Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

She would not allow her little sister to be targeted by those bearded British guys.

What's more, he might be a local.

How old is Mori Yuesha?

This group of men.

"Give it back to him. Whoever he is, his purpose is obvious."

Jonathan scratched his head. "What do you mean by obvious——"

The man's eyes passed over Mori Yuesha's bust, walked through the huge ups and downs, and stopped at the girl's young and beautiful face for a moment before he suddenly realized: "Hey, that's right, I suddenly realized..."

"If I treat you as a woman...I really-"

“Jonathan.” Evelyn glared at her brother coldly, “You don’t want me to help you book a boat ticket home now, do you?”

Jonathan pinched the corner of his mouth and pulled it to the right apologetically.

In Mori Yuesha's opinion, Evelin, who always claimed to be her 'sister', really regarded herself as her sister and tried to protect her like an old hen.

It looks kind of cute.

"Don't worry, Eve." Mori Yuesha held up her face: "Ms. Taiya gave it to me."

"So it's Taiya, then there's no—"

"Taya?!"

Jonathan was horrified, and subconsciously shrank his neck. He leaned down on the coffin lid, looked around for a long time, and lowered his voice to a very low level: "You are crazy! How dare you take the things of that cursed woman!"

Cursed?

Evelin rolled her eyes: “Recent little rumors, you know, my brother likes those weird things.”

"Shh...! Keep your voice down! Didn't you hear? Ever since that woman committed suicide, something happened to her husband too!"

"His eyeballs, two of them... Hey! Don't pull my sleeve, Evelyn. I know the forest is still small. Okay, okay, his... the place where he 'sees things', is this okay? The place where he sees things was pulled out like this... like this, and it was coated with a layer of gold."

Jonathan spoke in shock, pointing his forked fingers at his eyes, then pointed at the coffin lid: "It has been placed on the table like this, and every day until now, Ms. Taiya's husband, the wealthy Mr. Sheikh, has had an extra nail in his body every day, every day!"

"The police have applied for special protection for him, but what's the use? Every day, there's one more!"

"They say it's the curse of the sun god. Because he dared to step on the carpet woven with the sun god."

Mori Yuesha looked at Evelyn, and Evelyn looked at Mori Yuesha.

——Do pickpockets believe this too?

——My brother believes in too many things.

Of course Mori Yuesha knew what was going on. According to Arrietty, the little goblin she arranged was once a good hunter. It was easy for him to hide in Sheikh's hair or clothes and drive a nail into him every day.

She called it 'the punishment of the fairy'.

"What about me?" Mori Yuesha asked angrily, "I was the one who asked you to go, wasn't I?"

'Why didn't you mention my name? You evil devil!'

Finally, as the rumor spread, the two patients, one big and one small, decided to rename the action: Ah! The Punishment Nail of Ra, the Sun God!

It's called 'Ah-Pull-Nail-Operation.'

Well... as long as they are both happy.

"Eve." Mori Yuesha picked up the octagonal box and rolled it twice on her palm.

"Ok?"

"Let's go find Hamunatta."

Chapter 12 Prisoners

About the legendary city of the dead...

Evelyn wants the history from three thousand years ago and those precious documents.

Jonathan wanted mountains of gold and rivers of jewels.

Not to mention Mori Yuesha... Dragon.

But how to get there and where to get there still requires some effort. Whether the location marked on the leather map in the box is correct or not is not the issue for the moment - a quick comparison with the current map will reveal that the entire area is a desert.

There will definitely be no pyramids.

"So this is where we are?"

Evelyn asked quietly, holding Mori Yuesha's hand. It was just past noon, and the two girls followed Jonathan, walking and stopping, and a smell of feces mixed with thick vegetable soup wafted over.

Passing through the crude wooden door, there is a toilet in front of you. On the soft ground that raises dust when kicked by the toes of your shoes, groups of prison guards are strolling around with guns in hand, and prisoners are gathered around a simple stove in groups of three or four.

The smell of the thick vegetable soup came from the huge marching pot on the stove.

This is the largest prison in Cairo. The warden, Gad Hassan, who charged Jonathan thirty pounds, was happy to show him and his two sisters around.

——Even dogs will fight each other for a tree that has been urinated on, let alone the British who come to "spread the Lord".

"We shouldn't have come here at lunch."

The girl, who felt her stomach start to growl, shook Evelin’s hand. Her innocent look made the surrounding prison guards burst into low laughter. “You should eat some steak first.”

Evelin stroked Mori Yuesha's fluffy hair, turned her head and glared at the prison guard, then looked at the warden who was leading the way in front with a haughty manner, and poked her brother's waist with her index finger.

"Jonathan, this place is so...we shouldn't have brought Little Forest here."

"Oh, didn't you see the time he almost disabled me?" Jonathan rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to fall for Mori Yuesha's words: "My arm, here, was almost twisted into a propeller. If she had pushed harder, I could have joined the Royal Air Force as a pilot without taking an exam."

Evelin knew about this a long time ago: “Who told you to be so rude.”

"Me? No, of course it's her fault." Jonathan took off his hat and tucked it under his arm, while adjusting his tie with one hand, and accidentally told the truth: "Who told her to wear such big jewel earrings?"

What gemstone earrings?

"Oh! No..." Evelyn kicked Jonathan's calf with the tip of her shoe in annoyance: "...Damn it! You actually stole Little Forest's head? Didn't you tell me it was just a small dispute?!"

"I had no idea you wanted to steal her gem?!"

"There are so many things you don't know, dear." Jonathan said casually, his eyes rolling around and looking around: "You know, I lie to everyone."

Evelin hugged Mori Yuesha and looked at a heartless man, “But I’m your sister!”

“So you’re easier to deceive.”

Mori Yuesa covered her mouth and smiled as she followed the bickering brother and sister until a row of brass iron nets made of iron cages appeared in front of the group.

——This is where serious criminals are held, and they are different from the minor criminals who were just being supervised. The guys held here may not have committed serious crimes, but they will definitely be punished according to the serious crimes.

"So, what does 'not necessarily' mean?" Evelyn approached Jonathan quietly. "You didn't find a murderer?"

The warden seemed to have heard it. His big brown head wrapped in a turban suddenly turned around and said, "It's not necessarily true, miss. This is Cairo. There are many people who can decide whether you have committed a crime or not."

Evelyn raised her eyebrows. “Your definition of crime is really novel.”

"Of course." The warden patted the railing. His brown skin made his big nose look even bigger. Then he smiled sarcastically and said, "You, the Sun Never Sets, have a more novel definition of 'help'."

Evelyn's eyes widened: "My mother is Egyptian!"

The warden shook the key at his waist, greeted the jailer in the local language, and turned back: "Very good, then... welcome home?"

Evelin was speechless for a moment, and could only hold Mori Yuesha's hand angrily.

There were chaotic shouting, prisoners with big lumps on their necks, strange rags, and miserable looking guys - as they walked around Sen Yuesha, they all cast some kind of obscure malicious glances at her: this made Evelyn raise her chin high like an old mother, and she put her hands around and hugged Sen Yuesha into her arms.

Jonathan was helpless: "Come on, she can beat both of us with one hand."

"That's because you're so incompetent."

Jonathan turned his hat and sent away the warden who had something urgent to do. When he came back, he saw Mori Yuesha acting cute and adorable towards Evelyn - he had seen this kitten kick half of the wall to pieces.

boom!

The iron door behind the railing was smashed, and two prison guards pressed a disheveled man, pushing and shoving him, half throwing and half dragging him into the cage. The man's golden hair was messy and half scattered on his shoulders. He had a square face and a layer of green beard on his chin. He was forced to kneel in front of the three people with a cynical look on his face by the prison guards.

"it's him?"

Jonathan lowered his voice and signaled with his eyes: "I spent a lot of money to find out that he was the one who 'sold' the box."

Evelyn leaned over: "You mean 'sell'?"

"Whatever, why don't you ask him?" Jonathan shrugged and took two steps back in disgust. The smell here made him feel very uncomfortable. "You two should go back and smell it well."

The man kneeling in the cage had disheveled hair and stared at them with his forehead pressed against the bars.

"Who is this woman?" The voice was deep and rich: "Oh...why is there a kid?"

“Sorry?” Evelin frowned and pulled Mori Yuesha who was about to approach: “We, we found your…magic box…”

"Magic little box?"

"Of course, we would like to ask you some questions."

The man glanced at Mori Yuesha who was staring at him curiously, then looked at Evelin, laughing and shaking his head.

"wrong."

"wrong?"

"No." He pointed at Evelyn. "You want to ask me where Hamunatta is."

“You—” Evelyn took off her sun hat and used it to block the side, took two steps forward, and whispered, “How do you know that the box is related to Hamunatta?”

The man grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Because that's where I found it."

"Have you really been there?"

"Of course, Seti's territory, the city of the dead..."

"Can you take us there?"

Mori Yuesha was called back to Jonathan's side early on. From a distance, she saw Evelin whispering with the good-looking prisoner. The two of them were getting closer and closer...

Then, Evelyn was kissed.

"Your sister was kissed."

"I know." Jonathan put on his hat and straightened his suit. "It's better than her facing those mummies that have been dead for thousands of years every day. It's time for her to get in touch with men."

"You really are my brother." Mori Yuesha pouted: "Why did you ask me to come over? I want to listen."

Looking at Mori Yuesha kicking the ground with the tip of her shoe, Jonathan snorted in an extremely rude manner. This girl who sometimes acted like a cat and occasionally waved her paws to be cute... was definitely not as harmless as she looked.

Jonathan just knew it, just knew it.

His 'great' career gave him the ability to judge people that ordinary people could not achieve, and this young girl who could easily make most men infatuated, from the first time he saw her, when she looked at him with a smile, the chill ran down Jonathan's scalp and spread all over his body.

Evelyn said that she could see innocence and simplicity in Mori Yuesha's eyes.

Jonathan did not deny it, but often innocence and simplicity also represent indifference and cruelty.

——What kind of family did this girl come from?

She was like a child looking down from a high place, carefully observing an ant nest. In a sense, the lunatics locked up in the black hospital were also like that.

"I just want you to stay away." Jonathan sighed. He had no way to deal with this girl. His sister was almost conjoined with her. "Who knows what that guy with stinky feet will do to you."

Mori Yuesha smiled and shook her head, throwing a yellow bullet that she had picked up from somewhere in her hand: "Do you think he dares?"

"Dear Miss Hercules, I'm just afraid he would dare." Jonathan gestured at his neck with his hand: "And then you twisted his head off in front of everyone?"

"Jonathan!" Mori Yuesha drooped her lips in frustration, and waved her little fist that was clenched with bullets a few times: "Is this how I look to you?"

"I'm not crazy!"

"To be honest, it's hard for me to be sure."

Chapter 13 Before departure