From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Senmut suddenly felt that he had returned to Saqqara several years ago in an instant. He had just escaped from the underground royal tomb and was pleasantly surprised to witness the opening of the original mound.

But what is really unforgettable is the thrilling meeting between Pharaoh and Alicia——

It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. When Pharaoh saw Elyse, his eyes were really red.

However, what Senmut sensed from Pharaoh was not only hatred, but also a strong burning desire rising like a flame.

That was Pharaoh, who wanted his woman.

However, Senmut stood too close at that time, coupled with the avoidance of shattering, he perceived the Pharaoh's desire too clearly. It was not only a pure instinct without any concealment, but also a gorgeous imagination that could not be explained by others—— Tyrannical conquest of possession, but also the original joy of madness.

Senmuth didn't understand at all, he had never learned this from the god Tut, who is known as the god of knowledge and wisdom.

But from this day on, he will have such wonderful dreams from time to time——

The acacia flowers in the valley were blooming, and the big river was turbulent. He seemed to be on the river in a papyrus boat. Sometimes he was thrown to the peak, and then fell into the deep valley again, with repeated ups and downs.

However, this ups and downs of dreams are always dominated by her.After all, in every dream, every boat has her sitting on the same boat, that beautiful face appears in front of her eyes, golden flowers are blooming in her arms and neck, and vines are entangled... She, they , ruthlessly dominates his joys and sorrows.

When he wakes up and faces the lonely night sky, he will imagine her as a brand new constellation, a constellation that will automatically appear in front of him as long as he looks up at the night sky.

The soft strands of hair scattered behind her head, each strand is a path leading to those stars, so that he always has hope, and he is willing to chase after it without stopping, tasting all the turmoil and joy... Can't hold on to it.

But today, at this moment, what had only been a dream for so many years seemed suddenly real.

Senmut suddenly woke up from the past.

He was in this undisturbed cave, and she was the only one in front of him.

There was no Nanna, no Urania Satiri, and no little princess Oonai who would rush up every now and then to give any of them her arms for a hug.

With her gentle arms around her shoulders...

He was flattered that the dream extended.

He has always stood behind her all these years—even he doesn't know what is her... ally?Confidant?Staff?A servant... or a partner who was born and died together?

She had never treated him like she did in her dream, except now.

For example, now that he stretched out his arms to wrap around her slender waist, she didn't break free for the first time.

Senmut took a deep breath: Is he dreaming again?

If it was a dream... such a realistic dream, just once is worth remembering for a lifetime.

So in this desert, in the caves that have been sleeping for thousands of years, large tracts of green vines grow rapidly in all directions, and brightly colored flowers bloom instantly on the vines, as if spring has come to this uninhabited desert.

Her cheek was very close to his, and he could clearly feel her quietly breathing in and out of his neck.His cheeks and whole body gradually burned, as if a flame was burning.

The sun went down quickly, and the twilight covered the whole field. The last light that shone into the cave was like a lazy snake slowly crawling out of the cave.

In this quiet night, Senmut most clearly felt the same wild desire as Delos——

She... the only thing he wanted...

No, no, his body shook, he woke up suddenly, and quickly retracted his hand.

He must not ruin everything on this occasion.

The wisdom bestowed upon him by God Tut made him see clearly the rift between the pharaoh and the queen many years ago—no one in the world can force what she doesn't want.That's why Pharaoh, who made things difficult for others, fell to where he is today.

Therefore, he would rather be cautious, follow her will, influence her, guide her, obey her...to do those secret but happy things with her.

At the moment when he started to retreat, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Senmut felt completely blind.

Senmut slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by darkness.

He immediately felt his cheeks being sharpened by the rough straw, and a strong musty smell lingered in his nose.

He gently propped up his arms and sat up. The musty smell at the end of his nose turned into the unique animal smell of the barn again, mixed with the smell of cow dung, it was extremely stinky, but it was so familiar.

Senmut looked down at his short arms and legs.

He immediately realized that he was following his memory back to his childhood.

This is not surprising, he always recalls the past like this, any details will emerge vividly in his mind, as if he really went back to the past——

Looking at his short stature, Senmut guessed that he was only three or four years old at this time. When he sat up, his head was lower than the fence of the barn.

Erich once asked him if he remembered anything from his childhood.

At that time, he vowed to answer everything one by one.

Now that he really remembered it, he felt so strange.

The majestic high priest of Egypt, the amazingly talented god of knowledge and wisdom, could only sleep in a barn when he was a child...

Senmut smiled self-deprecatingly.

This is not surprising, everyone who knows him knows his civilian origin.

It was the god Tut who picked him out from the bottom of the common people, taught him knowledge, helped him to be promoted, and became the person who was closest to God in Egypt at that time;

It was Pharaoh Delos who made an extraordinary promotion that made him a prestigious high priest.

There is a fire in the distance, flickering in the night.

There was also the voice of the night watchman, which was very boring, and there was no answer.

The night wind was very cold, and even Senmut, who was now an adult, couldn't help but flinch, as if this could drive away the coldness in his body and heart.

Soon he realized something was wrong——

Everything here has not left any traces in his memory, but all senses feel familiar.

This is enough to prove that he has indeed experienced everything here.But for some reason, I forced myself to forget it.

Behind the barn, in the direction of the mansion, suddenly there were voices again—a man and a woman.

The man's voice became louder and louder, and gradually he could hear scolding and beating, while the woman's voice was begging.

Senmut felt himself standing up against the fence beside him, and staggered towards the sound in the dark.He vaguely had a bad premonition.

The three or four-year-old boy was full of panic at the moment, and Senmut didn't know whether the panic was his own or perceived someone else's.

Then there was a scream.

A middle-aged man with a thick build and a fleshy face pulled a woman by her hair and dragged her to a secluded place beside the barn.

Wearing a simple tube skirt and bare feet, the woman looked like a maid or...slave...

Senmuth felt his eyes widen. He recognized the woman as his own mother, the one who had loved and missed him before she died.

The mother was pulled by her hair and forced to look up, so she saw the little boy standing by the fence.

And the man with a fierce face also saw him, seemed to feel disturbed, and angrily said: "Damn brat, who told you to come here?"

Senmut fully felt his mother's fear and sorrow—that man was the owner of the manor, and his mother had no ability to resist the owner's request.

So Senmuth felt fear and anger rising from the bottom of the boy's heart at the same time.

The fear is infected by the mother, and the anger comes from the boy himself.

The middle-aged man looked like a giant in front of him, his fist was bigger than a water ladle, and his legs were thicker than the wooden posts supporting the barn.

The boy tried his best not to run away, but opened his golden eyes wide, terrified, and looked at the man in front of him motionlessly.

Seeing that he didn't move, the middle-aged man simply grabbed his mother's hair, threw her on the ground in front of the barn, and cursed: "You lowly slave girl, where did you get this wild son? "

Senmut has never met his father, and his mother has kept his origin secret.

But in the interior of Egypt, golden eyes and brown hair are unique features, which seems to indicate that he cannot be a normal Egyptian child, and his blood must come from a distant foreign country.

At this moment, the bullied and insulted female slave was crying softly, avoiding the master's question, but begging in a low voice: "Please... please let him go, he is a child who is easily scared, and he will be very noisy when he is frightened , the whole courtyard will hear..."

Before the mother's voice fell, the little boy's screams had overflowed his throat——

Fear superimposed anger, coupled with the child's high-pitched and clear voice, the voice could be heard far away in the middle of the night.

In the direction of the night watchman, there was a chatter that was chattering suddenly and suddenly stopped.But to Senmut's surprise, the chit chat only paused, and then continued after a while.

As if nothing happened.

The female slave is just an item, which belongs to the owner of the manor both physically and mentally. The son of the female slave is also a slave, and has been working on this land for generations to death.

A child's exclamation, for the owner of all this, is probably just an extra pleasure.

Sure enough, the little boy's scream stimulated the middle-aged man. He pulled the woman's hair, dragged her to the boy, stretched out his hand with a grinning grin, and tried to tear off the cloth that the woman used to wrap her body.

But the woman begged bitterly: "Please... Please don't provoke him like this, he will do terrible things—"

"My lord, I obey you in everything, but please don't do it in front of this child..."

"Something bad will happen to the whole estate... I can't tell, but it will be terrible..."

"laugh--"

The sound of linen being torn.

"Snapped--"

A loud slap.

The middle-aged man slapped the woman severely, and cursed: "You are a lowly thing that is worse than dirt, you dare to threaten your master..."

The boy couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed forward, and put his head on the hairy legs of the middle-aged man.

The other party laughed, probably thinking it was tickling.

The boy suddenly opened his mouth, hugged that leg and bit it hard.The middle-aged man yelled loudly, grabbed the boy by the back of the neck and flung him violently.

The boy's body hit a wooden post supporting the barn, and the straw from the roof rustled down, waking up the dozing cows and horses standing in the barn.

Senmut sighed, as if he could see the wound on the boy's head, and the blood flowed quickly along his forehead. Under the light of the pine torches in the distance, the bright red made his round golden eyes look even more weird.

When he grows up, such things can be solved with a simple spell.

But at this boy's age, he can only be bullied and sit back and watch his mother be humiliated.

But he can perceive other people's emotions so easily - the mother's panic and humiliation, the man's elation, the night watchman's shrinking in the distance, the deafness and indifference of the awakened manor...

It turns out that this world is like this...

Infinite sadness welled up in Senmut's heart——

If I knew this earlier, why should these people still be born in this world?

As a result, the power is gradually accumulated, and then resolutely released.

No regrets—three or four-year-old children don't know what regret is.

……

The middle-aged man dismissed the little boy who was in the way, thinking that he could do whatever he wanted, he held the woman struggling in vain with one hand, and was about to undress with the other.

Suddenly his body froze, and his mind seemed to turn into a paste in an instant, and then exploded——

The woman looked at the man in front of her with blood dripping from his mouth, nose and facial features, and struggled in horror to push him away.

The tall body suddenly fell to the side, and the skin of the whole body was soaked in the dark red blood plasma, turning into a piece of bright red, and gradually only a rough human shape could be seen, and continued to melt, turning into a pool of blood and sinking into the ground.

The woman's heart was filled with fear, even if she was about to be humiliated just now, she didn't see the unimaginable and terrifying scene with her own eyes like now.

When she was frightened, she raised her head and saw her son, a young boy, the blood on his head and face had solidified, and his golden eyes were shining in the night.

There was no trace of fear on his face, on the contrary, something was jumping and excited in his eyes.

The mother looked carefully, and saw that the pupils in her son's eyes had disappeared, and the entire iris was covered with a huge sea of ​​stars, boundless——

The mother hastily adjusted her dress, dragged her child and stumbled away from the manor at night.

Along the way she saw terrible sights—

Surrounding the night watchman's fire are two blood-colored candles that are gradually melting, and the candle tears are dripping and slowly melting into the earth.

The waking people in the manor noticed something strange, so they howled miserably, waking up more people.

People rushed out of their rooms and gathered together, watching in amazement that each other's skin turned red, and then turned into blood, dripping slowly...

Among them, there are masters and servants, men and women, some are cruel and ruthless, some are kind and kind, some wantonly hurt and do whatever they want, some are gentle and humble, and have nothing to do with the world, and once helped that poor mother and child... …

At this moment, in this deep night, without exception, under the anger of a child, each of them is wailing and completely submerged in fear, watching themselves lose their lives little by little——

The mother held the child with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, for fear that she would vomit anytime and anywhere.

She knew that her child was a freak, but she was also afraid that if she let him go, she would follow in the footsteps of these people.

I don't know when, the manor caught fire in the quiet night, and the fire took advantage of the wind to reflect half of the sky red.

"Huolala—"

The barn of the manor suddenly collapsed, and the cattle and horses in it all rushed out and fled along the road.

When these cows and horses passed by the little boy, they didn’t know whether they felt the panic from human beings or were suppressed by pure and powerful force. They bent the knees of their front legs and turned towards the boy who was being led by his mother, as if they were saluting.

The amazed woman still dare not let go of the boy's hand.But looking at her son, the woman only felt that this child didn't have any human emotions around him, he was a complete monster, ruthless, cruel...

They fled overnight, wandered, took refuge, were bullied again, and then fled... They wandered around Egypt, leaving behind terrible legends.

In these dusty memories, all the details are reflected in Senmut's eyes and his senses, which makes him feel cold all over.

Had he remembered this, he would have never dared to think of himself as a kind and just man.

He is far from Elyse.

In reality, he was just a bloody monster.

All his memories were quietly changed and distorted when he first met God Tut.Even those memories of when my mother passed away.

It turns out that all the tender feelings are memories that have been tampered with.

Senmuth finally remembered that when his mother died, he looked at him with eyes without love, only fear.