Just as Rozen led the army out of the desert, a sandstorm blew in again.
However, there was only one place that was not affected by the sandstorm that enveloped the entire desert.
It was a temple.
It was an incomparably radiant and majestic temple that seemed to have gathered all the buildings together. That was why it appeared to be extremely large.
Around the temple, numerous Sphinxes were guarding the place like the most loyal guards.
In the deepest part of the temple, in a hall that looked like a king's hall, a man sat on a throne that looked like a king's throne.
He was a handsome man with golden eyes that shone like the sun. He was dressed in noble and gorgeous golden clothes and a white cloak. He gave off a feeling that he was radiating brilliance all the time.
He was the Sun King.
He was Ramesses II.
The king, whose real name was Osmandis, was sitting on the throne at this moment, supporting his chin with his hand as if he was tired.
It wasn't until a moment later that Osmandis raised his head.
A mirror appeared silently in front of him.
"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Pharaoh King Osmandis."
The one who said this was Nitochris, who was still in the Atlas Courtyard.
Nitochris used the power of magic to communicate with Osmandis remotely.
Osmandis raised his eyes and looked at Nitochris, who bowed her head respectfully to greet him. His expression was calm.
"What's wrong?" Osmandis said in a condescending tone and arrogant manner, "Has the master of Chaldea left?"
"Yes, Pharaoh." Nitochris reported honestly, "Not long ago, the master of Chaldea left our territory with the mountain people and refused the precious opportunity to see the king. What a sinner."
"Sinner …" Osmandis sneered and said, "Indeed, it is a supreme honor to be able to see me. Refusing such an honor deserves to be hanged. But since it is the master, I will let him off the hook."
From these words, one could tell just how willful this king was.
"The king is really magnanimous." Nicocles, on the other hand, took it for granted. She praised Osmandis and said, "To be able to receive so much care from the king, that master really doesn't know how fortunate he is."
Osmandis's brows twitched when he heard this.
"It seems that you're quite confused as to why I've been so lenient to that master, Nitochris."
Osmandis said as though he had seen through Nitochris's thoughts.
"No … no …" Nitochris stammered, "I'm sorry, Pharaoh. I do have some doubts."
Nitochris knew very well that although Osmandis was a great king, he was also a terrifying one.
This person was very generous to the things he liked, but that did not mean that he was benevolent.
As the self-proclaimed King of Kings and God of Gods, Osmandis had unparalleled arrogance and self-esteem.
He never looked down on anyone, but when it came to others, he treated them equally. He never thought that anyone could be compared to him, even if the other party was a god.
Even if he knew that the master of Chaldea had arrived and that Rozen had a special identity, he would not give him any special treatment.
Therefore, if Rozen had gone through many hardships after entering the desert, eliminating the sandstorm and the threat of the Sphinx group before arriving at the temple, as the king of this territory, Osmandis would treat him as a capable hero and treat him as a king. It would be considered a reward for Rozen.
However, opening the door to Osmandis before they even met, asking Nitochris not to neglect him, stopping the sandstorm for him, ordering the Sphinx not to attack him, and even protecting a group of insignificant mountain people for him was not in line with Osmandis's style.
Therefore, although Nitochris was easy to fool and talk to, she was by no means a fool. On the contrary, she was quite intelligent. She had long had doubts about this, and only brought it up now.
How could Nicodemus know about this?
"I am the sun, the incarnation of Ra. I am both the Sun God and the Sun King. If there is a sun, it is me. There is no other association."
Osmandis spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, but the corners of his mouth curled up.
"As for that master, he seems to be protected by the Sun God. Therefore, from the moment he descended into this world, I felt the aura of the sun in him."
It was a completely different aura from Gawain, who was also protected by the sun.
Gawain had only received the power of the sun, and he was using the power of the sun as a human knight.
However, Rozen was different.
"Although he's also using the power of the sun as a human, I can sense that the power isn't bestowed by the sun. Instead, he's using it on a deeper level. That's right, it's as if the sun has been conquered and dominated by him."
At this point, Osmandis's tone became interested.
"Since ancient times, there have been many humans who have received the protection of the sun, but there is no one who can control the sun. If such a great achievement existed in Egypt, it would definitely be a pharaoh who is comparable to me. As the incarnation of the sun, the king of the gods, I have to acknowledge him. If he is a hero that I like, then it would not be a bad thing to acknowledge him as my younger brother."
Hearing this, Nitochris was shocked.
"So that is the person who will become the pharaoh's younger brother …?!" Nitochris said in a panic, "Then it is unforgivable that I did not bring my younger brother back to the temple …!"
Hearing this, Osmandis waved his hand.
"It's fine. This is just a whim of mine. Even if it does not succeed, it is the master who will not be able to receive my supreme glory. It has nothing to do with you."
Osmandis could not help but rub his chin and ponder.
"Compared to this, since he left my territory directly, it proves that he is sure that I do not want to intervene in the war between them and the Lion King. They are indeed prepared to fight the goddess of the Holy Spear."
Osmandis did not need Nitochris's report. He directly saw through Rozen's actions and thoughts.
"Then I would like to see how far you can go against the Lord of the End who even I do not dare to easily fight."
Osmandis's face showed an expression of interest again.
As for Rozen, Osmandis paid full attention to him.
Osmandis was prepared to watch from the sidelines from the start until the end to see what the outcome of the Singularity and the conflict between the Lion King and the Black King would be.
"Let me see the different outcomes of the two different choices of the Lord of the Holy Sword and the Lord of the Holy Spear."
Osmandis muttered to himself.
Then, Osmandis murmured to the second "human" he paid attention to.
"What will you choose?"
"The Silver Knight of Pansy."
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