The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

"Please stop, there is no color of betrayal in these two people."

When a strange boy suddenly came from the side of the road and said this sentence to them, the soldiers reacted strangely, and then dismissed it as it should be.

"Get out of the way, kid, it's none of your business." The soldier escorting the woman bent down and grabbed the crumbling criminal with a rather impatient tone.

"Go away, the time is almost up, don't get in the way."

The soldiers in charge of punishment were very impatient at this time.

It's not just the hot weather, everyone is sweating and exhausted.

Originally, this sentence should have ended a few days ago, but because of the sinner's sophistry, it was protracted abruptly, and even the oracle was used, so that everyone had to wait in full force, wasting time in vain.

The two people who committed the crimes were poor people at the bottom. They didn't have much money like judging small nobles or businessmen. They searched their homes in the name of searching for evidence, but they didn't get much money.

After a few days, the soldiers who had nothing but hardships naturally became impatient, and just wanted to finish the follow-up work quickly so that they could go home.

One can imagine how those who stand in the way at this critical moment will be treated.

However, as a matter of fact.

If the leading captain who reprimanded the young man caught a glimpse of the snow-white robe the young man was wearing, he could see that he was at least from a wealthy family, so he would not have been as rude to ordinary civilians.

However, "not rude" is also relative.

Even in the face of reprimand, the boy still did not back down.

The leading soldier captain glanced over, and finally took a step impatiently.

"You disobedient boy, give me—"

The shadow, who was much stronger than the boy, came straight to oppress him, as if a towering mountain was about to be crushed, he made a gesture to roughly push the boy away.

"Put your hands down."

Suddenly, an unexpected voice appeared.

The man's hand couldn't help but stop when it was about to touch the hooded boy. Unsuspectingly, the trembling from his fingertips to his elbow seemed like a chill.

The voice came from another boy who was suspected to be walking with the boy blocking the way.

As if in an instant, the boy's companion strode up and stood in front of him, his figure was as fast as lightning.

Obviously they are all just little ghosts.

The brat wasn't much stronger than his knockout companion.

However, at the moment when the sturdy adult man looked into the eyes of the half-grown child, he was overwhelmed by the mere kid in terms of momentum and psychology!

The young man who stepped forward was different from his weak-looking companion.

The golden eyes under the brown bangs flashed a cold light that made the heart tremble in those who looked at them, and the handsome face that opened was covered with frost.

He is a young leopard that has not yet grown up, between a boy and a man, a critical stage of transformation.

But his minions are beginning to show their sharpness.

When an important person is in danger, the usually deliberately restrained sharpness cuts through the perfunctory disguise, and the arrogance established by the inherent dignity all burst out in an instant.

It's just a momentary look.

"...You, you actually——wow!"

Boom!

The owner who almost touched Tahir's hand was caught by the angry Ramses, and he was pressed to the dusty ground, which caused a huge roar.

"what?!"

"What did you do just now, kid?"

The other soldiers were stunned by this change, especially when they saw the tragic situation of the captain who was subdued in an instant, everyone's expression suddenly changed.

Because of this, there was a moment of complete silence on the scene.

Everyone was surprised, seven-point panic mixed with three-point anger, but no one dared to move for a while.

The main reason was that the aura of the brown-haired boy staring at them blankly was too strong, which inexplicably calmed them down.

So much so that the protected hooded boy stepped forward silently at this moment, and the group of strong young men swallowed, but failed to react in time.

That's it, surprisingly smooth.

Tahir walked to the side of the two "sinners" who were thrown to the ground.

The man had already fainted to death due to serious injuries. He lost a lot of blood. If the escort had not been interrupted, he would have died in pain before the second punishment.

The situation of women is slightly better, but only so far as to be able to breathe.

The exchange of stares just now with the final outburst is already a "miracle" born in the dark.

She didn't have the strength to open her eyes, let alone notice that someone was coming to her.The dried blood coagulated on the face, making the face with many scars muddy.

Not only did he look embarrassed, but the "sinner" also exuded an extremely unpleasant smell.

The smell of blood, the smell of human body sweat, the smell of damp clothes, and the smell of decay in the deepest part of the cell... It's so pungent, and it makes people want to vomit when they get close.

But for the woman who may have gathered the most unbearable filth in the world, the expression of the blond boy who came here calmly has never changed.

When he decided to come and explore, it was this indifferent expression, as if he didn't care about anything.

When he decided to follow God's guidance, he still had an indifferent expression on his face. At most, when his slender and soft eyelashes tilted, a little unbiased pity leaked from the cold appearance.

Each priest will have a different expression that matches each scene when performing different tasks such as preparing rituals, serving the gods, reciting scriptures, and healing the sick.

Sometimes solemn, sometimes gentle, sometimes tactful, and sometimes revealing indifference that has nothing to do with him.

Only the High Priest of Karnak never changed.

"God saw the injustice you suffered, so he sent me to you."

The proud head will not be easily lowered, but the high priest will bend his knees and let his robe sink into the dust.

"I hear your pleas for the truth."

His expression is still cold, his eyes are still calm and unwavering, but the high priest, whose beauty has just appeared, will stretch out his hand and touch the blood and mud that innocent people have acquired for nothing, as if to heal their pain.

Be it physically or mentally.

The wind came from nowhere, and it blew away the boy's buttoned hood, and his beautiful blond hair fell out, becoming a bright color that embellished the gray sky.

This gives people the illusion that only the young man is "bright" here.

"Although I can't empathize with your current suffering."

Tahir didn't pay attention to other people's thoughts, but said seriously to the dying innocent: "But I will do my best to dispel the pain that shouldn't have happened."

The light spots that ordinary people cannot see, accompanied by the whispered incantation, lit up from the young man's fingertips, and soon sank into the injured person's body.

The magical power of healing is like a flower of life that takes root quickly, spreads its branches and leaves, and blooms suddenly, bringing precious hope to human beings who are about to die.

"..."

Another wave of silence permeated the air.

Unlike the shock brought by Ramses' power, no matter who they were—including the soldiers who were extremely dissatisfied with the blond boy before, everyone who witnessed this scene followed their hearts and subconsciously wanted to maintain the tranquility.

Because, what was displayed in front of them was a "miracle" that could not arouse half doubt.

The blond boy is healing the "sinner".

The darkness collapsed from his hands, life returned from his hands, and the judgment of justice and evil that people believed in seemed to be reversed at this moment.

In a trance, some people in the crowd may recall that they were sent to the temple in a panic by their family members when they were seriously ill.

At that time, regardless of the height of his birth, the figure of the young priest who was the first to drive away the illness and regain his consciousness was completely overlapped with the blond boy he saw now.

They——his demeanor is unique, even if he searched in this world, he couldn't find a completely similar existence.

"The High Priest...he is the High Priest!"

Suddenly there was a cry, and after that, more of the same sound followed.

Not to mention the utterly disorganized squad of soldiers, all the poor people who had dispersed earlier had returned.

The situation is a little bit strange.

This should be Taher's first visit to the slums, but the welcome he received was beyond compare. The previously numb and indifferent people erupted with amazing enthusiasm. Some people even burst into tears when they saw him.

"Lord Tahir! Ah, it's really you!"

"How did Lord Tahir come to us..."

People rushed in all of a sudden, and because of their over-excitement, they directly squeezed the soldiers—and the former high priest's guard, His Highness the Prince, out of face.

I won't mention how ugly the prince's face was when he was in the limelight for a few minutes.

When the enthusiastic people discovered that Tahir was really Tahir, and that the two "sinners" who happened to be surrounded by them had woken up, their shock and shaken hearts were indescribable for a while.

"Shouldn't they be punished? Lord Tahir, why did you save these two traitors who betrayed their lover and family?"

"No." Tahir's tone remained unchanged, but his fingertips hidden under the robe after he quietly retracted it trembled a few times: "These two are innocent."

"However, Master Vihir invited the oracle, and the goddess judged them guilty—"

"The goddess of justice does not make mistakes, what is wrong is the result of the judgment."

Tahir Road.

The people around couldn't understand this sentence, they just felt inconsistent.

The goddess of justice is sure that she can't make mistakes, so how can she make mistakes in her judgment?

For the confusion of the people, Tahir did not explain, because this is not a suitable place.

The decision he made at the moment he interrupted the punishment included the content after this step.

However, if it really goes according to plan, the situation he will face...

"Tahir, is this result what you saw before?"

Hearing the sound, Tahir looked up and saw Ramses who had finally squeezed back into the crowd (the prince demanded to strike out the word sharply).

Still the same as before.

There is no need to explain the cause and effect, to understand the other party's thoughts and decisions that may still be hesitating, all you need is a look at each other.

"...No." Tahir said.

"Then you are not as powerful as I guessed, but you are not bad."

The brown-haired boy suddenly grinned, revealing a confident smile that he always had when he was a child, but gradually restrained later.

——There is nothing to hesitate, isn't it just to offend another... um, a group of people.You are the high priest of the gods, and you have a little confidence in yourself!

He didn't speak, but Tahir understood the meaning of the smile tacitly.

He was a little more eye-catching, suggesting that the blond boy who was staring at him should not show his thoughts on his face.

Because the little priest is already the high priest, and when speaking to the outside world, he should maintain a sense of distance that does not stay on the surface.

As expected, Tahir's expression did not change a bit.

However, his gaze was fixed on Ramses...

"Don't look at the top of my head!!!"

"Oh."

The high priest was very cold and turned his head directly.

Don't wait for two or three seconds for His Royal Highness to be dissatisfied.

"Please take them both back to court."

There was no warning, but the high priest did say so in public.

And, he also said:

"In the name of Tahir, the first prophet of the Karnak Temple, I petition the gods to judge these two people again by the oracle."