From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Tanis, in the house where Biola temporarily lives.

The wooden windows were closed, the curtains were lowered, and the room was suddenly as dark as night.

Alixie's spirit body sat side by side with Biola, and there were nine oil lamps on the low table in front of them.

Viola was leaning out, wrapping a roll of wool dyed red around the oil lamp.

Make a square around every four oil lamps.

Eight lights, two concentric squares overlapping each other.Eight right-angled points just travel a regular octagon.One remaining oil lamp is placed in the common center of the two squares.

The nine wobbly wicks and the intertwined red yarn under the dim light made Erich's mind gradually restore the scene she saw when she was on the back of the Sphinx overlooking the vast land of Giza.

With the Great Pyramid as the center, four high platforms were built, and four deep pits embedded in the ground.

As long as you connect them with a straight line in your imagination, it will be the figure made by Biola in front of you.

"My lord priest, this is an alchemy array formed around the position represented by this oil lamp."

"It really is an alchemy formation..."

Alicia had some guesses about this, and Viola confirmed her thoughts.

"I don't know where you saw this scene. But based on my shallow knowledge, I guess someone might want to use this alchemy array to try to obtain what I mentioned to you last time, Sage stone."

"Sage's Stone?"

Alicia was somewhat moved.

She thinks that Biola's guess is very likely.

After all, the Philosopher's Stone was probably one of the eight original wonders.It was once prophesied that the person who can open all eight original items will become a pharaoh and unify Upper and Lower Egypt.

Now Erich has activated at least four Primordial Miracles: Primal Mounds, Primal Babies, Primal Seeds, and the Potter's Flywheel.Enough to make Pharaoh Delos feel a huge crisis.

So the pharaoh is now called to build the king's tomb, but he is actually setting up a formation to obtain the Philosopher's Stone?

When she thought of this, she solemnly nodded to Biola: "Miss Biola, you are indeed the most devout believer of God Amon - thank you for your guidance, this information will definitely allow you and me to accumulate a lot in the next incident." Important feat."

A smile burst into Viola's charming little face, revealing two small dimples.

But the smile was fleeting, and Viola immediately frowned, with obvious worry in her eyes.

She spoke in an unusually solemn tone: "Master Priest, I must remind you that due to a mistake in time, I once knew some backgrounds of the alchemy array. When it goes to extremes, it will evolve into some life experiments, that is, alchemy Some of what warlocks try to achieve, comes at the cost of their lives."

Hearing this, Alicia responded solemnly: "I understand."

"The gods we follow are the protectors of life and order, and it is absolutely impossible to sit back and watch such things happen."

Hearing Alicia's assurance, Viola immediately stretched out her hand and patted her heart, let out a sigh of relief, and then showed a sweet smile, her eyes seemed to say: I knew that the gods would never sit idly by on such a matter.

But Biola would not know that after Alicia left, she directly named the possibility proposed by Biola: Biola Hypothesis.

In fact there is no direct evidence that the Philosopher's Stone was the last of the eight original wonders.After all, all knowledge about it has been blocked.

Therefore, there is no direct evidence to explain that the pharaoh is now using the alchemy array to obtain the Philosopher's Stone.

Biola's guess can only be regarded as a hypothesis.

But this fully proves one point - the pharaoh's move to build a royal tomb is absolutely abnormal.

Fortunately, Erich had already placed a follower in the militia in advance, and this follower became Pharaoh Delos' guide in Giza by mistake.She still has at least one channel to learn about what happened in Giza.

Jangale quickly became acquainted with the Royal Guards.

Because the pharaoh had a good eye for Jangalai, from the captain of the royal guard down, he respected Jangalai very much.

Others think that Jangale will soon join the royal guard, shedding his humble status as a civilian.

Zengale, on the other hand, behaved neither humble nor overbearing from the beginning to the end, and did not feel complacent because of the sudden good luck that fell from the sky. This attitude won him more goodwill.

Therefore, Jangalai was now free to enter and leave the Pharaoh's tent, even when the pharaoh and the high priest Dahor were not in the king's tent, he could occasionally walk around in the king's tent.

This gave Alicia an excellent opportunity to spy on the pharaoh's king's tent.

On this day, Jangalai waited until the Pharaoh and the great priest had left the king's tent, then found an excuse, greeted the guards who stayed behind, and entered the range of the king's tent.

The king's tent is not a single tent, but a large area composed of tents.Pharaoh travels with complicated ceremonial guards and numerous entourages, which cannot be accommodated in a large tent.

Jangale didn't know what he was looking for.After all, Alicia only reminded him to look for abnormalities.

The young servant walked back and forth in the king's tent, and quickly locked on to the abnormal location.

Among the many small tents in the king's tent, there is a small square tent. The curtains on the four sides of the tent are lowered all day long, and it seems that they have never been opened.

Jancale asked the other guards about the square tent, and all the answers he got were-don't go near that tent if you have nothing to do.

Normally, there will be guards on duty here.But there are also special circumstances. Sometimes the Pharaoh’s guards change shifts. The previous shift has just left and the next shift has not yet arrived. This small camp will have a relatively short chance of being unguarded.

So Zhan Galai kept an eye out, he took the opportunity of changing shifts, approached the tent, lifted the curtain, and dodged in.

The strong sunlight outside shone through the not-so-fine linen curtains into the tent.

Jangalai looked around and found that this place seemed to be the changing place of the pharaoh. There were many gorgeous robes of fine texture, as well as various hats, jewelry, scepters and scepters that the pharaoh used daily. flail...

Suddenly Jancale's eyes stopped on an object covered by a heavy woolen blanket.

It is about half the height of a person and has a completely flat surface covered by a wool blanket.

Jangalai calmed down and listened to the movement outside. Asut's intuition told him that there hadn't been any footsteps or breathing nearby.

So Jangalle stepped forward cautiously, and stretched out his hand to uncover the woolen blanket covering the item——

This is a green stone slab.

The light sunlight passing through the tent makes the slate smooth and bright, making its texture even more general, and the layer of emerald green covering the surface seems to be able to drip water.

The slate has been carved and polished by master craftsmen. On the top of the slate is a relief with several figures.

Jangalai leaned over and felt that a god on the relief gave different items to the people around him.

But the objects held in the hands of the gods were neither scepters nor flails, so vague in shape that Jancarai could not recognize any of them.

Looking down again, a trace of disappointment quickly flashed in Jan Galle's heart——

It was a few lines of hieroglyphics.

With the spread of secular hieroglyphs, Jancaré was able to recognize a few simple scripts.

But he couldn't recognize any of the words engraved on the slate in front of him.Obviously, these are not things that people of his class can understand.

But at this time, the voice of the priest of Amon flashed in his mind: "Jiangalai, look at this slate, and move your eyes slowly."

Jancale knew it immediately—although he couldn't read, the gods undoubtedly could.

So he slowed down as much as possible, letting his eyes slowly sweep across the stone slab in front of him.

Below a few rows of unusually complicated hieroglyphics, there is a huge square matrix of grids, and each grid is filled with a single hieroglyph.

Zengale counted, this square matrix has twenty squares in each row, and twenty squares in each column.The square grid is filled with four hundred words.

But Zengale didn't feel it at all. To him, the four hundred words were just strangely shaped pictures.

"stop--"

The female voice in Jancale's head spoke again.He quickly fixed his gaze there, guessing that the priest must be trying to write down all the contents of such a complicated square formation.

At this moment, Jan Galle felt a premonition of danger.

Footsteps sounded from the entrance area of ​​the king's tent in the distance. It should be that the guards who took over had returned.Jangalai could even hear the voice of the guards greeting High Priest Dahor.

"Hold on a little longer—"

The female voice spoke again to Jancale.

Although a heart hung up quickly, Jan Galle hummed in his heart to show that he would not give up halfway.

But he was already quickly recalling the structure of the tent.Besides the curtain he came in, what other exits were there?Will these exits allow him to leave here smoothly.

Voices approached quickly.The guards came quickly and appeared in all directions of the camp.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the great priest Dahor sounded: "Did someone enter here just now?"

The guards were at a loss for words, so they could only answer that they had just arrived to take over and didn't know the situation here.

But because there are people on duty on all sides of the king's tent, the small tent inside the king's tent... probably, no one can enter.

Da Hall suddenly sneered.

Jancale's heart was beating wildly--

If he was caught on the spot, would he be considered a thief who coveted these items in the king's tent?

But he listened to the tone of the priest of the god of Amon, this matter is very important, so Zhan Galai gritted his teeth - he was caught as soon as he was caught, and it was more important to complete the task entrusted by the gods.

Unexpectedly, the female voice in my mind suddenly ordered softly: "Cover it!"

Jangalai almost reacted instinctively, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he covered the woolen blanket on the stone slab.

The sunlight outside the camp was strong, clearly reflecting the hands of the royal guards on the curtain.

At this moment, Jangalai suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. The next moment, Jangalai opened his eyes again, and he was already near the village where he used to be.

At this moment, he has been transferred from the Pharaoh's king's tent to a secluded corner of the civilian camp.

Jancale stayed where he was: ... This is a miracle!

He actually experienced a miracle himself.

The young militiaman immediately reached out and knocked his head, thinking angrily: How could he have the idea of ​​self-sacrifice?How could the gods let him make self-sacrifice.

The voice of the priest of Amon God whispered in his heart: "If someone asks, you just say that you went to the original station today to meet your fellow countrymen."

Jangalle immediately and cheerfully replied: "Okay."

The great priest Dahoor was a little dazed looking at the empty tent.

He walked up to the stone slab covered with a woolen blanket, and took a look at it.

Immediately, he raised his head, his nostrils moved slightly, as if sniffing the smell in the air, stayed there for a while, then nodded as if talking to himself.

The royal guards were very nervous, and the captain of the guard was the first to ask, "My lord, did someone break into this place before?"

The corners of Dahol's mouth turned up, showing a weird smile: "Yes, but it's okay."

But it doesn't matter?

"The most important thing in this tent is this—"

Dahool pointed to the slate to the guards: "Come and see!"

Most of the guards knew that the Pharaoh had brought an important treasure with him when he left the royal court of Memphis. Curiosity drove them to look at the stone slab—rows and rows of hieroglyphs.

The guards immediately shook their heads, agreeing with Dahol's point of view.

"Yes, who can recognize this?"

"As long as people don't move it away directly, we can't be regarded as dereliction of duty."