The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

The Pharaoh, who loved his wife like his life, became more radical at some point when dealing with matters related to the princess-this is a fact that has been certified by God.

"Hmph, you will know how to cherish it after losing it once. This kid is still on the right track."

Lord Mejed snorted a few times awkwardly, leaving aside the displeased old father mentality that his child had been taken away, what the Pharaoh did was completely unmistakable and perfect in its eyes.

After all, with so many bad nightmares in the past as a foreshadowing, Ozymandias is now determined to protect Tahir. This sentence is not just thinking in his heart, but saying it with his mouth.

He will protect his lover in danger, he will give everything for his lover, and do all he can do—even beyond the scope of his ability.

This heart can be perceived in detail, Tahir has never thanked Ramses, and there is no need for this extra step between them.

It is such a precious warmth that could not even appear in extravagant hopes, but now it is truly obtained, which makes Tahir cherish it even more.

He thought it would be good as it is now.

Ramses will wholeheartedly want to protect him. Although he is not as fragile as his lover thinks, but if he receives this love, he will repay him with equal or even more heart in his own way.

It's just that there is one thing that Tahir has always ignored, until now he finally realized it.

——That is, Ramses, how far his [love] for him has reached.

He had never really experienced it before.

Only at this moment.

The Pharaoh, who insisted on appearing in such a ostentatious manner despite opposition, suddenly restrained his smile under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Tahir has been paying attention to him. No matter how subtle the expression changes on Ozymandias's face, he will not escape his eyes, let alone——Wang actually did not hide it.

"Rameses?"

Because he sensed something was wrong, he called him.

Maybe this is the first time since their reunion, the pharaoh did not respond to his lover, but put him down in silence.

Raising his hand again, he just used the pulp of his index finger to gently rub the faint lines between the brows of the blond heroic spirit, allowing his brows to relax, leaving only a trace of surprise.

But Tahir's surprise quickly disappeared.

He seemed to understand something in the exchange of eyes with the king, and ripples from the depths appeared in the clear eyes.

"Do you have to do this, Ramses?"

When Wang's fingertips left the eyebrows, Tahir said this sentence.

They hid the communication between each other in the sight of the brief contact, and it was extremely easy to understand what the other party was thinking, and also understood what the other party was going to do next.

Ozymandias naturally knew that Tahir did not agree with what he wanted to do at this time. The reason was not that it was not feasible, but that it would affect him visibly with the naked eye.

"It's okay, Tahir, don't worry."

Knowing that this decision will not change anyway, Wang just replied: "I am not standing here as the current ruler of this country. Although I was in the past, but now, I just want to inform you of one thing. For all the deceived people in the world."

After finishing speaking, just like when he was still alive in the past, the young Pharaoh stood on the high platform in front of the temple, looking down at the land he once ruled and his former subjects.

"Look at these faces, how much ignorance is there?"

After roughly looking around for a week, Wang sighed.

The water of the Nile River was still rushing and flowing in the distance, countless mortals crawling on the ground raised their heads in a daze, looking up at the glorious scene above the temple, it was extremely quiet for a while.

No one here knows what the Pharaoh is talking about.

But what they knew was that the incarnation of God, a man who was so precious on earth, held another person's hand tightly with his right hand under everyone's attention.

That person is not anyone they know who can hold hands with the king, and even less qualified to stand side by side with the incarnation of God on earth.

But "God" not only did this, but also pulled the man to stand in a brighter place.

This place really shines.

It seems that all the sunshine has sensed the existence of the most honorable person in the world and gathered here actively.

It may also be because the eyes of countless people are focused here, and everyone's eyes have an extremely glaring light.

The two stood at the top, and the rest were below.

Tahir had never been bathed in such a radiant light.

For him, this is a height that only the sun can reach.

In the past, the closest to this light was the day when the great king was crowned and crowned. Holding the crown of the king in his hand, he walked step by step to the front of the brightest light.

That day...

The light was too hot and too dazzling.

It's just that a mortal's eyes are not so lucky, and when he looks directly at the brilliance of the sun at the nearest place, he can't see clearly at all.

indeed.

At that time, Tahir's eyes were almost invisible, so he actually never witnessed the most glorious moment of Ramses with his own eyes.

"did you see it?"

The voice woke Tahir from his memory, he thought it was asking himself, but it was not just him.

Ozymandias seemed to be asking everyone, "What a range of expressions I see on these faces. Shock, disbelief, envy—and resentment, well, as expected, are you thinking, How can such a sinner be qualified to stand side by side with Pharaoh?"

No one dared to respond, even though a considerable part of the voices coincided with this statement.

And the king didn't need to answer.

What he really wanted to do was not to get some answers, nor to awaken these mortals who were blinded like himself in the past.

"Some of you resent him because of your own selfish desires, and some of you don't know the truth and just drift with the muddled truth."

"—It doesn't matter, just this once, I forgive you."

Wang said.

"After all, even Yu made the same mistake."

As soon as the words fell, Pharaoh found that his palms were squeezed harder.

But he still made up his mind and continued to finish what he wanted to say.

"Back here again, Yu wants to tell the world this fact: There is nothing shady about Yu and his love. Yu's lover does not need to accept any blame, because his devotion to this country is unmatched. Even God cannot deny it."

"Under the watchful eyes of God the Father, if the guilt of innocence can be washed away, and our love can be blessed by the gods—then let the glory of celebration fall on our feet!"

The king took his lover's hand and walked forward proudly.He wanted to walk down the long steps to the ground.

He didn't look at Tahir again, as if he was angry, he had already decided in his heart that his lover would obey him.

And in this situation...it's impossible not to go along with him.

Tahir's eyes were no longer dim, but at this moment they were inexplicably astringent.

Perhaps the oncoming wind and sand were too big—but the next moment, Wang's white cloak blocked his eyes, domineeringly occupying his entire field of vision.

'No need for that, Ramses.The past has become the past, and no one can understand even if they argue. '

Tahir wanted to say that, and he also wanted to tell him that he never complained, and never regretted it.

But the heat from the palm of his hand was unprecedentedly hot, and it burned straight to his heart.

Even if it's so hot, I don't want to let go.

Because the king wanted to use this tough and decisive way to protect him.

Then there is no reason to stop.

It was different from the time at the beginning—the extremely distant time. The blond-haired high priest followed closely in the footsteps of the stern-looking Pharaoh, and speeded up, walking side by side with the king.

Everyone stared at them, watching them clenched their hands, looking straight ahead, and calmly walked from the height of the temple to the ground.

The beam of light coming from nowhere always illuminates their way forward, like silent wishes and guidance.

They came to the ground without stopping, and went straight through the dense crowd.

The passage that was withdrawn by itself was extremely spacious, as if it belonged exclusively to the king and the high priest, and no one else could intervene between them.

Probably around this time.

The pharaoh's stern expression was replaced by a gradually gentle smile.

"My lord, how is Yu doing?" He asked with a little pride.

The expression of the person being questioned remained unchanged, at most at a certain moment, he raised his head invisibly: "It's not very appropriate."

"It's too self-willed to be a king, Your Majesty."

"Then." The wayward Majesty asked again: "What about your beloved Ramses?"

This time, the High Priest opened his lips slightly, and finally gave a less indifferent answer: "It's okay."

——This person...

—You really are an idiot, Ramses.

The author has something to say: the text of the next chapter is over, and I will support the current master in advance