Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 817 - 449: The Threat of the Fair-Skinned Foreigners, Praise the Chief Divine!

Chapter 817: Chapter 449: The Threat of the Fair-Skinned Foreigners, Praise the Chief Divine!

"The long Snake Island of the Endless Lake, the foreign demon with white skin and long beard?"

Gillim stood up suddenly, no longer able to keep calm. He stared intensely into Xiulote’s eyes, his expression changing. After a long while, he asked solemnly in a deep voice.

"Witness of the Ancestor! Your Highness, is this truly Divine Revelation?"

"Witness of the Ancestor!"

Xiulote nodded solemnly, his eyes full of sincerity, his face full of concern.

"The Divine bestowed me with a prophetic dream. I saw the white-skinned demon coming on sails, spreading disease and destruction wantonly! Tens of thousands of Alliance citizens died helplessly from the dreadful disease, like leaves falling in the wind. And with the help of the Evil God, the white-skinned demon crossed the sea and gathered more and more! They sold their souls to the Evil God, they have an insatiable greed for gold and the most cunning schemes, and the cruelest killings! They will take the lands of the Jiao People’s descendants, enslave our yellow-skinned citizens, and sweep through the entire world!..."

Xiulote chanted and stood up, heaving a long sigh, his expression extremely serious.

The Kingdom rose abruptly. Its foundation is already deep, even vaguely becoming a threat to Aweit’s royal power. To ease the internal conflict within the Alliance, and to give various tribes time to prepare, it is time to unveil the prophecy of the colonizers’ arrival!

These heavy words have weighed on his heart for years, like a burden that cannot be put down, sometimes making breathing difficult. Now, speaking them out, he felt slightly relieved.

"... The true mortal enemy of the Alliance lies across the Eastern Great Sea, it’s those foreign demons with white skin! They will become more and more numerous, increasingly powerful, bringing roaring fierce firearms, charging war beasts, enormous ships, and extremely dreadful diseases! If preparations aren’t made early, the distant tribes of the North and South will lose land, tribes will become extinct, falling into an endless abyss within a few hundred years!"

"Ah, extinction of tribes, endless abyss?!"

Xiuxoke stood up abruptly, eyes wide open, looking at his son with a heavy expression, his body trembling. He knew Xiulote deeply, seeing his son’s behavior, he knew it was no idle talk!

"Across the sea, foreign demons with white skin?... Roaring firearms, charging war beasts, enormous ships, dreadful diseases!..."

Upon hearing such shocking prophecy, Gillim frowned deeply. His eyes flickered constantly, his fingers discreetly clenching.

The hall suddenly fell silent, as if a pin could be heard dropping. The three stood solemnly, looking at each other without saying a word. Xiulote’s face was full of honesty, Gillim looked serious and grave, while Xiuxoke pursed his lips without speaking.

After a long while, as the host, Xiuxoke finally waved his hand and solemnly instructed the guard.

"Someone, bring up three cups of hot cocoa!"

As Xiulote’s father, he had witnessed too much of his son’s extraordinary. No matter how shocking Xiulote’s prophecy was, he was naturally inclined to believe. But these shocking prophecies, in this sensitive occasion, said to Gillim with a special status, had to make him ponder.

"In any case, let’s ease the atmosphere first..."

Soon, the guard brought up three cups of hot cocoa. The three of them each took a ceramic cup, praised the Chief Divine, and drank the reddish cocoa.

"Praise the Chief Divine!"

Gillim drank the cocoa and his complexion returned to steady. He saluted solemnly, gave Xiulote a deep look, and sat down again.

If it were an ordinary noble, who dared to speak such sensational prophecy in the name of Divine Revelation... he would certainly scoff, throw the person into prison, apply good torture, then forced feed a sufficient amount of Holy Water to interrogate the truth! But if it were His Highness saying...

The Chief Intelligence Officer sighed, somewhat regretful, pursed his lips. The Divine Revelation bestowed upon His Highness Xiulote should be real, he had been keen on exploring, but couldn’t find a way.

After a moment of contemplation, Gillim looked at Xiulote’s serious expression, and asked solemnly.

"Your Highness, when will the white-skinned foreigners arrive?"

"Hmm..."

Xiulote pondered slightly. Now it is August 1487, if the Eurasian history of this timeline hasn’t changed, Columbus’s first voyage should be five years later in 1492, first reaching Cuba Island and Haiti Island. And if history has changed... he lowered his gaze, explaining in the way of a Priest, without speaking too definitively.

"The world rotates day and night under the Chief Divine’s maintenance. Every 52 years is the time to reignite the Sacred Fire, a moment of destruction and rebirth!... The last 52-year cycle began in the year of 13 House (1454). So, the white-skinned foreign demon must arrive before the cycle completes, in the 12th year, bringing a lasting threat!..."

"Before the cycle completes, in the 12th year? That means before the next 13 House year, 12 Stone Knife year (1505), or maybe the 12 Reed year (1492)?"

Gillim frowned silently, deep in thought.

The Mexica people valued calendar omens, emphasizing cycle repeats. The prophecy of foreigners’ arrival combined with the traditional 52-year cycle added more credibility. Thus, calculating this way, the white-skinned foreigners would arrive in the distant corners of the world in no more than ten years, no less than ten...

The Chief Intelligence Officer’s thoughts raced, many questions surged in his mind, urgently seeking answers.

"Your Highness, in your Divine Revelation, was there any clear indication? If the white-skinned foreigners arrive, where will they land? Where are they coming from, and how many are there?"

Listening to this, Xiulote pondered for a while, answering in a chanting tone, vaguely and lowly.

"They will ride large ships, firstly landing in the Eastern Great Lake, among the islands where the Taino people gather. Then, the foreigners will establish a foothold there, gradually gathering and increasing, secretly spying on the entire world! The first few batches of white-skinned foreigners won’t be too many, only about hundreds or thousands. But the gems, gold, silver, spices abundant in the world will stimulate their endless greed, bringing more and more foreigners crossing the sea!..."

"Once the foreigners’ threat appears, it will never vanish! Because, in the East Sea, across tens of thousands of miles of vast land, there reside hundreds of thousands, millions, even tens of millions of white-skinned foreigners. They are willing to do anything for the world’s prosperous wealth, expansive lands! They also carry dreadful plague, capable of silently seizing lives of thousands of citizens!..."

"... Thousands crossing tens of thousands of miles of sea, arriving at the Taino people gathering East Sea Islands? And on the other side of the sea, there are hundreds of thousands, millions, even tens of millions of white-skinned foreigners?... They also carry dreadful plague, capable of seizing lives silently?"

Hearing the specific description, Gillim murmured in wonder, his face full of disbelief. He half-believed and half-doubted, lowered his gaze, thought deeply for a long time, then smiled bitterly.

"Your Highness, do you know, if these words didn’t come from your mouth, I wouldn’t believe them for a second!... So, this is the most important reason why you seek the distant northeastern Water Otter City?"

"Indeed! Seeking the Water Otter City is to send fleets out to sea, land on the islands in the lake early, to guard against the white-skinned foreigners coming from the sea!"

Xiulote nodded calmly, his tone slightly easing.

"Respected Royal Advisor, I know this narrative is really hard to believe. But this is indeed the enlightenment bestowed by the Chief Divine! Those dreadful dreams linger in my mind, unable to be ignored, making it hard for me to feel at ease... Soon after, I will have a private meeting with the respected King, narrating the Divine Revelation in the dream, pleading for the fief of Water Otter City. And after occupying Water Otter City, the fleets and Samurai sent to explore the dangerous East Sea can be deployed by the Kingdom!... I’ll have the Head Warrior Bertade personally station at Water Otter City, presiding over this matter!"

"Oh?! Having the Sacred Eagle Head Warrior station at Water Otter City, presiding personally?"

Hearing this, Gillim’s expression moved, sinking into contemplation.

Head Warrior Bertade is the commander of the Imperial Guards of the Kingdom of the Lake, also the top Marshal. Though he remained low-key, not revealing his reputation, he was greatly feared. If His Highness Xiulote really sends him, for a supposed dream, to station at the remote frontier Water Otter City, overseeing exploration in the deep Eastern Sea...

"An eagle shedding a feather won’t pose a looming threat... If His Highness focuses on the East, diverting the kingdom’s generals and warriors, it would greatly benefit the central royal power!"

Gillim thought for a long time, having a plan in mind.

Water Otter City and Qinchongcan City are thirteen hundred miles apart, communication through messengers takes nearly a month. And for legions to travel upstream from Water Otter City, returning to the Texcoco Lake District, also takes a month. For the Kingdom of the Lake, Water Otter City is like a distant fief, not key.

The more the kingdom invests here, the more scattered the forces, the lesser the threat to the central royal power! And with the vast distance between the East and the West, the central royal power will have much room to maneuver...

"Your Highness, the Alliance’s Eastern Expedition is imminent, the elder’s health is ailing... The matter of the Eastern Sea prophecy is extremely significant. To stabilize morale, it’s best to remain cautious!"

"Yes, Lady Snake speaks reasonably! The matter of the Eastern Sea prophecy will only be told to a few key individuals."

Upon hearing, Xiulote nodded solemnly. The world is not yet at peace, the prophecy of the colonizers’ arrival is not ready for wide dissemination. He looked into Gillim’s eyes, speaking earnestly.

"Lady Snake, you and I both know, the King aims for the world! If the Alliance occupies Water Otter City, the northeastern Vastec people can only bow down, accept the Alliance’s rule and assimilation. And from Water Otter City out to sea, along the coastline, we can attack the Totonac people’s heartland, even deploy troops to various Maya states!"

"Indeed, His Highness’s words are spot on!"

Gillim saluted solemnly, greatly agreeing. His thoughts turned, a new strategy surged to mind. If this plan works, it not only won’t defame the Alliance but can also test the kingdom’s determination to explore the Eastern Sea.

"However, the various Vastec tribes are always very submissive to the Alliance. Though weak, they have tens of thousands of tribe members... Your Highness, perhaps to seek Water Otter City, you needn’t forcefully overthrow the Vastec people, but use a mutually beneficial method!"

"Oh?! Please enlighten!"

Xiulote was invigorated, showing anticipation.

"I heard that the Guajili Legion under your command is composed of the Canine Descendants from the North who surrendered? And the Red Crow Tribe rising in the Vastec people’s North is also a group of southern Canine Descendants?"

Gillim spoke calmly, his face with a light smile, but his words were cold and ruthless.

"The Canine Descendants Tribes are always fierce and warlike, not recognizing status. If Water Otter City is occupied by barbaric Canine Descendants Tribes, the noble Vastec Royal Family is entirely executed, Water Otter City becomes Land without Master... Then, the Alliance deploys a strong legion to help their subordinate Vastec people avenge, driving away the barbaric Canine Descendants Tribes, retaking Water Otter City!... "

"Ah!"

Upon hearing this, Xiulote’s expression changed. After a while, he lowered his gaze, spoke lowly.

"The fleeing Red Crow Tribe is unpredictable, hard to eradicate, the barbaric threat always exists! The Alliance, invited by the Vastec people, has to keep garrison in Water Otter City, making it Alliance direct, to protect the subordinate citizens of the Alliance..."

"Haha! This mutually beneficial plan satisfies His Highness’s wishes, also greatly benefits the Alliance!"

Gillim smiled lightly, saluted respectfully.

"Your Highness, I will do my utmost to persuade the King about the Water Otter City matter... Please wait for the kingdom, best after the Eastern Expedition!"

"Thank you, Lady Snake!"

Xiulote quickly decided, also respectfully saluted back.

"After the Eastern Expedition, the Barbarians will march southward, and the Kingdom Legion will inevitably deploy troops!"

"Good, then it’s settled! Praise the Chief Divine, bless the Alliance!"

"Praise the Chief Divine, bless the Alliance!"

"Uh..."

Xiuxoke was speechless, sitting aside. He looked at the two bowing and smiling, as if seeing his son anew. After a long while, he sighed lightly, followed in blessing.

"Praise the Chief Divine, bless the Alliance!..."