Petting a Cat?

After dinner, in the Pharaoh's study, where she reviewed documents.

Though it was called a study, it was actually a magnificent hall as well.

Ye Ting and Nitocris were there. According to the original plan, Ye Ting's next task was to teach Nitocris the basic theory of magic, making it easier for her to learn.

However, looking at Nitocris sitting obediently before him like a child attending a lesson, Ye Ting did not immediately begin teaching. Instead, he asked a question.

"Tell me, do you remember ever worshipping a particularly strange-looking god?"

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Ting felt someone kick his shin.

"A strange god?" Nitocris thought for a moment but got nowhere. "As the Pharaoh of Egypt, I have worshipped many gods throughout Egypt. I truly cannot think of which deity you mean."

"Is that so?" Ye Ting shrugged. "The god I'm talking about has extremely distinctive features. Once I describe him, you'll definitely know who he is."

"Oh? Let's hear it." Nitocris's eyes lit up.

"That deity looked like someone draped in a white cloth, with only a pair of eyes and two legs showing."

"Isn't that Lord Medjed, one of Osiris's subordinates?" Nitocris smiled. "Of course I remember. A god like that really is... strange?"

"Haha, you think this little guy looks strange too, don't you? So it isn't just my opinion. Now that you've heard what the believer you protect thinks, you have nothing to say, right?"

As Ye Ting spoke, he turned to look at the ground behind him.

Yet there was nothing there.

Just as Nitocris wondered whom he was talking to, a white figure suddenly emerged from the ground.

"Me! Me! Jjed!"

The half-human-height god Medjed's eyes had turned furious as he chattered nonstop at Nitocris.

However, with eyes that looked