Pharaoh

He got up too early in the morning and is still sleepy, so he wanted to use the excuse of squatting for a while to escape from the trap of the irritable high priest and the female guard who was not to be outdone, and fled to High Priest Simon standing in the middle of the long table. Shrunk beside Simon.

He sat down and let out a breath.

Glancing to the left, the crimson pupils gave him a cold look, then turned away with a soft snort and ignored him.

Glancing to the right, the dark purple eyes were slightly bent to look at him, and there was a smile that saw through him.

The young brother Wang rubbed his temples that were swollen and painful, feeling innocent.

It's not my fault, who made you become two and still make the current confrontation!

He held his breath and thought, the two of them stopped peeking, just lowered their heads and kept silent.

After receiving the master's signal, Raz retreated and stopped entanglement. Seeing the king's brother running to the high priest, he couldn't say anything more. Although the young high priest also fell silent, two hot eyes shot at the game. Game fidgets on his back like it's about to be scorched.

He turned his head and glared at Seth angrily, then turned his head and simply lay down on the table, burying his head in his arms like an ostrich.

Do whatever you want--

He groaned so much that he wanted to pretend to be asleep, but it was true that he got up too early today and fell asleep on his stomach in a daze.

Unknowingly, he entered his consciousness space, thinking about when the negotiation war outside would end, in order not to be affected by Chi Yu, he felt that it would be safer to stay here for a while before going out.

Hmm... In fact, if one ignores the pungent sarcasm of a snake demon, this place is quite comfortable.

He was able to re-enter this space or he bumped back by mistake when he wanted to bring Dia back.

Although the other self was no longer in his body, the vast and boundless ancient Egyptian labyrinth-like dark room still remained.

It is now the residence of Diabondo who cannot go to the Monster World because he is not a pure monster.

And compared to the game room, Dia seems to be more willing to stay there-well, in fact, Dia does not match his room.

Holding the soft chestnut ball pillow and rolling on the soft big white bed for a long time, squinting comfortably.

Since I came to ancient Egypt, I slept on hard stone beds or wooden beds every day.Although I got used to it later, the game actually still misses the modern spring bed.

In ancient Egypt, where bronze wares are still the mainstream and black iron wares are basically high-end weapons, even if he is a younger brother, he can't ask craftsmen to make springs... Besides, he doesn't know what springs are. What kind of alloy is it.

After squinting his eyes and hugging the chestnut ball pillow on the bed, he thought wildly for a long time, and probably got tired of rolling, so he got up by himself.

And Dia, who was forcibly brought to this room because of the arrival of the game, flicked her long snake tail boredly.

Because the tail was too long, with a sweep, several toys scattered on the ground were knocked into the air.

"What are these things?"

Dia frowned, her words were full of disgust.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, You You casually glanced at the few things that were swept away.

"The round one is a football."

"?"

"And that one is Transformers."

"??"

"PS2...um...it's a pity that I don't know why I can't play it."

"???"

Why can he understand everything this guy said, but he can't understand the words put together?

Dia glanced at Youyou angrily, and felt that it was a stupid decision for him to talk to Youyou, so he turned his head away, and didn't bother to speak again.

But he decided that keeping silent is a golden virtue, but in this game, his eyes suddenly lit up when his eyes glanced randomly——

His gaze was fixed on a small metal box on the desk, and he almost couldn't wait to put the chestnut ball pillow in his hand on the bed and ran over.

The pile of cards in the metal box he opened gave Yugi a big smile.

Before Diya came back to his senses, he suddenly found that Yuyu was rushing in front of him holding a box containing a bunch of pieces of paper.

"Dia~~ Let's play this duel card game~~~"

The big violet eyes reveal the watery look of a puppy dog ​​begging for reason, begging to pet his head and begging to play with me.

The young prince who leaned in front of Dia with his cute face looking up in anticipation was now only missing a little tail wagging desperately behind him to show his affection to Dia.

Because that immature face shone so brightly and dazzlingly that the Thief King almost retreated in an instant——

No!

No matter whether he was defeated by such games repeatedly as a human being or as a monster, he had suffered countless misfortunes, so Dia, who now had some resistance, hardened his heart decisively, ignoring the big eyes that flashed in front of him.

With a cold snort, Dia glanced at the pile of unknown papers, curled his mouth, and showed a look of disdain on his dark brown and stern face.

"I don't care about this kind of rubbish—"

The remaining half of the words were forced to be swallowed hard by the scorching heat and oppressive feeling brought by the sudden and soundless blazing flames around the young king brother.

The young brother Wang still had crooked smiling eyes, raised lips, and a childish and lovely face that seemed harmless to humans and animals, smiling brightly.

It's just that at this moment, for some reason, Dia's keen sense of being a monster made him reflexively stuck the remaining half of the words of disgust and spit in his throat.

"...Well, my uncle is bored anyway, so it's good to pass the time."

The sharply increased and strong sense of crisis sensed by the sixth sense made Uncle Dia make the right choice.

"Then let me talk about the rules first."

"Hey."

The unwilling Uncle Dia casually listened to the rules of the game commentary.

……

"Okay, so weak—how long do you have to talk about simple things?"

Uncle Diya, who replaced the word "retarded" under Wang Di's gaze, snorted dissatisfiedly.

……

"...!"

Uncle Dia threw away his armor.

"I still don't believe it!"

Uncle Dia, who was KO'd again, was defeated.

"Come again!"

Uncle Dia, who was killed once again, fell into a state of panic.

...after the above dialogue is repeated indefinitely...

"Yeah? Do you want to continue?"

"Come again-"

A certain thief king, who had lost countless times and had completely gone berserk, gritted his teeth viciously and stared at his opponent with sinister eyes.

And Wang Di, who felt that bullying newcomers was not kind, so he no longer wanted to continue, tilted his head while holding the four cards in his hand, showing a helpless look.

"Dia, how many more times do you want to play?"

"Until I beat you!"

"..."

Doesn't it never stop?

The cocooned brother Wang is in deep self-reflection.

On the other side, the younger brother and his new monster are fighting lively. On the other side, in the reality of the confrontation, the two sides are almost sneering and sarcastic, and they are fighting endlessly.

The light-brown boy Wang pursed his lips slightly, making that handsome face look a bit colder. He sat in an upright posture with his arms resting on the armrests, without saying a word, his eyes slanted to one side .

The fair-skinned young king lowered his head slightly, with a slightly lazy posture, resting his cheeks with one hand, half-covering his eyes with slender eyelashes, and his eyes also fell to the other side.

They allowed their subordinates to talk to each other, but they seemed to have their own considerations, and they never opened their mouths.

Gradually, impatience gradually appeared in their eyes, and it seemed that they were unwilling to spend it in vain.

When the brown-skinned young king stood up, the fair-skinned young king also stood up.

The hands raised almost at the same time made the noisy room instantly silent.

Everyone obeyed the master's order, bowed their heads and retreated in unison.

At this moment, only slight breathing could be heard in the entire room.

It was even the sound of static electricity as the two young kings collided with each other, as if they could feel the silence.

Although it was silent, the sense of oppression between the two expanded the moment the two got up, and the confrontation between the two gave people a more awe-inspiring force that even the air froze.

Although the two of them were silent and seemed absent-minded some time ago, they had already listened to the conversations of each other's subordinates, and thus guessed the other's thoughts or bottom line.

The subordinate's words often represent the meaning of the other party.

Now that they have roughly judged the attitude of the other party, there is no need to waste any more time.

"I renounce my right to succession to the throne."

Straight to the point, simple and clear.

"I can now go to Ra's temple and make my oath if necessary."

"No need."

The answer on this side is also clean and neat.

"You just need to promise me that you can fully control the forces that secretly oppose the Egyptian royal family."

"can."

The fair-skinned young king simply made a promise.

In three sentences, he no longer has the rights of the Egyptian royal family.

But in exchange, he can still use the name of 'Aden' to secretly win over and absorb those forces who try to rebel against the current Egyptian royal family, as the underground king of Egypt.

Instead of letting those underground dark forces fight against the Egyptian royal family in pieces, it is better for him to take it under control, so that the harm of those forces can be minimized.

Even, after taking full control, it can be completely destroyed at once.

Isis came out, and she looked at the fair-skinned young man who seemed to be smiling but the smile didn't seep into his eyes, her slender eyebrows were severely frowned, and her gaze became more and more complicated.

This person was so similar to her king, to the point where she subconsciously did not dare to oppose him, who was already used to obeying the king.

Maybe it's not just her, even Mahat and Seth feel this way.

It is precisely because of this that they always subconsciously avoid confronting this person.

However, at this moment, she had to ask a very important question - the key to reaching the content of this negotiation.

"You..." Isis opened her mouth, but when the deep purple pupils glanced at her condescendingly, she felt guilty for some reason, and changed the words into a respectful title.

"Can you guarantee that your subordinates have no objection to your decision?"

Among the people standing opposite, there was even a powerful existence like the older priest, and they chose to assist that one in order to help him ascend to the throne.

But now that their master has voluntarily given up the right to inherit the throne, there must be some people who are unwilling or disagree.

"What are you talking about, Isis?"

The dark purple pupils glanced at the familiar face of the priestess, and the corners of the fair-skinned boy king's mouth slightly raised.

He seemed to be smiling, but the look in his slightly curved smiling eyes was so cold that it made people shudder.

"Do you think those who disobeyed me can still survive by my side?"

It seems to be a question sentence, but it uses an affirmative tone.

The people who are following him now are all the most loyal subordinates who obey him unconditionally.

Isis shut up and retreated quietly.She would not be so stupid as to suspect that this person was deceiving them in order to turn around and seize the throne after completely controlling the underground dark forces.

She could see that although this person and Wang's personalities seemed to be somewhat different, the arrogance in his bones was the same.

That full of courage made them always talk about what they said.

And if this person really wants to fight for the throne desperately, there is no need to beat around the bush.

An Osiris sky dragon, no matter how powerful it is, it will only disappear in an instant.

"So that's all for today."

The young pharaoh put his hand on the table and made a final decision.

The most important thing has been decided, so the trivial details only need to come forward.

He turned sideways, and the bright red cloak flew up behind him, and when it fell slowly in the next moment, it had already softly brushed over the white arm of the young prince lying on the table.

The pharaoh who came to his brother pressed his shoulders, intending to wake up the sleeping brother.

"I renounce my status as a royal."

On the opposite side, the boy king with purple pupils who was still sitting there looked over, the corners of his lips brushed by golden hair seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"But I haven't given up my identity as the brother of the game."

"He is the younger brother who can live in the palace dignifiedly."

answered the young Pharaoh.

——Different from you who have no real identity, the prince of Egypt should and must stay in the palace——

Unaware that he had once again become the focus of everyone, Brother Wang groaned softly, moved his head buried in his arms, and slowly lifted it up after a while.

He rubbed his eyes that were still closed, raised his eyes and showed a bright smile to the young pharaoh who was looking down at him, and then looked left and right for a long time.

"Um... are you finished?"

Brother Wang, who came to the correct conclusion based on the situation at the scene, raised his arms and stretched himself, trying to wake up his sleepy mind.

"Phew... it's good when you finish talking..."

Now it's my turn after you've finished speaking, but I still have a lot of questions to ask.

Thinking like this, Yugi subconsciously looked in the direction of the other person, but just before he turned his gaze to the target, suddenly the scenery in front of him flickered, and a 360-degree flip——

To be precise, what turned the scene in front of him upside down was the change of his body position.

A big dark brown hand that suddenly stretched out from behind him hugged and pulled at the waist, and immediately made Yu Yu's body turn around.

His body was lifted high all of a sudden, and his unstable balance made him subconsciously reach out and wrap his arms around the light brown strong shoulders that were at the height of his chest before he could even utter an exclamation.

"Wang...brother Wang?"

He looked down in a little bewilderment, his hands were still clinging tightly to the light-brown shoulders, not daring to let go.

He turned his head sideways, and what he felt against the chin next to the other's ear was the slightly itchy feeling of the other's hair being scratched.

When he found himself being picked up by Yatum in the posture of holding a child, the face of Wang Di, who was under the eyes of everyone, turned red and wanted to struggle immediately.

But the strong light brown arms that forcibly hugged him held him tightly, making him unable to break free.

And just as he tried to struggle, the feeling of unbalance made him reflexively hugged his brother Wang's shoulder again, not daring to move again.

Yatum walked outside holding the game like this.

Yu Yu was at a loss and looked towards the direction of the other him who was getting farther and farther away from him, only to see the eyes on that familiar handsome face bent towards him.

Before the person was carried out of the room, he only had time to see the other party's gesture of seeing you later.

The young Pharaoh strode in the corridor, and the guards on the side cast surprised glances, making Yu Yu feel uncomfortable, and his face became more and more red.

He tugged Atum's clothes hard, causing Atum to stop temporarily.

"Brother Wang..." he begged in a low voice, "will you let me down?"

This... is really not an ordinary embarrassment!

The young pharaoh turned his head and gave him a cold look.

"Can't run around?"

"what?"

What is running around?

Yugi stared at Atum inexplicably, unable to understand the meaning of the other party for a while.

But although I didn't understand what Atum meant, but I saw that Atum had the intention to take another step forward and there was a large hall where the crowd gathered——

Although he had already lost all his face when he was carried out by the Pharaoh, but in order not to completely lose his face, the always dull brother's brain was brought to the extreme at this moment and he resolutely opened his mind.

"No! Absolutely not! I'll just stay by Brother Wang's side and not go anywhere!"

On the other side, in the room where only one person was left at the moment when his subordinates were asked to retreat, two faint shadows suddenly appeared behind the purple-eyed boy king.

The pink maiden floated behind her master, her lovely face wrinkled bitterly.

"Is this okay? Master."

"what do you mean?"

"Ah... the master's game master was taken away by that master, master, you and the game master and that master..."

The black magician girl, who felt awkward no matter how she said it, choked out a half-sentence and then silenced it.

Touching her head, the pink girl, who was already confused about her current state, had a troubled look on her face.

"It doesn't matter."

"Hey?"

"I know every move of 'me' 3000 years ago better than anyone else."

The hands on the table crossed their fingers, and the Pharaoh who had been revived from the underworld showed the most gentle smile on the handsome white-skinned face.

He seemed to be planning to leave here too, stood up and walked forward, the pure white cloak fluttering behind him.

The moment he was about to walk out of the room, he turned his head and glanced at the pink girl who was still floating in the room.

Because of the sideways movement, the gently curving blond hair brushed against the flowing dark purple pupils, and there was a trace of a light shadow on the corner of the slightly raised smiling lips.

"So it's easy to get rid of 'that me'."

……

In the empty and silent room, only two monsters were left looking at each other.

Black magician girl: "Master, the sudden chill I felt just now is just an illusion, it's definitely just an illusion!"

Black Mage: "..."