"The powerful southern kingdom? It's bigger than the alliance and the kingdom combined?!"
Beside the farmland where beans were grown, Priest Mecat widened his eyes, thinking about the unknown tribes in the southern continent. This was the first time he heard news about the Inca Kingdom, the first time he knew that "his bowl is quite crispy and young", oh no, "Tawantinsuyo".
He suddenly realized that the future southern voyage might not only be an exploration to find new crops and spread the glory of the Lord God, but also be a powerful kingdom's first mission to visit another powerful kingdom... and the captain and deputy captain in charge of the fleet , naturally he is also an envoy to a foreign country, and a representative of the alliance communicating with another kingdom! Such precious qualifications are enough to make his promotion path much smoother! …
"Ahem! Captain Chihuaco, did your Majesty leave any other prophecies about the voyage to the southern continent?..."
"There seems to be more, but I don't remember it."
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, blinked and glanced at Priest Mecat with a half-smile. Then, he said leisurely in the face of the other party's anxious look.
"Anyway! Before we really set off, His Majesty will send someone to deliver a divinely inspired prophecy scroll... By then, that scroll will probably be handed over to you!"
"Ah! Leave it to me to take charge?! Then I am...one of the two captains and deputy captains!..."
Hearing such good news, Priest Mekart's face was filled with joy and anxiety. He looked at the old militiaman Chihuaco again, but the other man had his head buried in the ground, digging out a section of sword bean root from the ground and looking at it carefully.
"Well... Your Majesty said, the roots of these beans are bulging out like small round beans. What are they called 'root nodules'?... And this thing can absorb vitality from the air... to make the farmland greener. Fertile…”
"Hmm... When the village is farming, if there is not much corn left... it is true that only beans will be planted, and the corn will be dormant for a year or two... So, which kind of beans has more 'nodules' on the roots, is it better to fertilize the field? Let I’ll take a good look…”
"..."
Seeing the old militiamen working hard at farming, Priest Mekart was speechless for a while, and could only wait patiently with them to see any dirty root nodules. It wasn't until the old militiaman looked at the roots of the three kinds of beans, and his face looked confused and enlightened, that he gave a slight "cough" and reminded him.
"Captain Chihuaco, I'm here to see you this time... I have a very important order that His Majesty specially left behind..."
"What! There's also Wang Ling!
…”
Hearing this, Chihuaco, an old militiaman, rubbed the ground and stood up from the field. Looking at that posture, it seemed that if there was anything wrong, he would run away.
"Lord God! I've been hiding here, and you still won't let me go! That blind man!
..."
"Ahem! Captain Qi, this Wang Ling...well, I requested it on my own initiative..."
Priest Mecat scratched his head and spoke cautiously.
"It's about Dark Snake's father..."
"Ah? Dark Snake's father? Didn't his father die long ago?...Can't this be a mistake?..."
Hearing this, the old militiaman Chihuaco's eyes flashed and his voice lowered. He had actually known for a long time that Dark Snake's father was a descendant of the Tlaxcala people. But he had always thought that, like most of the descendants of the Cloud Snake God, Dark Snake's father had long been captured and sacrificed...
"Well...witnessed by the Lord God! Captain Qi, you should know the life experience of Dark Snake. His father is the former Lord of Water Valley City, Black Snake Turcotte!... He told me personally... I also reported to His Majesty!..."
"And His Majesty knows the whereabouts of the Tlaxcala gods... that Black Snake Turcotte is one of the gods responsible for guarding the Cloud Serpent Fortress!..."
Priest Mecat looked at Chihuaco, looked at the old militiaman's suddenly shrunken penis, and said with a smile.
"Praise Your Majesty, she is kind and generous!... She said, 'The Dark Snake came back from the sea and was rewarded by him, which is meritorious'... And the divine decree of sacrificing the descendant of Tlaxcala can also be forgiven. ...As long as Dark Snake can surrender his father and lead the kingdom's warriors into the Cloud Snake Fortress... the kingdom will even give them a reward to promote their descendants of the Cloud Snake to hereditary nobles of the kingdom, and ride on them The longship goes out to sea and is entrusted to the distant northern continent!..."
"Ah! Ah this?! Forgive Dark Snake and surrender his father? Lead the kingdom's warriors into that high and dangerous fortress!..."
Hearing these words, the expression of the old militiaman changed drastically. He never thought that Dark Snake's father was not only still alive, but also one of the defenders of Cloud Snake Fortress... And in this case, His Majesty's promise...
"Let the Dark Snake family take a boat to the north and be entrusted to the northern continent?...Hey! Your Majesty is kind, this can be considered the best result..."
The old militiaman pondered for a long time, then nodded helplessly. Then, he took a deep look at Priest Mekart, who had a smile on his face, and asked in a low voice.
"Mecat, how long have you been plotting against the Dark Snake? Such a simple child has always respected you sincerely... Do you really want to kill him and send him to the altar of the temple?... "
"Well…"
Hearing this, Priest Mekart pursed his lips, his face also changed, and he felt vaguely ashamed. After a while, he shook the amulet of the main god around his neck and answered in a deep voice with a firm expression.
"The Lord God testifies! God's will, in my heart, is above all else! ... And His Majesty's divine will is even more so! ..."
"Mecat! God's will is carried out by people! What threat can such a young child pose to the powerful kingdom and alliance?! ...The tomato priest is also equally pious! He also saw the hidden danger The origin of the snake...but he chose to pretend not to see it!..."
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, straightened up, his eyes unusually stern. After a long time, he finally showed his edge as an exploration captain once again.
"Do you know what's the difference between you and him?!"
"Uh!...I...Priest Thomas?...Uh...Captain Qi..."
"Compared to him, you have less compassion and understanding! ... And this kind of compassion and understanding is the most important light that can shine when you go out to explore and face various tribes with different customs and traditions. Light up the dark and dangerous road ahead!…”
"The Lord God witnesses! I...this...mercy and understanding?...spread the glory of the Lord God..."
"Mecat, there is no conflict between compassion and understanding, respecting the tribe, and spreading the glory of the Lord God! You can't regard yourself as a powerful wolf and treat other tribes as weak turkeys or rabbits! ... We should be dogs exploring the path. , and other tribes are also dogs, they are dogs that guard the house, everyone is the same...
Chihuaco, the old militiaman, sighed and told Priest Mecat his thoughts with a serious look on his face. He actually doesn't want to go to sea, especially such a distant and dangerous voyage... But since he has no choice, he needs to prepare in advance, work hard to find the target, and then work hard to come back alive!
And this time, the deputy captain of the exploration team is likely to be Priest Mecat. The opponent graduated from Shenwei University, and his navigation skills are naturally excellent, but in other aspects, he is far inferior to the Tomato Priest, and even not as good as the brave Lao Pu.
"We are definitely not sailing to the sea to grab something, or to be superior, to overwhelm the tribes along the way... Even if we are spreading the glory of the Lord God, we must clearly understand the specific situation!..."
"And if we want to complete the mission and come back alive...we must gain the recognition and support of the tribes along the way!...Mekart, no tribe will be a fool! If you are good to them, they will repay you. If you are not good to them, they will also treat you badly. You take revenge!..."
"Puap has killed Prince Xiwu. The Xiwu family will send a fleet and warriors to guard our return journey and intercept and kill us all the way!...His Majesty attacks the land of Totonak. Hidden Snake City will send a fleet to find They followed us and attacked us fiercely, killing three ships of people!..."
"These past few days, I have been thinking about the exploration of Cuba, and why this journey is so much more difficult than the exploration of the northern continent, with so many more people dying!... I have also been thinking about why the south is so difficult to explore in the future. Exploring the continent, what should we do and how should we treat the tribes, villages, city-states and even kingdoms along the way!..."
"Mecat! Witness the Lord God! I want to come back alive, and I also want you to come back alive!..."
Priest Mecat pursed his lips, looked at the old militiaman's emotional and serious face, listened to the heartfelt story, and remained silent for a long, long time. It wasn't until those clear old eyes looked into his silent ones that he gritted his teeth and nodded as if promising.
"Witness the Lord God! Captain Qi, what you said... is right!... For the future southern voyage, if I am the deputy captain of exploration... I will listen to you for all arrangements!..."
"Hey! God bless you! I hope so!"
Upon hearing Mecat's promise, the old militiaman Chihuaco sighed, patted Mecat on the shoulder, and turned around to leave. Priest Mecat chased behind and asked anxiously.
"Captain Qi, where are you going?"
"Go to the Dark Snake! Let's go! It's time for his matter to come to an end! ... If this loose-mouthed kid stays in the kingdom, sooner or later he will be... Hey! The Lord God will bless you! ..."
The late autumn wind blew, and the two of them walked one behind the other, and soon they were far away. The kidney beans, sword beans and fine beans in the field are all intertwined and growing vigorously. And before the pods form, no one can tell whether they are civilians, warriors, or priests~
