[Comprehensive] Chaos and evil don't want to forget it!

10.93

Bright and soft orange hair, wrapped in a snow-colored gauze skirt but not inferior to the white skin, wearing fine but exquisite gold jewelry, which is obviously more dazzling than anyone else, even the fingertips seem to be wrapped with radiance A girl with a bright and relaxed smile

——In this dim room where several rebels were detained, it looked like the most terrifying evil spirit.

The golden fine dust scattered on the prisoner's body as her gaze fell, prying his mouth open, leaving black burn marks on the skeleton as if the dark body had been melted, and the severe pain swept across Coming, the almost anti-human desperation and helplessness churned in his mind.

"Are all the people here?"

The high priest, who usually looked lazy and leisurely, lowered his eyes, raised his hand and clasped the man's chin without any disgust.

"Well, who is your leader?"

The lava-like golden liquid flowed down her fingers to the neck of the man whose body was already mutilated, and eroded down without hesitation, like a stream of scarabs spreading endlessly underground.

Even though he didn't even hear the sound, the high priest of the Sun God lightly let go of his hand, ignored the number of "incomplete human figures" who seemed to be about to disappear, and walked to another corner The cloaked man blocked by several people.

"Come on, what is your purpose?"

Isis looked at her with a bright and relaxed smile as if she was enjoying afternoon tea with her, and stretched out her hand again, only feeling full of shudders, she retreated out of the room subconsciously, and stayed behind the door.

Inside and outside the door, it seems to be two worlds.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Fujimaru Tachibana came out of the room calmly, seemed relieved, and looked at Isis with a crooked smile.

"It's fine, you don't have to worry."

Isis's hands trembled, and she stiffly grabbed Fujimaru Tachibana's wrist, as if the warmth slowly made her relax again.

"How did you know just now? Obviously they didn't say anything..."

Fujimaru Tachibana didn't seem to expect that she would suddenly ask this question, blinked and said: "When human beings suffer extreme pain, the subconscious reaction is always the most real-the shaking of the pupils, the contraction of the fingers, and the gap in breathing."

"But Isis shouldn't have to touch these things. Sorry, I left you with terrible memories."

She showed a heart-warming smile, but it seemed to be covered with sunlight in this dark corridor.

"Go back and sleep well, Isis, and leave the rest to me."

10.04

Some people are just born different.

Isis has been taught this since she was a child, and knows that she is going forward to serve as the high priest of the god of the underworld, Osiris.

A girl with magical talent can listen to the whispers of the undead, and can use powers beyond the reach of ordinary people. Countless times, she can feel the "gap" between herself and other people.

Before she had time to touch this membrane, she was pushed to the top because of the sudden death of the previous high priest.

The process was so smooth that she ran into the rumored high priest chosen by God before her body was so stiff that she couldn't breathe under the luxurious decoration.

Maybe it is not well-known among the common people, but among the nobles, it is almost common sense that everyone knows.

"You are... the High Priest of Osiris." The snow-white girl who could be seen from a group of people just glanced over and looked at the decorations on her body, then nodded, "Hello, I am La Da Priest, Lizka."

"I know you."

"...you don't need to use an honorific title."

That was the first time Isis and Tachibana Fujimaru met, and it was also the first time she felt the "barrier" between her and others in the past, as if it had become the "barrier" between her and Lizka.

Ah, the High Priest, who is loved by God, seems to have a sun-like radiance in his eyes——

Isis seemed to know why her former high priest insisted on touching the "taboo" at all costs.

As a human being, I want to touch the gods, as an ordinary person, I want to transcend the special, and everything returns to the original, but it is just because of the "jealousy" that exists in the simplest of all people.

As the high priest, she naturally wouldn't stay in the capital for a long time, and she went to the temple less than a week after taking office.

After that, she had imagined more than once, what would it be like if the high priest chosen by God also had the feeling of "jealousy"?And what would such a person be jealous of?

...Ah, once I have this thought, I can't stop thinking.

10.94

Although Fujimaru Tachibana told Pharaoh that she was enough alone, he still insisted that she go with the soldiers.

... She just doesn't care what the Pharaoh thinks.

In the eyes of everyone, it is a major event that raises people's vigilance, but in the eyes of Fujimaru Tachibana, it is no different from the kite outside falling into his garden.

So when she followed her to destroy the enemy with a very clear goal, the soldiers didn't even have time to be shocked and dazed. Quickly holding the hem of the skirt and walking quickly, preparing to go to the next location.

Even so, however, it took them nearly a full day to execute.

Of course, most of the time was spent on the road, and even when the high priest was about to go into the desert in a fine dress and seemed unprepared, everyone stopped.

"Lord Lizka."

Fujimaru Tachibana obviously didn't understand why these people were hesitant to speak.

"Do you want to prepare something..."

"It's not very far, it's just a few kilometers. It's a quick decision."

Centurion: "...Yes."

Reckless is really reckless, and his head is really iron. He only knows that this high priest is amazing. According to the rumors, it seems that he is also very good at torture, and he is also favored by the pharaoh, but he doesn't know that she is good at lifting and chopping vegetables. like.

It's too cruel.

They came back just at dusk, and all the soldiers' faces were dusty, except for the high priest in a white dress, as if nothing had happened, with no dust on his body, as if he had just returned from a walk in the garden, without saying a word. After saying that, he went to the palace and reported to Pharaoh.

According to a certain soldier who appreciated the unforgettable day she spent with her in the future, she said: "It's not human!"

10.05

"I, hate, desert."

Not long after he came to Egypt, Fujimaru Tachibana, who couldn't keep his eyes open because he was not used to it, looked flat, showing resistance all over his body.

【…】

"The air is so dry, so hot, so uncomfortable..." Fujimaru Tachibana, who entered the complaining mode, looked down at her skirt and shoes covered in dust, her dim golden eyes looked at the ground, and she could feel the despair visible to the naked eye .

【……Well. 】

"Living is so tiring."

[What do you want, the right temperature?Humid air?Defense against wind and sand? 】

"Almost." Fujimaru Tachibana squinted his eyes and slumped on the armchair, feeling that he was a handful less than a salted fish... The next second, it seemed that he was surrounded by a comfortable protective cover.

[What else do you want? 】

Fujimaru Tachibana showed an incredulous expression.

"Actually, I'm just complaining casually. After all, I'm not a cute little girl anymore, but can you actually do it to this level..."

[This is the way of hospitality that should be done. 】

"Isn't there another saying of 'do as the Romans do'?" Fujimaru Tachibana murmured, "Ah, but this feels great, and I can accept it even if I'm kept in captivity for the rest of my life... Are you short of a daughter?"

[But it's a small thing...and you should be older than my daughter. 】

Fujimaru Tachibana: "...I want to break up with you for a day."

【it is good. 】

10.95

Ozymandias' bar mitzvah took place as scheduled.

The three high priests put on formal attire to attend, as expected, the standard bustling ceremonial guard, the sun was just right, and the light shone on his body, crowning his majestic appearance.

Fujimaru Tachibana, who was bearing the unbearable weight of life, only felt that her body was heavy—although she never felt half tired when lifting heavier objects, but for some reason, the pile of gold and gemstones on her body was so heavy. It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and she felt her eyelids drooping even after standing still for a while.

Especially when there are people around, you can't chat with La for a while at this time.

...This is indeed torture.

When it was finally over, and even if there were two days of residual heat, it had nothing to do with Tachibana Fujimaru, so she unloaded all the things on her body, and the weight could still make a lot of noise when it hit the ground.

Fujimaru Tachibana slumped on the armchair, exhaling, feeling like she didn't want to do anything.

Chiara, who had known for a long time that this would be the case, came to clean up the mess early in the morning, looked at the expensive ornaments piled up on the ground, sighed, and began to tidy up without complaint.

When Fujimaru Tachibana opened her eyes again, the room was pitch black. If it wasn't for the light-formed water lily floating beside her, she might have thought she had fallen into endless darkness.

"……Well?"

【You slept for three days. 】

Fujimaru Tachibana almost stood up in shock.

【just kidding. ] There was a slight smile in that voice.

"……………………………… La! I'm angry!" Fujimaru Tachibana twitched the corners of her eyes, and supported her face with her hands. The slightly cold touch relieved her sleepiness that had not yet completely dissipated. Driven away completely, she sat up straight and exhaled, "It seems to be quiet... how's the weather outside?"

【It's okay. 】

"Eh? Then let me go and have a look." Hearing what he said, Fujimaru Tachibana immediately stood up and straightened the hem of her skirt, opened the door quietly and took a look outside. When she looked up, she found that the sky was full of stars, and that A water lily floated out of her shoulder naturally, and it seemed to illuminate the way around for her after confirming that there were no other figures around.

She knew that Ra had a habit of talking less—and he didn't have a clear concept of "good or bad".

The current "Shang Ke" is actually just following her habits in the past ten years.

Fujimaru Tachibana quickly dodged a few times, jumped to the edge of the roof and sat, bent his legs and propped his face with his hands, looking at the sky.

It's like she basks in the sun on weekdays.

【Tired? 】

"...It's okay." Fujimaru Tachibana blinked and said slowly, "You can talk to me for a while."

【……say what? 】

"Well, just tell me about your daughter."

[Tefnut? 】He didn't seem to know why she asked this question, and his tone was very confused.

[I don't remember her very much... Wait for me to think about it. 】

Fujimaru Tachibana: "...Forget it, forget it, don't even think about it."

Ra was silent for a moment.

[Are the stars beautiful? 】

"pretty good."

The author has something to say: #今，出，你#

Don't Have

speak.

Suddenly remembered that she seemed to like looking at the stars, so he helped her disperse the clouds.

Of course Gudazi didn't know.

……

small theater:

Author: Recently, some readers howled every day to eat the CP of the High Priest of Lax, what do you think?

Pull: What is CP, are you friends?

Gudazi: It's not CP, that's how our friendship is!

Reader: No no no, not friendship, no! ! ! (Sound of refusing to wake up)

Author: Cough, I think it's actually a hardcore father-daughter relationship... um... um... (mouth covered)