Pharaoh

A crescent moon in the sky was hidden in the clouds, and in an instant, the earth was dark.

The pure golden sharp hair was lifted up by the invisible airflow around the body and flew in the night. On the brown forehead, the purest golden light gathered to form the rune of the Eye of Horus.

The golden light shining from the depths of the crimson pupils of the Boy King rendered the edges of the pupils, dyeing them into a gorgeous golden red hue.

The golden building blocks of the inverted pyramid placed on the table on one side flickered on and off.

"...You really know everything."

The room filled with golden light was silent for a while.

The purple-eyed Pharaoh, who lowered his head slightly and muttered to himself for some reason, said such a sentence in a low voice after a long time.

The black lashes fell, and purple-colored eyes closed.

The slender blond hair hangs down quietly, unaffected by the arrogant airflow surrounding the entire space on the opposite side.

Silently, the Eye of Horus, also surrounded by luxurious light like melting gold, floated on the white forehead of the Pharaoh of the underworld.

It was completely different from the arrogant posture of the opponent who suddenly swept the audience.

The shallow golden light is like the calmness of quiet water waves expanding layer by layer.

On the chest of the pharaoh of the underworld, the golden building blocks of the pyramid hanging on the neck flashed across the halo.

The rules of the world that humans cannot explain, but gods can tell their patrons.

He did not tell his partner this.

After all, there are still some selfishness.

It is precisely because he knows himself 3000 years ago so well that he knows that as long as the "he" of 3000 years is kept in the dark as always, he will definitely lose his temper because his partner is close to him.

So……

However, during the negotiation early this morning, he found out that "he" in 3000 hadn't taken over the topic about the princess that Mahat said.

The princess means only one thing, and that is heirs.

This is an irreplaceable responsibility as a pharaoh in the succession of the throne.

The 'he' of 3000 years ago would never be someone who shirked his duties as a pharaoh.

Then, there is only one possibility for 'him' to show a casual and indifferent attitude towards this necessary responsibility.

Osiris, the god of the underworld, chose the pharaoh of the underworld as his successor.

The sun god Ra chose the human pharaoh as the successor.

Human beings who are protected and recognized by gods are equal to demigods, immortal.

Just like what 'he' said 3000 years ago, only those with a limited lifespan have the need to continue their descendants.

However, even if he already had an indifferent attitude towards his heirs, the pharaoh in the world would not care about the existence of the princess, who was just a puppet to him.

'He' will not reject the existence of a woman who can bring him instant pleasure.

Therefore, such a "he" should show a dispensable attitude towards Mahart's proposal, and will not reject it. He will probably just let Mahart do it at will.

But at that time, 'he' remained silent on Mahart's legitimate proposal.

This attitude is debatable.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he sneaked into the palace at night.

Until just now he heard the words that "he" said to his partner 3000 years ago.

[I will not marry the princess. 】

……

The pharaoh of the underworld can now be sure that the self 3000 years ago not only obtained the demigod power from the god Ra, but also learned the truth of the matter.

I'm afraid that the same feeling as him has already awakened.

The young king of the underworld exhaled lightly, raised his hand, and pressed his fingertips on his forehead.

The flashing golden Eye of Horus quietly sneaked into the white forehead the moment the fingertips were pressed, and disappeared.

Although deep down in my heart at this moment is extremely unhappy because of the scene I saw just now, the provocative look I saw when I accepted the game's proactive kiss had to be said to be very useful, which made him feel angry at that time and almost died He couldn't help but show up directly...and precisely because of this, he couldn't hold back when his previous self acted provocatively just now. He lost his mind for a moment and showed the power of Osiris to confront him brazenly.

However, after all, he still has no plans to confront himself in 3000.

After all, if what the god Osisri said is true...

Even with the time difference, they are undeniably the same person.

No matter the soul and power are exactly the same.

Once they meet, they will lose both sides.

And even though the two of them are very unhappy with each other's existence at the moment, they are not so irrational to destroy the palace of Thebes in Egypt because of a moment of anger.

Therefore, at the moment when he withdrew his power, and as if corresponding to it, the gorgeous light of the Pharaoh in the opposite world, which obviously had the characteristics of Ra God's power, also disappeared.

The palace gardens were spared, and returned to night and tranquility.

"Since you already know everything."

The boy king with purple pupils said calmly again, "Even if you don't want to admit it, you should know that I know games better than you."

he warned again.

"Don't shoot him."

Although the tone seemed calm, it was obviously uncomfortable.

"Games only like girls."

He said, a gleam of light flickered in the depths of his deep purple pupils which were slightly narrowed to look slender.

"So what?"

The pharaoh with red pupils asked back, with an expression of nothing to do with him.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the case on the ground that he kicked over just now, showing a look of disdain.

Turning around, striding over the table legs, reaching out to pick up the gold building blocks on the table case on the other side, and putting them on the neck.

It doesn't matter if Wang Di likes the type he is not interested in thinking about.

Anyway, Brother Wang has been his property from before to now.

Did that guy think he would allow those women to come near?

Since he acted in such a tough manner just now, he never cared about Wang Di's opinion of his unusual feelings for him.

The self-respecting Pharaoh never thought about the so-called suppression of his desires.

What he does is reasonable.

His possessions did not deny him eligibility.

Even if it is by force, it is a matter of course.

The young pharaoh stood sideways on the side of the room, his crimson pupils contemptuously glanced at the guy who was said to be his future self from the corner of his eyes.

This kind of muddy and indecisive guy is actually his future self.

It made him sick to think about it.

Although God Ra told him so, he also knew the inevitable truth of what Ra said, but unlike the purple-eyed Pharaoh who had the memory of the past and clearly knew that they were the same person, he had no sense of reality that the guy opposite was himself. .

For him, the so-called future self is just a stranger who makes him even hostile.

It's just that this person has the same power as him, so he can't help it.

Especially thinking that this guy was peeping at his belongings with the same thoughts as him, the Pharaoh of Egypt was very anxious.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have deliberately asked Wang Di to kiss him in order to provoke the other party, which now looks too childish in retrospect.

"It doesn't matter if he hates you because of it?"

"..."

"It doesn't matter if he runs away from you?"

"He can't escape."

The young king of Egypt replied loudly, with a hint of cruelty in his sharp crimson eyes.

If Wang Di really wants to leave, he doesn't mind imprisoning Wang Di until he gets used to it.

What he wants must belong to him.

The word letting go does not exist in his dictionary.

The pharaoh of the underworld, who could clearly understand his own thoughts 3000 years ago without even thinking about it, also showed an impatient look at this moment, and leaned back casually, leaning most of his body on the window sill.

He is very clear.

Because if it was him who changed places, he must have the same idea.

The thoughts of the young pharaoh now are actually his thoughts in the past.

It's just that when he and his partner first met, he was born in the form of a soul, and the game world over there was not Egypt under his complete control as a pharaoh, so it was difficult for him to use strong methods.

But I have to say that this method is indeed very effective for the game.

Because his partner is really the type who is easy to bully. He always thinks of the best when meeting people, and it is too easy to be overwhelmed by others.

To put it simply, it is too easy to be overthrown - especially the fact that it is completely undefended for trusted people is even more terrible.

You You has a good temper and a very soft temper, with a bit of a temperament of going with the flow and going with the flow, so as long as the matter does not touch the bottom line of his principle, even if he is forced to do something, he will only complain a few unhappy words, but as long as If the opponent's attitude is tough, he will soften.

Although I occasionally play a bit of a temper, but basically I am soft when I am hard, and I am soft when I am soft... I am also very soft.

Especially for the people he cares about, he is usually playful, but he is still very docile at critical moments.

What's more, Yu You doesn't particularly like any girl now, and Kyoko's first love is already a thing of the past.

In ancient Egypt, it can be said that there is only Yatum, a special existence that cares about and relies on.

Maybe they will be annoyed and rebellious when they are forced at the beginning, but they will definitely not feel disgusted or disgusted.

After all, even if Yatum killed him once, he never held grudges.

Now it's just being forced to be together by someone he already cares about and likes, and it won't touch the bottom line he can't tolerate. It's probably just very entangled or angry because of being forced.

It is certain that you have the idea of ​​​​running away because of the entanglement, but if you are under house arrest and cannot escape, as long as it takes a long time, you will not be able to escape and cannot leave without hating, plus being pampered and shackled by the Boy King If you get used to that kind of tough attitude, the soft-tempered game will probably go with the flow...

So, I have to say.

Although the young king's approach is very low in EQ and lacks technical content, it is a good move for Wang, who has always been emotionally slow and slow.

The game is completely of the type where you don't move and he can't move, and you have to press every step to be effective.

I don't know that it will take thousands of years for him to get enlightened. How can the young King who is young and has no desire for abstinence have such patience.

Thinking of this, the king of the underworld with purple pupils shook his head slightly, hiding the helplessness in his eyes deep down.

Although it is understandable that he would choose to do the same thing when he is in another place, it doesn't mean that he will allow his past self to use this tough method to forcibly occupy his partner.

"Game is a very emotional person."

The young king of the underworld said that the expression on his white and handsome face was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"It is undeniable that he values ​​you and me so much that he would risk his life, so maybe what you did might be really useful."

The young king with scarlet pupils raised his eyebrows, and cast a suspicious look on his future self.

He frowned slightly, with a defensive look on his face, obviously guessing that the other party's next words must not be good.

For the description of "you and me" in the other party's words, he snorted softly and seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't open his mouth to refute.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he knew it in his heart.

His younger brother has a deep bond with this guy in front of him that is absolutely as deep as he has a deep bond with him—maybe he will never admit to such a thing!

"But that premise is..."

The king of the underworld with purple pupils raised his hand, pointing his white finger at himself.

"Without me."

He said, staring at himself 3000 years ago, a cold light flashed in the depths of his slightly narrowed Ziqiong-colored eyes.

"Without me, the power of the game is not as good as yours, and you will be forcibly placed under house arrest."

He put down his hands, still lazily leaning against the window sill, his tone of voice seemed to be very understated, but the slightly tensed muscles of his back shoulders showed that his posture ready to go at this moment was somewhat threatening.

"But now, here I am."

He says,

"My strength and yours are now evenly matched, and I really have no plans to hurt both of you."

"If the game is willing to stay by your side, that's fine."

The original deep voice suddenly amplified the volume, like a sharp knife drawn from its sheath, directly approaching the enemy's weakness.

"However, if he is unwilling, then take him away from you according to the will of the game, and take him to a place where you can no longer find him-you should understand that this kind of thing is easy for me!"

The temperature in the room suddenly turned cold, as if suddenly hit by a cold wind.

The chill pervaded the entire room, and even the air froze and pressed down heavily.

There was silence for a while, only two shallow breathing sounds of different frequencies could be heard.

The sharp eyes that seem to be exactly the same but have different colors are facing each other, and you can almost feel the scorching heat of the sparks that burst between the eyes.

The different forces squeezed the air in the entire room to the limit, making it almost impossible to breathe——

King against king, unsolvable deadlock.

There was a sudden and loud eagle cry, and a white figure flashed across the darkness of the night like lightning, and entered the house through the skylight.

The two pharaohs looked up at the same time.

The white eagle circled in the small space of the house, but never landed.

Bai Ying, who judged his master with his wild and keen intuition, looked at the two people in the room who were exactly the same to him, and circled over the room again and again in confusion.

It flapped its snow-white wings anxiously, but its sharp eyes couldn't tell which one was its owner.

In its eyes, there is no difference between these two people.

The young king of Egypt in the human world frowned and watched the white eagle circle the house several times, looking like he couldn't recognize its owner.

He raised his right arm expressionlessly, and the white eagle chirped, flew down and stood on his arm, and flapped its wings a few times to stabilize itself.

A small brass cylinder was strapped to its right leg, evidently an urgent message from somewhere.

The brown fingers quickly removed the cylinder, and unfolded the tiny papyrus rolled up inside to look at it.

The dangerous situation that was on the verge of breaking out suddenly relaxed because of this sudden interruption.

Seeing that the young king of Egypt seemed to have urgent business to deal with, the other pharaoh who had achieved his goal was too lazy to stay here.

"Don't shoot at the game, unless you really want me to take him away."

The boy king with purple pupils repeated again, he turned his face sideways, the shadow covered half of his face, just showing the corner of his lips that suddenly raised slightly.

"Since we all have unlimited time, why rush?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly jumped out from the window sill, and his figure disappeared into the night.

The cold and sharp eyes of the boy king behind him pierced his back like a sharp knife, and he didn't bother to look back.

He walked forward in the woods near the familiar palace, and a ray of moonlight penetrated the gaps in the leaves and fell on his cheek brightly.

He looked up.

The crescent moon has emerged from the thick clouds, and the round moon shines on the land of Egypt in the night.

He looked at it for a long time, hesitated for a while, and then stopped suddenly.

Then he turned around and walked to the other side.

Soon, the dormitory with the delicately carved stone pillars and the faint firelight appeared in front of his eyes.

Avoiding the guards in front of him, he swiftly climbed up the tall roof pillars.

As soon as he went up to the terrace, a huge dormitory was opened before his eyes.

The king of Egypt was kneeling and sitting on the big bed with his back facing him, rustling with round and fluffy chestnut balls, not knowing what he was doing.

As soon as he saw that familiar figure from the back, the Pharaoh of the underworld felt a little warmth in his heart, but this time the warmth was still faintly tinged with an unpleasant sourness.

He walked lightly.

And the game seems to be concentrating on communicating with the chestnut ball in his arms without noticing him coming from behind.

He reached out and patted Youyou on the shoulder to remind him of his existence——

Exactly at the same time, Li Ziqiu lying in Yuyou's arms looked over with big round eyes, and Yuyou immediately saw the reflection of the person behind him stretching out his hand in Liziqiu's eyes, and was stunned——

Following the sudden and panicked cry of Brother Wang, the plump chestnut ball disappeared into the air with a bang because its owner was caught off guard and hugged, pressed, and squeezed hard.

The game's unusual panic reaction made the pharaoh of the underworld startled and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Yu Yu turned around in a hurry, his eyes were wide open and he turned around in a panic.

His dodgy face flushed red.