[Mummy] Eternal Life Spell

The birthday party of the Egyptian princess must be full of excitement.Friends from other countries will bring the most sincere blessings, and the pharaoh will never waste this opportunity to show off his national power.Luxurious setting, bright hall, all kinds of exquisite delicacies, bright and charming maids, the smell of money is all over the face.

The gentleman sat in a remote corner where no one cared about, drinking wine leisurely, occasionally picked up one or two fruits, and looked at the crowd in front of him with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the dancing girl writhing in the middle of the palace. Watching something that has nothing to do with me.

Seti I quieted the lively banquet, and his appearance looked like a benevolent and kind middle-aged man, a loving father.He first said a few words of blessing to his daughter who was sitting beside him, and then he thanked the envoys from other countries. These were just some superficial words that he didn't know if they were true or not.

"I heard that the teacher of my high priest also came here today. I don't know if it's true or not." It wasn't until the end that he raised this question slowly and almost casually.

Imerton, who was sitting on the side, darkened his face, and immediately set his gaze on a certain corner, where a figure stood up. "Yes, Your Majesty." He walked unhurriedly to the center of the hall, and made a strange salute calmly and calmly, with his hands facing each other. His tone could be called respect, but it definitely had nothing to do with enthusiasm.

The people around gasped and whispered to the people around them, not knowing whether it was because he didn't bow down to the Pharaoh or because of his appearance that was different from others.

The pharaoh had obviously heard about him from his precious princess. He looked at the handsome man standing below the stage, and besides being curious, his eyes were more unpredictable.He did not get angry because of his "rudeness", but said with a pleasant face: "You are Fisher Lila, right? Judging by your appearance, you are indeed not from Egypt or the surrounding countries. I heard that you are from far away Dongfang? Or the patriarch of a big family? My high priest can be so good, thanks to your help..."

"The high priest can achieve what he is today, thanks to his own efforts, the trust of the Pharaoh, and the gift of God Seth. At best, I am just a helper to help him learn to read." The voice of the gentleman is still calm and gentle, not surprised , "I come from a small family in the east. The so-called title of patriarch is just an empty shelf. Because I like to travel, I came to the great Egypt."

"How does my Egypt compare to your country?" Pharaoh raised his chin slightly.

The gentleman looked at him, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Egypt is a sacred and great country, and it is also a country with an ancient civilization. Her growth is like a beautiful and lingering poem. I have not seen it for a long time. Back home, and every country has its own history, so I don't know how to compare."

His answer made Seti I noncommittal. It sounded like a compliment, but he didn't answer anything in essence. This strange guy from the East was quite cunning.He thought, although there was a smile on his face, but his eyes were bottomless, he deserved to be the teacher of Immorton...

"Nafidili admires your talent very much. I think you will stay in Egypt and come to the palace to be the teacher of the princess. How about you? You can teach such an excellent high priest, and you must be able to teach my daughter well." The Pharaoh spoke slowly, making it difficult for people to understand the true meaning of his words.

But Imerton knew what he meant.Since his power grew day by day, the pharaoh who helped him become a priest has also become vigilant against him day by day.From ancient times to the present, no pharaoh really trusted his high priest, because the power of the high priest was too great, and even sometimes the pharaoh had to follow their instructions, to be precise, the instructions of God.Pharaoh claimed to be the son of God Amon and ruled the vast land of Egypt. Of course, he could not be willing to let another person ride on his head and endanger his centralized rule.

Pharaoh must have realized the importance of his master to him, and he wanted to gradually weaken his power, and he wanted to gradually pluck off his too plump wings, starting with his most important person first.

For his own sake, he can use anyone, including his beloved daughter... Imerton circled among the many guests, glanced coldly at Nefidiri who was smiling very happily, and then set his eyes on The gentleman who became extremely popular because he became the teacher of Her Highness the Princess couldn't help frowning.

The gentleman seemed to feel his gaze. Imerton was not sure, but after seeing him say a few words to the people next to him, he calmly got away from the crowd and walked in front of Imerton, with a very polite and gentle look on his surface. Smiling, but with a volume that only the two of them could hear, he seemed to be casually saying: "From the moment I walked in front of you, the pharaoh who was enjoying the song and dance put his peripheral vision on us, Emerton , it seems that even if you became the high priest, you still haven't cleared all the obstacles."

"But you still agreed to Pharaoh's request, Fisherlila, since you can see what Pharaoh is trying to do, why..." Imerton had a chatty expression on his face, but his voice was very serious.

"Why do you still have to stay as your burden?" The gentleman smiled, watched the maid fill himself with wine, and then said in a nonchalant tone, "Imorton, what did you learn from me?" Gentleness and elegance are just your disguise. Facing the king, you, as another king, need to take the initiative to attack. Solving obstacles before he defeats you is the way to survive. Do you want to back down?"

"No, I understand the truth, but, after all, it's just a matter between me and him, I don't want to..."

"Don't want to implicate me? Oh Emerton..." There was something else in the smile on the gentleman's face, and it was fleeting. "Although you are very smart, I dare say you are one of the smartest people I have ever met." One, you are the youngest high priest, but you are too young. It is a naive statement that there is no involvement in power struggles and conflicts. When you step on the road of high priest, everyone around you, it doesn’t matter if they have relationships It doesn't matter, they are all pawns in the game between you and Pharaoh. This is your choice, and it is also a fact that you must face. The so-called way of survival is roughly like this. Since I became your teacher, I have already seen this step, It's no big deal."

"...Heh, is it an experience talk?" Hearing the almost ruthless tone of the husband, Imerton's voice became strange, "What about you? Did you win or lose the so-called power war in your mouth? Maybe the result It directly caused you to go into exile in another country..."

Mr. looked at Imerton, then shook his head with a sort of chuckle, lowered his eyes, and picked up a grape. "My country, when I ruled, was different from the current Egypt. The sheer power of theocracy has never been the object of fear or concern for me... The reason for my trip away from home is not the failure of the struggle for the power of the king, the failure of the theocracy. It never existed, but this is indeed my experience, what you want to get, what you want to keep in your hands, you have to do whatever it takes."

The gentleman's voice was very flat, including his expression, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but for some reason, Imerton could hear a trace of sternness and sharpness in his voice.When he was a king, he must not be a simple king, perhaps, he was still a more difficult king to deal with than Seti I.Imerton thought, looking deeply at the calm man in front of him.

"You must know what I should do?" After a long time, Imerton smiled and sighed softly.

"Didn't you have a plan a long time ago? You must know a lot more about Pharaoh than I do." The gentleman stood up, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was speaking to Imerton , softly said, "Since ancient times, there have been many troubles for beautiful women, and since then the king has not come to court early..."

Imerton looked at the back of his husband with a complicated expression. This man who appeared in his life and gave him great help, compared to how little he knew about him, Mr. knew much more about him.Moreover, did he really not understand this pharaoh?His performance is not like a person who just met Pharaoh.

As a bystander, sir, or Fisher Rilla has witnessed the rise and fall of too many dynasties, and sometimes even pushed the boat along, although no matter what history, he will never exist trace.With the attitude of a spectator, with eyes of appreciation or sarcasm, he quietly watched the good show brought to him by history.

Maybe he would feel bored, lonely or painful at the beginning, hating his long life, but time is a magical thing, it smoothed all his edges and corners, and buried all his emotions deeply in his heart. The next thing to do is to be calm, indifferent and calm.

He can easily see a person's character, but he doesn't care about those people's pretense or calculations against him. In his eyes, their remaining decades of life are just a blink of an eye. To waste an iota of emotion on a person who will die and disappear forever in his own life?

Accepting the young Immorton was entirely a whim of his mind, because in his eyes, he saw the original self that was almost forgotten by him.Stubborn, unyielding, know how to endure, but also know how to fight back must bite the enemy to death.It's a nice quality, a wolfishness.

It is undeniable that Imerton is a good student, but he has to walk the road ahead by himself, so the final result is whether he will reach the sky in one step or be lost forever, and the husband will not care about it.After all, what's the use of worrying?Imerton is just a mortal with only a few decades to live.

"Ms. Fisherlila, did you listen to me?" Nafidili pouted angrily, looking at the gentleman in front of her who was calmly looking at the clay board.She was so angry today that she thought of complaining in front of the teacher who had always been kind and gentle to her, but who knew that he was still so indifferent as if he didn't care about anything.

Facing Her Royal Highness Princess of Egypt, the gentleman didn't even raise his eyes. "Your Highness Nafidili, as I said, control your emotions."

"Control your emotions? I have enough control!" Nafidili raised her voice as if she had been wronged, making the maid on the side tremble. "If I didn't control it well, I would have rushed up to kill that The coquettish vixen is strangled to death, who will come to complain to you!"

"Your Highness, pay attention to your words. She is already the concubine of the pharaoh, your mother in name." Hearing Nafidili's words, the gentleman frowned slightly, sighed, and looked helplessly at Nafidili who was full of anger. fidili.