Pharaoh

The young pharaoh sat upright on a high throne, his light brown arms placed on the gold armrests that reflected bright light.

The crimson pupils protruding from the gaps in the pure golden hair stared at a certain direction in front of him with icy eyes.

Although that incomparably handsome face was still as cold and expressionless as usual, the low air pressure emanating from his body that shocked the entire audience seemed to freeze the air in the room.

The high priest Seth standing on the side below pressed his head heavily with his hand, his handsome face was rigid at the moment, and the veins bursting out on his forehead were obviously twitching, obviously he was doing this to look good in front of the king. He forced himself to suppress his anger to the extreme.

The old high priest Simon who stood in the middle glanced left and right, but refused to meet the king and Seth, with a calm look of "it's already like this".

But the great priest Mahat standing opposite Seth had an embarrassed wry smile on his face, and turned his eyes to the door for help——

When the glamorous Egyptian priestess stepped into this almost eerie room, she saw such a picture.

Exchanging glances with Mahat, who was looking at her for help, Isis's eyes immediately fell behind High Priest Simon.

She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, glanced there once, then again, and then carefully.

Ok.

The wise priestess spread her hands and said that she didn't understand what was going on at the moment.

Who can tell her what is going on now?

Time: morning

Location: High Priest's study on one side of Ra's Temple

Characters: High Priest Simon, High Priest Mahathir and Egyptian King's Brother

Priest Mahat raised his hand, signaling the female officers who were serving to back down.

He watched High Priest Simon lead his younger brother into the study, and then closed the door with his own hands.

This study, which can be called the most mysterious in the whole of Egypt, would not allow others to enter easily. Mahat had only entered it three times since he was a child.

Each time, it was brought in by the high priest himself.

This place is not so much a study as it is more like a magnificent hall.

It's just that all kinds of papyrus, scrolls, bamboo slips and stone slabs are neatly placed in this hall.

The young Wangdi raised his head to look, only to feel that those books were densely packed with no end in sight.

... Even the National Library there is not so large?This is just the private study of High Priest Simon, right?

Frightened by the exaggerated densely packed books from left to right and top to bottom that can hardly see the end, Brother Wang couldn't help but slander in his heart.

"Here are all the books handed down by the high priests of the past."

Oh, that makes sense.

Hearing the words of Mahart who proudly introduced here, the game finally expressed its understanding.

"Here is the most complete magic and divine art in Egypt, as well as various books on monsters."

"Only with the permission of the Pharaoh and the high priest, can the high priest lead you to come here to study."

Mahat looked around with a nostalgic look.

When he was only a teenager and was selected as the great priest to assist the king, he was brought here by the high priest to teach him.

"Brother Wang."

He looked seriously at the young brother Wang who was still looking around, "Because you didn't start learning at a young age, so the king granted you permission to enter here to learn the control of magic power and the summoning of monsters."

This is a place of pilgrimage that priests and priests throughout Egypt dream of.

"Please be sure to listen carefully to the instructions of the high priest... Brother Wang! Wait a minute! Don't touch anything here casually!"

Originally looking left and right curiously, the younger brother stood on tiptoe and reached out to remove a dark slate on the high shelf. He was startled by Mahat's shout, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

He looked back at Mahat, his violet eyes blinking innocently.

"Brother Wang, the books and rolls here are very precious, and some of them have been cast with special magic because they are easily damaged."

Mahat said, "You'd better study the books that the high priest chooses for you first, and don't rummage through them yourself."

"Hehe~ Mahat, don't be so serious."

The old high priest chuckled and patted Brother Wang's head with a very kind expression on his wrinkled face.

"The king has granted permission for brother Wang to enter here. You can come anytime, so don't worry, take your time."

He raised his head and signaled the priest attendant who was following beside him to take down the dark stone slab and put it in front of the game.

"You want to see this?"

"Well, I'm a little curious."

The game just felt that the painting in the lower left corner of the slate was a little familiar.

But when I took a closer look, I hesitated to feel that it was not the thing I thought, and I thought that I might be delusional.

But since Simon had already taken the things down, it would be a disappointment to the other party if he didn't take a closer look.

He looked up at Simon, and after Simon nodded, he reached out and touched the ancient Egyptian spells on the slate, and carefully identified them one by one.

"Hmm... this is a curse-type attack magic from Ra."

Simon's finger was on the familiar image in the game just now, "This is a symbolic monster of this magic. It doesn't exist, it's just a symbol of this magic."

"It's not bad to learn attack magic first. This magic is the most powerful of its kind."

"Master Simon, it's not very good to learn advanced magic like this."

Mahat on the side couldn't help but refute.

"It's okay." Simon replied with a relaxed smile, "Don't worry Mahat, the royals who are born with magical powers are different from you. It would be a waste of time to learn from the lowest level of magic."

Answering Mahart's concern with a look of complete indifference, Simon turned his head and continued talking to the game.

"This is a kind of magic that weakens the opponent... well, it's actually not so much weakening as aging."

He said, "It can speed up the passage of time in the opponent's body, making people become old in a short period of time, and the body will naturally weaken."

Huh?

Isn't this the similar effect of the card [Time Magician] in his era that can span thousands of years?

Thinking about the game, he couldn't help but carefully identify those ancient Egyptian spells.

"However, Brother Wang, you have to remember one thing first. When using a magic spell, it is absolutely impossible to interrupt it in half, otherwise the curse may rebound on you..."

And almost at the same moment when the High Priest Simon said this sentence, the king brother of Egypt made a sound at the moment Simon started to say this sentence.

"T... Fish... Well, this is... Lu Diha... Huh? Mahat, how do you pronounce this word?"

At the same time that High Priest Simon finished his sentence, the young prince, who was halfway through reading the incantation, raised his head, pointed to an unknown ancient Egyptian incantation on the slate, and questioned the great priest beside him shamelessly. .

High Priest Simon: ...

Priest Mahat: ...

Brother of Egypt: ...

boom! ! !

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the precious study of the high priest of Egypt.

"That's how it is."

With a bitter face, the Great Priest Mahat, who finally finished explaining the cause and effect, bowed his head deeply.

He could still bear the murderous gaze cast by Set on the opposite side, but the problem was that the cold oppression from the throne above made him almost breathless, and the sense of coercion sent chills down his spine.

Isis glanced sympathetically at Mahat, who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, then turned his head, and his eyes fell behind High Priest Simon.

A pair of small white and tender arms hugged Simon's left leg tightly.

The little doll, who looked no more than four years old, huddled behind Simon and held Simon tightly, with a small head poking out half of Simon's legs carefully.

The big watery violet eyes like a newborn fawn looked timidly at those people he didn't know at all, and the baby's fat, immature and cute face showed a look of fear.

When seeing Isis looking at him, the little doll seemed to be frightened and shrank back behind Simon.

After a long while, he cautiously revealed half of his face and blinked at her with big eyes.

Uh... so cute, I want to hug her.

Wait no, now is not the time to think about this!

"Master Simon, since it is a magic that can cause aging, why does Wangdi become like this now?"

"Because the spell was suddenly interrupted, it instead acted on Wang Di. Wang Di himself is a beginner, and the pronunciation of the spell is not stable yet, so the reverse effect became like this..."

High Priest Simon said, but his face looked calm and carefree, obviously not very concerned.

"But you don't need to worry too much. Brother Wang's own magic power is not strong. After a few days, the magic will be automatically dispelled, and it will not have any impact on Brother Wang."

His wrinkled face showed a calm and steady smile to the great priests who seemed a little at a loss at the moment.

"But because Brother Wang has become like this, he only has the memory of his age. Please pay attention."

After he finished explaining, he suddenly changed the topic.

"Then I will leave it to you, Brother Wang, and I will go back to the temple to pray to God."

The old high priest finished speaking with a straight face, then bent down and smiled and patted the head of the little doll who was holding onto his thigh.

"Brother Wang, you have to be obedient~~"

He said, then stretched out his hand to pick up the clothes on the back of Little Wang's neck and put them aside.

Turn around and run decisively.

Lord Simon!Leaving me alone to bear the king's wrath and running away by myself is too treacherous ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Looking at the high priest who left the stage in an instant, he looked as if he was ten years younger, Mahat let out such a silent cry in his heart.

However, even though he shouted in his heart, Mahat didn't dare to move half a step.

The strong sense of coercion from the throne, obviously carrying the anger of the king, made him dare not even raise his head, and he could only stand rigidly like a wooden stake, his body rigid and motionless.

Then, naturally, the eyes of all the people present gathered on one person.

The little baby who was left behind by the high priest Simon who thought he loved his grandfather in the past stared at the gate with tears in his eyes, timidly sucking his index finger, and his big violet eyes were full of accumulated tears.

My mother can't be found, and my father is gone.

Even grandpa left him alone.

He didn't know this place at all.

Woo... because he is disobedient, so parents and grandpa don't want him anymore?

As a child, as long as he was naughty, his parents would scare him into throwing him away. At this moment, Xiaoyou really thought he was thrown away.

When he found that the strangers he didn't know were staring at him, his white and tender face showed a look of fear.

Little Wang looked as if he was about to cry, but he pressed his lips hard and refused to cry.

Big teardrops rolled and rolled in his big eyes.

The little nose was twitching red like a cherry.

That pitiful little appearance makes people can't help but go forward and just want to hug and kiss her head and coax her.

Of course, not everyone has the above thoughts.

Seth, who completely ignored Little Wang's pitiful and cute appearance, took a step forward, the veins on his forehead were still twitching, and his pretty face was darkened at the moment.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he began to angrily scold this younger brother who would only cause trouble: "This is entirely due to your own mistakes, younger brother, if you listen carefully to the high priest first—"

However, Seth didn't finish his sentence.

A sudden cry of wow interrupted Seth's angry reprimand.

Being thrown by 'Grandpa' among a group of strangers he didn't know, Yu Yu originally thought that his parents didn't want him anymore.

Because I am not familiar with this place, even if I am very scared, I just stubbornly hold back and refuse to cry. At this moment, after being startled by the ashen-faced Seth, the little brother of Egypt finally couldn't hold it anymore. burst into tears.

"This, this is so decent!"

"Wow~~~Mom~~~"

"Brother Wang, don't do such a shameful act!"

"Wow wow~~~"

"Wang, brother!"

So our young high priest in Egypt, who has always been selfless and ruthless, threw away his helmet and armor in an instant and was in a hurry and sweating profusely.

"Seth, you are really..."

In the end, the one who rescued the bewildered Priest Seth was the Priestess who couldn't bear to watch anymore.

"You're being fierce towards such a young child, no matter how much you talk about it, Brother Wang, he still can't understand you now."

She walked over, hugged the crying baby, patted the little body, and coaxed it softly.

The little baby, who was shrunk into a ball in fear, was coaxed by Isis and gradually stopped crying.

It's just that a pair of big eyes are already red from crying, and the small mouth is still twitching.

Isis smiled at the little brother in his arms, and carefully wiped off the tear-stained immature face with a towel.

"Boys can't cry all the time."

She tapped the small red nose tip with her slender fingers, and said with a smile.

Seeming to have understood what Isis said, the younger brother shrank his head a little bit shyly.

He was obediently held in Isis's arms without crying or fussing, perhaps thinking that the priestess was very much like his mother.

Probably the Priestess's soft chest made him feel very comfortable. He rubbed his cheek against Isis's chest contentedly, then lay down on his stomach, stretched out his hand to hug and rub again.

Mahart: ...

Seth: ...

Seeing the younger brother who blushes and feels uncomfortable even if he is only being bathed by a maid doing this kind of behavior is so weird that it makes people break out in a cold sweat... No!Now Wang Di is just a child, so this is normal!

Regardless of how entangled the two male priests were watching, Isis, who was holding the little brother, who was completely open to the mother's aura at the moment, obviously didn't mind the little brother lying on his chest at all.

She teased that white and tender face with her fingertips, and she seemed to be having a great time.

And the little brother who was teased by her continued to let out crisp and childish laughter, obviously very happy.

Even though Isis poked his soft, round cheeks, he still giggled happily and didn't mind at all.

The long eyelashes are flickering, the big violet eyes like a deer are looking at Isis watery, and the small scarlet mouth is sucking his thumb. The cute appearance makes Isis can't help but bow his head and kiss him. Kissed that white and tender cheek.

The big bright eyes blinked a few times, and the little brother stretched out his small hand to hold Isis's face.

With a sound of 'Bo', he imitated Isis's appearance and pouted heavily on Isis's face, and then showed a big and cute smile at Isis.

wow~~~

Brother Wang was really cute when he was young, compared to Wang who was not cute at all when he was young...

Clothes were pulled.

At this moment, the priestess, who was wholeheartedly teasing the cute little doll in her arms, didn't pay attention.

He was pulled again, this time even harder.

Isis finally noticed.

It was Mahat standing behind her who was pulling the hem of her clothes.

Mahat turned his face sideways, lowered his head slightly, and didn't look at Isis, but the hand hidden behind her pulled her hard again.

His appearance was not so much that he didn't dare to look at her, but that he didn't dare to turn his head in her direction.

Isis gave Mahat a strange look, and Ben was still a little puzzled.

But in the next second, her body froze suddenly.

At this moment, the Priestess who came back to her senses finally clearly felt the evil spirit that was oppressing from behind her and almost devouring her whole body, which could almost be described as horror.

That made her back start to sweat in an instant.

And the little doll in her arms who was still giggling and hugging her happily without knowing it suddenly became extremely hot.

Throwing but not being able to lose, hugging but not daring to hug, she could only stay in place and dare not move.

calm.

Isis said to herself, and took a deep breath.

Then she turned around resolutely, and she showed a flattering smile to the young pharaoh who was sitting on the throne and was completely surrounded by low cold air pressure and the air had frozen.

The crimson cold pupils stared at her unblinkingly. Although his face was still expressionless, the cold anger churning in the depths of his eyes made Isis still ooze cold sweat from his back.

The wise Egyptian priestess made a decisive decision and walked over in a few steps.

She very wittily made a gesture of handing over the little brother in her arms.

The young pharaoh withdrew his cold gaze from the priestess who was staring at him, and turned his eyes to the little baby in Isis' arms.

Then, he stood up and stretched out his hand to take his little brother over.

The originally sharp and handsome face seemed to soften a little at this moment.

However, the moment when the boy king's beige hand was about to touch the little brother Wang.

Little Wang suddenly shrank back to avoid his hand, with a look of fear on his immature face, turned around and threw himself on Isis, his small arms tightly wrapped around Isis' neck and refused to let go.

Atum: ...

Asis: ...

Mahart: ...

Seth: ...

"Aha... haha... kid..."

Priestess laughed a few times, the corners of her vermilion lips twitched slightly, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

She gently patted the little brother who was holding her tightly, and coaxed her hard in a low voice.

"Brother Wang, it's okay, Brother Wang, that's your Brother Wang, don't be afraid, go over there, Brother Wang?... Be good, there's nothing to be afraid of~~"

But no matter how much Isis coaxed her, little brother's little arm just clung to her tightly.

Big teardrops rolled in his big violet eyes, and his small body was still trembling slightly, looking very afraid of the person who wanted to hug him.

It seems that the little Wangdi, who did not know the pharaoh at all, was terribly frightened by the bastard aura of the young pharaoh with no difference, all the time and all directions.

From the point of view of Xiao You at this moment, he was the scariest and most frightening person he had ever met in his childhood.

So even if he dies, he will not leave this gentle and beautiful big sister to go to that big brother who is scarier than a monster!

Looking at the pharaoh who was frozen in place, Isis couldn't help laughing.

But the oncoming cold air pressure made her dare not even show the slightest trace of wanting to laugh, so she could only put on a distressed look and continue to coax Xiao Wang who was hugging her in a low voice younger brother.

"Brother Wang... don't be afraid, go over quickly..."

However, the tighter she coaxed, the tighter Wang Di hugged her.

"Hate!"

He made an unhappy sound with his round face, turned his head and refused to look at the people behind him.

So the last trace of patience of the young Egyptian king was completely exhausted when this sentence fell.

He frowned tightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he was obviously unhappy.

The young king stretched out his hand and directly grabbed his little brother's limp body.

Pull hard.

The action of peeling off his little brother from Isis in one breath was clean and neat.

But probably he didn't expect that the little body in his hand was much softer than expected, the movement of the young king to hug his little brother was very clumsy.

The young Pharaoh held the baby in his arms, looking a little at a loss.

He just hugged him very tightly subconsciously, for fear that the other party would fall, and the posture of his arms was extremely stiff.

The younger brother, whose strength was completely inferior to the opponent's, was pulled off Isis's body at once, and he could only watch helplessly as a pair of light brown completely unfamiliar arms hugged him tightly.

Those arms hugged him so tightly that it hurt him.

His body froze suddenly, and the coercion and cold expression of the other party made him so frightened that he dared not move.

The soft chest that made him feel comfortable was gone, replaced by the feeling of relatively firm skin and the arms that made him feel uncomfortable.

Violet's big eyes blinked, staring blankly at the crimson eyes looking down on her, which seemed to be filled with evil spirits, the little Wangdi's slender eyelashes trembled and trembled for a long time, as if he was planning something .

The immature baby's fat and round face flattened his mouth full of grievances.

then……

"Wow--------"

The great pharaoh of Egypt and all the great priests were heard by the devil's voice.

As a result, the collective LP was negative 4000 points in an instant.