Pharaoh

The remaining light gradually disappeared, and night fell in the sky of Cheys.

In an alley with few pedestrians, a man was running forward quickly, his slightly curly short dark black hair flew back because of the wind blowing when he ran.

The man quickly rushed out of the alley.

bump!

The man who was running too fast but looking backward from time to time bumped into a young boy directly in front of him. The man's tall physique made him stop after taking a step back, and he was much thinner than the man. The young man was knocked backwards immediately, and he was about to fall hard.

A black-haired attendant following the boy stepped forward to support his master, thus avoiding the tragedy of the boy falling to the ground.

What did you do today, and why did you run into people wherever you went.

The immature face of the young Wangdi who hit someone's chest with his head was wrinkled in pain, and he rubbed his nose depressedly.The bridge of the nose was hit hard, sore and painful, and I don't know if it was collapsed.

"Why are you so rampant, don't you even look at the road?"

Distressed by the brother Wang who was clutching his nose in pain and unable to speak, the loyal black-haired guard couldn't help but get angry at that reckless man.

"Sorry, I……"

The man apologized in embarrassment, he was panting, perhaps because the long running just now consumed too much energy.

He looked behind him vigilantly again, and then looked at the boy who was hit by him.

He was startled and said, "It's you."

The sore nose healed a little bit, and the young Wangdi raised his head in confusion when he heard this sentence.

Looking up, only the man's broad shoulders can be seen.

So, Brother Wang tried his best to tilt his head up a little more, and he finally saw the man's face.

Slightly rough appearance, lake-colored green eyes, dark black curly short hair, and that tall body that is different from ordinary people... Well, even if the game wants me not to remember, I can't do it.

However, even if he remembered, he didn't bother to talk to this person. Karin's time limit was almost up, and he had to rush back.

As he was thinking this way, the man suddenly grinned at him, so he responded with a reflexive smile.

Before the reflexive smile disappeared, there was a bang, and the young Wangdi watched in astonishment as the man fell headfirst in front of him, unconscious.

"Ke, Kekeya! This person can't be so useless! I was the one who was knocked down, I'm fine, why did he fall down instead!"

"Your Highness, I don't think this has anything to do with you."

Ke Ya, who leaned over to check the man's situation, raised his head. He stretched out his hand, and the palm was stained with bright red blood.

"He had a sword wound on his chest and it looked like someone was chasing him," he said.

The black-haired guard stood up, and he said, "Okay, Your Highness, we have to leave, the time limited by Lord Karin is almost up."

The young Wangdi frowned, and he asked, "Will he die regardless of what he says?"

Ke Ya glanced at the man lying on the ground. The sword wound he checked just now was on the man's chest, quite close to the heart vein. It was very deep, and the bleeding had not been effectively stopped. Even if the people who chased him did not find him , the man would also die from blood loss.

Although Ke Ya understood what his answer would lead to, he would not lie to his master.

"Yes." he replied.

After all, he couldn't help but say another word.

"Your Highness, you promised Lord Karin..."

"Kaya, do you think it's useful for you to say this?"

"...It's useless."

"Then hurry up and help me lift this guy up! We can go back sooner if we deal with it earlier."

"Yes."

The loyal guard answered with a face of resignation.

The bright moon and starry sky, the dome-like sky of the sky covers the land of the city of Cheys.

In an ordinary small hotel room that can be seen everywhere in this bustling city, a man is lying on the bed and panting in pain.With his eyes closed, he was obviously in a coma, his face was flushed abnormally, and his breathing was very rapid.

His upper body was naked, and his chest was tightly bound by a white bandage, but a trace of bright red blood still leaked out from the thick bandage.

The boy with violet pupils walked to the bed with a glass of water, raised the man's head with one hand, and brought the glass to his lips.Although the man lost consciousness, his instinctive reaction was still there. As soon as his lips touched the water, he swallowed automatically, and the glass of water was quickly drunk.

The boy put the water glass on the bedside.

Ke Ya was sent by him to find the owner of the hotel to buy a set of old clothes.At this moment, he looked at the pile of men's clothes thrown at the foot of the bed, bent his knees and squatted down, picked up the blood-stained shirt casually, and considered whether it would be better to just throw it away or burn it.

At the moment when the clothes are lifted, click!A crisp sound of something hitting the ground was very clear in this quiet room.

Reflexively, Yugi reached out and picked up the thing that had fallen on the floor.

It was a bracelet on the arm, black and shiny, showing the unique icy tone of metal.It is hollowed out in the middle, forming a singular and graceful symbol.

This black bracelet looks unattractive at first glance, and it is also very heavy. Few people use black metal to create decorative armbands.

I always feel a little familiar... Forget it, it's better not to touch other people's things casually.

The young Wangdi wanted to stand up and put this on the man's bedside.

However, at the moment before he got up, a fragment of memory suddenly flashed in his mind - when the long brown hair with beautiful luster slipped from his shoulder because of the master's sideways, Prince Mitanni's left arm A shiny black armband was exposed - Yuyou still remembered that he looked at the armband several times out of curiosity, it was exactly the same as the armband in his hand.

Something cold and sharp rested on his shoulder.

The young Wangdi clenched the black iron armband in his hand, and when he turned his head, the sharp blade of the dagger shone with a unique cold brilliance on the side of his neck.

Violet pupils looked up slowly, and Brother Wang stared at the tall man who woke up at some point and silently pointed a dagger at his neck from behind.

The man didn't seem to be in a very good condition. He was panting rapidly, and it was obvious that the wound on his chest was causing him great pain.But even so, he was able to easily cut off the slender neck of the half-kneeling brother Wang.

"It seems that you know what this armband represents... What a pity, if you are not an Egyptian nobleman and don't understand its meaning, I can still let you go."

The man said that the expression on his face was complicated.

This armband, engraved with the Mithraic charm of his country, is something only the Mitanni royal family is entitled to wear.

Commoners would not know about this kind of thing, maybe ordinary Egyptian aristocrats would not know or notice this kind of thing, but this young but intelligent Egyptian aristocratic boy had clearly seen this.

Sometimes being too smart is really not a good thing.

The man's lake-like emerald green eyes let out a ferocious cold light, the dagger in his hand pressed against the soft throat, the point of the sword had already pierced in, and a bright red seeped out, adding bright red to the white porcelain neck. hue.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The man frowned and asked, his hand holding the dagger was very strong, as if he would stab it in the next second.

But the boy stared at him with big violet eyes, his calmness was too abnormal.

Then, the boy raised his hand and casually pushed his hand holding the dagger away.

"Stop pretending." The young Wangdi stood up and casually threw the black iron armband in his hand to the man, "Since I helped you, I won't reveal your whereabouts."

Ke Ya had obviously taken away all the weapons from this man before, so I really don't know where he hid the dagger...

The young Wangdi raised his foot and kicked the pile of clothes under his feet to make sure that the inside was soft.

"It's not that I don't know about repaying kindness and revenge." He said, "However, I will help children I don't know, and I won't bully women with force... If you are not such a guy, I won't bother to save you."

The man looked at the game, then at the dagger with a little blood in his hand, he seemed a little frustrated.

"Aren't you afraid?" He asked again.

It is undeniable that although I made such a move mainly to intimidate the boy and let him not reveal his whereabouts, it was more or less because I suffered from this boy last time, so now I am going to threaten this boy with a bit of revenge. name boy.

However, it was obvious that the other party didn't like him at all.

"Lie down, or the wound will open again." The young brother pointed to his chest covered with a white bandage that oozes a little blood again due to forced activities, "If the second prince of Mitanni dies, In Egypt, if we can’t explain it here, it will be troublesome.”

"So you can rest assured that even if I know your identity, I have no plans to take advantage of the fire."

The man's lake-like emerald green pupils stared at the game for a long time under the dim light.

Then, he smiled, it was a kind of smile that didn't match the rough and honest face, and it was somewhat weird.

"You are right, once I die, I will be killed by you Egypt."

"Even if it isn't, it has to be," he said.

"The arrogant and tyrannical Egypt secretly killed the second prince of Mitanni because of a disagreement. The eldest prince of Mitanni broke off diplomatic relations with Egypt in grief and anger, and called on the people of the whole country to avenge the second prince, and drove Egypt out of Syria in one go. It is the result that my brother Wang wants."

The man lay back on the bed.

He said: "But I don't want to be a stepping stone for Brother Wang at all, so you have to help me, little Egyptian nobleman."

"...Are you coercing or threatening?"

"It's all right, it doesn't matter, anyway, you can't leave me alone. My death is not good for Egypt. Even if it is pretending to be sad and angry, my brother Wang will not let Egypt go easily."

"Do you think that brother of yours is capable of driving Egypt out of Syria?"

The face of the boy with violet pupils darkened slightly, and he seemed very unhappy, but the man with a rather rough personality obviously didn't notice it in a certain way, and he still talked as if to show off.

"My brother Wang is very smart, there is nothing he can't do."

"He will not be my king—Pharaoh's opponent!"

The young Wangdi retorted loudly with a sullen expression on his face.

"who said it!"

"I said!"

"Brother Wang is stronger than your Pharaoh!"

"My king... the king will not lose to anyone!"

Under the night, a strange and ridiculous war between Mitanni and Egypt is taking place in the room without gunpowder.