Aztec Eternals

The spring breeze blows the curtains, but the fragrance of the big tent still exists. The snake priestess Miyawa came and left quietly, but left a testimony of surrender on the leather blanket in the tent.

Shulot stood silently, staring at the wet marks on the leather blanket, his chest seemed to be burning with flames. His whole body was hot and dry, only his eyes were clear and bright.

"Patriarch, the snake priestesses of Totonak have always been famous for their joy and cunning. Miyawa's origin is unknown, and his intentions are unpredictable... If you really want to get it in the account, you have to ask the priestesses of the temple to do it with holy water Teach it well! For the sake of the family's pure blood, it's best to take care of it for four months. If you don't show your feelings, you can touch it..."

The head of the guard, Eckart, lowered his head, carefully stepped forward to warn him. For the snake priestess who came tonight, he has always been vigilant, and his hand is always on the copper ax at his waist, and he will not leave it for a moment. In his heart, no matter what kind of surrender the other party shows, only after undergoing the brainwashing of holy water can people truly feel at ease!

"Well, I know. The fragrance on Miyawa's body already has an aphrodisiac effect. Her attitude of surrender and profligacy is nothing but a falsehood, a half-truth."

"The superficial admiration and submission, charm and seduction of the snake priestesses are just means of manipulating people's hearts. They are good at arousing men's possessiveness and lust, so as to find opportunities... However, under the current situation, The surrender of the Jinwan tribes should be true. I can wait for three days!"

Xiulot's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke calmly, unusually calm. Hearing such an answer, the head of the guard Eckart showed admiration. He took a step back, stood respectfully, and said nothing more.

The bonfire in the big tent was shining, and there were ripples of flames. The young king stood where he was, took a deep breath, and once again controlled his body's instinctive desires. Afterwards, he stared at the leaping bonfire in front of him, and chanted in a low voice.

"Gods witness! All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such..."

"Everything in the world is the superposition of quantum field states. The desires of ordinary people are just a kind of discrete electric field fluctuations. As a king, I must be able to control desires. The mistake of being assassinated must not be made twice... .”

Shulot returned to the top and sat cross-legged. However, the changes in his body made the sitting position somewhat uncomfortable. He simply lay flat in the tent, closed his eyes and thought.

"Next, the disposal of Jinwan City... Politically, it should be included as much as possible under the direct administration, culturally, it should introduce Mexicanized customs and festivals, religiously, it should spread the belief of the main god, and economically, it should rebuild the trade routes of things. As for The most important thing is the military, you need to grant lands, and promote a group of kingdom and local warrior nobles as the foundation of the rule..."

Looking at His Highness lying down, the chief guard lowered his head and thought for a while. After a while, he quietly came outside the tent and gave some instructions. Soon, a wild and pretty girl, with bare feet and silver foot bells, stepped into the tent lightly and came to Shulot's side.

"Jingle Bell..."

"Um?"

Hearing the ringing of the bell, Shulot raised his head with surprise on his face. Although he hadn't seen her in four years, he recognized the girl in front of him with just one glance.

The girl has a generous appearance, wearing an obsidian necklace and a bright short robe. She has delicate eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose, a tall and straight figure, and she moves as nimbly as a leopard. Compared with four years ago, the difference is that her face has a more bookish look, and her figure is fully grown. At this moment, the girl looked at His Highness, her lips pursed stubbornly, her eyes were full of uncontrollable joy, and hidden admiration that she couldn't even detect.

"Chief Kolima, Yin Maer's daughter, warrior Yin Lian?"

"Your Majesty, I am the warrior Yin Lian. But I am also the guard of your tent, the clerk who writes."

Clerk Yin Lian raised her head and corrected stubbornly. Seeing this deja vu scene, the corners of Xiulot's mouth curled up, and he nodded with a smile.

"Okay! My clerk Yin Lian. In the past few years, what have you learned at Shinway University in the capital?"

"Your Majesty, I have learned the inherited characters and poems, and learned the sacred scriptures of the main nerve. I have learned the important astronomy and geography, the politics and war of the kingdom... And, you wrote it yourself, and left it at Shinway University. Reveal the mystery!..."