God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

"Major..."

Mejed blushed a little, probably because he just bragged in front of the believers.

In short, Nitocris's consolation gave Nitocles a little peace of mind.

"Since Mr. Mejed said it, I'll just trust that man... It's really disrespectful to ask me, the pharaoh, to worry about him."

Nitocris was worried about Ye Ting, while Ye Ting followed the palace maid out of the palace and came to a big house near the palace.

Although it is not as grand and luxurious as the palace, it is more gorgeous and extravagant than the palace.

Even Nitocris lives in a simpler place than the house in front of her: gold utensils are everywhere, even the slaves wear leather clothes with gold ornaments, everywhere Colorfully dyed blankets and curtains, intricately carved reliefs and colorful paintings all over the walls.

If it weren't for the fact that the Egyptian palace itself is a rare architectural spectacle, coupled with the accumulation of thousands of years, perhaps this place is more like a palace.

This is the home of the most powerful man in Egypt right now.

Sure enough, such an official is not a competent guy. At first glance, he is the kind of person who is corrupt and scratches the ground.

Thinking like this, Ye Ting came all the way to a lobby under the leadership of a slave...

Here, he finally saw the Lord.

It was not a middle-aged man with a goatee, nor a fat bald man, but an old man with a neat white beard that even looked shriveled.

The old man was half lying on the soft cushion at the moment, and the several cases in front of him were filled with all kinds of melons, fruits and delicacies, and beside him were three or four female slaves dressed in gorgeous gold ornaments serving him.

In the lower part, there are two rows of guards with big arms and round waists, naked upper body, holding various weapons.

Seemingly not paying attention to Ye Ting's arrival, the old man slowly ate a date palm under the service of the female slave, and then looked down.

"You're finally here," the old man said in a casual tone, condescendingly, "your name... Forget it, it doesn't matter, I'll just say it, I'm the one who really controls this country today, let you today Come here, I have something to tell you."

Without waiting for Ye Ting to say something, the old man continued to talk to himself.

"You should have stayed with the queen for two days...you're a lucky guy, you have to be thankful that you have a good skin, and that's why you're lucky enough to taste the most wonderful treasures in this country - but I To tell you, that is not something you can touch, your good skin is useless in the face of real power!"

That said, Ye Ting clearly saw jealousy in the old man's eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" The old man seemed to be provoked, and threatened more bluntly, "In short, even if you have the favor of that powerless female pharaoh, it is just meat on our chopping board, as long as It could take your life at any time, I think - know that only true power can rule."

It seemed that Ye Ting's disdainful expression was interpreted as being frightened.

"However, if you want to live, I have a chance for you: since you can stand by His Royal Highness Pharaoh's side, she should trust you very much. I will give you a bottle of medicine. Tonight, you will take this medicine. Put it in the pharaoh's dinner, and someone will tell you what to do!"

Chapter 0823 Killing Intent

This Vishir's plan is good.

Although due to Nitocris's own strength, although they have coveted this female pharaoh for a long time, they have been unable to start.

But Ye Ting's appearance allowed them to find a flaw.

Through this closeness to the female pharaoh, they could place potions with special effects in her food.

Although the pharaoh was full of defenses against other people and even the maids, she must have no defense against this "favorite" - after all, their intimacy today is not a fake, with Nitocris's loyalty level, not Just do this with anyone who doesn't come into your heart.

It's a pity that Vihir thought so much, but only missed one point.

In other words, he didn't consider one thing at all, that is Ye Ting's own will.

No, maybe he thought about it, just in the wrong direction:

"As a foreign traveler, a bard, you have no property and no place to live in this country, right?" Vihir said temptingly, "Although you were favored by the female pharaoh, she It's just a puppet, what else can she give you other than a moment's favor? But I'm different - I'm the real powerful person, as long as you obey me, I will reward you with countless golds, Although you lost the female pharaoh, these..."

As he said that, he patted the female slaves beside him, and these women immediately cooperated in a seductive pose.

At this time, Ye Ting discovered that all of his female slaves looked a bit like Nitocris, and their attire was similar to that of the female pharaoh.

It seemed that this Vihir had been coveting Nitocris for a long time, and could not ask for it, so he let these ordinary women dress up as her as a substitute.

Really... disgusting.

Ye Ting thought so.

Seeing these female slaves dressed as female pharaohs, Ye Ting couldn't help feeling that something that belonged to him was being desecrated.

It's a kind of nauseating feeling like someone swipes at a picture of your girlfriend.

The original feeling of indifference to this Vishir in front of him, even like a cat playing with a mouse, has completely turned into pure killing intent.

At this moment, he really wanted to kill this disgusting man in front of him.

He is obviously old, but he still dares to think like this about his Nito, and to do such disgusting things, it is really disrespectful to the old, and it is a thief to be old and not dead!

But Vihir didn't notice, and continued to chatter.

"These riches and beauties are things you can't earn in your lifetime, but now you have a chance to get them—as long as you cooperate with me, but if you refuse, then the result is death—"

With that said, he pointed to the next strong guards.

However, at this time, he discovered that the guards in front of him had already drawn their weapons, pointed vigilantly in Ye Ting's direction, and at the same time made preparations for the battle, as if they were facing the enemy.

What he didn't notice was that cold sweat had already left on their foreheads, and their calves were shaking slightly.

"What... what's going on? What are you doing?"

Although Vihir was surprised by the reaction of his subordinates, he immediately turned his attention to Ye Ting.