"Nesa Hualcoyotl?"
Upon hearing this name, Wuwuyi was like a wild beast being cornered, baring his lips and barking. She knew that this was Aztlan's leader after the Sun King and one of the most powerful magicians in Aztlan. If it falls into his hands, it will already be a disaster. She wanted to rush forward and fight Nezahualcoyotel, but her body was held down by the soldiers and she could not move.
"The sound is quite cute."
Nessa Hualcoyotel looked at Wuwuyi's reaction with a smile.
"But did you forget to answer my question?"
Wuwuyi suddenly screamed - a soldier hit her hard with the wooden stick in the middle of Maquawit.
"Answer Tratoani's question quickly!" The soldier showed Wuwuyi the sharp obsidian blades on both sides of Maquawit. "Next time, it won't be just a stick!"
Nessa Hualcoyotel shook his head: "Don't be so rude, maybe she just doesn't know where to start. Then let me ask the question - first question, where are you from?"
Wuwuyi pursed her lips and was determined not to answer. When the soldier saw this, he was about to fight, but Nezahualcyotel stopped him with his eyes.
"It doesn't matter if you don't answer the question," Nezahualcyotel said. "I can try to guess."
But they saw him stand up slowly, walked around Wuwuyi, and finally pulled out the crowbar that poked out of her package. He tried to bend the crowbar, but found that it couldn't be done; he then used it to collide with the maquavit in the soldier's hand, and as a result, a gap appeared in the obsidian blade on the maquavit.
Nezavarcoyotl laughed as if he had seen everything.
"A very unfamiliar material that the entire Aztlan has never had. But it is also very familiar. Not long ago, a magician performed for me with this thing. And then add horses, and the answer to the first question is almost there. It’s certain—only the envoy of God and the invaders from the north have these things. I remember the followers around the envoy of God, and you are not among them. So, you were sent by the invaders from the north.”
After handing the crowbar to his attendant to take it down, Nezahualcyotel squatted in front of Wuwuyi again.
"Then the second question - what is the connection between the divine envoys and the invaders from the north?"
Wuwuyi shook his head subconsciously. She was not clear about this question. Dast only said that there was some connection between the divine envoy and Hestein, but did not mention the specific relationship.
Seeing this, the soldier prepared to fight again, but Nezahualcoyotl stretched out his hand to stop Makwat.
"I've always been magnanimous. Since you don't want to answer, then I'll try to guess again." Nesa Hualcoyotel looked at Wuwuyi with a smile, "First of all, the reason why the God's envoy is here is completely because of me. Hostage, thus ruling out the possibility of pre-ventilation between the intruder and the divine envoy; secondly, I have been staying here and have not seen the divine envoy sending out envoys, and your magic belongs to the tribe near Yaquan, which is extremely far away from here, even if The God's envoy sent a messenger, and it is impossible to run back and forth from Yaquan in such a short period of time, so you came here by mistake. You didn't know that the God's envoy was here before you arrived; thirdly, the north The intruder still doesn’t know the whereabouts of the God’s envoy—because you have been captured by me.”
Wuwuyi listened blankly as Nezavarcoyotel analyzed all this. She obviously didn't reveal anything, but Nezabarcoyotl had already sorted out the situation.
"Search carefully." Nesa Hualcoyotel said with a crooked smile, "There might be some letters on her body."
Amid Uwuyi's screams, the Aztlan soldiers roughly searched Uwuyi's body all over. But they found no letters - Hestein couldn't read.
Nesa Hualcoyotel shook his head displeasedly: "That's all, even if there is any connection between the divine envoy Tessosomoc brought back and the invaders from the north, it won't be of much use without communication. Effect."
As he spoke, he glanced at Wuwuyi with sharp eyes:
"Then the third question - since you are not here for the envoys of God, then what on earth did they send you here for?"
Seeing that Wuwuyi remained silent, Nesa Hualcoyotel showed a trace of impatience on his face. He took the maquawit from the hands of the Aztlan soldiers and pressed it against Wuwuyi's neck artery: "This is the third time you have ignored my question. It's not like there are no people who ignore my question. It’s just that there’s never been a living person in there.”
During the stalemate, a voice suddenly came from the distance: "Tratoani! We caught the man on the horse!"
Wuwuyi turned his head when he heard the sound and saw several Aztlan soldiers dragging Gan towards this side with ropes. The horse carrying Gan had been hit by a spear thrown by the Aztlan and fell in a pool of blood.
The Aztlan soldiers walked up to Nezahualcoyotel and presented Gan's two daggers to Nezahualcoyotel. Seeing the shiny metal material, Nesa Hualcoyotel's face was filled with joy. He threw away the Maquawit that was leaning against Wuwuyi's neck and took the dagger.
"Nice treasure." He asked while playing with the iron dagger, "Did you find anything else?
The soldiers nodded and handed several rolls of parchment to Nezahualcyotel's hands. As the parchment unfolded, a hydrological map that was being drawn suddenly appeared in front of Nezahualcoyotel, with dense main streams and tributaries, the width and depth of different river channels, mountains and depressions near the river, and nearby The tribal settlements in Shuiyuan and all kinds of information can be seen at a glance on this map.
While marveling at the exquisiteness of the map, Nezahualcyotel couldn't help but wonder: "Strange thing, why are these people so interested in water flow?" "
Gan was in a coma and unable to cross-examine, so Nezavarcoyotel had no choice but to turn his gaze back to Wuwuyi: "What is your purpose in drawing this map?"
"Of course it's to defeat you." Wuwuyi laughed hard, "You Aztlan are in danger!"
"Is this really good?" Nezahualcoyotel lifted Wuwuyi's chin with his index finger, "You should know how we Aztlans treat slaves, right? Do you want to be skinned alive?" skin, or do you want to have your heart ripped out?"
Seeing the fearful expression on Wuwuyi's childish face, Nessa Hualcoyotel smiled proudly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer this question. I'll give you another chance - the last question, where are these invaders stationed now?"
Seeing that Wuwuyi still didn't speak, Nezahualcyotel shook his head regretfully.
"Then I'll have to guess again. It's here - right?"
His finger pointed to a point on the map. There, the river that should have continued all the way to the sea was cut off halfway. In contrast to the level of detail of all the other rivers, this spot is more like a starting point for a drawing than a mistake.
(End of chapter)
