Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 697 - 367 Assassin Arno

Chapter 697: Chapter 367 Assassin Arno

July, the most intense rainy season had arrived, accompanied by the sweltering midsummer. The simultaneous heat and rain infused the crops in the fields with tremendous vitality. Corn grew rapidly, climbing beans twined upward, and pumpkins spread across the farmland, shielding the weeds from the sun’s growth-promoting light.

In the pre-industrial agricultural production, large livestock were not only important sources of power but also the main suppliers of manure. The daily dung output of an adult cow could reach an astonishing 50 kilograms or more. In the well-known grass-field rotation, fallow fields would be planted with forage grasses, which were then fertilized efficiently through grazing by large animals.

However, in the Lake Region fief, due to the lack of large livestock, the compost in the villages was very limited and could only be supplied to certain fields. The farmers in the Lake Region followed the Priesthood’s guidance, concentrating the accumulated yearly compost into chosen communal fields to provide "vitality" for the rapidly growing crops. By this time, most of the field management had been completed. Next, it was a matter of patiently waiting for the Chief Divine’s Divine Power to mature the crops and bring a bountiful harvest to the fields.

The scorching sun and heavy rains alternated, and the bustling village gradually returned to tranquility, nurturing new life. The Black Wolf’s Royal Banner patrolled between villages, from the western domains of Rivermouth County’s Saka to the ups and downs of the Eastern Domain. Not much further laid the noble Tepopolo’s fief.

Under the midsummer sky, where the sunlight bathed everything in its glow, the Black Wolf’s Royal Banner came to a halt once more. This was a Canine Descendants village near the border. Amidst a chilling silence, three hundred Personal Guard Warriors in copper armor, with shields and axes, guarded the village both inside and out. And by the King’s side were Bertade, Toltec, Ozoma, and Keka, four brave generals. They donned copper helmets and heavy armor, following the King’s steps, constantly guarding him on both sides.

In the village, hundreds of stalwart Canine Descendants bowed their heads in silence, crouching quietly in the corners like turkeys intimidated by a wolf pack. Among these strong men was the once Chieftain Axolotl, dressed as an old farmer. His gaze fixed on his nose and his nose on his heart, he kept his head down, shrinking in the corner of the village, silent and unnoticeable.

"Not bad, very good indeed! Priest Teya, I have seen more than twenty Guajili villages on my journey, but yours is the best!"

After inspecting the village’s farmland and the Chief Divine’s altar, a smile finally appeared on Xiulote’s solemn face.

"As a newly established Guajili village just a few months old, you have actually completed the cultivation requirement of eight acres per adult. I am truly impressed! And the two neighboring villages have only completed half their cultivation tasks!"

At this point, the King grew even more satisfied and nodded towards the old priest Teya, who hastily returned a respectful salute.

"Most village priests have complained to me, saying how Canine Descendants are unruly and lazy, refusing to work diligently. Many able-bodied men sneak out to hunt birds and beasts in the mountains and even go to the Prepetcha village to steal chickens and dogs..."

"I sent people to investigate and know the priests spoke the truth. I did not punish them, but I have always been displeased in my heart. It wasn’t until I came here and saw your well-administered village that I finally breathed a sigh of relief."

Xiulote paused, then asked with a smile.

"Priest Teya, do you have any management experiences you could share with me, to propagate to other villages? Speak freely, I won’t overshadow your merit, haha!"

The old Priest Teya peeked around, making sure His Majesty was very pleased, and then he too smiled and said.

"Your Majesty, it is all the blessing of the Chief Divine! The light of the Chief Divine guides me, tirelessly spreading faith! The light of the Chief Divine also illuminates the hearts of the devout, influencing the Guajili Tribe in the village! When they believe in the Chief Divine, they will listen to the sacred voice, willingly follow the guidance. Then, the devout will lead the rest of their tribes, toiling day and night, completing the tasks of spring cultivation!"

"Devout believers? The Guajili Tribe?"

Hearing this, Xiulote’s eyebrows rose. He glanced at the old priest’s expression, thought for a moment, and slowly nodded.

"Very well, Priest Teya. In spreading faith, you have indeed done well, and you should be rewarded! As for the devotees in the village you just mentioned, who exactly are they?"

Upon hearing this, Priest Teya wore a confident smile and spoke with a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, there are many devout believers in the village. But there is one Guajili believer who is most favored by the Chief Divine! He is the most devout, did the most farm work, and constantly prayed to the Chief Divine. In no more than a month, he taught himself to read and write, mastered the Book of Ama Colley, and could even recite it! Under the grace of the Chief Divine, he has already gained the qualifications to become a priest!"

"What? A month’s time, self-taught literacy? Reciting the Book of Ama Colley?"

Xiulote was greatly surprised. He glanced at the Black Wolf unintentionally, who then shamefully lowered his head, and Keka also remained silent.

"Indeed! Recently, when I heard him recite the Scripture, I was deeply moved! It turns out that with sincere faith and prayer, the light of the Chief Divine naturally falls into the hearts of the devout, unlocking their wisdom, cleansing their souls, and making them follow Your Majesty’s edicts! This is certainly a manifestation of the Chief Divine’s mighty power, and maybe we can use it as an example to propagate throughout all the parishes, so all the Guajili Tribe can learn from him..."

The old Priest Teya looked devout, praying with the amulet around his neck while he explained in detail to His Majesty.

Xiulote’s gaze flashed with understanding, and he nodded knowingly.

"Excellent! Priest Teya, if there indeed is such a wise devotee, the news must be spread throughout the Kingdom, and even the entire Alliance! Not only will he himself be put to good use by the Priesthood, but the one who unearthed him will also be promoted, eligible for direct advancement by one level!"