Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 762 - Four Hundred and Fourteen I’m Here!_3

Chapter 762: Chapter Four Hundred and Fourteen I’m Here!_3

"Four years..."

Xiulote was slightly surprised. This experience had already surpassed many of the Prepetcha Samurai. Afterwards, he questioned Mavik for a while and examined a few scriptures from the Book of Ama Colley, finally nodding in satisfaction.

"Very well! Mavik, would you be willing to stay here to manage the mine and mine the ore from the mountains?"

"Ah? Stay here to manage the mine?"

Mavik was taken aback and asked subconsciously.

"Your Majesty, will Trout Fish Village be under my control?"

"Of course! All the villages surrounding the mine will be under your jurisdiction. You must recruit at least a thousand Tekos miners to extract iron ore from the mountains during the dry agricultural off-season! I will summon experienced miners from the Qinganbate mine to assist you. The scale of mining will expand later, nearby furnaces for smelting the ore will be built, and coke will be transported here... Your work will be very demanding!"

"Ah, Your Majesty! I will follow your command and dedicate myself to managing the entire mining area for you!"

Hearing about managing Trout Fish Village, Mavik hesitated no more and knelt down on the ground. Becoming an official in his hometown, returning in glory, and having the chance to trample those who had opposed him was simply too exhilarating. Not to mention, the trout and silverfish soup from his hometown was truly nourishing!

"Very well! Witnessed by the Chief Divine, from today onward, you are my Samurai, the chief administrator of the Black Rock Mountain iron ore mine!"

Xiulote smiled and nodded. He solemnly reached out to touch Mavik’s hair, accepting his loyalty.

After the simple loyalty ceremony, the King gave Mavik many instructions. He had many plans for the mining and smelting of iron, but they would have to be implemented slowly.

Huitu, watching Mavik being earnestly instructed by the King, suddenly felt a wave of envy. Then he shook his head forcibly, firmly reminding himself.

"No, a miner boss is definitely not comparable to a Naval Commander!"

The sun gradually set, and Xiulote stood at the mountaintop, looking towards the sunset over the western sea. The spectacle of the sunset was so magnificent, it was as if the sky and sea were wholly suffused with the glow. The King gazed in trance for a long while, his eyes slightly lowered, and noticed the stone monument documenting Black Wolf’s merits.

"Eh? What’s this..."

Xiulote walked over quickly, carefully reading the uneven text.

"Black Wolf Torc, Hand Snake City, shattered the Tekos, documented in Divine Mountain!... Hmm? There are corresponding paintings below."

Xiulote smiled as he looked for a while, first shaking his head, then nodding.

"Black Wolf, not bad! The painting is good!"

"Haha! Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness!"

Black Wolf held his head high, beaming with pride.

"But the writing, it’s incorrect."

Xiulote’s smile faded as he seriously criticied.

"Look at these two characters! It should be ’fire burn’, not ’fire stove’. It should be ’shatter’, not ’burst’... When we return to Trout Fish Village, let the Head Warrior give you some paper and pen, copy each character a hundred times!"

"Ah! Your Highness!"

Black Wolf’s eyes widened, and his smirk of satisfaction instantly collapsed.

"A hundred times..."

"Yes. Give me a bronze chisel!"

The King nodded, speaking with deep significance.

"The words that Black Wolf lacks, I shall personally etch!"

As the sun set, its last rays fell on the hard stele, illuminating the freshly carved marks. The King and his generals had already departed, carrying with them fresh hopes, chasing the faint glimmers of a new era.

In the following days, His Highness Xiulote stayed in Trout Fish Village. Surprisingly, his trusted aide Mavik had excellent craftsmanship, and the village chief, Maho, was also good at making fire. The King remarked that the delicious fish soup suited his taste well.

The Imperial Guards mining in Black Rock Mountain brought back samples intermittently. Iron ore was sparsely distributed from halfway up Black Rock Mountain, gradually extending down to the base to form increasingly obvious veins. Based on this trend, the real vein should be right beneath Black Rock Mountain.

Hearing this, Xiulote frowned slightly. The vein of iron ore in Black Rock Mountain was still quite deep, making mining difficult. If it were a later era, the hill could be flattened with explosives. But in this era, they could only use a large amount of manpower to dig slowly.

By late March, scattered pieces of iron ore were mined, accumulating at the base of Black Rock Mountain. The villagers of Tekos were also mobilized to start building simple furnaces. If time allowed, the King even wanted to stay here for a few more months to watch the furnaces being built and the first batches of scattered iron ore begin to be smelted.

However, by the end of March, the envoy from the Alliance finally arrived at the mouth of the Tarsas River. He first came from the Lake Capital City along the Lerma River, then landed from Rivermouth County, headed south to the Qinchongcan Capital, and then followed the trail of the King, heading south to Zicao City, west to Apa City, and finally took a small boat, traveling hundreds of miles downstream to the Tarsas River mouth.

"I traveled one thousand five hundred miles, only to finally catch up with His Highness here!"

The envoy was emaciated, nearly out of shape from exhaustion. He took out three decrees from his bosom and read them in succession.

The first decree was from the elders.

"... Summon His Highness Xiulote to the Lake Capital City to formally marry Princess Alisa... After the wedding ceremony, prepare for the eastern campaign."

The second decree was from King Aweit, simply reiterating the elders’ words, and then he added a sentence.

"... Hurry and prepare for the grand ceremony. Alisa’s wedding must dazzle the nations!"

The third decree was from the Chief Priest, who added another sentence.

"... Bring the most precious gifts to marry the princess!"

Then, the envoy took out two personal letters and handed them to Xiulote.

The first letter was left by his father Xiuxoke, broadly outlining some plans for the wedding and mentioning the Alliance’s plan to campaign east against Tlaxcala after the autumn harvest.

The second letter had elegant handwriting and was faintly fragrant. On the front was a drawing of a boy holding a girl’s hand, sitting side by side on top of a pyramid, gazing at the starry sky. Below the drawing were a few lines of yearning text.

After reading the text, Xiulote felt a surge of emotion. Then, he turned to the back of the letter and saw a shallow rouge kiss mark.

Upon seeing this, Xiulote could no longer restrain the longing in his heart. Standing on the edge of the Pacific Ocean, he looked towards the northeast mountains, calling out in his heart.

"I am coming, my beloved!"