once again made the young Wang Di laugh.

He took a step forward and stared at the other party without blinking, but what he said was likely to set off a bomb that would once again set off the pharaoh's anger.

He said: "Even if I did use you as a substitute for that person, so what?"

His violet pupils met the crimson pupils without blinking, and repeated.

"Even if I really regarded you as that person before... so what?"

He spoke very lightly, but he articulated every word clearly, as if he wanted Atum to hear him clearly, and he wanted to arouse Atum's anger on purpose.

"I take you as him, why not?"

He took another step forward, approaching the young pharaoh, and stuck very close to him.

The slender eyelashes were half covered, his eyes were narrowed slightly, and the slight arc of the corners of his lips raised again made his original immature face look strange because of the flash of light passing under his eyes.

"If I die, and you see a person exactly like me, wouldn't you think that person is me?"

What's more, in his opinion, they are the same person.

"Even if I regarded you as him at the beginning, the person who has been by my side for such a long time... who is it?"

He took another step closer, with a pressing posture.

Although they had to raise their heads because of their height, they looked at each other with a boldness not at all inferior to Pharaoh's.

"The man I would have saved if I could have taken my life, the man I would have forgiven if it took my life, the man who kept me in Egypt—you've always been by my side, don't you know that who!"

"Can't you understand such a simple thing?"

The king of Egypt stretched out his hands, grabbed the clothes on the young king's chest, and ruthlessly pulled his head off.

"It was you who said you wanted to protect me, it was you who forcibly left me, it was you who told me not to leave, you said I was the king's brother of Egypt, and you made me your king's brother - how dare you now? Say no to me!"

"Are you blaming me?"

The boy king stared at You Yu's crimson pupils with still icy eyes, but at this moment, he concealed a complex expression.

At this moment, their faces were very close to each other, and the tip of their noses almost touched, and they could almost feel the temperature of each other's breath.

"Still threatening me?"

"That's right, I'm blackmailing you!"

The young Wangdi stared back at him without showing any weakness, not hiding the anger in his eyes at all.

"I am also your younger brother, the royal family of Egypt! If you dare to drive me away..."

He gritted his teeth fiercely, took a breath, and roared out in one breath regardless.

"If you dare to drive me away, when I arrive in Lower Egypt, I will immediately revolt and bring people back to Thebes to overthrow you and usurp your throne. I will be the Pharaoh myself!!!"

He was drinking in anger at the time, but as soon as he uttered these words, his whole body froze when he realized what he said.

The waking up of reason was like a basin of cold water cooling his heart, the anger in his stomach dissipated, and the hand that was holding the clothes on Atum's chest became stiff and loosened like a cramp.

The courage he had worked up for a while was exhausted, and he raised his eyes in fear and looked up, resigned to his fate, waiting for Atum's monstrous anger to burn him to ashes.

The young Pharaoh looked down at him, his handsome light brown face showed obvious astonishment because of what he just said.

Then, Atum frowned tightly, and raised his right hand to cover his lips while covering the lower half of his face.

The Boy King turned his head to the side to avoid watching the game, with a wrinkled forehead, slightly distorted eyebrows, and the clenched fist at his side.

The punch probably trembled slightly because of extreme anger.

He tilted his head sideways, his right hand on his lips blocked most of his face, and the golden hair hanging down from his forehead made his crimson eyes faintly visible.

The young Pharaoh remained silent, without saying a word, as if he was trying to suppress his anger that was reaching its limit.

This weird atmosphere made Yu Yu even more frightened, trying to grab Atum's arm and trying to explain, but Atum seemed unwilling to listen to his explanation.

When the game turns to the right, he turns his face to the left.

Turning to the left, he turned his face to the right.

In short, he just didn't want to look at Yu Yu's face, it seemed that he was so disgusted with him that he didn't even want to look at it again.

"Uh... that, Brother Wang, wait, I, I for a while..."

The young brother Wang was at a loss for a while, he waved his hands vigorously, trying hard to swallow the few words that blurted out without thinking.

He is like a puppy abandoned by his owner, only to walk around the owner tearfully.

"I didn't mean to—I didn't mean it, I was just out of breath..."

"I will never usurp the throne... woo..."

Stuttering and unable to explain clearly, Yu You felt like his head was about to explode.

As soon as the anger arose, he said the kind of words that were almost threatening, no wonder Brother Wang was so angry that he didn't want to look at him again.

"me……"

He clearly knew what Brother Wang was most taboo about, but he bumped into something, and it can only be said that it was his own fault.

Youyou was so guilty, he had a headache for a while, and finally couldn't bear the extremely weird atmosphere, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yatum's right arm, hanging on him and pulling hard.

He looked directly at Atum with a look of resignation, and opened his mouth to speak clearly, just to be frank and lenient.

But when he saw the expression on Yatum's face, Wang Di's face changed from red to blue, from green to white, from white to black, and it was so beautiful.

The arrogance of his whole body, which he had finally mustered up with great difficulty, was completely vented in an instant, and he looked at his brother Wang with big violet eyes, showing a look of extreme grievance.

"...Brother Wang."

It was the moaning and aggrieved voice of the little king in Egypt who was so weak that he couldn't be weaker.

"puff."

This is the answer that the Pharaoh of Egypt did not answer.