Pharaoh

The night was supposed to be extremely quiet, but at this moment when it was supposed to be peaceful, the whole palace was in a commotion because of the young pharaoh's abnormal movements.

One after another lights were lit up in the dark night, and more and more people came in a hurry as the young king passed by.

Although they didn't understand the intention of Pharaoh's actions in the middle of the night, no one dared to stop the cold-faced boy king.

They could only follow behind the young king in bewilderment and fear.

The long corridor has come to an end.

The crimson pupils looked far away, and saw the faint outline of his destination room in the dark night.

a turn.

The young king's footsteps stopped abruptly.

The young priest with sky blue pupils was quietly waiting for his arrival at the end of the corridor.

The crimson pupils of the young Pharaoh stared at him for a long time, and a cold flame gradually ignited from the depths.

"Seth, is it your hands and feet?"

he asked, with a sonorous and forceful tone that was more determined than doubtful.

"Please go back to your bedroom."

The young priest did not answer directly.

"What you want to know, I will definitely answer for you."

he said, with a calm face.

"Wang... I think, you don't want to make this matter a big deal, so as not to have a bad influence on 'that honorable lord', right?"

The young Pharaoh, whose face became more ruthless because of Seth's evasive answer, pondered for a moment after hearing the next sentence.

Then he turned around.

The fluttering white cloak concealed his expression at the moment.

He set foot on the way he came, in the opposite direction from the previous moment.

Seth gave some instructions to his confidants behind him, and waved for them to go back to his room quietly.

Then, he quietly followed behind the young pharaoh.

"I once rudely asked my brother if he would like to return to his hometown under the escort of Egyptian guards."

Keng ─ ─

This is the heavy brass ornaments suppressed on the corner of the Pharaoh's table, with the sound of whistling wind brushing against the forehead of the man and hitting the wall heavily.

In this empty and luxurious dormitory that was pushed back by the young king, the only person who received such treatment was the young priest who made the young king burst into anger with his first words when entering the door.

The young king, who was sitting aggressively, suddenly stood up, staring at Seth with dazzling crimson pupils, as if he was about to spew fire.

The forehead was a little tingling, probably scratched.

However, Seth didn't even bother to raise his hand to wipe the blood on his forehead.

"You are so brave..."

The air in the room was tense with the wrath of the Egyptian pharaoh.

"I said, you are not allowed to take action against my younger brother."

"His fate can only be decided by me!"

"Seth, where did you place my orders!"

"Brother Wang refused."

The young priest still didn't give a direct answer, but this sentence made the young king startled, and the sudden anger in his head was relieved, and it actually dissipated a lot.

Even the inexplicable tightness in the depths of his body relaxed at that moment.

The priest who stared at the subtle changes on the boy king's face showed a complicated expression.

It seems to be worried, but it seems to be relieved.

He disapproved of the pharaoh getting close to his younger brother, but he didn't want to see the young king ignore his younger brother.

He himself felt very dissatisfied with his contradictory mentality.

"king."

Breathing out slowly from the bottom of my heart, I cleared up my complicated thoughts.

Seth returned to what seemed to be a long way off topic, and began to explain what happened this time.

"Brother Wang is no longer in the palace."

"Yesterday evening, he left the palace under the leadership of that guard named Ke Ya."

It seemed that it should have been the source of the boy king's anger, but compared to the first thing Seth said, the boy king seemed extremely calm at the moment.

He sat back, calmly waiting for Seth to continue.

It seems to be off topic, but it is not.

Seth understood, and so did the young Pharaoh.

Since Seth expressed his willingness to escort him back, Brother Wang refused.

Then, Brother Wang would not have any intention of leaving Egypt.

Therefore, even if he sneaks out of the palace without telling the young king, it is probably just for fun, and it is impossible for him to leave forever.

"Because there was some commotion when I went out of the palace, and I happened to bump into it."

"I made the decision without permission and let the younger brother out of the palace without asking for your instructions."

There was no expression on his handsome face, the young king just nodded, still not saying a word.

He didn't seem to be angry, nor did he think of punishing the young priest who made his own way.

Although young, both he and Seth are powerful people.

How can someone who is in charge of the world be a dull person?

As soon as Seth said this, he understood his thoughts and agreed with them.

Now that Brother Wang has moved his mind to leave the palace...

Even this time, he was lucky enough to be bumped into by Seth and brought back by force.

So the next time, the next time, who can guarantee that the younger brother will stop thinking about it and stay in the palace obediently?

Rather than letting him sneak out and encounter danger without everyone knowing, it is better to let him leave the palace without knowing.

At least, I can control his situation outside in many ways.

"Seth."

The Boy King finally opened his mouth and called out the name of the priest he trusted.

He said, "Do you understand what I want to ask?"

"please do not worry."

Seth said, holding a brand new papyrus in his hand.

"At regular intervals, my loyal servant will send back news that Brother Wang's movements are always under my control."

"As long as you open your mouth, you can welcome Brother Wang back at any time."

Once again the young Pharaoh fell silent.

In the dark room, the firelight danced on his handsome cheeks, creating ambiguous shadows.

'Welcome', what a solemn and dignified word.

──'Greet'? ...Isn't it more appropriate to say 'capture'? ──

Inexplicably, his own sneering voice emerged from his mind.

Even I disdain such an excuse.

If he did this, that person... his brother, would be very angry, right?

Sending people to monitor him and control his actions...

If you find out, you will definitely be even angrier than now, right?

Thinking of this, the young king was suddenly taken aback.

What is this...why am I worried that Brother Wang will be angry?

Nothing like myself.

He doesn't need to care what the other person thinks at all.

He is the supreme Pharaoh of Egypt, as long as he speaks, others must obey, right?

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and planned to order Seth to bring Wangdi back by force.

The lips moved, but closed again before making any sound.

Suddenly, the face of the young man who was stained so miserably by the mess of tears appeared in front of his eyes again.

The silent young king held the hand at the corner of the arm of the seat, and subconsciously fastened the smooth edge.

Why are you angry?

The young pharaoh didn't understand.

Why are you crying?

The young Pharaoh still didn't understand.

──"Mahat, brother, does he hate me?"──

That day, he asked Mahat like this.

In fact, he didn't think much about it at that time.

It's just that in the palace hall, which was so empty that no one could be seen, the atmosphere was so quiet that the depths of his body were inexplicably empty.

A sense of loss that he couldn't use his strength made him ask that sentence unconsciously.

Brother Wang is avoiding him.

he knows.

It is because he knows that he is very angry.

He is the supreme king of Egypt, from childhood to adulthood, whoever does not obey him obeys him.

Even if he was beaten and scolded wantonly by him, he would carefully accompany him with a smiling face to curry favor with him.

The favor of the pharaoh is something that many people can't get even if they want it.

A little bit of intimacy from him is enough to make the other party ecstatic.

But that ignorant brother--

He pampered him and protected him, and he felt that he was good enough for him.

He should obviously accept his favor gratefully, shouldn't he?

In the end, that guy actually dared to──

Even if I dote on him, even if I once said that I would allow him to be self-willed, this bastard brother is too smug!

……

Ugh.

The young Pharaoh, who was angry at the thought of it, was silent for a long time, but he let out a rare sigh from the bottom of his heart.

He stood up.

"Seth, call my bodyguard."

He said that instead of calling the female officer, he changed into the clothes for going out by himself.

"It doesn't need to be too much, just pick a few with good skills."

As Seth said.

As expected, I still... dote on my younger brother too much.

"...King?" Seth stared at the young king who had put on his go-out uniform in astonishment, tongue-tied, "You don't mean to..."

Putting the unattractive but thick cloak against wind and sand on his body, he picked up the sharp dagger beside him and inserted it into his waist.

The young Pharaoh glanced at Seth from the corner of his eyes while neatly packing up his equipment.

He didn't make any answer.

But the gaze revealed in the crimson pupils made Seth's face turn livid in an instant.

"I will not let you do this even if I die!"

The whole room was shaken by Set's roar.

However, Seth did not die in the end.

Of course, he failed to remonstrate successfully.

No matter how Seth got angry and ran away or even flipped the table, he couldn't stop the decision of the always tough boy king.

Officials crushed people to death.

What's more, the opponent is still the supreme Pharaoh.

Therefore, the young priest who was finally defeated in the confrontation with the tough Pharaoh had to help the young king who ran away with a few bodyguards to clean up the aftermath.