Pharaoh

The large pale violet-toned eyes looked at the young pharaoh with aggrieved eyes, declaring the displeasure of its master.

"Brother Wang, my clothes..."

The young king frowned.

"As I said, you are now the king's younger brother of Egypt!"

The crimson pupils stared at Wang Di who was held in his arms, showing obvious dissatisfaction.

"I don't care where you grew up, but now this is Egypt. Whether it's the language of that country or anything else, I will forget all of them!"

"But, Brother Wang..."

"You still want to go back?"

The Boy King's voice rose slightly, and his red pupils looked even colder.

"Huh? Go back... I never thought about going back."

"Then obey my orders!"

The young Wangdi didn't speak anymore, but still just looked up at him, holding his clothes tightly with both hands.

With a cute and immature face like a child, a pair of big light violet eyes occupying almost half of the face blinked and blinked, looking at him with aggrieved eyes.

Although he just pursed his lips and didn't speak, perhaps this was a step higher than the lethality of making a scene.

If it was normal, the young king who dotes on his younger brother would probably disarm and surrender, putting down his pharaoh airs to coax people.

It's just that now he's pretending to be something, and seeing Brother Wang's appearance, inexplicably, ignorance flares up in his heart.

It's just that after spending so long with his younger brother, he has somewhat begun to understand his younger brother's character of being soft but not tough.If he is too tough, it will definitely make his younger brother disgusted.

Slightly suppressing the anger in his heart, he stretched out his hand, and stroked the soft white porcelain cheek with his light brown fingers.

The comfortable touch of his fingertips dissipated his anger a little, and softened his voice a little.

"Stop talking about that, what happened just now?"

The crimson pupils glanced at the maids who respectfully put their heads on the backs of their hands and lay flat on the ground.

"These lowly fellows offend you?"

The dissatisfaction in the Boy King's tone made the kneeling maids tremble slightly.

It's okay not to mention it, but when he mentioned this, his brother's cute face suddenly collapsed.

"Brother Wang, I don't want to wear earrings."

As soon as these words came out, the young Pharaoh immediately understood what the farce was all about.

He took a look at the golden headdress gleaming between Wang Di's golden hair, and after a closer look, he realized that his Wang Di was completely different from the simple and crisp clothes he usually wears.

On the clothes that were as clean as the clouds in the sky, delicate gold ornaments shone with golden light on the edge of the cuffs.

The light purple cloak is similar in tone to the pair of violet pupils, occasionally softly fluttering a little in the air.

White porcelain skin, pure golden gold ornaments.

The softness of the white color and the hardness of the golden color are obviously an extremely strong contrast, but they give people an unusually harmonious aesthetic feeling abruptly.

Carefully dressed and adorned from head to toe, it should have felt cumbersome or overly showy.But after the ingenious collocation of those extremely beautiful maids... Well, although they tried their best, they couldn't make the cute king of Egypt achieve the majestic, mature and stable feeling required by the priest of Seth, but it will make people feel They probably did it.

No one would hate the white, tender and lovely golden boy at first sight, would he?

At least, the current Boy King is satisfied.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

thought the young Pharaoh with satisfaction.

That's how Egypt's princes should be dressed, and not always in the grotesque garments from faraway lands.

His fingers reached back and touched his brother's soft earlobe.

"Why don't you wear earrings?"

"I don't want piercings in my ears."

"..."

"Brother Wang..."

Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway.

Sighing deep in his heart, the young Pharaoh opened his lips and was about to speak.

"And in my hometown, only women wear earrings, and men don't wear them."

"..."

The young king's opened lips closed.

The crimson pupils glanced at his younger brother, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

Then, he looked at the maidservants lying on the ground, and ordered them to get up.

Seeing that the young king seemed to let them go on purpose, the young king of Egypt breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he breathed a sigh of relief, his head was suddenly pressed against his chest by his brother Wang.

The big hand that was pressing on the back of his head was so strong that it pressed his head against the Young King's chest and couldn't move.

"Come here."

"Brother Wang?"

Not understanding who the boy king was talking to and what he was talking about, he opened his mouth in confusion.

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, a sharp stabbing pain came from his left earlobe, which made him cry out in pain.

He reacted immediately, and tried hard to push away the person who was holding him.But the arms holding him were so tight that he couldn't struggle no matter what.

Just when he was still trying his best to push him away, there was another stabbing pain on his right earlobe.

Taking advantage of the moment when the arm holding him relaxed a little, Yuyu pushed hard with all his strength, and finally pushed the young Pharaoh back suddenly, and he himself staggered a few steps backward due to the reaction force.

Probably because he didn't expect that he would be pushed away, the boy king looked at him a little surprised, but more dissatisfied.

However, he no longer cares about how dissatisfied his brother Wang is, he only knows that he is full of anger now.

The young Wangdi stretched out his hand to touch his ear, and glanced at the blood on his finger.

His fingers curled up slowly, clenched into fists.

His light purple pupils glared angrily at his brother Wang.

"I said I don't want earrings!"

"You are my younger brother, you must obey my orders."

said the young Pharaoh, in a matter of course understatement.

He took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards his younger brother.

Snapped!

His outstretched hand was violently opened by the young Wangdi who was already trembling with anger.

"Brother Wang..."

The impression that has always been given is that the docile and lovely Wang Di is trying his best at this moment, and the angry roar is shaking the entire sky.

"I want to break up with you!!!"

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"Mahart."

"Yes."

"Is Brother Wang angry?"

"...obviously."

"Why is he angry?"

"..."

Is there something really wrong with my education?

It was the second time that Mahart thought so seriously.

However, the boy king's question continued, interrupting his thinking.

"Also, what does 'break up' mean?"

"Well, guessing from the literal meaning..."

There was no need to guess. Soon, the master and the servant understood the meaning of this new word that appeared in Egypt.

"Your Highness, the Pharaoh sent someone to summon you..."

"Don't go!"

"Your Highness, the king has sent someone over again..."

"not see!"

"His Royal Highness, I heard that the king is angry..."

"Tell Brother Wang! If you have the ability, have someone arrest me and take me there!"

"Your Highness, the Pharaoh will come here, please..."

"Kaya! I'm suddenly in the mood to play, so go out with me right now!"

The young king of Egypt announced that he would break off relations with his brother, and he carried it through for five days.

The young Pharaoh was angry, and the consequences were severe.

So the great priests who suffered the serious consequences innocently expressed their headaches.

So Priestess of Wisdom, one of the leaders of the Great Priest, tried to save the country with a curve——

"As the servant of His Royal Highness, don't you think you should do something now? Ke Ya."

"Prince Isis, as the servant of His Royal Highness, I will not go against any of His Royal Highness' wishes."

"The reason why your highness is able to live here in Egypt without any worries is because of the protection of the Pharaoh. If the relationship between the king and his brother becomes tense, it is obvious that your highness will suffer the most damage. .So it is for the sake of the younger brother to persuade the younger brother to let him reconcile with the king."

"But……"

"I don't need to tell you what happened to Wang Di when he lost the favor of the Pharaoh... Ke Ya, your loyalty is very good, but stupid loyalty can't help Wang Di solve any problems. If you are really Wang Di's loyal subordinate Servant, you should think carefully about what to do for the benefit of His Royal Highness."

"...I will try my best, Master Isis."

Therefore, the loyal black-haired guard, under the order of the beautiful priestess who repeatedly reprimanded and Menged, decided to seriously admonish his royal brother for the sake of his royal highness.

"Your Highness, the Pharaoh is your elder brother after all, you..."

In the middle of the conversation, because he was afraid that this topic would make Wang Di unhappy, Ke Ya stopped hesitantly and looked at Wang Di's face.

At this time, the young brother Wang, who was sitting cross-legged in the corridor holding a fluffy chestnut ball and was in a daze from boredom, turned his head and stared at the loyal young guard kneeling in front of him.

He touched the soft chestnut hair of the chestnut ball in his arms, and he didn't seem to be angry at all.

"Is it Isis, or is it Mahat? Um~~ Seth is impossible."

"...It's Master Isis."

Sure enough, I still can't hide it from His Royal Highness.

Ke Ya, who was thinking this way, couldn't help but continue to persuade her.

"Your Highness, although this is the Pharaoh's fault, it's been five days, and your anger should have calmed down, and..."

Well, not bad.

At least for so many days, among so many people who came to persuade him, Ke Ya was the only one who had the courage to say 'it was the pharaoh's fault'.

The young king of Egypt narrowed his eyes and thought.

Looking at his black-haired guard who was talking endlessly, he suddenly raised his voice and called his name.

"Kaya."

"Yes!"

"stand up."

Ke Ya stood up, his eyes following his little master all the time.

The young Egyptian king, who was hugging a fluffy chestnut ball, smiled at his loyal guards, his big light purple eyes curved into lovely crescent-like arcs.

"Do you want to be the second person to break up with me?"

"..."

The black-haired guard looked up at the sky.

"Your Highness, the weather is really nice today."

"Yes~~"

Outside the corridor, the young trees with stretched flexible branches look more green and lovely under the nourishment of the light rain.