Pharaoh

【The only king brother that I, Seth, admits is you! 】

It is undeniable that when hearing this sentence, the game suddenly felt at ease.

A long time ago, Isis once said to him jokingly, brother, you trust Seth more than us, right?

how is this possible.

At that time, the maid Tia standing beside him couldn't help laughing, and went back with a bit of dissatisfaction and complaint.

Lord Seth has always been the harshest towards His Royal Highness, and every time he sees His Highness, he puts on a black face to deliberately scare people.

When Tia was speaking, she sneaked a glance at the corner of her eyes to signal to her master, and then glanced at the young Pharaoh who was sitting aside without any trace.

She may be dissatisfied that Seth always disrespects her master so much, she deliberately winks at her kind little master who is always bullied by Seth's priest, and asks him to follow her own words and complain to Seth in front of the king, Hurry up and take the opportunity to make a small report to the king who dotes on his master. It is best to teach that great priest who is as cold and hard as a stone once.

Hmph, who made the great priest Seth always reprimand His Royal Highness when he has nothing to do.

At that time, the young Wangdi just tilted his head to look at them and smiled, opened a pair of bright violet pupils, and blinked innocently twice, but didn't say a word, as if he didn't understand Tia's winking at him at all. deep meaning.

The maid, who had known for a long time that her brother's character was gentle and naive, sighed in her heart, then quietly shut up and stopped talking.

She didn't understand, it's not that Wang Di didn't understand her hint.

However, for the game, what Asis said was true.

Compared with Mahat, who always respected him, and Isis, who smiled softly at him, he trusted and got closer to the stern green-eyed priest who always shook his face at him.

It's not just because Seth's face and personality are very similar to his gender twisted and arrogant friend Haima.

But...

Be it Mahat, Isis, or even High Priest Simon, what they see in their eyes is a game that only exists as a king's younger brother.

But what Seth saw was the game first, and then Wangdi.

He is harsh on himself, but everything he does is trying his best to teach himself to sit in the position of Wangdi.

That day, in the radiant Great Temple of Ra, among all the suspicious and unbelieving eyes, only Seth was still struggling and hesitant in his eyes.

At least there is still some, even if it is only a little bit of trust that is close to nothing.

That point is enough for him not to die full of resentment, but to smile calmly at Seth in the end...

"It's great to have Seth come to pick me up."

The game is indeed expressing such emotion from the heart at this moment.

His chest was warmly filled with some kind of surging emotion, he stretched out his hand uncontrollably, and hugged the great priest in front of him who always gave him a sense of peace of mind.

At the same time, it is also used to hide the moist water vapor in the corner of his eyes.

If Seth saw that too, it would be useless to reprimand him again.

Yugi thought with a smile.

It was great that Seth was the one who stretched out his hand and pulled him out of that never-ending desert illusion when he was at a loss.

At the moment when he was fighting alone to the point where he was almost desperate, it was great that Seth appeared in front of him.

Whether it is now or in the future, whether it exists as Set or Haima, this person in front of him will always be his most trustworthy and reliable teammate.

The young Wangdi closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead against the other's warm chest.

The sound of the steady beating heart coming from the deep part of the opponent's chest made him feel at ease for no reason.

Feeling the reaction of the body that froze because of being hugged by him and wanted to struggle but didn't dare to struggle too hard, Yu Yu's eyes have already bent into the arc of a crescent moon.

Blinking his eyes twice, he seemed to be thinking of some bad idea, but after thinking about it again, the current urgent situation made Yugi give up the idea of ​​continuing to bully the awkward Priest Seth.

He opened his mouth, intending to call Seth to do it.

It's not that he hasn't seen the soul-guiding ceremony before. It's very complicated and can't be solved in a while. It will take most of the day. If you don't solve it quickly, it will be troublesome when other people come in.

With just one mouthful, the violet eyes trembled abruptly——

The slightly opened mouth of the king of Egypt froze, and his pupils shrank and shrank suddenly——

An all-too-familiar strange feeling emanating from the depths of his body made his face turn pale all of a sudden.

Is it—

The sense of powerless panic that could not control his body swept over again, and something indescribable was like a sudden and monstrous wave that swelled from the depths of his body, almost bursting his body.

It was like the moment when he set foot on the ground with his brother Wang who had lost his memory not long ago.

His body was being corroded bit by bit by foreign objects that did not belong to him, but he could only watch helplessly as his entire body was corroded.

The guests take the lead, and the sparrows occupy the dove's nest.

This sense of powerless frustration and the pain that directly oppresses the soul like a stormy sea will almost drive him crazy.

"The race..."

The trembling pale lips only had time to make a faint sound that desperately wanted to remind the other party.

The game only felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, as if the whole person was weightless and fell into the bottomless abyss, the fear made him subconsciously stretch out his hand to grab something.

Just the moment he reached out, the moment his transparent hand penetrated Seth's shoulder, he immediately reacted.

The violet-hued pupils suddenly dilated to the limit they could reach, and the depths of the pupils clearly reflected the night-black hair that flitted past his eyes softly.

The black-haired boy with the most familiar face in front of him looked at him with pupils like ink.

The white-skinned hand was placed on Seth's chest at some point.

Fingertips, point above the heart.

"Do not……"

An inaudible voice, I don't know if it is muttering to himself or talking to that person.

Those jet-black pupils that absorbed all the brilliance between heaven and earth looked at him, with a cold brilliance glowing around the edges of the pupils.

The king of Egypt was like a young child stared at by a bloodthirsty beast, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move, and even the little strength to move his eyes was exhausted.

Only the fingertips that should have lost their body but still feel the coldness for some reason are trembling, and even the lips that are almost white are trembling, but they subconsciously made a little trembling sound.

"no……"

He looked at the dark pupils of the black-haired boy who were still quietly looking at him with no light and no emotion, and looked at the sudden and extremely slight upward curve of the corners of the lips on that familiar face.

The white finger pressing on Seth's chest suddenly burst into a sharp black light——

"live--"

The moment when I couldn't even say a word.

A sword pierces the heart.

The blood spurting from Seth's chest penetrated his desperately stretched out hand, pierced his transparent eyes that suddenly opened wide.

The blood penetrated his body and splashed bright red all over the ground.

The transparent hand stretched out by the disciple of the Egyptian king in vain pierced the blood-stained chest of the high priest.

He watched the dripping blood trickle from his hand onto the black stone floor.

His transparent body froze in mid-air, motionless.

His mind went blank, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak.

The suffocated chest was so oppressed that he couldn't even breathe, let alone the sound.

……

In that moment of blank trance, he suddenly thought of it.

A long time ago, Seth, who stood by and watched him being pierced by a sword, was he the same as he is now.

The evil god's lacquered pupils were still staring at his host without blinking. There was bottomless darkness in his eyes, and he didn't bother to look at the human who died under his hands.

The blood that splashed out was stopped by the invisible barrier in the air, never contaminating him at all.

Even his white fingertips on the human chest were clean.

In the next second, his eyes moved, and the black light suddenly exploded from the hand on Seth's chest.

The sudden burst of powerful air swept over and made his black hair fly backwards crazily, but it also knocked Seth's entire body backwards.

His body that was sent flying was about to slam into the black stone wall behind him.

On the wall, there are bronze sword and shield carvings for decoration. The sharp end of the sword is facing the direction where Seth's body is flying.

Because of the sudden and heavy blow, Wang Di's light purple pupils jumped violently and suddenly shrank.

He lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists, almost screaming with all his strength.

"Chestnut ball!"

"Puff~~~"

The round, fluffy light brown ball gave a cheer, jumped out with a plop, and instantly grew bigger with a bang.

Seth's body that was sent flying hit the chestnut ball's fluffy and soft body heavily, in order to relieve the strong force of being sent flying, and then fell to the ground with a snap.

"Puff lili~~~~"

The chestnut ball shrunk back to its original size, and while screaming, it circled quickly over the great priest Seth lying motionless on the ground sideways.

Then, it floated down cautiously and bumped into the opponent lightly with its chubby body.

"Puff puff ~?"

It seemed unable to figure out why this annoying human who always yelled fiercely at its master was so quiet this time.

The big round eyes of the chestnut ball blinked twice, and when he couldn't figure it out, he put it behind his head, turned around, screamed happily, and wanted to rush at his little master who hadn't seen him for a long time and didn't ask him to come out to play recently.

But its little master lowered his head, and the glimpse of him coming from the gap of the hanging transparent golden hair made him shrink back when he was about to rush over, and obediently stayed where he was.

The master won't let himself pass...

The little chestnut ball dejectedly obeyed the master's order, it guarded the human's will and swirled in the air, a pair of watery purple grape-like big eyes looked at its little master pitifully.

But its owner didn't look at it again, and still lowered his head.

The drooping hair covered most of Brother Wang's cheeks, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, only the fists on his side were clenched tightly, so hard that even the nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.

He just lowered his head and spoke, his voice sounded calm.

He said: "You are not sealed, right from the beginning."

"This is not Thebes."

The tone and expression of the black-haired boy's answer were all understatement.

It seemed that what happened just now was not worth mentioning to him.

But the meaning of the sentence in the answer made Yugi's breath suffocate.

Because it's not Thebes.

Because there is no pull power to shelter.

For not the high priest of Ra.

So even [Ra's Scepter] couldn't seal the evil god?

Leaving Thebes, Ra's Temple and the high priest's [Ra's Scepter] cannot seal the evil god, so...

so--?

The king of Egypt suddenly raised his head, his eyes piercing the evil god's black pupils that were quietly watching him.

There was a look of anger and disbelief on his face.

"All of this..." he said, his light purple pupils trembled slightly, "You arranged all of this?"

The long and slender black eyelashes fell down, and the black-haired boy quietly closed most of his eyes, only a little black glimmer appeared from the thick eyelashes.

He didn't answer his host's question, however, he didn't deny it either.

"From the beginning, everything was actually under your control?"

Using dark power to erode and control Seth and let him attack himself, Diabondo, who was protecting his weaknesses, couldn't see it and declared war on the Pharaoh.

Then, loosen the grip on Seth, making him momentarily sober and sometimes insane, allowing him to self-doubt and seek the High Priest for help.

At the same time, through Diabando's rampant war in Egypt, the cities that ravaged Egypt were forced step by step, and the high priest Simon was tempted to make such a risky decision by putting Egypt in a desperate situation.

The purpose of all this is ultimately—

"In order for Seth to bring [Ra's Scepter] here?"

Asking one sentence after another, the tone of the original question sank and suppressed a little bit.

Speaking of this, the voice of the young brother Wang was already a little trembling.

The evil god didn't answer his host's question after sentence, but still stood quietly, the shadow of the long and thin black eyelashes falling on his white cheeks, leaving a light shadow.

He stood there with his eyes half closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Yu, who no longer needed any answers, clenched his fists tightly, and the unexplainable anger or bitter emotions surging out from the depths of his body made the hands on his side tremble violently.

If all this is a farce controlled by God's fingertips from beginning to end...

So what is the sacrifice of Mahat, the pain and anger of Simon Isis and the others, the countless dead people... and all that Seth has endured and desperately done!

What kind of--

In the burning rage that was rising inch by inch in his heart, fear and despair grew uncontrollably, making the game unable to make any more sounds.

If this is the true face of the evil god...

Facing this god who can easily play with the whole of Egypt in applause, do weak humans really have the power to stop him...

Or is it actually impossible to do this kind of thing from the beginning, everything they did was in vain...

The king of Egypt suddenly turned around, and his body floating in the air flew over and landed beside Seth.

Probably seeing the sad look on the master's face, Li Ziqiu didn't rush over to act like a spoiled child, but just let out a soft puff, lying on Yuyu's shoulder and staying quietly, with a look of anxiety in his big round eyes.

Yugi knelt by Seth's side.

The young high priest lay sideways on the cold stone floor, eyes closed, breathing weakly, and hot blood flowed from his chest, dripping bright red all over the floor.

The pool of blood soaked half of his light-brown cheeks in bright red, which further accentuated the pale tone of his lips.

You subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to stop the blood flowing from Seth's chest.

But the fingertips that penetrated the opponent's body froze in the air, as if frozen by something, and could no longer move an inch.

He wanted to call Seth's name, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't squeeze out a sound.

Seth always said that he was too useless, too crying, and too embarrassing to the Egyptian royal family, but now he just felt blank, and there was no tear in his dry eyes...

He only knows now.

It turns out that people have reached such a point.

When I can't even shed my tears...

"king……"

A faint voice came over, and the high priest who fell on the ground opened his eyes at some point.

He opened his mouth trying to say something, but his mouth opened and closed but no sound came out, only the blood dripping from the corner of his lips, mixed in the pool of blood under him.

The young high priest squinted his slender eyes, and he could barely see the vague outline of Wang Di.

He gasped for a while, and tried again with difficulty.

This time, he finally made an extremely weak sound.

The king of Egypt knelt on the ground and bent down, his lips were tightly pursed, so thin that it almost became a line.

It was like a long, long time ago, Seth leaned down to listen to his inaudible voice lying in a pool of blood at that time, the promise he made to him and finally fulfilled.

……

"Brother Wang."

Seth's voice was weak, but it still carried a touch of perseverance and vigor that could not be eliminated.

His weakly half-closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment. Even at the last moment, the young high priest stared at Wang Di with the same harsh and sharp eyes as before.

The expression on his face was even the most extreme severity that had never been reached before.

He gritted his teeth and paused every word.

Behind the sternness, it carried all his expectations and trust.

He said: "...don't...lose!"

At that last moment, the young high priest, who seemed to have exhausted the last strength of his life, closed his eyes.

At that last moment, the tears in You Yu's dry eyes burst out suddenly.

The king of Egypt knelt on the ground and wept.

It's just that the transparent tears falling down still penetrated the warm body of the high priest who stopped breathing.

In the end there is nothing left...

——[Brother Wang, don’t lose]——