Aztec Eternals

In the dimly lit hall, the torches on the four walls burned slowly, making a faint sound. The windows and doors were closed, and only a little breeze from the vents shook the red-and-yellow flames. The flames swayed silently, illuminating the faces of everyone, like the changing hearts of noble people.

Shulot silently knelt down and saluted, recalling the startling glance just now.

Haven't seen him for a while, and Arvet seems to have changed a lot. His face was as cold as a stone carving, his eyes were as deep as a secluded pool, and his majesty was not to be offended. At this time, the king was sitting high on the throne, estranged from emotion, with some kind of divine breath, just like the eagle that flew up to nine days, no longer ugly and real.

On the icy throne, Avet watched the kneeling boy. His eyes changed slightly, and then he lowered his eyes silently, covering the ups and downs of emotions. The king's thoughts were flying, and he was silent. Time passed by like this, the eyes of a mountain were focused on the young man, and there was only the faint breathing of everyone in the empty hall.

After a long time, Avette's thoughts finally returned from the Nine Heavens. He smiled slightly and spoke calmly.

"Shirot, my student, sit beside me."

The boy raised his head and looked at his friend's familiar yet unfamiliar smile. His heart was up and down, and he stood there for a few seconds before he lowered his head and came under the throne, sitting quietly.

Looking at Sherlot's performance, Avette's eyes softened slightly. He stretched out his hand habitually, and then paused in the air. After a few breaths, he continued to put his palm on the boy's hair, feeling the soft touch of the palm, and rubbing it messily according to his own mind.

The young man sat quietly. The familiar gesture of his friend calmed him down. He thought about the next words.

Everyone sitting here has keen eyes and clear minds. Seeing this scene, Gilliam's expression did not change, and Stanley showed envy. The two equally strong middle-aged nobles looked at each other, then lowered their heads and drank the bitter cocoa in their hands.

"Shirot, you should have met these two ministers: Iscali from the royal family, and Tepopolo from Tlatelolco."

Avette's smile faded for a moment. He withdrew his hand again, introduced majestically, and held the icy divine scepter again.

Hearing this, Shilot looked at the two strong nobles and recalled in his mind. His grandfather had already told him the details.

Iscali is in his forties. His eyes were indifferent, with high cheekbones, sunken temples, and a stern, hard face. In Nahua, the meaning of this noble name is the eighteenth month, "the last month", and only the nobles of the royal family can use it. Hearing the introduction of the king, he simply nodded to Shuluot, and the boy smiled back.

Iscali was a high-ranking noble from the Tenochtitlan royal family and held the jurisdiction of some royal warriors. He remained neutral during the civil war between the brothers of the two kings. And when Avit succeeded to the throne, he assisted as an old man of the royal family and became a member of the five-member political group. Behind him are many traditional aristocrats of the royal family, most of whom are the line of Vizily Vettel who holds power.

With his grandfather's detailed introduction, Shilot slightly clarified the lineage of the royal family. Of course, in the Mexica society that advocates force, the age of the royal family does not really matter. Even the illegitimate son of a concubine, as long as he fights bravely, can inherit the noble status.

The boy and Avet share a common royal ancestor, Akama Picchitli.

Akama Piccitri's royal descendants were divided into two branches. The eldest son, Vizily Vettel, and the second son, Isco Atel, became the monarchs of Tenochitlan successively. Montezuma I was a descendant of Vizily Vettel, and from then on firmly grasped the dominance of the alliance.

Shulot's grandfather, Shuttle, is a descendant of Isco Atel and is relatively young. When Montezuma I was in power, he was entrusted to the holy city of Teotihuacan and embarked on the path of priests. According to the precepts, Shuter could not leave a legitimate descendant, and the boy's father was just an illegitimate child.

Avett is the heir to the marriage of two royal branches, representing the combination and balance of royal power. His father was Tessomoq of the line of Isco Atel, and his mother was Atto Tostelli II, the eldest daughter of Montezuma I. Although his parents were close in age, it was an uncle-niece relationship.

Therefore, according to Avit's paternal line, he and the teenager are close relatives of uncle and nephew, and according to Avit's maternal line, the two are brothers of distant relatives. In fact, for the huge royal family, seniority doesn't mean much, and blood ties can't resist the test of power.

In Shilot's heart, Avit is not only a teacher, but also a good friend, and at the same time will be his close family member. There are layers of bonds between the two, and they also share common aspirations. The teenager hopes to maintain pure feelings and try his best to leave a sincerity, even in the future of flying high.

Thinking of this, the young man sighed in his heart. Then, he saluted Tepopolo, who also formally returned the salute with a gracious smile.

Tepopolo was a noble noble from Tlatelolco. Tlatelolco is the northern city of the capital of the lake, and one of the first two cities founded by the Mexicans. The Tlatelolco family had long-term intermarriage with the royal family of the capital, and he was very close to the royal family in blood, and was a powerful representative of the great nobles of the capital.

Tepopolo has a large number of fiefs, thousands of noble private troops and dependent warriors, and also maintains many great noble allies. In last year's royal civil war, he prudently maintained his neutrality and surrendered to the victorious King Avet at the first time, thus becoming one of the council ministers of the alliance.

Tepopolo was also in his forties. In Nahua, his name means "Destroyer, Killer and Butcher". Contrary to his name, his brow bone is quite high, his forehead is sunken, his eyes are sharp and smiling, and he looks shrewd and kind.

After the two saluted each other. Tepopolo smiled gently.

"His Royal Highness 'God's Revealer' is famous, and everyone in the alliance knows it. I and many nobles have admired it for a long time! When I saw it today, it really looks outstanding and has an extraordinary temperament. It is really His Highness bestowed by the gods to the Mexicans!"

Hearing these two warm compliments, Iscali raised his brows and looked coldly again. Gilliam looked at Sherlot with no expression, Stanley showed dissatisfaction, and the king lowered his eyes again.

Shulot was slightly taken aback. Although the other party had a sincere smile on his face, his intuition told him that these compliments were inappropriate. The boy smiled and nodded, but said nothing. Then, he took two steps, gently picked up the simple earthenware pot on the ground, and returned to his seat with the earthenware pot under the gaze of everyone.

Avit opened his eyes again and looked at the boy calmly.

"Shirot, how is the religious reform ordered by the elder now? The Twelve Priests have made a lot of moves recently, and you have never come to participate in the five-member political group."

Under the king, there is a five-member political group, which dominates the military and political affairs of the alliance. The five are intelligence officer Gilliam, heir Shulot, military commander Stanley, royal aristocrat Iscali, and honorable aristocrat Tepopolo. Among them, the most trusted "woman snake" position is currently held by Gilliam, and the military command is firmly in the hands of King Avet.

Shulot respectfully saluted in return.

"Respected king, the religious reform is on the right track. The framework of the fundamental classics has been completed, and the teachings are being gradually improved. The formulation of the new law has also come to an end. The commercial law and the common people's law will be announced soon. Continue to negotiate. The church has made a series of rank adjustments, and literary education will be gradually promoted.”

Hearing that the Noble Law is about to be tried out, Avet nodded slightly. The giant bear Stanley didn't care much, he just looked at the boy with concern. Iscali and Tepopolo looked at each other again, and neither of them changed their expressions. Gilliam sat solemnly in the corner, impressing everyone in his eyes.

"When the fundamental classics come out, give me a copy."

Avette instructed earnestly. Immediately, he looked at the pottery pot in Shilot's hand.

"Shirot, you came here today, do you have anything to report?"

Shiloh nodded solemnly. He opened the pot in his hand, revealing the crystal clear soil in it.

"This is... salt?" Stanley asked curiously.

The boy nodded first, then shook his head.

"This is salt that can be burned~www.readwn.com~ soil nitrate. I extracted it from the salt soil in the salt field."

"Burning salt?" Stanley opened his eyes wide, showing a look of disbelief.

Shulot nodded solemnly.

"Yes, this salt is very important. Please let me show it to everyone."

Avit's gaze fell on the boy's face. He pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Gilliam then stood up and took the pot from the boy's hand. Then he poured out a handful of crystal clear soil salt, and under the boy's nervous wave, he took back most of it. Then, at the suggestion of the boy, Gilliam put on leather armor and helmet, and ignited the nitrate with a torch.

In an instant, it shines like a shooting star. In the dimly lit hall, the soil nitrate burned violently, bursting with bright light, and the purple-blue smoke suddenly floated up, like the sigh of the land of death, exuding a strange mystery.

On the throne, Avet couldn't help leaning forward. He was astonished and took a closer look with interest.

Iscali and Tepopolo tilted their heads back at the same time, showing unease and fear on their faces. For the first time, the priest's robes on Shirot caught the eyes of the two of them, causing their suspicions to change, and they became silent.

Gilliam held his breath, took two steps back, and then gently sniffed the pungent smell downwind. Stanley opened his mouth in astonishment, and Ziqing's smoke choked into his mouth immediately, and he coughed repeatedly.

In the sound of the giant bear's cough, Shilot went to the window, pulled back the curtain of the gods, and opened the closed wooden window. In an instant, bright sunlight illuminated the dimly lit hall, and the deep darkness was finally swept away. The breeze from the garden brings a comfortable fragrance and lively voices, taking away the heaviness and depression in the main hall.

The boy faced the sun with satisfaction and took a deep breath. He turned around, smiled and faced the crowd with different expressions, confident and sincere.