[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

The priest had said that the names of the Egyptians were very important to them.Horus' mother, Isis, the god of life and health, once set her sights on her father, the creator god Ra, in order to gain more power.In order to get Ra's real name, she designed to bite her father with a poisonous snake, and then coerced him to hand over her name.In the end, Isis took his father's heart and got the secret real name of Ra, and the god Ra abdicated.

The more powerful a person is, the more afraid his real name will be known, but there is still a certain gap between "name" and "real name".In order to let the gods bless their children to grow up safely, those Egyptian parents often use the format of "protected by a certain god" when naming, which means that their children are placed under the protection of that god.And faith will also affect a person's name, such as the priest himself, who originally had another name, but since he gained the power of the wind and began to believe in the god Amon, his name became Paddy Amon.

According to this principle, Tutankhamun should believe in the god Amun.But it is too strange that an elf born from a gem should have the same name as a human.

Ace tossed the little gem one after another, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Is this your real name?"

"...Why, it's unbelievable?" Tutankhamun snorted coldly, but turned his head away, "Believe it or not, this is indeed my real name... I don't need to hide my name yet."

The words sounded frank, but his voice became lower and lower.Ace couldn't help but feel a little funny, but his expression turned cold: "Then you have to prove it, otherwise how would I know, could you just use a random name to deceive me?"

He intended to tease this little gem, but unexpectedly, the other party frowned like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Do you think that I will tell you how the Eye of Horus works?" Is it!? I won’t tell you!!”

Ace: "..."

Is it really okay to be so stupid? ! !

Then he nodded resolutely—it didn't matter to him anyway.

"I know it even if you don't tell me, little gem." Ace smiled, "If you are really hidden in that crown, why do you know me so well, and even imitate the priest so vividly? The answer can only be because He The Eye of Russ." He raised a hand and patted on his left eye lightly, the corners of his lips curled up in a dangerous arc, "But I'm curious...you can see it when I'm relaxed. How much is it?"

"You are the little gem! I am over 3000 years old!" Tutankhamun said angrily, snorted coldly, and turned his head again, "Why should I tell you?"

So you haven't seen much?Ace relaxed slightly.He doesn't mind being seen in his memory, anyway, he can be silenced at any time - but if Tutankhamun knows and tells about his coming from another world, it may attract the attention of the original law of this world.

Now the context of the matter can be understood quite clearly.The crown has a certain connection with the Eye of Horus, and with the help of this connection, Tutankhamun can spy on part of his memory, and even display some of his abilities through the Eye of Horus—such as magical powers. The bonus, such as phantom.

In addition to being a medium, the Eye of Horus should have other abilities, and it should be an ability that is quite attractive to Tutankhamun.That's why he can't wait to show up, wanting to guide Ace to discover his body, and accept him as Ace's soul essence as soon as possible-Ace's acceptance seems to be very important to him.

Inferred from the above conditions, it can be concluded that the Eye of Horus belongs to Ace, and Tutankhamun needs the Eye of Horus—that is, he needs Ace.

Then, how to fuse the Eye of Horus with this gem...

Ace slowly lifted the gemstone to his eyes, and looked through his left eye. This gemstone, which was only the size of a fingernail, seemed to be transparent, clearly revealing the image on the opposite side.It looks like only a thin, transparent piece, not much bigger than a human pupil...

With a sudden thought, he put the gem on his eyes.The hard gems melted into Ace's pupils like water droplets without hindrance.After the stinging pain passed, fiery energy suddenly burst out from his eyes, causing him to groan and couldn't help covering his eyes.

"What are you doing!" Tutankhamun realized what had happened and couldn't help screaming, "Let me go... let me go! Get me out of your eyes!"

A hot stream like magma slammed left and right in Ace's eyes, and the pain spread endlessly.The more Tutankhamun resisted, the more violently the heat surged, almost burning his brain.Under the severe pain, he had no way to speak, he could only mobilize the magic power of his whole body, face the target, and fight back fiercely!

"Since this is your real name, Tutankhamun..." Ace finally regained some mobility, opened his eyes, and looked coldly at the young man curled up motionless on the ground, "Then why did you refuse? "

A few minutes ago, this sentence was used by Tutankhamun to persuade him; and a few minutes later, the positions of the two had been reversed, and Ace jumped from a threatened person to a threat person, and even Still grasping the handle that made the other party have to succumb.

Tutankhamun coughed twice, raised his head, his cat-like eyes were full of anger: "... who do you think you are dealing with... you have successfully offended me, and you will And paid the price!"

The curse-like words did not move Ace in the slightest.He smiled leisurely and looked down at Tutankhamun: "Really? I'm waiting for your words to come true, my... eyes. Now, tell me, how can I use you?"

Tutankhamun shivered suddenly.

Women are busy earning money through their crafts, and men are not idle.At this time, whether it is a priest or a grand duke, they are just a part of the team, and they still have to go up and do something like mending pots or selling livestock.Even the job of offering sacrifices is a little harder, because he not only needs to learn how to tame and sell livestock like ordinary gypsy men, but also needs to treat the livestock brought by some farmers.

"There's nothing wrong with your sheep, man, it's perfectly healthy."

"No, no, no, she doesn't like to eat grass recently—oh, my beauty, it must be because the labor has cost you too much energy." The fat businessman said with a melancholy face, powder on his hair. It fell down rustlingly.He was holding a very beautiful female goat in his hand, and he was lowering his head while letting the lamb next to him come to suckle.

"She is very healthy, and there is no other problem." The priest repeated it patiently, showing a troubled look, "If you have to say that there is something wrong—"

"—Is there a problem?" The businessman was stunned, and suddenly became excited, "I knew it! Oh! I knew it, there must be something wrong with Adeline! Oh, my poor Adeline..."

"...You know, I'm a heretic." The priest bent down, said something in a low voice, and straightened up quickly, "So, I usually don't lie."

"Then how should I treat it, my lord?" The businessman panicked and lost his mind. "Adeline is my patron saint, my beautiful patron saint, she has brought me many, many riches, and I will never tolerate any danger she encounters before me! Oh, my poor beauty..."

"There is a way, sir." The priest glanced at the lamb—although it looked only a few months old, it was really pretty.The expression on his face was very serious: "Or, you go to the church to donate a few louis—"

"That's impossible!" The businessman suddenly yelled like a pig, "Take money from my pocket! Don't even think about it!"

"Or, there is another way." The priest squatted down, patted the ewe's head, and let her expose the lamb, "that is, keep this lamb——didn't you also find out, Poor Adeline hasn't been eating grass since she was born."

The businessman immediately showed a disgusted expression: "Yes, yes! It's because of it!" He wrinkled his nose in disgust and said angrily, "I guessed it a long time ago, this is an unlucky child, my Adeline is still a pure How did this devil get into her stomach?"

As if sensing her master's emotions, Adeline turned her head, and tears appeared in those beautiful and pure eyes.Immediately afterwards, she turned away, nuzzled the lamb, and arched her towards the priest.

The lamb bleated suddenly.The priest mopped the lamb's head and said: "Now you can go—this lamb, whether it is a devil or an angel, just leave it to me to handle it."

"Thank you very much!" The businessman bowed gratefully, the powder from his hair fell down again, "—By the way, I will introduce you to a business. You can treat animals, so can humans? "

"people?"

"—Yes, and it is an old man who is sick and dying," said the businessman.

The priest pondered for a moment, clapped his hands and stood up: "I know someone who can do this, if you really need..."

A moment later he walked towards the caravan carrying a purse full of gold coins.But when he was about to get in the car to find Ace, the car door suddenly opened, and Ace walked out with a smile.

"Ah, Ace." The priest said, "I just happened to be looking for you, I have a job..."

Ace suddenly broke into a bright smile: "It just so happens that I have something to find you..."

He raised a bandaged hand, and his smile was as bright as a jewel in the sun: "About those things you know but I don't... Should you explain something to me?"