Pharaoh

Seth and the others probably already got the news.

So thought the young Pharaoh, advancing in the pouring rain.

The two remaining guards struggled to cut off the dead branches and vines with their swords, clearing the way for their king.

In the forest where vines and branches are entangled, it is almost impossible to ride a horse. They have already put their horses outside the forest and moved forward on foot.

It was really difficult to find someone in this weather, so the young Pharaoh accepted the guard's suggestion and tried to find a place to shelter from the rain nearby, and wait until the torrential rain passed.

It just so happened that one of the guards had lived in this area since he was a child, and he was quite familiar with this mountain. After looking around carefully, he told the boy king that there was a cave for shelter from the rain.

Across a slope full of vines and thorns, a protruding cliff suddenly appeared in front of you.

The sides are deeply recessed, creating a naturally formed hollow.

This hollow is not deep, but at the moment the weather is dark, I feel that when I look through it, the inside is pitch black and I can't see the end.

The two guards looked at each other and asked the young king to stop, and the two walked in cautiously first.

The young king standing outside tightly wrapped his thick cloak, and looked sideways into the depths of the valley.

I just feel that the thick green trees are intertwined in the rain and become a gray piece, and I can't see anything clearly.

so much rain...

That guy's body is already weak, and I don't know if he has healed from the last injury.

Just as the young pharaoh was thinking, a scream suddenly came from the depths of the cave.

When he turned his head, he saw an agile figure jumping out, and disappeared into the distance of the jungle within a few breaths.

The young king didn't move, he just frowned.

Looking away from the direction where the strange figure disappeared, the crimson pupils were still very calm.

He tore off the thick cloak that was wrapped around him, and let the pouring rain hit him.

The young Pharaoh walked towards the pit, his hand clutching the short sword at his waist.

Because of the relationship between light and shadow, this concave hole seems very deep from a distance, but when you get closer, you find that this huge cave is actually quite spacious and shallow, and the light is not dark.

Just a few steps in, the young king saw a guard throwing himself on the ground with a long sword stuck in his back, bleeding all over the ground.

Glancing at the corpse, the young king continued to move forward.

After walking a few more steps, I saw another guard, also lying motionless on the ground.

It seemed that both of his guards were murdered by the shadow just now.

The boy king looked around vigilantly.

Then, his grip on the dagger tightened even more.Because on the edge of the rock wall to the left, he found a figure.

This concave hole is extremely shallow. At a glance, there are only four walls, and the surrounding rock walls can be seen clearly.

It was clear at a glance that apart from the two dead guards and the Pharaoh himself, this shadow was the last person in the cave.

Crimson pupils stared at the man in the shadow without blinking, and clenched the dagger at his waist.

The young king took another two steps forward.

From the beginning to the end, his expression was extremely calm, even when he saw his two bodyguards die, he was not moved in the slightest.

However, after these two steps, his expression suddenly changed.

Let go of the dagger at his waist, and he ran forward quickly.

Pulling the person leaning against the rock wall into his arms, his crimson pupils showed a hint of ferocity at that moment.

He held his breath, and quickly groped the man with his hands.

He didn't notice that his groping fingertips seemed to tremble the moment they reached for the other person's chest.

Nothing was touched, no sharp objects, no wounds.

He calmed down a little.

This quieted down, and he suddenly heard it.

In this shallow, almost silent cave, the beating sound of my heart beating crazily at some point was especially ear-piercing.

The young Pharaoh exhaled lightly to calm his beating heart.

The young man in his arms who had exactly the same appearance as his leaned softly in his arms, motionless, but he could feel the slight sound of breathing.

After groping for a while just now, I didn't find any wounds on the boy's body.

It was obvious that his brother was just knocked out and thrown here, nothing serious happened.

This guy who can only cause trouble should be woken up.

The young king thought so, and his fingers gently stroked the soft cheek of the other party.

-

Someone was slapping his face to wake him from his lethargy.

His eyelids were heavy and he couldn't lift them up. He wondered if he should act like a baby with his mother so that he could sleep longer.

…Actually, skipping a class or two in college is fine.

Those who shake him will not give up.

All right, all right, get up.

He managed to open his eyes slowly.

It was dark in front of his eyes, and he blinked several times before he gradually saw everything in front of him clearly.

Crimson pupils that burn like flames...

So lovely.

He thought so in a daze, not only laughed, but reached out to touch those beautiful crimson eyes.

The owner of those eyes was obviously taken aback by his actions.

Then, the man grabbed his groping hand angrily.

He was still sleeping in a daze, laughing foolishly.

The man seemed to let go of his hand helplessly and stroked his head.

"What are you giggling about?"

giggle?

……Headache……

Ok?

...I'm going to be late for school...

……another me……

wrong?

……here it is……

...this person is...

Pharaoh!

He opened his half-awake eyes suddenly, and he saw this dark and empty cave.

He remembered that he followed the group of people...

I don't know if Keya rescued Sisi or not.

Then, for no apparent reason, he fell asleep...

And then……

The chaotic thoughts suddenly stopped.

His light purple pupils shrank suddenly.

Over the shoulder of the young king who was hugging him tightly, he saw a guard who had fallen on the ground suddenly get up.

The man drew a dagger from his chest, and quickly stabbed the young pharaoh in the back of the heart with his back turned.

It was like a moment in slow motion.

The cold white sword tip was clearly reflected in his violet-toned pupils.

Getting closer--

That's too late.

he thinks.

Absolutely too late.

He clearly thought so at that moment.

But the body moved by itself.

The moment the sharp dagger came down──

His hand went up.

His hands grasped the sharp white blade over the young pharaoh's shoulders.

The sound of the sword cutting the human body was extremely clear at this moment.

The blood splattered from the skin of his hands was sprayed on his pale face.

It hurts so much──

He just felt as if his hands had been chopped into two.

The corners of his pale, trembling lips couldn't even draw air.

The flesh and blood that had been cut open with both hands was brought out to prop up the hideous opening.