[Mummy] Eternal Life Spell

Tiya Xavier froze in place, and the pain and engraved resentment that flashed through Fisherlila's eyes could not escape his eyes no matter what.

The past that Mr. carries on his body is unimaginably heavy for him.

"...Then what you said before, that you want me to assassinate the Pharaoh? Is this the price for letting me go?" His intuition prevented Tia Xavier from continuing to ask, he paused, and changed the subject.

"Ah, you can do whatever you want, because whether you do it or not, Pharaoh's death is a foregone conclusion. Someone wants him to disappear, but this person is not me." The gentleman's expression returned to his usual calm, he rushed He smiled enigmatically, and left the courtyard without looking back.

Tiya Xavier stared straight at Mr.'s back, gritted his teeth, and quickly left the cage.

It's just that he didn't notice that when he left, a figure came out from the corner of the house.As the High Priest of Egypt, he possesses a whole body of mana. If he really wants to hide, maybe even the husband will not be able to find him.

Imerton looked sullenly into the distance.Although the relationship between him and his husband seems to be in an embarrassing period now, and it is no longer harmonious and natural as before, but this does not mean that he cannot notice anything.It was precisely because he noticed that his husband had something on his mind recently, so he felt strange, so he followed behind him, only to see such a scene...

Clearly, Fisher Rilla is looking for his own death, but why?Although Imerton never knew his real age, he could guarantee that his body was still in top condition and he could live for a long time. Why did he do this? !Could it be that this is just a trick, in fact, he will not go to die at all?Imerton urgently needed a reason, otherwise, even if he didn't want the position of high priest, he would have to forcibly take him out of Egypt.

"Since he can't be used for himself, then for his own benefit, Fischer Rilla must die." This was Ramis's determination.He wants to do this thing perfectly, and do it impeccably, and by the way, he can directly remove obstacles on his own path, which is even more perfect.He set up a game and waited for Mr. to jump in by himself.

He hid the key to the cell where Tiazeville was held in a very inconspicuous corner, waiting for Mr. to visit him—he would go, he knew him, and even if he didn't go, he would have a way to lure him there.Then, when he leaves the cell, his people will deliberately guide Tiazeville to see the key, and at the same time, he will let in a few Hittites who have been trying to rescue Tiazeville.

According to Tiya Xavier's ambition, he will never be reconciled if he doesn't take off the pharaoh's head. Of course, even if he chooses to escape directly, Ramses has a way to make a few people pretend to be Hittites and then...

If Tiya Xavier assassinated the pharaoh, then he would lead a heavy army to guard the only way they escaped—just as he had already planned—to execute them on the spot. If they chose to escape directly, the end would be the same Same, because the Pharaoh was assassinated by the "Hittites" anyway.

At that time, the "accomplice" Fisherlila will never escape the death penalty, and Imerton's power will be greatly weakened, and he can logically become a pharaoh.All this was originally planned, but he still underestimated Fisher Lila and this Oriental.

He used unknown herbs to fascinate the eyeliner he had arranged around the courtyard without anyone noticing. God knows how he found the eyeliner hidden in the darkness.He knocked out the Hittites he'd worked so hard to bring in, and replaced them with ones he'd gotten from nowhere.

Tiya Xavier disappeared, as if he had evaporated out of thin air. No one knew where he was, and his news was cut off midway because his husband saw through the plan.The next morning, he got the news that his father had been assassinated and died, and caught several assassins on the spot. Although they committed suicide by taking poison immediately, it can be determined from the language they used that the assassins were Hittites.

Ramis froze in place, although all of this was basically exactly the same as his plan, but all the details were different.According to the original plan, although Tiya Xavier fled, all his words and deeds were under his surveillance.Pharaoh would indeed die, but that should also be with his "help"!

Now, all that changed, he sent troops to intercept Tiazevir, however, nothing was caught.

"...Sir...what on earth do you want to do..." Ramis looked at the gentleman who was imprisoned by him but still looked calm, a little frustrated and even more puzzled.

"I just did what I have always been doing." The gentleman smiled slightly, his amber eyes were still crystal clear.The imprisoning didn't make him look desolate, but his calm and leisurely attitude, as well as the nobility integrated into his bones, made him look even more attractive.

Seeing that the husband still had this attitude, Ramis felt a sense of irritability rising in his heart.He frowned, and murmured: "You obviously already know what I'm going to do, why do you still have to plan..."

"Death?" The gentleman smiled playfully, "Hey, Ramses, maybe you can continue to bring Egypt into prosperity, but sadly, there are some things that you will never understand in this lifetime."

Saying that, Mr. closed his eyes.Seeing that he didn't want to say anything more, although his goal had already been achieved, the frustration in his heart made Ramis turn around angrily.Before leaving, he ordered that Fischer Rilla would be gnawed by worms, to be executed at sunrise tomorrow.This is the most horrible criminal law in Egypt.According to legend, the soul of the person who is devoured by insects will be tortured forever, and he will never be reborn forever.

But there are exceptions to everything.

"Imorton..." Mr. Leaning against the prison wall, looking at Imerton in a black robe with mummified corpses at his feet, he sighed helplessly and frowned, "What are you doing again?" What's the trouble."

Imerton didn't speak, he just turned the cell door in front of him into grains of sand, the cell door opened wide, but Mr. didn't have the slightest intention to leave.

"I was there the day you let Tiazeville go." Seeing how stubborn he was, Imerton tried to calm himself down. He suppressed his anger and quietly walked in front of Mr.

Mr. frowned at him.If Imerton was there at that time, it stands to reason that according to his personality, he would definitely prevent him from seeking death, why...

"Do you know why I didn't stop you at that time?" Imerton squatted down, put his hands on the gentleman's shoulders, looked into the gentleman's eyes, paused, and his tone was tinged with bitterness and helplessness, " Because I believe in you, sir! I believe that you will have a way to escape from all this, and I believe that all this is just a small trick in your clever brain... But why didn't you resist?! Why didn't you resist like you did in St. Rand turned the tide like that?!"

The gentleman still looked at him silently.

"I'm sorry, Fisher Rilla, I know you don't want me to be here, and I know you want me to be better than the high priest so as not to insult your name. However, I can't just watch To die with you, I can't, without your temples, without your Egypt, what's the point of staying? So I leave it all and come to you, let's get out of here, Fischer Rilla, let's get out of here together, We can go to your country and take back your country! Okay, sir?" Imerton grabbed his arm with some eagerness.

The gentleman's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Imerton who was begging him so humbly, for some reason, the gentleman felt a sudden throbbing pain in his heart that hadn't had any special fluctuations for a long time.He sighed, still appearing so indifferent on the surface, which made Imerton's teeth itch with hatred in his heart.

"Imorton, I remember that you have been a teacher for a long time, and it is not good to rely on the teacher so much..."

"This is not a teacher-student relationship! I can't watch the person I love die, I can't do it! Do you not want to understand or are you afraid to understand?! You selfish bastard!" Emerton suddenly raised his voice, he Almost going crazy from this unresponsive man, "We are running out of time, sir, don't let me hurt you...I don't want to, but if you don't want to, I will force you..."

"..." Mr. looked into Emerton's eyes, and finally compromised, "Okay, let's go." He closed his eyes gently to conceal the complexity in them.

It's useless, Imerton, Ramsey knew from the beginning that you would come to rescue him, so he had already made all preparations.It's already late, it's been late since the beginning... Mr. sighed bitterly in his heart.

For him, Imerton is a variable and uncertain factor in his chess game. He doesn't want him to appear here, or in other words, he doesn't want to involve Imerton in this game, but he also knows it very well in his heart , and even vaguely expecting something, Imerton will definitely appear.

Sure enough, as soon as he went out, he was splashed with a basin of water.For Imerton, who has limited abilities, all his abilities rest on sand, and water is his greatest nemesis.Although he still has force, so what?His ability has not reached the level of defying the sky, plus, the knife on the neck of the husband made him completely give up resistance.

As the high priest, Imerton colluded with the rebel party, let go of the enemy prince, and killed the pharaoh. He committed a heinous crime and was punished by insects.

Maybe this is destiny, everything is doomed in the dark.

Imerton didn't resist at all, and his eyes were always on Mr. who would not panic at any time, as if this look lasted for a thousand years.

The gentleman raised his eyes, and the eyes of the two people collided.Only this time, in the face of Imerton's complex gaze of blazing, reluctance, pain, despair, love and other emotions, Mr. did not avoid or conceal the comfort and tenderness in his eyes. He smiled at him and wiped his eyes. As he passed by, he whispered something in Imerton's ear.

None of this has anything to do with you, Imerton.Mister lowered his eyes, he did feel remorse, but... you are right, he is indeed a selfish bastard.

He just wants to "die", really die, he's had enough of this world, really, really enough.Maybe the vicious curse of death like insect bite can offset the so-called, ridiculous "curse of eternal life"...

Imerton's pupils shrank slightly, and gradually, he felt his eye sockets were moist.

One day, he will let the fires of Egypt burn for three days and three nights, and then be buried in history forever under the ravages of sandstorms.He will, will, will bring you back to life, Fischer Rilla, his husband, his lover, his...

Jiang Jiuli.

The author has something to say: what happened 3000 years ago is over

Don't worry, a mere insect bite can't really kill Mr.