Vol 3 Chapter 2: Ramses

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I was about to ask someone to ask, but there was a lot of noise not far away, as if someone was arguing. Curiosity urged me to walk there. Through the gaps in the crowd, I saw a six- or seven-year-old Egyptian boy fall to the ground, covered in blood. Although he was in a state of embarrassment, his eyes stared without fear. Looking at the man who beat him, a middle-aged man with a bloated body and a gorgeous Egyptian noble outfit.
"Excuse me, what's the matter?" I asked a woman next to me, Jieyu Wan really had a magic effect, and my ancient Egyptian was so fluent.
"What a pity, the boy accidentally trampled on Uther's cat, and Uther said he would kill him alive." The woman shook her head.
From ancient times to the present day, there are such people everywhere. I can’t help but feel a little annoyed. In the eyes of these nobles, a cat is much more valuable than a slave.
"stop!"
Seeing that the little boy was dying, I couldn't help but scream, and I was left behind with the assurance that I said nothing about the business. The man named Uther looked at me in surprise, and said with pride: "Alien, do you know who you are talking to?"
"Don't you hear me, I said stop!" I stepped forward.
"Are you crazy? Catch me!" Uther waved his hand, and a few dressed men immediately approached me and reached out to grab me. I smiled secretly, can you catch me?
With only a bang, the attendants were all bounced off by my enchantment. For a moment, the people around were shocked, and Uther's brown face seemed to be punched.
"You, who are you?" He stepped back in panic.
I took another step forward and said, "The boy was let go, he just trampled on a cat."
Uther looked a little scared, but still insisted: "The cat was given to me by the king, and now he was trampled to death by this slave, can't I kill him?"
"It's the cat in general. It's okay to pay you one, right?" I glanced at the kitten who was trampled to the corner, with black and yellow eyes and brown stripes on his body.
"Compensation?" His face was shocked, and he looked at me contemptuously, "It's up to you?"
"It's just me." I smiled slightly, took out the charm, meditated on the spell, the green light flashed, and the charm turned into a little black cat exactly like the original one.
Although Si Yin said not to use spells casually, this is Egypt. If I do this in medieval Europe, I am afraid that I will be caught as a witch immediately, but here, everyone will only be surprised and awed, and may even be more likely to attract the attention of the priest.
Sure enough, I heard the sound of air-sucking around and the conversation of people whispering.
"God, did you see that interracial girl, she became a cat!"
"It's incredible that she can make a cat."
"It's amazing, is she the messenger sent by cat Best..."
I couldn't help being complacent. Since playing through, it has always been a character such as a maid, a maid, and finally there is a feeling of raising his eyebrows here. He can spell and it is really good.
Looking at the Uther again, he was there for a long time, staring straight at the black cat in front of him.
I stooped to lift the little boy and said softly: "Are you all right?" He looked at me with admiration and whispered: "Are you sent by the cat to save me?"
I smiled and shook my head and said: "It's alright, you go home quickly."
He smiled at me gratefully and struggled to leave with a limp.
I also stood up and walked past Uther, who was still in a daze, and I couldn't help laughing.
"Wait, the interracial girl over there." A low voice sounded beside me. I looked around, under a tall palm tree not far from me, somehow I stopped a rectangular soft car, two strong Nubian slaves were standing on both sides, and there was a close standing behind A waiter dressed. Under the rolled white cloth in the soft sedan seated a man dressed as an Egyptian aristocrat. He was wearing a white linen uniform with a straight and straight body, and a small statue of Matt was hanging around his neck.
His age is about 278, but his skin color is rare among the Egyptians. He has a clean face, soft lines without losing his English spirit, and a pair of brown eyes looks at me gently.
"Are you calling me?" I nodded myself.
There was a faint smile on his lips, "It's you."
I looked at him, and it looked like a high nobility, maybe I would know the whereabouts of Fekti.
"Is there anything?" I asked.
He didn't speak, he just pointed his finger to the alley in front of him, "Get there, I have something to ask you."
I hesitated and nodded. I don't want to let go of this opportunity to hear Fecter's whereabouts.
"What country did you come from, your clothes, I have never seen them." He pointed to my jeans and T-shirt.
"The East, the East of the East than India." I guess China, he did not understand.
"Did you just use witchcraft in your country?" He didn't delve into it either, and seemed to be more interested in my spells.
"Good. Are you?" I also want to determine the identity of the man in front of me.
He smiled again and said, "My name is Asher, the prime minister here."
Prime Minister? My eyes widened, and the young man in front of me was actually prime minister! All along, the prime minister in the impression should be the image of gray hair and a bunch of goatee on the chin. It seems that this time the luck was not so good. Once he met the prime minister of Egypt, then he must know the whereabouts of Fekti.
"Your witchcraft is special. I want to ask you to do me a favor." He paused. "Help me save someone."
"Save someone?" I was surprised.
"A man who was cast into black magic."
"Who?"
"You don't need to know who it is, but I think your witchcraft might save her." There seemed to be something hidden behind the smile on his face.
I was hesitating, and suddenly heard the servants around him whisper: "Adult, can this be done? If you let Grand Prix Fekti know..." The following words were immediately interrupted by Asher, but I have heard clearly The name "Fikti" was overjoyed, and nodded without thinking too much: "Okay!"
It won't take much effort, if everything goes well, I think I will find Fekti soon...
Asher smiled at me and said, "So, go back with me first."
This prime minister has no problem, and I haven't found a place tonight. There is such a free hotel that I can't live in vain.
The residence of the prime minister is really not pretty. The white outer wall, tall and thin pillars, the door lintel decorated with palm leaves, the door of the house is filled with marigolds, and the golden petals fall on the ground, as if paved as a gorgeous carpet. The maids who hold lotus flowers come from models, and the traditional Egyptian corset dress Karathisi makes their curvy figure more graceful.
Ashe pointed to a maid nearby and said to me: "This is Nelly, she will take you to your room, you take a rest first."
I glanced at the maid, who had brown skin, dark eyes, and youthful bodybuilding. She was very lovely. She couldn't help smiling at her. She froze for a moment and then smiled shyly.
"Well, can I take a shower?"
"Yes, let Nelly take you there." Yashe nodded and walked inside.
Not from my own eyes, I never thought that the bathroom facilities in ancient Egypt were so advanced. A long brick chair is placed on each side of the limestone floor at right angles, and the outer layer of the brick wall is covered with limestone blocks to prevent the bricks from being damp. In addition, the ground is slightly inclined so that the water can flow down to the outlet of the drainage pipe, and then discharged through the ceramic pipe buried deep below the ground.
I pointed to the long brick chair: "Nellie, what is this for?"
She smiled and said, "If you want to take a shower, I can stand on a chair and flush the water for you."
It turned out to be this function, but I'm not used to being around when I take a shower. I pointed to a granite bathtub next to me: "No, no, I will wash here." Soak in the warm water, and feel comfortable. There is still such a treatment here. It is really pleasant. When the birds are in Babylon There is no such enjoyment.
After taking a shower, I also changed to Karasis. Nelly said enviously: "How come your skin is so white and so soft." I glanced at her plump figure and thought secretly that she had lost her figure and didn't rely on her skin color to save her face. When I walked into the courtyard to eat, I felt that the eyes of the maids were all focused on me, and naturally I was happy.
When Asher saw me, a faint light flashed in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Karassis is for you."
"Thank you." I smiled happily at him and sat down.
Seeing the dishes in front of me, I couldn't help feeling more sighed. All kinds of bread and vegetables, fish, beef, goose, and even cucumber, a strong spice flew over the surface, I smelled the familiar smell of pepper, cinnamon, fennel. Unexpectedly, ancient Egypt, more than three thousand years ago, had such a complete range of spices. God, compared with her, the dishes of medieval Europe seem to have gone back tens of thousands of years.
Eating and eating, I suddenly found that except for the maid beside me, it seemed that only me and Yashe were eating. What about his big and small wives? Didn’t the Egyptians get married early?
"What's wrong?" He took a glass of wine and took a sip of wine.
"Why don't you see your husband?" I studied the spoon made of ivory in my hand.
"Husbands?" He seemed to be stunned for a while, then smiled again, "I haven't got a wife yet."
"Not yet married? I'm so disappointed, I thought I could see the magnificent scene of wives and concubines." I blurted.
He laughed, and drank the wine from the glass.
"Oh, what's your name?"
"My name is Yin." I took a sip of fig juice.
He nodded and suddenly waved his hand, and all the maids around retreated consciously. I know that he will tell me about saving people.
"I can only do my best, can it be effective, I can't guarantee." Before he spoke, I already spoke.
He smiled faintly and said, "Do you know who you want to save?"
I stared at him, his brown eyes were not deep, he could not see a trace of emotion, and a faint smile just floated on the surface. I just heard Fekti's name was too excited. Now I want to think that this man is so young that he is sitting in the position of Egyptian prime minister. It must not be a simple character. The person he wanted to save must not be an ordinary person. Many witchcraft in ancient Egypt were often used to curse against members of the royal family. Could my heart suddenly jump, could it be...
"Is it in the palace?" I whispered.
There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and he calmed down again: "Yes, it is the Queen Mother of Tuya today."
Sure enough, it's the royal family, and it's still the queen mother, but I still don't understand...
"Since it's the Queen Mother, don't the priests in the temple also have the ability to lift the witchcraft on her?" I asked.
"Secretary," his eyes complicated, "just because the sergeant couldn't heal."
"How come, the Queen Mother is Wang's mother, how can they not heal?"
"Then - it also depends on whether they are intentionally healed." His expression suddenly became a little strange.
Clerk, could it be Fekti?
"Prince Fecti?" I blurted.
His pupils shrank, "How do you know?"
"The guard next to you just said that, I heard some." Fortunately, his attendant just showed a bit of tone.
"Tomorrow, I will take you into the palace." He stood up.
"But," I also stood up. "Why do you believe that I can lift the black magic of the Queen Mother?"
"Why?" He smiled back, "Because you are the messenger of the cat god."
Cat messenger...
I froze there, does he think so? still is……
Forget it, now I don’t have time to think about it, I’m going to the palace tomorrow, maybe I can see Fekti, maybe I can see Ramses II, I can’t think of everything going so smoothly...
As for that witchcraft, I just used it to verify my own skills... Witchcraft that has evolved for more than three thousand years, should-no problem?
When I saw the pharaoh's palace, I suddenly felt that the prime minister's home was like a house of a countryman.
Beside the palace, the tall barn seems to rise into the clouds. The surrounding of the palace is filled with lush foliage of acacia and figs. The gate of the magnificent residence is decorated with blue glazed tiles. The entire palace shines with gold and turquoise light.
Entering the royal palace, the magnificent hall is decorated with ceramic tiles with yellow and brown as background and blue, red and black dots. There was a fence surrounded by a row of small columns in the palace, and each column was engraved with the name of Pharaoh. The walls on all sides are beautifully painted. Nude women, winged birds and birds, and lush green fields are really pleasing to the eyes.
Asher asked me to wait in the hall for a while before leaving the hall.
I looked around curiously, and several young maids were looking at me curiously. I glanced at myself. At Asher’s request, I had changed to Carassis, and wore hair like them, except that I used a purple hairpin and a small backpack that did not leave me. It's no surprise.
Seen a little uncomfortable by them, I walked out of the hall altogether. As soon as I stepped out of the hall, there was an open garden in front of me. The garden was filled with palms, figs, date trees, avocados, pomegranates and tamarisk, along the The road went forward, and a big blue pool appeared in front of my eyes. A lot of white lotus flowers peculiar to Egypt were blooming on the surface of the pool, and the fragrance of the lotus fluttered in the wind.
So beautiful, the Pharaoh will indeed enjoy the blessing.
I sat down in the shade of a fig tree by the lotus pond, leaning my back against the big tree, closing my eyes and raising my mind.
"Boom!" Suddenly a knock was hit on the forehead. I opened my eyes, and a fig fell on my side. It turned out to be a heavenly fruit. I closed my eyes again. "Boom!" What happened again? When I opened my eyes again, I found a six- or seven-year-old boy standing in front of me with an open face.
Needless to say, it must be this kid. I just wanted to scold a few words. Suddenly I saw the hairstyle on his left head, and immediately suffocated the words in his mouth. The lock of Horus, the unique hairstyle of the Egyptian prince. Don’t provoke trouble in unnecessary situations.
"Hello, let's go!" he said with arrogance, and turned back to the few dressed men who said: "Immediately drain the water from this pond and pull out all these lotus flowers!"
Isn't it wrong to unplug such a beautiful lotus flower!
"Why?" I jumped.
"My amulet fell into the pond." He glanced at me.
"Send someone to salvage." I glared at him.
"I still use you to say that I have long been salvaged. Your slave is about to give up to this prince, otherwise I will punish you!" His arrogance is not ordinary arrogance.
Little ghost head, dare to call me a slave, my eyelids started to beat.
"Did you find the amulet and you wouldn't pull out the lotus flowers?" I pointed to the pond.
He seemed surprised, but said curiously again: "Can you find it?"
"Well, go to the side." I pointed back and asked him to step back and took out the spell. After reading the spell, the spell immediately turned into a big fish. I put it gently in the water and whispered: "Go, get the amulet."
The fish flicked its tail, plunged it into the water, and it soon got out of the water. In its mouth was a glittering gold amulet of scarab. I took the amulet, read the mantra again, and the fish returned to a piece of paper, falling into my hands.
Putting away the rune paper, I handed the amulet into the hands of the dumbfounded boy and said, "Here, you won’t pull out those lotus flowers, so beautiful things should be appreciated, not destroyed." . Isn't it good to let them live freely?"
The little prince looked at me inexplicably, as if he hadn't responded yet.
"Who are you?" A clear and majestic voice came from behind me.
I turned my head, only to feel dizzy in front of me, the young man in front of me seemed to radiate the sun like light, the ring-shaped gold ornaments intertwined with the eagle and the cobra pressed against a long, dark and soft long hair, beautiful The long black eyebrows on his face swept diagonally into the temples, and a pair of obsidian dark eyes looked at me with domineering but curiosity. He only wore a short gold-encrusted waistcoat, revealing a healthy wheat-colored skin, and his body was slender and strong like a palm tree. The amulet sculpted from turquoise, malachite and gold into the eyes of Horus resembles the water of the Nile River shimmering with golden awns. It fits between the neck, and the wrist and upper arm fit the armband of the scarab properly.
For the first time in my life, I saw such a dazzling man...