Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

We are led down the underground waterway by Nahal and Seto.

"Please note that the pharaohs are not in excellent physical condition, so do not have a crude phase"

"A pharaoh, like that Tutankhamen king or something?

"Yes, I am Cleopatra Nefer Quran Sunspirit Pharaoh, King of the Desert"

"Nah... which is the name"

"Sun is in the name, but it is disrespectful to call your name directly, so we want Pharaoh to unify us when we speak"

"Okay, let's be careful"

When we walked into the deepest room, this underground waterway was lined with a luxurious tented bed in the wrong place with a mummy with her hands in it.

The mummy, wearing a golden mask on her head, sleeps in peace, her body wrapped in bandages and adorned with luxurious accessories.

Nahal lifts it up when the top of the cross holds a rounded offering in his hand.

Then the offering shines, and the shadow of man dwells in the mummy.

For a moment there was a woman wearing gold and silver accessories on the bed, even though she was a dry mummy until now.

"This is..."

On the woman's head is an elephant circlet with a cobra of gold, a sparkling eyeshadow that crumbles and mixes pigments and gems.

The mouth is covered with a clear, light purple vale, concealed by a jewel that does not rely on the tip of a busty brown chest, and covered by a thin cloth that penetrates over it.

Tighten the creased thin hips further with a gold corset, and the woman wrapped around a waistcoat that was too thin to rely on looks at this one and smiles small.

If I thought this would be Akan or Na if I were to tear it up with a sick or weak pharaoh, the pharaoh that was sleeping jumped up, his mouth wide open and he grinned.

"Huhahahahahahahahaha, it is a pharaoh reenactment!!

Pharaoh opens a fan made of peacock feathers with a sound.

At that moment, Nahal's family, who had followed him together, sounded like perns crackers, toys and cheap trumpets sounded like pappa rappers.

When Pharaoh looks at us, he shakes the fan patterned and makes an intriguingly suspicious grin.

"Hmm, as the concubine thought, there is no evil in you. Good! We're having a feast tonight. Everybody, prepare the booze."

The moment he was about to say it, Pharaoh threw up a lot of blood and fell back with Bataan.

"Pharaohhhhhh!!

Nahal rushes to hold him up and put him back in bed.

"So, are you okay? It was a lot of blood..."

"You turned into a sea of blood in an instant..."

"Pharaoh shouldn't have the energy to move anymore, but he likes big festivals."

That's an annoying guy.

Nahal's family stares worryingly at Pharaoh, who is falling asleep heavily spitting blood.

Or we're gobbling together in bed. I'm starting to wonder if I'm really worried.

"Can you explain what's going on?

That's what Nahal tells us about what happened in the land.

To sum up the story, Pharaoh himself was a royalty thousands of years ago, a person who built a white pyramid with a person's own but deified existence.

Around that time, there were many gods in the land, and the Nahars were part of that god, and Pharaoh bound up such gods, men, and demons to build a great civilization.

But Pharaoh's civilization was also built. Thousands of years passed by time, all human beings perished by natural disasters, intense wars, and poor resources in the desert, and all that remained was God, some demons and the white pyramid, hundreds of years passed in that state.

The Pharaohs also fell into deep sleep one day, hoping that men would dwell in the land.

And finally, in recent years, hundreds of years ago, people finally started living in the land again.

Pharaoh rejoiced in that, and now instead of becoming his own mentor, he supported humans as gods in the shadows to keep people from perishing.

But the economy did not turn in the resource-poor desert city, and Pharaoh dungeoned the white pyramid, saying that the adventurers had treasures, and brought in humans from the outside.

As a result, the strategy succeeded, and the desert city of Manslatalia became large enough to allow people to take root thanks to the humans and pyramid dungeons that come from around.

The inhabitants think it's a coincidence, but it's all getting more people as Pharaoh thought.

To prevent further adventurers from escaping, the dungeon was sometimes revitalized by giving candy to those adventurers who had given their treasures and challenged them to come to the lower level of the dungeon.

"I see, the adventurers who gave the treasure in moderation and got it call in the other adventurers. That's how you got people together from the outside."

"Yes, because if you don't want your treasure taken, but you chase all the adventurers back for it, no one will follow you."

People will naturally come closer to a dungeon that has a proven track record of offense than a dungeon that is difficult to defeat.

But sharing treasure means cutting yourself off, so one day it won't be gone?

Orion speaks for what I thought.

"You have a conscience. But isn't treasure going to disappear someday?

Nahal shakes his head at the question.

"We have a family of pharaohs that produce a gold mass called a golden snake. As long as the snake is around, the treasure will never run out."

"Hmm? Then I could have given you a lot of money, wouldn't I? You don't have to look for an adventurer's purse to get as much money in it, do you?

Nahal continues and shakes his head.

"Pharaoh, who knows that gold will be the source of contention, never gave large amounts of treasure to the inhabitants of the land. It's enough to help people who live hard in this land."

"So you were adjusting to a terrible natural disaster or to a point where you didn't have the money and didn't cause an economic collapse"

When I hear that, what I'm really doing is like God. Just aid people not to perish, and then watch. It may sound strange, but it feels like it's close to an urban SLG.

That also starts with a small town and responds to the problem in moderation so that no residents are left behind. But what we're doing is basically just keeping an eye on humans.

Perhaps if God sprinkled all his money on human cuteness, he would surely become just a human being who relies on God alone without developing a city or an economy.

And when you drain a lot of gold, it's not worth it.

"But... it was that thing that gave birth to disaster. Some desperate people, who heard of the existence of a golden snake, led the soldiers to attack the pyramids. They had no choice but to dig underground holes around the pyramids, forcing them into the depths."

"I advised Pharaoh to kill all the people I wanted, but Pharaoh was generous. Now I regret what I did then."

That's what Seto says and shakes his head.

"Pharaoh punished the people who had attacked him, and instead he did it to gold. But that's when one of the fleeing humans took the Book of the Dead, one of his treasures. A foolish man who doesn't even know how to use it opened the Book of the Dead and summoned the evil god Apopis."

"Is that the guy that sucks?

"Also known as the Black Sun King. A great evil god sealed by Pharaoh and our gods at great cost."

"The man who gained the power of Apopis broke Pharaoh and took the golden snake when he ignored the curse of the pyramid and attacked it to the deepest end of the pyramid again. The wounds and the golden serpent were taken from him, weakening Pharaoh's power to protect the people, and eventually even the clergyman lost faith in Pharaoh's power."

"That's the thing...... but if God doesn't have the power to fight it or something?

"Nothing is more helpless than a faithless God. It's the same with not being an incredible God. Now we can make Pharaoh exist thanks to this sacrifice, but its power is also becoming weaker because of that black pyramid."

"That black pyramid was built by Apopis?

"Exactly. The pyramids go hand in hand with the junction and the temple in the first place, and that black pyramid is about to erode the white pyramids of Pharaoh and destroy the junction. That's why we're bringing in adventurers right now."

"That was strange. I wonder why those guys are replacing the white pyramid. Naturally, evil gods don't think it's sweet to gather adventurers to revitalize the city, do they?

"Yes, that is a cannibal temple"

"Cannibal Temple?

"By killing the people who come inside, you can help Apopis."

"In other words, if you die there, that soul will not go to the underworld, but will disappear as the nourishment of Apopsis."

I remember Alan and the others walking into the black pyramid first.

"By the way, what happens when the white pyramid is completely eroded?

When I hear that, both Nahal and Seth have a bitter look.

"Pharaoh will lose power and vanish. Perhaps we too..."

…………

"The only way to do something about Apopis is to seal the Book of the Dead again in the lowest level of the black pyramid. But there is a curse in the black pyramid, and with only demons and gods we cannot even enter....... The situation is quite grim. Please. Please help us!

Nahal bows his head toward this one deeply. Seto, too, stares silently at the state of it, taking his gaze off to mourn his own powerlessness.

I roar deeply wondering what's wrong.

"What are we going to do? Honestly, that's pretty much what they're after."

"Right.... Nahal, the purpose of our presence here is to seek treasure that can return and secure the time of Ra's mirror."

"Is it Ra's mirror? It can't be used by humans, can it?

"I'm not the one who uses it, I'm a Kurt kid."

Are you the descendants of those angels?

"Are they descendants of angels?

"Not exactly, but, well, you can use them."

"Do you know where the mirror is now?

Nahal let his gaze swim for a moment when he heard that.

"…… is in the basement of the black… pyramid"

"Right, I knew it was there"

If it's in the basement of the pyramid, you'll have to step into his stronghold after all that apology.

When I thought I'd have to do it, Pharaoh blocks it.

"You can't have a mirror there."

"What?"

"Nahal, do not let God confuse people with lies. Ra's mirror was broken because the person who broke in didn't know what it was worth. It doesn't exist now."

"Is that true?

"Excuse me... most of the treasures were taken and transferred to the black pyramid, but almost all of the artifacts of the demons and pharaohs in which I don't know how to use them were destroyed..."

We, Chariot, cloud our faces when we hear the object was lost a long time ago.

"Saki, is this the one that wastes bones?

"I don't know..."

I cared too much for Pharaoh's eyes, even though I might perish.

"Aren't you afraid? You know, that you disappear."

"Good, child of man. It is also a choice of time for the concubines to crush. The soul that has been in this world for a long time also finally heads into the underworld. If I may, I don't want to take these people on a journey of everlasting darkness."

Pharaoh gently strokes the gobbling bath cats in bed.

Stop laughing when you accept all such deaths.

"Sorry adventurer. I'd like to thank you for listening to me, but unfortunately the only thing I have is what I'm wearing right now."

Pharaoh turns a perky, clear thin cloth, revealing a rich brown fruit.

I was nailed to the chest for a moment, but I guessed about it, Orion and Freya step on my feet at the same time.

"Sketchy."

Scythe, I can't believe you want someone who's dying.

"Excuse me."

When he sees it, Pharaoh laughs loudly, sitting back in bed and putting his feet together.

"Huhahahahaha, good, it's been a long time since I've seen a man (Rama), so I'd like to have a full crush on a concubine."

"Sakura, it's not a good idea to be a jerk with God."

"I know."

"You're young, daughter. Some gods deliberately lust men. Besides, my lord, there are a lot of beautiful women out there."

"That's right. Everybody's got a body on me with a zoccon - Yikes!!

My feet are treading hard.

"Good. I feel a deep trust in this man from them. Lord, do not betray the expectations of these people."

".................. oh"

Pharaoh smiled lusciously as I snorted deeply.

That's when a guide from that time rushes into Pharaoh's bedroom.

"Ha, my God! My people have been captured by the vigilantes! If you don't get the pharaoh out, you'll have to slash your neck!

"You're kidding me!

Seto tries to stand up to him with his shoulders angry, but Pharaoh stops it.

"Good. Let the concubine go"

"I won't!

"The time left for the concubine is short. Something ahead creates a way to survive."

To Pharaoh's firm determination, Seto and Nahal kneel.

"... as Pharaoh wills"

Pharaoh rose out of bed.

Nahal and Seto follow on that back.

Pharaoh tells me without looking back.

"That sounds a lot like the man my concubine loved. The contents are separate, but the colour of its soul shines gently as that man does.... Ares, come see me better than this."

…………

When he squeals the name of the dead man, Pharaoh leaves the underground waterway with a cane decorated with cobra in his hand.

............... so I hate being like that doomsday aesthetic.

The rest of us, do we believe their stories or the broken air flows?

"All they're saying is there's no proof, sir."

"That's right. Neither the presence of Apopsis, nor the fact that the vigilante is being manipulated, is behind us."

"That's right..."

But would a lying human have eyes ready to die like that?

"Hey... I like brown beauties"

"Well, Boyne's weak."

"I jump right at a horny woman, sir"

"Saki doesn't listen to people."

"I know very well that Dee haunts my head"

"But... so we were saved..."

"I'm sorry you guys. I need you to hang out with me again for a bit. I don't like women laughing in misfortune."

Who would be funny to see such a bad-end that the end of Pharaoh, who kept loving people, disappeared by a betrayed man?