At the top of the moon, the sea breeze carries a distant scent. When night falls, nocturnal animals in the jungle begin to explore and hunt. hungry
A young short-tailed cat quietly followed the faint fishy smell in the wind to the edge of the jungle. It hesitated for a long time, because there were many bonfires in front of it that frightened it, and many Twolegs walking around. But in the end, it continued to move forward, following the fishy aroma, and came to a tent without fire. It quietly walked to the camp tent, and was frightened by the low roar again. It jumped up and retreated on the spot.
There were intermittent growls in the tent, and there were also faint cries and calls, like a jaguar biting a deer. The short-tailed cat listened in confusion for a moment, then quietly stepped forward again. It opened the bottom seam of the tent, peeked out, and then lay motionless again, lurking silently. It saw a strong "big cat" that kept biting and biting the "little deer" and even pinned the deer under him. The "little deer" kept struggling, letting out pitiful whimpers, resisting and trying to escape, but it was always caught by its long legs, and it was dragged back after escaping for a while.
"Meow meow?…"
The short-tailed cat blinked and sniffed its small nose again. It smelled a strong fishy smell, which seemed to come from the two beasts in front of it. But it cannot catch such a huge, dangerous and fiercely fighting beast. Then, it turned its nose and quickly found two other sources of the fishy smell, an empty pottery bowl and a ball of wet cotton.
"Kaka..."
The young short-tailed cat made a longing sound, then immediately shut up. It waited patiently, listening to the sounds in the camp becoming increasingly urgent, until after a "tiger roar" that frightened the cat, the two fighting beasts were finally exhausted and fell over each other, leaving only rapid breathing.
"Kaka..."
Bobcats make short hunting sounds. It seized the opportunity, jumped to the pottery bowl containing fish oil with a "swish", and took a sip with a "ding-dong" sound, without success. Its fangs hurt, it jumped nervously again, and bit the ball of cotton in one bite. Then, it rushed out of the tent without looking back, leaving only a low and threatening roar from its abdominal cavity...
"Woo! This is mine, don't take it away!..."
"Well?!"
Shulot was shocked and sat up suddenly, revealing his strong upper body muscles. He looked with sharp eyes, then looked stunned and asked with some uncertainty.
"That was... a cat just now?"
"Huhu, yes... Your Highness, it is a short-tailed cat. Huhu... It is very common in the Totonak jungle..."
Miava lay weakly on the straw mat, her chest heaving violently. From her ankles to her neck, she was glowing as pale red as petals. The warmth of spring made her covered in sweat, like a water snake fished out of the water. It was wet, soft and boneless, but also had a fragrance that made her heart itch. hungry
"...She is so beautiful..."
Shulot looked at it for a while, and his eyes changed again. Seeing the king's reddish and dangerous eyes, Miava's heart trembled, and she hugged the man's hand as if begging for mercy.
"Huhu... Your Highness, in the Totonac mythology, the bobcat is the messenger of the wind god. Meeting it is a good sign!"
"good omen…"
Shulot pondered for a moment, remembering the purpose of his visit today. He nodded slightly and said with a smile.
"That little kitten just took your jacket as food...what a stupid cat!"
"Hehe! Your Highness, the short-tailed cat is not stupid. It's just like you, it smells the fishy smell and can't resist it..."
Miava smiled charmingly, stretched out her hand, and touched the man's cold face.
"Your Highness, it's all your fault!... After getting so much greasy fish oil, you still insist on keeping my clothes on... But anyway, they were torn and can't be worn anymore... Well, next time, can you be gentler?... "
Hearing this, Shulot touched his nose and said nothing. He closed his eyes, feeling the woman's touch, and his heart gradually calmed down. With the beauty next to him, he was finally able to release the accumulated pressure and rage in his heart without any scruples, just like a wild beast. And when everything was over, a rare sense of relaxation came to my heart, and even the boiling murderous intention became significantly lighter.
"If the strings are too tight, the tone will be dull... Eckart's words are not unreasonable..."
Shulot lowered his eyes for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear and the light red color was gone. He pushed the woman's arms away, stood up directly, and put on his shorts twice. Then, he threw his robe to the woman and spoke in a deep voice.
"Put it on! It's time to get down to business."
"...I obey you, Your Highness!"
Miava pursed her lips and cursed the "heartless" man in her heart. Then, she skillfully put on the man's robe, pulled up her hair, glanced at the thin obsidian mirror, and then sat opposite the king.
"Your Highness...A cat came in the tent...I don't have much clothes..."
Miyava's eyes flickered, her expression charming. She lowered her body, leaned towards Shulot who was drinking silently, and cautiously probed.
"This place is too remote...can I follow you...move around the main tent..."
"Um?"
Hearing Miava's words, Shulot raised his head, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. His face was expressionless, and he stared at the woman for a while before speaking calmly.
"Miava, I once said that your wise brain is more valuable than your beautiful body..."
"The last time I came here, I left you with a question: How should the kingdom rule the surrendered seaside warriors and tribesmen and establish a solid and real rule?"
"Come here today, I want to hear your answer!"
Hearing this, Snake Mother Chief Miawa nodded. She straightened her spine, sat upright, and put away all her seductive gestures. Then, she pondered for a moment and asked firmly.
"Your Highness, if I understand correctly... the real rule you are talking about is to control the warriors of each tribe, control the succession of each chief, and control the appointment and dismissal of each priest... the army, tribes, theocracy, You all have it in your hands, right?"
"That's right! You're right!"
Shulot nodded slightly, his voice full of strong confidence.
"The kingdom wants to rule the land of Totonak, and the military power, political power, and divine power of each tribe must be controlled by the kingdom! And all tribes who dare to disobey will only end in destruction!"
Hearing the king's confident words, Miava trembled all over, and a strange blush appeared on her face. She looked at the king's face greedily and couldn't help but lick her red lips. After a moment, she chuckled and said charmingly with her eyes moving.
"Your mighty Highness! I have no doubts about your power, and I also know the power of the kingdom's army... However, conquest and rule are like burning wasteland and farming. They are actually two different things!..."
"The burning flames can burn away all the dead trees and weeds, clearing fertile wasteland. But growing grains on the wasteland requires diligent work and careful care... All of this is inseparable from the farmers who grow crops. Woolen cloth…"
"Your Highness, you are an irresistible fire that can burn the land of Totonac and destroy all the old jungles. But do you have enough farmers to carefully sow and cultivate this new field?"
Hearing this direct soul interrogation, Shulot's expression suddenly froze. He looked deeply at the woman in front of him for a while, surprised by her sensitivity. After a while, he drank the remaining wine in the glass and said calmly.
"Miava, you are a smart woman! ... Today is your chance. You don't need to hide anything. You can just say whatever you think of or say! After today, you may not have a chance to say anything..."
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