The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

"Sky Fortress? Lord Seti, is the fortress you want to build similar to Lord Osmandis's temple?"

Nitocris was a little confused when she heard this request.

It doesn't seem to make sense to just mention the Hanging Gardens. After all, the Hanging Gardens were built during the 25th or 26th Dynasty of Egypt. Neither Nito nor Osmandes would have known about them.

"It's probably based on a huge garden, and then the temple was built on top. The final result should be similar to the Great Temple of Glory in Osmandis, but it should be smaller and more delicate."

After all, the Great Temple of Osmandis is not a single temple, but a complex of many great temples, a terrifying building with a total length of more than several kilometers.

"I see. These are all building materials for the temple. I think you, Mr. Fan, can use them."

Instead, after listening to Manshu's description, Nitocris thought for a while and called on the people to help Manshu move the construction materials.

“This is the great Pharaoh Seti who is far more glorious than me, and can stand shoulder to shoulder with the great Sun King Pharaoh Osmanthis.

Pharaoh Seti is going to build his own temple. Although it is far inferior to Lord Osmandis's temple, it will be a more magnificent temple than the temples standing in many oases. All the materials that can be used will be brought out. "

Under Nitocris's order, the workers around immediately put down what they were doing and took action to complete the Pharaoh's order.

"Lord Nitocris, where is the temple that the great Pharaoh Seti wants to build? Let's move the building materials there directly."

The man who seemed to be a noble among the people took action. After talking with others, he respectfully walked in front of Nitocris.

"Lord Seti, where do you plan to build the temple you use as a fortress? There are still areas left here where temples can be built. There are two in the east and only one in the south. These places will not affect the lives of the people who come here. Where do you plan to go first?"

Seeing someone asking about the location of the temple, Nitocris also remembered that she was also asked about this matter, so she quickly turned around and asked Manshu.

"Just let them move out of the warehouse. I am not going to build a temple here. I promised the mountain people in the mountains that I would lend them a helping hand, so I plan to build a fortress and a temple there."

Manshu waved his hand and said quickly.

"Are you going to help the people of the mountains?" Nitocris subconsciously made a surprised sound when she heard Manshu's words, but she immediately realized this and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

“I’m… I’m very sorry, Pharaoh. As an incompetent Pharaoh, I arrogantly questioned the decision of the real Pharaoh, and even forgot the guidance you gave me not long ago.

Pharaoh is supposed to be the great king who reigns over this land, the one who rules the world and dominates everything on earth. The people of the mountainous areas are also supposed to be people who are ruled by Pharaoh and protected by him.

Although they now have inappropriate thoughts and behaviors because they cannot understand Pharaoh's greatness, the great Pharaoh will use his glory to make them understand Pharaoh's greatness.

I am still not perfect as a pharaoh... Nitocris, I will reflect on this."

Nitocris made an apologetic sound in a somewhat anxious manner, and the words came out of her mouth quickly.

This wine 棂—-⒋,∴玐⒋■⒉≤℃⒐ˉ→棂％◆⑤ｓOUSｕO: said something too tolerant, I'm afraid it would be difficult to comfort her.

Osmandis naturally had great respect for Nitocris, and he treated Nitocris in that way in order to put her at ease.

“Indeed, as a pharaoh, even if you are not the sun like Osmantheus, as a servant of Horus, you should also have the courage of Horus guarding Ra.

Queen of the sky, let your eyes be like those of the falcon of Russ, and focus on the whole world beneath the sky.

As a punishment, you will take people to help me deliver these construction materials to the mountainous area."

In the time of Nitocris, the pharaoh was called the Servant of Horus, but that Horus was not the Horus son of Osiris and Isis.

Rather, it is the story of Horus of Behedet, the son of Ra, and the battle between Horus and Set before the battle between Osiris and Set.

According to the legend, Horus, as the guardian of the sun god Ra, traveled with Ra on the Nile River, while Set transformed himself into various monsters and transformed himself into a crocodile and a hippopotamus, trying his best to obstruct them.

The final result was naturally that Set was defeated, and Horus, holding a long spear, stood before the great god Ra, and his boat broke through the waves.

In this myth, Horus is not only the son of Ra, but also becomes one with Ra to become Ra-Halahuti, or Horus of the horizon.

The voice line of Nitocris' EX attack is also calling out to Ra-Halahuti.

The two Horus were not merged into one in the later period, and the myth of Horus as the son of Isis is richer.

"Yes. Thank you for your tolerance..."

After hearing these words, Nitocris was able to suppress her chaotic emotions and regain her composure.

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. There's no need to rush. I plan to stay here for two days. I think there should be a place for hospitality in Osmandis's temple, right?"

Manshu was not interested in exploring further here, so he prepared to leave, take a rest first, and then have some fun here tomorrow.

Just think of it as appreciating the charm of a foreign country, even though this is only a part of the land that has been called upon and many things have only been constructed recently.

But there is no doubt that what flows here is indeed the mystery of Egypt and the shining brilliance of the Nile River.

There is no need to leave this place in a hurry. It is not the barren mountains. On the contrary, it is unnecessary to rush back to the mountains.

There is no need to rush to attack the Lion King. In fact, victory is no longer that important to Manshu.

Although he undoubtedly placed this point in the most important position at the beginning, after regaining his false life, he was full of nostalgia for his real life.

But as I walked on and saw more scenery, this false life was enough to cover up the old life.

After all, it was a dull and unpredictable life. The twenty years spent as an ordinary person, even if it was just experiencing a few Holy Grail Wars, such an ordinary life could not be compared with it, not to mention the journey to the singularity.

If we ask Mansu now about his wish, he probably won't be able to answer with certainty that he wants to be reborn, or what kind of rebirth he should get.

"Of course there is a place in the temple for Pharaoh to rest. Pharaoh, please follow me."

Nitocris said quickly, and then she gave a few instructions to the nobles beside her, asking them to move out the building materials and take Manshu back to the Great Temple first.

"There are guards outside the room at all times. If you need anything, just ask them. Egypt today can still meet most of your needs.

Nitocris, I will take my leave now. I will continue to complete my reflection and confirm the materials for building the temple for you."

Nitocris brought Manshu to a room near the main temple. After explaining the layout of the room to Manshu, she left and returned to the warehouse where the materials were stored.

Chapter 12 Celebration

On the second day (2) Mansujiu was in no hurry to leave (4). Instead, he continued to enjoy Osmandis's hospitality and strolled in this oasis in the desert (4).

Anyway, the construction materials are directly handed over to Nitocris, so I don’t have to worry about it at all.

Now he just wanted to relax. After touring this Egyptian territory for a while, Mansu prepared to leave for the mountainous area.

"It has only been a few days, and you are planning to leave Egypt, which is under my rule? Why not stay for a few days to take in this prosperous scene, and then praise my rule."

Seeing Mansu coming to the main temple and explaining his intention to leave, Osmandis said, supporting his head with his hands.

"Although there is no need to rush to save this land, we should not waste too much time either. I still have to prepare for the war later. If I complete it first, I can avoid the Lion King from having to deal with these changes."

Manshu casually made up some legitimate reasons to deal with Osmandis, but of course, in the final analysis, this land was still the territory ruled by Osmandis.

It's okay to have fun here for a few days, but there's no way you can stay here for a long time.

"What a perfunctory excuse... Well, let me ask you another question. Regarding Nitocris, you must not lie to her just because she is too respectful to you.

However, going to the mountainous area of the Mountain People was allowed, but that would allow the Pharaoh's glory to shine on those who were stubborn and did not listen to the king's words and were under his control.

But if you are going to leave, please leave tomorrow. The sun will shine on more distant lands, and I cannot remain silent."

"It's okay to stay here for another two days. Since you are so enthusiastic in hosting me, how can I refuse your invitation?"

Seeing Osmandis say this, Manshu agreed, left the main temple, and returned to his room to rest.

At dusk, when the sun was setting, Nitocris came into the room.

"Pharaoh, Lord Osmandis asked me to inform you to attend the banquet."

Manshu had nothing to wait for, so he got up and followed Nitocris to the top of the Great Temple.

When walking up the steps of the Great Temple, you can see the land below is brightly lit, and with superhuman hearing, you can hear the noise and bustle.

"It looks like it's quite lively down there. It's a nice sight."3

"Yes, Lord Osmandis has ordered that the great Pharaoh's power and kingship be reborn in this former Egyptian territory, and preparations for the Seder Festival should begin.

The celebration begins tonight and will continue for several days to celebrate and demonstrate the power and majesty of the Pharaoh."

Nitocris nodded and looked at the joyful scene below. She was obviously in a very happy mood.

Such a festival was never held when Nitocris was pharaoh. After all, Nitocris' time as pharaoh was quite short, and she was in power for only two years.

However, Osmandis was the complete opposite. As one of the longest-reigning pharaohs in ancient Egypt, he held a total of fourteen Said festivals in his lifetime, and they were quite luxurious.

Generally speaking, the Said Festival is a festival that is held thirty years after the pharaoh takes office. Of course, some pharaohs would hold it in advance. For example, the female pharaoh Hatshepsut held the Said Festival fourteen years in advance.

Of course, the Sayid Festival was mainly held when the Pharaoh deemed it necessary, to celebrate the Pharaoh's successful rule for a certain period of time, and its main purpose was to renew the royal power so that the people would continue to recognize the Pharaoh's ruling status and power.

"I haven't heard of this. Could it be a sudden idea?"

Manshu had indeed seen the excitement and enthusiasm of the people here in the past few days, but he did not think of it as a festival celebration. He just thought it was normal.

"Ah, didn't Lord Osmandis tell you? Lord Osmandis chose to hold the Seder Festival to celebrate your return and announce to all his people that the great Pharaoh has returned to Egypt at the call of God."

Nitocris looked a little surprised, but quickly shook her head.

"Lord Osmandis must have his own reasons for doing this. I am sorry for saying too much. Lord Osmandis is waiting for you on the balcony. Please follow me first."

"Osmandis is still the same troublesome guy who lives completely by his own rules. But if you had said this earlier, I wouldn't have thought of leaving in a hurry. Since there is a festival to celebrate, of course I will stay."

After listening to Nitocris's words, Manshu could guess the reason. Since he had only started preparing on the day he arrived, if he left without saying goodbye because he didn't know what was going on, then all his preparations would be in vain.

Going up the stairs, Osmandis sat alone at a table filled with food on the balcony for viewing the scenery below.

Osmanthus had thrown the Holy Grail onto the table and was using it as a wine cup, which was filled with wine that looked just as good.

"I haven't seen such a lively scene for a long time. Although it's a bit simple, it still reminds me of the first time I celebrated the Sayid Festival."

Osmandis held the wine glass in his hand, tilted his head and looked down, speaking in a tone full of nostalgia.

"At that time, God Amun gave me an eternal year, wished me to repeat the 30-year festival, and wished me to recover my vitality like the moon. In a blink of an eye, God Amun's blessings became reality. The only regret is that my vitality did not recover like the moon, but still inevitably decayed.

As the shining sun, as the greatest and most powerful pharaoh, my body on earth was too fragile, which led me to be tempted by the poisoned cup and almost make a mistake. "

"No, let's not talk about it. Tonight is a nice night, the wind is comfortable, and the sky is beautiful. It is undoubtedly a pleasant moment. Let me and you celebrate this grand festival together."

Osmandis quickly recovered from his memories, raised the wine glass in his hand and said to Manshu.

"It was indeed a joyful night. Both the sky and the earth were equally vast, and the glorious temple dominated the earth so that even those who were not pharaohs could understand how the glory of the pharaoh existed as a world.

What a wonderful weather and time, a grand festival is held here. I guess the great Amon Ra must have given his beloved child life and kingship.

Manshu rarely saw such a scene, so he just said whatever he thought of.

As he spoke, he walked to the table, picked up the wine glass, and scooped out the wine from the Holy Grail.

"It was the first time I had seen such a joyous scene, a festival in a chaotic land, and it really made me witness the governance and glory of Pharaoh Osmandis."

The wine in the glass was also quite delicious, and it was totally different from anything he had tasted before.

Since I have benefited from the gift of others, it is not too much to say a few good words.

What's more, the lively scene below is also prepared for myself. Although it is also for these people, the reason is to celebrate for myself, so I should accept this friendship.

"Hahaha! Of course. It's better to say that there are very few people like you who can only now appreciate my glory and my kingship.

If we were not both Pharaohs, such a sin of disrespect for the Pharaoh's majesty would have been reduced to ashes under my solar boat."

Osmandis put the wine glass in his hand on the table and laughed heartily.

"Although Egypt, which I summoned, is no longer as prosperous as it was when I ruled it, it is still enough for celebration. How many days do you plan to stay here? Although it is impossible to last for 67 days, Egypt's current national strength is enough to last for more than ten days."

The duration of the Sayid Festival was also not fixed. It can be said that most of the details of this festival were decided by the pharaoh himself. According to records, the 18th Dynasty Pharaoh Amenhotep III held it for sixty-seven days.

"I will stay here for seven days. Even if I enjoy myself, I need to be moderate. And I need to borrow some people from you to go to the mountainous area for me to convey some words to the mountain people. ㈧舞←≠妻∧〉戮×≤⒍*『⑶∞￣俬>∈4ˇ⑵招秫群：."

"You don't need to discuss such trivial matters with me. As the Pharaoh of Egypt and the ruler of the world, you can control the people who are bathed in our glory."

Seven days is not too short a time, and Osmandis was quite satisfied with the answer. As for what Mansu asked, he just waved his hand nonchalantly.

"If you are still worried about such a small matter, you can ask Nitocris. There is no need to tell me."

Then there was some small talk and about what to do during the next Said Festival.

"Pharaoh, the altar has been built. When will the purifying flame be lit?"

"I know."

Receiving the message from the servant beside him, Osmandis stood up from his seat and walked to the edge of the balcony.

"People of Egypt, whom I rule! Look up at the sky, prostrate yourself on the ground, and gaze at the glory of the sun! Hahahaha..."

Osmanthus looked down from the edge of the balcony and, with his arms outstretched, his sun boat sailed across the sky.

The sun boat appeared in the sky like the rising sun, dropping the scorching and raging fire downwards.

Different from the boundless and aimless destruction, this time the sun's fire will fall on the temple and the altar in the temple.

The celebrating people on earth knelt on the ground, praising Pharaoh and God loudly.

"This time, time is limited. We cannot spend five days to complete the purification ceremony. We can only use the light of the remaining sun and the glory of God to purify the courtyard and sanctuary of the celebration."

After lighting the purifying flame, Osmandis retracted his solar boat and turned to explain to Mansu.