The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

It's really surprising.

The High Priest actually came here in person today, and it is a disaster for Sir Senedi who can easily retire and go home to enjoy his old age.

"Disaster" is a description that Master Senedi strongly requested to add.

Because he never thought that Taher, a stinky boy, looks as cold as a snow lotus, and his face is full of otherworldly fireworks, but he can be so thick-skinned!

"Except Lord Senedi, there is nowhere for me to find the answer."

The kid didn't feel that he was insidious at all, and he used a way of showing weakness to make a routine, and his tone returned to the feeling that Senedi hated most.

"—You wait for me first."

Senedi stood up as quickly as possible, walked quickly to the entrance of the hall, and drove away his wife, daughter, and granddaughter with the toughest attitude ever. His figure seemed to be 30 years younger.

The 30-year-old man stretched out his hand again, and closed all the doors and windows with a snap, preventing even a trace of strange air from entering.

After all this was done, Lord Senedi, who was already sweating, had a gloomy face. In his sunken eye sockets, those slightly cloudy eyeballs instantly turned into sharp eagle eyes, taking back all the leaked aura.

At this time, he is no longer an ordinary old man who is much gentler at home, but a powerful minister who used to be all-powerful.

He looked at the blond youth who also got up quietly.

When the eyes met, there seemed to be invisible sparks splashing, and the aura in the room also changed subtly, which seemed to be overturned by thousands of dark clouds.

After a long time, it was the blond young man who backed down first, which was somewhat surprising.

"Please."

Tahir made a gesture of asking to sit down, with a solemn gesture and an elegant manner, which would be pleasing to anyone who saw it.

——If he is not a guest, and this is not Lord Senedi's own home.

Senedi: "Hmph!"

My lord, he walked back angrily, and sat back in his original position.

"Where did you know that name?" The questioning was aggressive as soon as he opened his mouth, which showed the seriousness of the situation.

However, just after asking Senedi, he took up the conversation by himself, without giving Tahir a chance to answer: "Forget it, how could I ask such a stupid question, it must have something to do with the foresight."

"Although it's been a long time since what happened back then, I'm not the only one who knows about it."

His eyes swept across the indifferent face of the blond young man, as if he wanted to push the ignorant young man back with his eyes: "I also know what you want to ask. It has been 34 years. Unable to speak because of the curse, let alone remember the details you want to know—"

"But you remember, don't you?"

Tahir said: "I can only see the future, not the past that has long passed away. The reason why I am sure that Master Senedi can have the truth I want is because I see that the clues to the future are related to you."

He spoke very clearly, but unexpectedly frankly: "If all the insiders were restricted by the curse, then you should be the only one who was not implicated by the curse, and you still clearly remember everything that happened at that time."

If, as Senedi said, time has passed so long that he can no longer remember the details, then his first reaction when he heard the name "Selter" would not be so intense.

Moreover, it is impossible to say such an accurate time directly: 34 years ago.

Thirty-four years ago was indeed an extremely distant past.

Nowadays, when people generally don't live long, this interval is more than enough to replace several generations.

Tahir hadn't been born at that time, and even his father was just an ignorant half-grown child. Of course, he didn't know what happened in the world that belonged to adults outside.

If you really go back to that time, if you think about it roughly, it seems that there was no major event that shocked the whole country in that year, at least it cannot be found in the records of the scribes.

--Oh.

— except for one thing.

It may seem that it has nothing to do with the "witchcraft" mentioned by Tahir, but 34 years ago, there was indeed a big event that everyone knew about.

That was the death of the great pharaoh Ramses I, founder of the Nineteenth Dynasty.

Pharaoh's death will cause shocks throughout the country at any time.

People should regret the departure of the Son of God, and then actively prepare for the burial ceremony, prepare for the pharaoh's afterlife, and finally welcome the new pharaoh's rule.

However, it is a little strange that Pharaoh Ramses I, who established the beginning of the new dynasty, only ruled Egypt for one year, and went to the embrace of Osiris prematurely.

Later people will only feel a little sorry when they see this period of history, and then they will not pay special attention to it.

As for the rumor that at a certain moment, a certain person’s name was spread all over the sky of Egypt—this rumor has been forcibly erased many years ago, and only a few people’s memories remain in it.

Tahir actually wanted to dig out this dust-covered history, which was also forcibly remembered as never existed.

"The vision of the holy river the day before yesterday, I only said that it was the handiwork of the conjurer, but I haven't told His Majesty yet. The real object of the conjurer is not the statue on the holy ship."

"...Is that really the case?"

"Since your lord has guessed it, please tell me the truth."

"..."

Under the impact of the high priest's straightforward words, Senedi fell silent again, and the hand clasped on the armrest of the seat couldn't help but bulge blue veins could be seen on the back of the hand.

There is no need to tell who the real target is, the old man who has witnessed a terrible event can easily think of it himself.

—Is it the current Pharaoh?If it's still that person, and that power is still making a comeback, then it must be almost the same.

——Even if he wasn't a pharaoh, he would be inseparable from the royal family... Or, that special person who is closely related to the future of Egypt!

If it was another time and another object, Senedi would not talk to Tahir.

It has nothing to do with him being displeased with the lonely high priest, it's just because, from that day in 34, he decided to hide the scene he accidentally saw in his heart forever until he took it to the grave .

He thought he had forgotten it, but he didn't expect to be awakened after many years. The scene born from the heart is still clearly visible as if it was yesterday.

"This is about the heavens of Egypt, the incarnation of God on earth, and the life and death of our master."

"To tarnish the brilliance of the Son of God, defy God Ra's will, and forcibly drag his representative into the underworld, this is the most sinful sorcery!"

Senedi spoke in a fierce tone, apparently having weighed quickly, and finally stopped hesitating. Just in the middle of his words, he pulled the conspiracy that had been buried for decades out of the shadows.

Before telling Tahir what he wanted to know, Senedi asked him a question.

"How much do you know about the unspeakable famous pharaoh in the previous dynasty?"

"If it is the one I think, I have only seen incomplete words in the temple's collection, and there is no more information."

"Heh, the only place where I can find information related to that person is the Temple of Amon."

The old man spoke slowly, and only said that the name of that person fell into the ears of the monks, and the monks were all taboo.

His parents and sons denied his past actions and avoided talking about his deeds.

Instead of being proud of him, people protested violently against the wayward decisions he made.

There are even rumors that the name of that pharaoh was deliberately downplayed among the people, and the flattering poems written by countless poets were discarded into a pile of waste paper and burned to ashes by the fire.

In the eulogy engraved on the tomb murals and the surface of the stele, his name was also deliberately crossed out.

Such actions have only one purpose, which is to make the existence of the pharaoh who was opposed and resisted by everyone in the end completely disappear in the memory of history.

Every Egyptian always bears in mind that "name" is an important basis for them to return to the world after death.

If the name left in the world is crossed out, and no one can remember him, then the dead soul cannot be resurrected.

From the perspective of life and death, this is undoubtedly the most ruthless and serious "punishment".

Even though Senedi had come to this point, he still had some taboos and never said the name of the pharaoh directly, as if the name itself was a "curse"...

In fact, maybe it is.

*****

Tahir didn't leave Sir Senedi's mansion until the evening.

The superficial mentor and apprentice talked in secret for a whole afternoon, and even (forced) to have a dinner together. When they parted--very well, the atmosphere still didn't ease much.

Mr. Senedi said that next time you want to come up with a cliché, just point it out directly, don't go around wasting time, and don't allow all the attention of his family members to be taken away.

Of course, being blunt and being able to get in the door before then are two different things.

Regardless of other things, at least with Sir Senedi, the high priest has a very high probability of not being able to enter!

Senedi: "Get out of here after you're done asking, and you're not allowed to come back if you don't have a place to go next time."

Of course, Tahir completely ignored the undisguised dislike of his "benefactor", and his mood was not affected at all, but he was a little better than when he was not obvious at the beginning.

He has never cared whether he is hated by others, and how many people hate him, as long as this trip can achieve his goal.

……

……Well.

To put it bluntly, Tahir was actually misunderstood by Lord Senedi.

Most of the reason why he came here today was that he was in a trance after being rejected by Lord Mejed, and he walked to the only place in the city that he had some connection with unknowingly.

The first place is the palace, because of Ramses, except for the time when the ceremony must be held, Tahir will occasionally receive the invitation of the prince to enter the palace.

The second place - yes, even here, he did not include his biological father's family.

The reason why I came here unknowingly...

what.

Tahir himself couldn't explain why.

Perhaps this is the invisible guidance of the gods, which is where the wisdom of Lord Mejed lies.

It is also possible that he has always felt in his heart that compared to the former "home" that he has not paid attention to for so many years, Master Senedi, who has not dealt with him for many years, is more familiar here.

Just like Senedi would never admit that he is slowly taking a liking to Tahir, the cold-hearted high priest will not mention it to others, but he has always had no ill feeling towards Sir Senedi.

Unable to accept the opponent's ambition, prevent the opponent's power from expanding, and mercilessly squash to death the signs that are about to emerge-well, it sounds really ruthless, but it is just a matter of fact.

So far, there has been no one who can make Tahir feel "disgusted".

I don't like it or dislike it, in other words, I don't particularly care about it.

Originally, Sir Senedi was not very concerned about it, but after today's "accident", Tahir felt a little bit that Master Senedi did not drive him away, nor did he speak ill of him. There is a touch of "kindness".

Tell the truth that will probably make Sir Senedi mad.

Until today, Tahir has never looked at the face of this "benefactor" seriously without any extra emotion.

It doesn't mean that the high priest is so arrogant that he never looks directly at others...

However, for some special reasons, he intentionally controlled his sight, and many times the scenery he could see was a little blurry.

The old man's serious, wrinkled face after more than ten years has been deeply engraved in his mind.

Tahir had thought of coming to him to investigate information before, but he never thought that he would come so suddenly today.

He never thought that Master Senedi would tell him the truth so simply.

"...What a surprise."

Putting on his robe again to hide his conspicuous appearance, Tahir sighed a little as he walked on the still noisy street.

The mood is still more than a little better.

It seems that I got a little unexpected special harvest, which is different from the previous feeling, and it seems to add a little bit of satisfaction—not just the crucial information.

But Tahir didn't delve into this wonderful emotion, and it quickly faded away.

He should have gone back earlier, if this time was delayed for a while, he would not be able to catch up with the last offering ceremony.

However, somehow the corner of his clothes was caught by something soft, and the high priest who hid his face in the shadow stopped and stood, and the surrounding noise filled with human fireworks enthusiastically covered him.

The previous few times when he came to the city, Tahir didn't seem to stop, and paid more attention to the bustle happening in the widespread attention.

The main reason is that no amount of noise or temperature has anything to do with him, and he rarely feels the heat, so naturally he has no intention of appreciating it.

But today, it is obviously very rare.

The indescribable irritability that lasted from yesterday to today finally subsided unknowingly, making the high priest think of staying here for a while when the situation was quite anxious.

Some details can only be discovered while staying.

Most of the passers-by who passed him were not walking alone on the street.

There are men and women who seem to be husband and wife close together, and there are also groups of naughty children running in the gaps between the crowds. The people who shouted their names behind them should be their mothers and sisters.

At this very moment, a little boy rushed to the front, running past the standing gray-robed man.

His arm was also very naughty, and he just swung it sideways in the process of rushing forward, and his finger hit the passerby who was standing stiffly beside him.

The force of this blow is neither too big nor too small, and it will cause a little pain when it hits the person.

As the unlucky passerby who was hit, Tahir took a step back bewilderedly, but he didn't think the pain was anything.

He heard a roar from about ten meters away, which should have come from the boy's mother: "How many times have I said this! Don't run around on the road! Stinky little devils, what if you bump into a nobleman?" manage!"

She didn't know that her children had actually "collided" into it, but the nobleman felt that this situation was quite novel and she had never experienced it before, so she didn't intend to blame the ignorant children.

After Tahir stepped back, he completely withdrew his desire to procrastinate.He has to go.

only--

"Well, do you understand? Anyway, the first time you bump into someone, you have to go back and apologize."

"Wow wow wow!"

Suddenly there was a small commotion from behind, mixed with the yelling of a child who seemed to be frightened.

Tahir immediately stamped his feet, feeling the most obvious unexpected emotion that had appeared in his heart today.

He heard the voice in front of him, and he immediately recognized the owner of the voice.

With doubts about "how could he appear here", Tahir turned around suddenly and looked not far away from the sound.

This time, Master Mejed is not around, so it won't go to a strange place in an instant.

The picture that came into my eyes was not complete, mostly because of the youth's own height problem.

There are many people walking and stopping in front of him, blocking the view to a certain extent.Fortunately, the man in the center of sight was tall enough.

Even if he also put on a robe like a close friend, his heroic figure will not be buried by passers-by.

"What if you bump into a 20-year-old person who doesn't have much flesh on his body and is so thin that he seems to be broken if he touches it? If it really breaks, where are you going to find another one to compensate me?"

When he was among the children, His Royal Highness looked even more childish.

I saw him mentioning the little boy who ran the happiest at the beginning, and he shook the child symbolically before putting the child down. His words and deeds were full of undeniable majesty, which scared the group of stunned boys so much. .

"..."

Tahir heard who was referring to in the sentence "people who don't have much meat and are easy to fall apart". For some reason, seeing the idiot prince who was too idle to scare children, besides being speechless, he unexpectedly gave birth to A hint of wanting to laugh.

But the indifferent High Priest pursed his lips and pressed the corners of his lips down intentionally, but he didn't smile.

Well, the "intimidation" over there is over at this time.

A group of little ghosts turned their heads back and rushed to the gray "unlucky passerby" to apologize.

A few of them were timidly crying, and they were still dizzy after being shaken by the fierce big brother who suddenly appeared.

Tahir could only shake his head at this.

"Okay, it's all right. Go play with yourselves, just be careful next time you run."

The voice of "unlucky passer-by" is cool and cool. Hearing it is like tasting a whole bowl of ice in the hottest summer day. It is very comfortable and has the effect of soothing children's hearts.

After being so coaxed by him, the children quickly regrouped and ran away in a swarm before the fierce big brother came over.

"Then scare them into what to do."

Tahir said to his best friend who met unexpectedly here again.

"Those children are not sensible, I just taught them a little bit, and I didn't do much."

Across the crowd blocking the way, a handsome young man with brown hair came striding forward. The first thing he did when he came over was to raise his hand and press down the brim of his best friend's hat that was about to be blown by the wind without causing him pain.

Just press it down so that Tahir's face is not exposed.

After doing this "little thing" that was completely integrated into the instinct, Ramses asked: "You didn't get hit, did you?"

Tahir: "Do I look so vulnerable?"

Ramses clasped his hands, expressing with his expression that this was indeed the case in his opinion.

correct.

There is one more thing to be confirmed first, which cannot be forgotten.

"How did you go to Senedi—"

"How did you know I was—"

Tahir: "..."

Ramses: "!"

The two spoke at the same time, and their voices collided naturally.

Fortunately, they could still distinguish what each other said. After a little silence, the two answered respectively:

"In order to deal with the hidden dangers that are about to be exposed, I asked Sir Senedi about some secret things."

Inquiring became secondary, and the fact that I walked there in a trance still couldn't tell.

"It's nothing, I just walked around like last time, I just came here, I just saw you."

The fact that he rushed out immediately because he was worried about his best friend who ran to Senedi's house suddenly, still can't be said.

"yes."

"Ah."

"That's quite a coincidence."

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

Suddenly there was silence again.

Tahir's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes shifted slightly.

Ramses' left hand unknowingly clasped his right arm that was healed by Tahir last night, inexplicably recalling their "unhappy breakup" not long ago, and his chest felt a little congested.

He wanted to lift his healed hand up a little bit, to try to touch the place where Tahir was hit by the little ghosts just now, but his reason came up in time, and he realized that such an idea was very strange...

It's really, really weird, right?

"I--"

"you--"

"...What do you mean? What's wrong?"

"...That is, the ceremony seems to be late."

Tahir lowered his eyes slightly, and in the silence just now, he counted the time - quite desperately found that even if he rushed back at this time at the fastest speed, he would not be able to catch up with the time to prepare for the ceremony.

Undoubtedly, this was a blow like a thunderbolt to the high priest who had been preparing for the worship ceremony on time for 14 years.

What a horrible mistake he made—

"Are you going back to the temple? Then stop talking nonsense."

"……Um?"

Tahir was suddenly grabbed by Ramses' wrist and pulled him to the side.

"Ramesi—"

"It's okay, trust me."

When these words were succinctly said, the two were passing through the noisy crowd.

Under the fastened hood, the blond high priest looked slightly dazed, and the ice-blue eyes reflected the extremely dignified—and confident profile of the brunette youth.

The prince really didn't say much, nor was he distracted by unnecessary things.

He took Tahir to the market, tore off the gold ornaments hanging from his wrist and threw them to the horse dealer, and directly brought out a steed with black hair.

"It's not a particularly good horse, but it's almost adequate for this time. I'll sit on it first, come on!"

Ramses got on his horse first, then turned sideways: "I will definitely send you to the temple in time, don't worry."

The sun had clearly set, and not even half of the afterglow remained.

But another round of sun was rising in the pupils of the brown-haired young man in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to him who was still standing there: "Come on! Hold my hand, Tahir!"

The author has something to say: After finishing this main line, you will be enlightened!It is stated in advance that the plot has reference history, but the details are purely fictitious

I fell into deep thought after reading the comments, okay, I let them die early [? 】Happily open a new map