Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Click…click.

The bullets continued to be loaded.

"So, you can't guarantee the master's safety, but you still deceive the master into making a deal with you."

"I gave it to the dragon! I gave it to the dragon! I gave it to the dragon!" The black cat meowed angrily, "This is not cheating!"

"Really... Then, where is the dragon?"

Choked.

"So annoying, so annoying, so annoying! You snake is so annoying!" The black cat bit his nails, looking unhappy: "Sen Yuesha is a planeswalker, do you really understand what a planeswalker is?"

"As her attendant, do you know what is standing behind Mori Yuesha?"

"She used me for protection?!"

"This is an attitude, ma'am." Nagini nodded solemnly, her upturned eyeliner making her look even sharper. "Perhaps you have been a god for too long and have forgotten what respect is."

The cat who didn't respect people didn't want to pay any attention to the little snake that spit out venom. She thought that only Mori Yuesha was like this, but she found that all her servants were sick.

"The robber's logic, the money-making maniac, the goblin" and "I'll kill you in three sentences, the basilisk".

Mori Yuesha is still better... At least I can let myself bite a few bites occasionally... And be scolded by myself a few times...

The girl bent her head and read the scriptures line by line with great concentration. Suddenly she saw Bastet walking towards her with her head drooped - her tail was drooping and her ears had turned into small wings.

"Bast?"

The black cat raised its head with tears in its eyes.

"Hold it, Nagini is so cute when she's talking back at you, I can't stop her." Mori Yuesha pointed to her ears: "Her voice is both hoarse and sexy, what do you think?"

——I think you are all very sick.

Nagini put away her gun and bowed to Mori Yuesha to express her gratitude.

"You're welcome. I'm telling you the truth. The sound is very nice."

In short, in the eyes of Mori Yuesha and her servants, this outsider cat has no divine status at all - even worse than an ordinary cat...

"Let's get started... I kind of miss the days when I couldn't hear anything during my long sleep..."

The thick metal pages were turned back to the first page.

"I want to see more..." Mori Yuesha pointed at the hieroglyphs word by word: "Well, let's start."

Coughing her throat, the girl chewed the strange words between her lips and teeth in a crisp voice, and then gently exhaled into the air:

"Amun Ra (sun)...Amun Dei (taiyin)..."

Just as Mori Yuesha finished reading, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the quiet tomb!

Solemn buzzing chants began to ring in Mori Yuesha's ears one after another: like a monk who had lost his way and saw others on the same path; as he kept moving forward, more and more companions would join in this long scripture about death and resurrection.

Ahead is the Dead Sea, the River of Styx where souls suffer; behind is the light mist, the holy road we came from.

"When it rises... I see you..."

There were more and more monks. Mori Yuesha could almost catch a glimpse of them standing beside her, with their hands clasped together and their heads bowed, chanting.

"In the river of death, you return to the human world."

"Wake up."

"wake up!"

Chapter 50 The Resurrection of the Demon

After the resurrection spell was finished, Mr. Mummy seemed even calmer than Bastet.

It moved its jaw, snapped its dislocated jaw back into place, pushed open the coffin and walked out, staring at Bastet and Mori Yuesha with its empty eye sockets.

Then, he slowly lowered his head and bent down.

Press your heart with one hand, half-kneel, and salute.

Nagini raised her pistol nervously, ready to transform immediately if she couldn't repel the opponent; but this guy with perfect bones who had slept for three thousand years was quite perceptive.

It was saluting towards Mori Yuesha.

"Priest! Look who I am?!" Bastet exploded into a ball of sea urchin, fiercely jumped onto the box, and leveled her eyes with the half-kneeling mummy, furiously: "Look at me! You're kneeling to the wrong person!"

The mummy lowered its head and stretched out its palms.

A few strands of yellow sand gathered and swirled inward in the dry palm, and then, a line of sand words appeared in the air: Mori Yuesha understood ancient Egyptian, and it was communicating with them.

"Hello, Master."

The word "Sand" was floating, as if waiting for Mori Yuesha to finish reading it.

"Hello, little handsome boy." Mori Yuesha took a few steps forward, and in the face of Nagini's nervous expression, she stretched out her little hand and touched the top of its head: "Oh, it's a little...dry."

Grinding hands.

"My name is Imhotep, thank you for bringing me back to life."

"Imhotep...Imorton?" Mori Yuesha waved her hand, as if to say 'don't worry', took two steps back, and jumped onto the box.

The mummy was still half-kneeling in front of her.

"You may have questions for me..."

Grit transformation.

"But please allow me to complete the curse first so that I can communicate with you in a better posture."

"Can you give me your permission, Master?"

This line of text no longer changed or disappeared, but seemed to be waiting for Mori Yuesha's reply. It remained still in mid-air, constantly loosening and solidifying.

"Complete the curse?"

"Sinners have opened boxes that should not be opened, and have touched my treasures, my holy urns. They need to offer their bodies, their eyes and tongues, their flesh and blood to me..."

"Oh... pretty cool." The girl swung her feet and tilted her head towards Nagini: "Then will you become handsome?"

"Of course, Master. You just need to wait a moment."

"No hurry, no hurry. You can change your clothes or something. Forget about those American clothes, they are too ugly. There is a woman named O'Connor and Evelyn outside, and..." Mori Yuesha thought for a moment: "What's her name?"

Nagini reminded quietly: "Jonathan."

"Ah Jonathan, yes."

"Don't kill them."

"As you wish."

Seeing the corpse and the human communicating happily, Bastet stood on the coffin unwillingly and seduced the mummy: "Hey... look at me, hey! Look at me, do I look like... a god?"

"You look like a piece of coal to me."

Mori Yuesha hugged Bastet's head and waved, asking Imhotun to deal with his own affairs and come back soon. The mummy nodded, and exploded into a ball of yellow sand in the sight of several people, spinning and rushing out of the tomb!

"Mori Yuesha!" The black cat looked at the receding yellow sand in disbelief: "He actually ignored me!"

"I don't think he likes you." The girl bit her nails with her teeth, and was pulled down by Nagini beside her. "You should tell me about his past and what happened."

Seeing that her index finger was tightly grasped by Nagini, the girl had no choice but to open her mouth and bite Nagini's finger between her teeth and gently rub it.

This time it was not blocked anymore.

And it's cool too.

"He..." The black cat found a clean place (the small blanket laid by Nagini) and told the story of Imhotep with a complicated expression.

……

A woman from a humble family, a gifted fighter.

A man from a noble family, a gifted psychic.

For the sake of her mother and brother, the lowly woman endured countless cruel training and competitions, and finally climbed to a position where people bowed to her - Pharaoh's concubine and personal guard: with this dual identity, no one dared to despise or tease her mother and brother anymore.

And after years of hard work, the man of noble birth became the first priest under the Pharaoh: tall, handsome, knowledgeable, and with profound magical powers.

This is where the fates intersect.

They are in love.

They found someone to keep each other warm in the cold palace.

Later, the two people who were having an affair behind Pharaoh's back found it increasingly difficult to control themselves, and finally one day, Pharaoh accidentally discovered what was going on.

The man and the woman killed the Pharaoh.

Having said this, Kuroneko glanced at Mori Yuesa and found that the girl did not show the expression she wanted, so she had to keep a straight face and continue speaking.

——The woman knows how serious this matter is.

Before the guards arrived, she persuaded the man to leave, and then stood in front of the pharaoh's body - she calmly stated her crimes to the guards, raised the dagger, and ended her life.

'My body already belongs to someone else!'

——The man was not far away, and was forcibly pulled away from the palace by his monks.

Later, he kept hiding, leaving and reappearing, and sneaking into Thebes over and over again, just to retrieve his lover's organs and body.

Hamunaptra, thousands of years ago, was not known as the City of the Dead.

There he held a ceremony, and with the power of the Black Book of the Dead, he recited a powerful spell in an attempt to call back his lover's soul from the River Styx.

result…

Pharaoh's guards broke in at a critical moment, interrupted the ceremony, and arrested him.

Cut the tongue, dig out the eyes, peel the skin, and be bitten by insects.

For three thousand years, his soul had been wailing in the deepest part of the River Styx, constantly calling out for the woman he loved most in his life.

"Anck Su Namun." Bastet said her name very softly.

"Ansuna, you can also call her An." A mellow bass voice came from the corridor.

Imhotep approached with his muscular upper body bare - bald head, deep eyes, high nose. The sharp eyes and dull skin made the man look fierce. This high priest from three thousand years ago took only a few minutes to restore his former appearance.

Nagini had to admit that Mori Yuesa's guess was very accurate.

Quite handsome.

The priest stood with his head held high, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, but when he bowed his head to Mori Yuesha, one could reveal an indescribable and touching sense of piety from his calm expression.

A contradictory and complex monster that has been soaked in death for three thousand years.

Imhotep strode forward, and under the aim of Nagini's gun, he knelt on one knee, touched his chest, and saluted respectfully again.

"All is well, Master."

"Thank you again for reviving me."

"I was once the chief high priest of Seti, a god-walker on earth; a saint in charge of the Black Book of the Dead and the Golden Book of the Sun, and the first engraver of the holy laws of ancient Egypt."

The man raised his head and glanced indifferently at the black cat that had been blown into a sea urchin:

"Now, I am just a dead person who is despised by the gods."

"The demon who is waiting for revenge after resurrection."

Mori Yuesha clapped her hands and raised them high with joy!

"I knew you didn't like this black bald guy!"

"Nagini! I won! Give me a small gold coin!"

Bastet: When did you make the bet?!

Chapter 51 Sinner