Hikigu's Godslayer Story

"Shari, are you still satisfied with your new job?"

"I thank you for entrusting such an important job to me." Shali said with his head lowered.

"If it weren't for the generosity and kindness of my mother and sister, you would have been hanged, not like this." Ramses sneered.

This man is his own tutor, but he conspires to rebel against him.

"Work well, and I will never forgive you, because your soul is full of evil, and I hope Moses has no complaints against you, or you will never have another chance to humiliate anyone."

"Yes, great pharaoh."

Shali's heart was full of bitterness, and he knew what Pharaoh meant - if he dared to be shy in front of Moses, it is estimated that the former student would slap him without hesitation.

Damn, he had a great future, but he was destroyed by himself, and now he is about to bow to a Hebrew.

However, maybe that mysterious and terrifying Outlander can help him, and this time, he swears he won't make another mistake.

Thinking of this, Shali felt a little more comfort in his heart. He continued to crawl on the ground and listened to the cheers around him. It was everyone who respectfully sent Pharaoh to continue his journey.

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PS: For the first one, someone gave a naughty reward, so today there are two.

I don't count on the tickets. I guess there are no 300 votes now. The sixth volume is mainly divided into three parts, the Ramses (Ramses City) and the construction of the Temple of Million Years, the Battle of Kadesh and the Hebrews run away.

I owe one update last Friday, and it was paid yesterday. I still look at the votes and rewards to add more updates. If there are any, I will not add them. Basically, I look at it. Now voting and rewards are very sluggish. , I have already put the code words in the final schedule most of the time, so when there is not enough time, I will basically break it. The schedule relationship is basically not included in the scope to be supplemented. Please understand this. , the limit of what I can do is that I don't put on the shelves. If I count the basic updates into the supplementary range, I really can't do it. The only thing I can do is that if I meet the requirements of the supplements, I will make it up later if I can't finish it on the same day. .

The second one is published at night. During the day and afternoon, I went to review CFA.

Chapter [-] Still Bright Kingdom

Pharaoh's inspection did not take much time, and he soon left in a hurry due to some urgent business.

Shali breathed a sigh of relief, and went home too.

It's a home, but it's also an office.

Shali was in charge of the brick factory that provided the new city with bricks. He was both the team leader and the director of the brick factory. The workers dug out the silt from the Nile River and used it to make bricks. Occasionally he would let the workers To collect papyrus.

The mysterious Gentile at home was discovered when he asked workers to collect papyrus before, but it was not a good memory.

After entering the brick factory, all the workers who saw him bowed and saluted him.

When Shali saw the door of his room, he stopped, his expression was a little hesitant and a little scared.

After thinking about it, he called the worker next to him and asked, "What did that person do today?"

"He has been watching us make bricks today," replied the worker.

"Watching you make bricks? What's so good about that?" Shali wondered.

This man is very strange, there is no doubt that he is an extremely powerful wizard, but after he told him the name of the current pharaoh, and that this place is building a new city of the pharaoh, he showed too much about everything around him. interest.

Moreover, in the eyes of people looking at Sha Li, Sha Li always feels that he is being sympathized and ridiculed. This means that Sha Li, who has suffered from him, is always in ups and downs in his heart, which is completely inexplicable.

However, when he thought about the suffering he had suffered on the other side, he did not dare to have any opinion on it.

"Is he back?" he asked the worker again.

"I'm back, I'm resting in the house."

"Okay, you go with your own business."

After waving his hand to dismiss the workers, Shali drooled, walked to the door in a few steps, and pushed the door open.

Shali is not a rich man, maybe he could have been before, but he is definitely not now. His room is very simple, no different from the general working class.

In the room stood a low earth-fired bench with a woven rush mat, which for Shari was both his bed and his "sofa", a triangular stool, and A rough table.

In addition, there is no furniture in the room, and there are piles of pots and pans in the corners.

A young man is sitting cross-legged on the low bench that Shali loves, with one hand propped up on his chin and the other hand on his leg in a contemplative manner. At that time, the strange thing was that this guy was obviously running around on the construction site, but his body was not covered with ash.

Although he knew that this person was a magician, Shali had never seen such magic. When he was still the governess of Ramses in the palace, he could often see the magicians in the palace.

Seeing Shali pushing the door and entering, the boy raised his eyebrows immediately.

"What are you doing standing there still? Come here!"

he shouted.

Shali is not a good-natured person, but he obediently closed the door at the moment, forced a flattering face, and leaned in.

"It was noisy just now, who is here?"

"Pharaoh is here." Shali replied eagerly, looking at the "sofa" that originally belonged to him but was now occupied by others.

"Ramses?" The boy's eyes lit up and he bounced off the low bench. Shali's eyes suddenly flashed, and the boy was already standing in front of him.

"It's a pity, I had known to take a look, right, what's the difference between his baldness and yours?"

The young man screeched a bunch of words directly, and this fried Shali was dizzy.

There are a lot of things in this sentence that he doesn't understand.

"Don't understand? Forget it." The young man waved his hand and touched his chin again, "But I didn't expect it, this is Paramsy, I really should bring Mehamd and the others to see, three thousand years later I can't see the sun."

The boy who said "three thousand years later" was indeed from a world three thousand years later.