Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!
Chapter 821 - 452: The Sacred Wedding Part 3

Chapter 821: Chapter 452: The Sacred Wedding Part 3

"Praise the Chief Divine! Divine blessing on the wedding!..."

The earth-shaking shout echoed through the Capital City, rising like a tide, blazing like a wildfire, and swirling like a whirlwind, unceasingly!

The High Priest raised the Divine Staff high, standing atop the Great Temple, relishing the fervent shouts. Looking down, tens of thousands of citizens prostrated together, praying devoutly to the sky above, resembling an endless swarm of ants. He looked up, and the second hot air balloon, "Heart of the Divine," floated at more than two hundred meters high, swaying with the wind, pulsing like the heart of a deity.

"A divine miracle descends... spreading the glory of the Chief Divine!..."

The High Priest, with a face like a divine entity, was filled with emotion. With such a divine object, future evangelism would be much easier.

He then looked around. All the Elder Priests were looking up at the huge balloon floating in the sky. Their expressions were either shocked, solemn, dazed, or pleasantly surprised.

The "Heart of the Divine" in the sky was mainly a paper balloon coated with rubber, a ceramic fire basin heating the air below, and a long hemp rope falling from the tail.

The Second Level Divine Revelation Priest of the Kingdom of the Lake, Chimere, calculated the height and fixed one end of the rope on top of the Great Temple, carefully guiding and securing the paper balloon. Craftsman Priests from the Grand Kingdom were busily working in an orderly manner, some measuring the wind speed, some observing the flame, and others holding the ropes, always ready.

"Divine Revelation Priest... an unprecedented revelation!..."

Seeing this scene, the High Priest pondered in silence. After a while, he glanced in the direction of His Highness Xiulote, a smile forming on his lips.

"Bless you, my child!"

The sound of prayers rose to the sky, reaching everyone’s ears. Inside the Chief Palace not far from the Great Temple, an elder woke up suddenly. He opened his murky eyes and looked through the open top at the red heart in the air... for once, his usually expressionless face showed a trace of confusion.

"Hmm, what is this?..."

"Respected Elder, today is the wedding of His Highness Xiulote and Princess Alisa."

Guard Commander Cevali stepped forward. He looked at the elder with concern while reporting in a low voice.

"The ’Heart of the Divine’ in the sky is a creation of the Divine Revelation Place of the Kingdom of the Lake. It can ascend with heat and fly when heated."

"Ascend with heat, fly when heated..."

The elder murmured, pondering in silence. He listened intently, hearing the fervent calls, the devout blessings, and prayers of thousands of citizens. He turned slightly, watching the High Priest on the Great Temple. Xutel stood tall, raising the ancient Divine Staff at the highest point in the Lake Capital City, receiving the bow and salute of tens of thousands of people.

Seeing this, the elder slightly lowered his eyes, rose slightly, and looked towards the King’s Palace. Under Cacamatzin’s supervision, the sacred wedding was taking place. The Mexica Divine Tree extended two strong roots, occupying the east and west lands, tightly bonding through marriage, solidifying the Royal Family’s power, and paving the way for future generations!

"Bless you, my child!"

After a long time, the elder smiled faintly and whispered to himself. Then he looked at the hot air balloon hanging high in the sky again and then at the High Priest who dominated the Capital City, closing his eyes peacefully.

"In the name of the gods, witnessing the wedding... Young Xutel... you should have no regrets!..."

The charcoal in the fire basin burnt for a few quarters, and the flame gradually dimmed. Chimere watched for a while, personally directing the craftsman priests to tighten the ropes of the hot air balloon. Under the ropes’ guidance, the "Heart of the Divine" slowly descended, finally landing on top of the Great Temple and being transported into the spacious Chief Temple.

"Praise be to Huitzilopochtli! His power is infinite, controlling the sky, earth, and lakes!... The Chief Divine sends blessings, blessing the sacred wedding, and promising divine protection for the couple!"

With the descent of the "Heart of the Divine," the High Priest chanted again. Behind him, the pudgy Uguel’s expression changed slightly. He opened his mouth but made no sound, just muttering to himself.

"Blessed wedding by the Chief Divine, a couple promised by the Chief Divine?... If this spreads... Sigh, High Priest!..."

The priests chanted in unison, and the prayer sound in the Capital City became intense. Tens of thousands of fervent believers, eyes filled with tears, chanted the final hymn.

"Praise the Chief Divine! Belief in Huitzilopochtli! He is supreme and omnipotent!..."

In the King’s Palace, Aweit’s expression was solemn, his hand gripping the Scepter tightly, his body sitting upright. He watched intently as the enormous "Heart of the Divine" rose and fell. Even though he was prepared, his heart was still filled with surprise.

Aweit’s expression was complex, and he said nothing. After a long while, until the cheering and prayer sounds gradually subsided, he glanced at the High Priest from a distance, his gaze deep.

"A divine miracle descends to bless the wedding..."

"Indeed, truly wonderful!"

Cacamatzin’s face was solemn, with a smile. This was the most sacred wedding he had ever presided over, and it would be the grandest in all the lands!

After inquiring intentions, divining omens, nobilities offering dances, and the divine miracle’s ascension, the remaining procedures were like a normal wedding, held in the residences of both parties.

Thinking of this, Cacamatzin looked up at the slightly westward setting sun and sang aloud.

"... The ancestors’ blessing on the wedding! The sacred wedding, welcoming guests from all directions, holding the first feast in the ancestors’ palace!"

With this chant, the viewing crowd in the King’s Palace gradually dispersed. The atmosphere in the field relaxed, familiar guests whispered, inquiring about the divine miracle just witnessed. Hundreds of servants flocked into the King’s Palace, setting up seats in the open-air and interiors, also preparing the feast’s delicacies in the palace’s corners.

In just a moment, the tempting aroma of food filled the air. Seated in a side hall, Xiulote smelled the scent of tortillas and grilled meat, unable to help swallowing hard. He had been sitting there, maintaining a solemn posture, motionless since morning, and by now was extremely hungry.

"The feast is about to begin... well, it’s okay if I stay a bit hungry."

Xiulote licked his lips, his stomach growling. He looked worriedly towards the right wall.

"My little Alisa, you must not go hungry!..."

In the adjacent hall, an elderly woman with a dignified demeanor walked in, surrounded by several noblewomen. She then extended her hand, warmly taking Alisa’s arm.

"Come, little Alisa, come with me!"

"Yes, Aunt."

Alisa stood up gracefully, like a light bird, led by Cacamatzin’s wife, leaving the King’s Great Hall towards the palace’s backyard. Before leaving, she glanced over to the left side hall where Xiulote was.

"Aunt, Xiulote hasn’t eaten anything all day..."

"It’s fine. As a Samurai, going hungry for a day is not a big deal."

The elderly woman smiled. She extended her hand, taking a small pot of honey water from a maid, and handed it to Alisa.

"Here, little Alisa, have some honey water first. There are honey pastries and dried fruits in the backyard."

"But Xiulote hasn’t eaten anything all day..."

"Haha! Silly child, you are the most beautiful lotus of the Royal Family! If little Xiulote wants to marry you, he must endure some hardships."

The elderly woman smiled kindly, looking at Alisa. This was her great-niece whom she had watched grow up, kind-hearted and lively, most lovable.

"...My little Alisa, remember, you are the Princess of the Royal Family. Even in front of little Xiulote, you must have your own opinions. Never let him have the upper hand completely!..."

"Ah? This..."

"Silly child..."

The elderly woman looked at Alisa’s worried face and shook her head with a laugh.

"Little Alisa, do you want little Xiulote to love you more?"

"This, Aunt..."

Alisa blushed slightly and nodded gently.

"I do!"

"Good, let Aunt tell you some experience!... In the future, you should be good to little Xiulote, but also make demands, so he puts more thought into you... Sometimes, you can act a bit distant, and other times more open... Give him unforgettable tenderness, but also have your little temper..."

With a smile, the elderly woman gently guided her.

"...Remember, men are greedy monkeys. You must be the top peach, enticing him with fragrance and color. Make him jump to reach, and a single bite will be sweet and unforgettable... The harder it is to obtain, the more he pays; the more he treasures... Your Uncle Cacamatzin, all these years, I always gave him enough face outside... and at home... hehe..."

"Ah? Peach and monkey... Aunt and Uncle?..."

Alisa blinked, slightly tilting her head with a surprised expression. She listened to her Aunt’s teachings, smiled with curved eyes. That smile was so pure, like a lotus emerging from water, such beauty like a snow lotus in bloom.

"..."

Seeing Alisa’s beautiful smile, the elderly woman was momentarily dazed. She reached out, touched her niece’s smooth face, and sighed.

"Sigh! Such a beautiful girl... truly benefits little Xiulote... truly benefits the lineage of the Holy City..."

So, the two left the preparations for the banquet in the front hall, smiling and whispering.

The first dinner was held at the bride’s home, that is, the King’s Palace. This was the last segment of the Royal Wedding during the day. And in the first dinner, the bride Alisa could not appear. She needed to wash and dress up with the help of the wedding envoy, changing into a gorgeous wedding dress and waiting quietly in the backyard.

A few quarters later, the banquet was prepared in the front hall, and the palace became bustling. Although the guests came from all directions, those with insufficient status, envoys, nobilities, and Samurai could leave. There were special banquets outside the Kings Palace for ordinary Samurai, thousands in number. Those who remained in the palace were the elder members of the Royal Family, Great Nobility of the Alliance, and a few foreign envoy representatives.

Aweit gripping the Scepter, sat in the center of the front hall, though smiling, was somewhat disinterested. He was the bride’s guardian, the host of the banquet, and the King of the Alliance. Great Nobility from the Alliance came forward to express their blessings, some even offering poems.

"Chief Divine bless! The Princess is as pure as a cloud, His Highness as majestic as the mountains. Clouds meeting mountains is entwined spring rain, beautiful and moving!..."

"Praise the Chief Divine! The Princess’s beauty, unseen in my life; His Highness’s demeanor, known throughout the lands. The Princess and His Highness are a perfectly blessed pair!"

Listening to the compliments, Aweit’s smile grew stiff. Thinking of the precious daughter he had meticulously raised, now becoming Xiulote’s wife, managing his household, raising children...

"Xiulote, you brat!..."

Aweit pursed his lips, gripping the Scepter tightly, his heart aching.

"If you ever treat Alisa badly..."

In the King’s Palace, the aroma of food grew stronger. The mixture of spices and chili made everyone’s mouth water. A guard hurried in, reporting to the King.

"Your Majesty, the banquet is ready!... Shall we invite His Highness Xiulote to join the banquet now?"

"Oh? The banquet is ready?"

Aweit stood up and looked at the brilliant western sunset. The glow shone over the splendid gardens and courtyards, reflecting in everyone’s eyes and smiles, making it the perfect time for the wedding banquet.

"Good! Ask Uncle Cacamatzin to announce the start of the banquet!"

Aweit ordered solemnly. Then, glancing at the side hall, he smiled slightly.

"As for Xiulote... let him stay hungry in the side hall a bit longer!..."