"Huh! Tikalo? So it’s you!..."
The lit fire pit illuminated the Divine Descendant’s Palace in Lake Sacrifice City; the orange glow of the flas reflected off the fierce faces of the Dog Descendant Warriors. The shadows of the warriors, elongated by the firelight, cast onto the surrounding walls, resembling the shapes of fierce beasts. The unwashed dark red on those walls clearly hinted at slaughter and death, as if they were the lairs of a wolf pack.
"Strange! You’re not dead? The mutts in Hidden Serpent City didn’t kill you, didn’t offer you on the altar? You’re so thin, how did you escape back?"
Black Wolf Torc donned leather armor, with two bronze axes at his side, boldly spreading his legs, leaning back on the stone seat at the top. His unruly and fierce posture resembled that of a Wolf King among a pack of wolves! At this mont, he squinted, carefully examining Tikalo’s pale deanor and emaciated figure, then grinned, revealing sharp teeth.
"Ha! His Highness previously sent soone with a ssage. He ordered to find you well after conquering Hidden Serpent City. Alive or dead, I must see you! I was contemplating where to dig up your bones... I didn’t expect you’d show up on your own, saving so effort!..."
"Speak! What did you encounter and see after being captured by the eastern tribes? Hmm... You haven’t... surrendered to the opposite City-States, have you? Oh right! Those Mayan large ships I encountered, such a nuisance, where exactly did they co from?!"
"Uh... Chief Divine bless! Esteed Black Wolf Legion Commander, I truly escaped from the Hidden Serpent City in the east... and I’ve brought back extrely important and urgent information to report to His Highness and you!..."
Mayan rchant Tikalo, smiling, spoke in a perfect Lake Capital City accent, using standard xica Language. Then, he winked, pointed at the red-haired warriors around him, and said softly with a serious expression.
"Chief Divine witness! Black Wolf Commander, the information I bring back this ti is critical!... The fewer who know, the better!..."
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing this, Black Wolf Torc stared at Tikalo’s solemn expression, pondered for a mont, then waved at his trusted aides around him.
"You all, step back a bit!..."
"Yes, boss!..."
With Black Wolf’s strength, even ten Tikalo could not withstand him alone. After letting his trusted aides retreat, he stood up and walked with big steps to stand in front of Tikalo. Then, with cold and stern eyes, he stared into the Mayan rchant’s eyes, asking word by word.
"Speak! What exactly is the information? And the questions I asked earlier! Answer !..."
"Chief Divine witness! Esteed Black Wolf Legion Commander, the reason I was able to co back alive this ti... is because of the Naval Commander of Hidden Serpent City, Papu Priest. He intended to let go, and wanted to convey a ssage to the Kingdom and His Highness through ... as for those large ships, they are mostly under Papu Priest’s command. Part of them are replicas from Hidden Serpent City, and most were conscripted from the Maya rchant fleets..."
Mayan rchant Tikalo answered honestly with a sincere face.
"Praise the Chief Divine! Naval Commander Papu fears your formidable military achievents and the strong force of the Kingdom, and he deeply respects the Divinely Revealed His Highness!... He yearns for the glory of the Chief Divine, willing to abandon his darkness and welco the light, leading his naval forces to surrender to the esteed His Highness!... He also promised to guide the Kingdom’s legion into Hidden Serpent City and capture the Chief Priest and Divine Descendants within..."
"What! The Naval Commander of Hidden Serpent City! That damned commander of the fleet! It’s him?!"
Upon hearing this, Black Wolf Torc’s eyes flashed with sharpness, gritting his teeth, he shouted.
"He ambushed the Kingdom’s exploration fleet, and also ambushed the Kingdom’s East Sea Navy! He killed so many Kingdom warriors and continuously attacked the grain transport ships, causing so much trouble!... And now, with my legion having conquered Lake Sacrifice City, the remaining Hidden Serpent Holy City won’t hold out much longer... only now does he feel fear, thinking to surrender to the Kingdom to save his skin?!"
"Chief Divine witness! No way! How could it be that easy? I want to personally chop off his head as a trophy for my collection!..."
"Ahem! Esteed Black Wolf Legion Commander, hear out! Taking this Naval Commander prisoner can be greatly beneficial to you!..."
"No need to say more! I don’t care who he is, or what benefits there are, blood debts must be repaid with blood!... Tikalo, when I first followed His Highness, I knew you speak well, like a cunning fox!..."
Black Wolf Torc’s eyes widened fiercely, waving his hand, and shouted towards his trusted aides in the distance.
"Co! Take him away and detain him! Make sure he is well-fed and well-watered, but he’s not allowed to leave the tent! Once I’ve conquered the Hidden Serpent Holy City and offered a sacrifice of that Naval Commander, then release him!..."
"Yes, boss!"
"Ah! Chief Divine witness! Chief Divine witness! Black Wolf Legion Commander, I’m doing this for your good!..."
Upon hearing this, a look of surprise and panic appeared on the face of Mayan rchant Tikalo. He struggled to speak, shouting at the top of his lungs, but Black Wolf turned and left. The two fierce Dog Descendant Warriors on either side imdiately seized his arms, trying to drag him out of the tent. Until he shouted hoarsely, he was finally able to get a sentence out.
"Black Wolf Commander! Hear out!... Chief Divine witness! If you personally attack the Hidden Serpent City and achieve such a major victory as destroying a kingdom... you’ll no longer have any opportunity to lead armies on expeditions from now on!..."
"Hmm?!"
Hearing this, Black Wolf Torc raised an eyebrow, suddenly turning around. He squinted his eyes, looking at Tikalo, who was about to be dragged away, and suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Stop! Bring him back!..."
"Yes, boss!..."
The two red-haired trusted aides lowered their heads in salute. With ease, their strong arms lifted the frail Mayan rchant Tikalo back in front of Black Wolf Torc, like carrying a roll of fabric. The shiny, smooth head bobbed, looking like the common spotted dolphins in the Gulf of xico in Black Wolf’s eyes.
"Tikalo, do you know what you were saying just now? You dare try to drive a wedge between and His Highness?!"
Black Wolf Torc squinted his eyes, glaring sharply like a wolf. He reached out his hand, gently rubbing the smooth, hairless head of the Mayan rchant, coldly speaking.
"Chief Divine witness! I have many collectibles, but none of a Mayan Divine Descendant’s head... Hmm! Your sleek form, Serpent Divine Descendant, seems quite worth adding to my collection!..."
"Ah! Ah this! Chief Divine witness! Ancestral witness! Esteed Black Wolf Commander, I definitely have no intention of driving a wedge!"
Seeing Black Wolf’s cold, murderous eyes, Mayan rchant Tikalo couldn’t help but shiver. Sweat ford on his forehead as he shakily and softly advised.
"Black Wolf Commander, without a doubt, His Highness trusts you!... Look, the arrangents at the Seaside Alliance are all shown out of His Highness’s care for you!... But there are many things, and various advice, that His Highness cannot openly address, nor ignore... Maybe you too should consider His Highness’s deep intention and burden!... "
"Hmm?... The arrangents of the Seaside Alliance? His Highness’s care for ?... His deep intentions and burdens?..."
Hearing this, Black Wolf Torc furrowed his brows, pondering in silence. He had been campaigning outside all these years, unable to stay by His Highness’s side. The thoughts of the King had grown more profound and complex over the years, truly making it difficult for him to fully comprehend. As for the arrangents in the Seaside Lands, this Seaside Alliance, he had so dissatisfaction with them...
"You all withdraw! Leave the main tent! Rember! You heard nothing tonight!"
"Yes, boss!..."
Black Wolf Torc, after pondering for a while, ordered his trusted aides. Then, squinting his eyes, he drew out the bronze axe from his waist, silently watching Tikalo’s neck, until Tikalo retracted his neck like an old turtle. Only when the trusted aides had withdrawn from the tent did he speak quietly, in a voice like a wolf’s growl.
"Speak! Tikalo, you cunning fox! The dealings you conducted on the exploration fleet, His Majesty has already briefed ... Let see what else can co from your foxy mouth!"
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