A true hero marries a man by his appearance [Comprehensive]

Maybe it's because he's covered in blood, even if he's healed now, it's impossible to ignore the fact that he was scarred before.

Perhaps it was also because there was such a faint tiredness on his face, and he was not at all like the teacher who was always arrogant.

Anyway, no matter what the reason was, when the man raised his hand and reached out to him again, Ozymandias didn't move, just opened his eyes, watching the man's hand approaching.

what……

Wait a minute, he thought the teacher was going to hit him on the head as hard as before, and say something that he didn't think he cared about.

As a result, the tired teacher, who had restrained himself in the blink of an eye, did not knock him, but under Ozymandias' shocked gaze, poked his finger on his forehead.

"How many days have you been waiting here?"

Ozymandias was dumbfounded for a while, forgetting how long he had been sitting in this crappy place.After thinking about it, he replied, "Ten... well, four days."

Somehow he somehow subtracted a few days from the time he had actually waited.Because, if you count the days when he rushed to a certain place before, there should be ten days in total.

The teacher didn't seem to know that he had appeared in that place.

Although it wasn't too close, and it was only a rough glimpse, the specific scene was not clearly seen at all, but...

Ozymandias subconsciously kept the incident a secret.

Not just considering the teacher's self-esteem, there are some more important factors.

It was like a secret that was both dangerous and exuding an alluring fragrance.He still doesn't understand this very well, he wants to hide it in his heart, even if it's stuck in his throat, he still wants to taste the strange and seemingly extraordinarily sweet taste.

"……Um."

The teacher seemed to be relieved, because his stern expression finally eased: "You have your own opinion, so I won't say what to do here if you have nothing to do."

Ozymandias opened his mouth to speak, and his forehead felt a pain immediately.

A brain knocked on it, it was... a familiar feeling!

It was like this when we met for the first time, he was bounced out of nowhere, and then flew ten meters away even more out of nowhere—of course, he didn't fly out now, and he still stood in place.

"You're a good boy, Ozzy." The teacher slowly withdrew his hand, and he seemed to hear admiration and comfort in his deep voice.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you very much... But, if you talk too much, I'm afraid you will fly up, okay! That's it. Let's go, find a place to take a bath first, and eat after taking a bath !"

Ozymandias: "..."

It was actually praised.No, the most important thing is to be thanked!

The prince, who has received countless flattery and praise since he was a child, actually felt a little flattered at this moment - no, it is impossible.Although it was too late to praise, he definitely could afford it.

Moreover, only this sentence is not enough!

"It's gone? It's gone? Teacher, did you miss something?" Ozymandias was dissatisfied: "Also, I'm not a 'child', don't call me so childish!"

The teacher was very perfunctory: "Who cares about you, do you know what contentment is? I'm exhausted, if you don't leave, I will leave."

Ozymandias: "..."

He had no choice but to follow, but he was still dissatisfied.

"Teacher, you must not underestimate me! I will surpass you, and then I will defeat you."

"Here again, didn't you say that you can't bridge the gap between us?"

"Huh? I never think so, even if the difference is not the distance, but the class that everyone thinks is absolutely insurmountable. Nothing is 'absolute'. I am so weak in your eyes, and I will surpass you one day —that’s what I believe.”

"……yes."

The man who was striding ahead suddenly stopped.

Ozymandias was keenly aware that it seemed that because of his confident and high-spirited words, a certain thought of the teacher was aroused.

"It's still too immature to talk so full...but."

Seeing again, the man turned his head, and all the remaining shadows in his golden eyes faded away.Above the oasis transformed from the desert is a bright and clear sky, and the sunlight ignited in his eyes can also burn away the deep haze.

He said to Ozymandias: "That's right - what a compliment. This is what I'm doing, and I don't have the right to deny you!"

"Then, do what you can and come after me."

"Beforehand, it is impossible for me to stop at the same place and wait for you."

The voice was like a stone smashed into the pool water that was unwilling to be silent, causing ripples in the pool.Ozymandias' eyes slowly opened.

Could it be that the light that could sweep away all the gloom also shone into his eyes.

In the not-too-distant future, Ozymandias, who will undoubtedly become the greatest pharaoh throughout history, is still only a young man.

He hadn't reached his most dazzling time yet, he hadn't reached his peak yet, but at such an imperfect time, he caught sight of someone who was even more dazzling than his future self.

Even if this person has just stepped out of the mud that can make most people collapse and despair, he will not be willing to stay in the mud so soon.

He smiled at the future pharaoh who seemed to be greatly shocked, and his raised eyebrows had an indescribable charm.

He says--

"Arrogant and proud boy, if you want to catch up, you really have to do your best."

"Maybe, you have to use up your short few decades of life—all of it."

……

……

Be lured.

Damn, such a teacher...

Such a man who dares to be more dazzling than the Son of God is really angry, but also has to be attracted by him.

Ozymandias finally understood what was going on with the strange taste that had been haunting him from time to time in recent years, and it was hard to explain why.

"You're right, I'm still too naive to think like this..."

Even this kind of thinking can't be discovered in time.

He didn't even wonder why he came up with such a thought - the object was still his teacher - this was avoided.

There is no need or possibility to be ashamed of this outrageous idea.

Because, this is not what it should be.

"Now I'm finally a little self-aware. All right, don't be naughty, your teacher is no different from streaking now, hurry up and find some clothes to put on... wait a minute! What are you taking off!"

"No, you put on mine first."

"..."

It is precisely because he has always been regarded as a naive little ghost, suddenly, the "little ghost" said such an undeniable line in such a strong tone, it will always surprise people.

Before coming here, Ozymandias wore a long white shawl on his body because the wind and sand in front of him was too big for people to keep their eyes open.

Although so many days have passed, the white is basically invisible, but——

"Could it be that you want me to watch my teacher put on the rough clothes of the common people? No, let's make do with it first, and I will prepare the best for you."

"Why are you so enthusiastic all of a sudden? I didn't realize that you cared so much about me, teacher. Besides, I think as long as you can wear it..."

"No way! Well... To be precise, it is impossible for a commoner to have extra clothes that can be lent to you. The fabric is quite precious. Oh, anyway, this outfit is not too strange, and you can keep it like this Back to Thebes."

"..."

The teacher was speechless.

Ozymandias seems to have stumbled upon the only weakness that existed in the heart of this mighty man.

No matter where he goes, no matter how hot the weather is, he is unwilling to lose a piece of cloth on his body-it is said that he quite dislikes Uruk (Uruk?) and people here in Egypt who always don't wear their clothes well, Wearing a pair of skirt-like shorts, I am afraid that the pants will fall off in a fight.

You know, if it wasn't for special reasons, he would never allow himself to appear naked in anyone's eyes like he is now.

"...Okay, okay, I won't be polite to you."

Sure enough, a compromise was made.

Ozymandias took off the dusty shawl, and before the man could reach for it, he wanted to help him put it on himself.

It went well. Although affected by the difference in height and physique between the two, such a large piece of cloth could barely cover the man's chest, but Ozymandias was still very satisfied.

It's just a small detail, a small step.

However, even if only a little bit.

It can also be defined as the first tentative behavior of a real beast growing up from a cub - leaving its own mark on its territory and on its prey.

The future pharaoh who has just realized what he wants can already enjoy the joy of his unhesitating and unwavering actions.

However, I am very discouraged, but relatively speaking, I should be more fortunate that I am a fierce beast among beasts, and it is definitely the "prey" at the top of the food chain. I haven't been wary of him yet, which makes it easier for him to secretly indulge .

"I'm really going this time—stop talking, Ozzy!"

"coming!"

Ozymandias chased after him again.

This time, before refusing to lag behind and walking side by side with that man.

His gaze was like a torch, but it fell on the man's ankle, and an extremely fiery color appeared in his pupils.

The ankles of both feet, where there was nothing before, actually had foreign objects that reflected the dazzling light in the sun.

It was originally a pair of shackles.

It seems to be made of pure gold, with a strong gold chain connected in the middle, which may imply that the man is firmly locked in it, and he will not be allowed to escape even a single step.

However——the chain was torn abruptly a long time ago, and what was left was only the golden shackles that were still imprisoned on both ankles.

Too dazzling.

It's too abrupt.

How can you allow to——

……

It has to be admitted that imagination is running in the mind of this young man who has just determined his goals and plans in an instant.

He only took a rough look at that scene from a distance, but it also left room for imagination.

That blond man, no matter who he is, will become his enemy in this world.

And put aside hatred.

what……

Fragile.

Powerless.

Such a word must not be used on "teacher".

Even if he is pressed under him, he should be proud, it is impossible for people to play with it like such a soft object.

He has a perfect body, not only is it beautiful, but there is no part that does not reveal the strength and aggression of a man's instinct.Such a person shouldn't let the dirty blood and muddy water stain his silver hair, let alone—how could anyone dare to humiliate him in this way.

However, not only did some people really think so, they actually did it.

Whenever he thought of this, the future Pharaoh couldn't help being furious, wishing he could tear that man into pieces.

If it was him, he would never do it.

Ah, not that he didn't want to have his dear "teacher" under him - thought, that's for sure.

The essential difference is that:

Leaving aside the strength gap, he will never force him.

He will never put him in chains.

He wanted the man to accept him from his heart.

He wanted to make that man's beautiful body glow with a thin blush, reduce the expression on his face that was almost indifferent, and make it more gorgeous when he was emotional.

It would be best, with that slightly contemptuous smile that captivates the heart for a moment, and reflect his shadow with the softened golden eyes that are so dazzling.

That is to really...conquer that man.

He can do it.