Aztec Eternals

August is a warm cloud and rain, caressing the cheeks of lovers, making people feel heartbroken and lingering. The summer rain fell lingeringly, the breeze caressed without a trace, and the days were fleeting.

The high priest's mansion is still heavily guarded, and the temple warriors are holding torches and patrolling day and night. And in the house where Xiulote stayed, where the fire was flickering, the night was dark again, and there was a faint fragrance floating in the air.

The moonlight is like water, streaming down from the open ceiling, drenching the simple bedroom with brilliance. A beautiful red-edged stone lotus blooms quietly under the moonlit night. The succulent leaves are elegant and plain, spread out in layers, with pink and red edges. At first glance, it is dignified and beautiful, but after a long time, there is a silent charm.

"The enchanting shadow... the goddess under the moonlight..."

Shulot was neatly dressed and sat upright in the bedroom. He stared at the flowers in front of him and whispered softly.

"Flower Moon Night..."

Huayueye, also known as the red-edged echidna, is a succulent plant native to Mexico, belonging to the genus of echidna. Its leaves are slender, with reddish edges, and the overall shape is like a graceful red-edged lotus, which is very popular in later generations. In the Confederation of Mexica, this is also a favorite flower of the nobles and can be planted in a well-lit house.

Naxiu, dressed in short clothes, stood beside Hua Yueye, quietly waiting for His Highness to rest. The weather in August was hot, she had short hair and bare feet, and the short clothes on her body could only cover the vital points, which made people unable to help but cast their exploratory eyes.

Shirot's eyes moved slightly and his eyes moved away. His beautiful face, slender and firm arms, supple and flexible waist, and slender and powerful legs all fell into his eyes one by one. The beautiful upper and lower curves are outlined by the short clothes, and it is more and more imaginative. The young king paused, looked away as if nothing had happened, and once again admired the flowers.

Summer flowers are in full bloom, lingering in front of you, exuding a charming fragrance, swaying with a seductive gesture. It doesn't need any words to be captivating.

Naxiu blinked, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She stood gracefully, silently adjusting her posture, catering to the flickering bonfire, making the attractiveness more prominent. As a priestess trained since childhood, she has more than a dozen ways to hide herself and reduce her physical presence. But at this moment, she did the opposite, intentionally attracting the attention of His Highness.

Xiulote looked away, his face calm and unwavering. Naxiu's arrival was only a few days away, but it quietly changed his routine. As if a drop of ink fell into the cup, it blended in silently, infusing the clear life.

In the past few days, the first thing Naxiu did was to take over the position of Chief Samurai Bertard and be in charge of the close guard of His Highness. Regarding this request, the samurai chief initially had some opinions, mainly because he doubted Naxiu's fighting skills.

However, the young Naxiu was full of confidence and threatened with a smile.

"Respected Knight Commander of the Holy Eagle, the gods have blessed all things and let them have their own strengths. I will not be as good as you when fighting on the battlefield; fighting in the tent, you are not as good as me."

Hearing this, the quiet warrior chief raised his eyebrows instantly. Afterwards, under the witness of Sherlot, the two held short daggers and fought in close quarters in the narrow room, and the first to pierce the vital clothes was the victory.

Alternating short daggers, swift as a falcon. This vicious fight, but it lasted for a dozen breaths, saw the sweat on the back of Shulot. Within five steps, people will be all enemies. No matter who the two are, they are much more skilled than him in martial arts...

The end result was unexpected and reasonable. As Naxiu said, she relies on agility and dexterity to excel in a cramped room. Bertard nodded and conceded defeat with a sullen face, and handed over the guard samurai who was close to him, but he was still responsible for the safety of His Highness's travel.

Next, Naxiu arranged for several professional assassins trained by the high priest's palace to mix with the guarded warriors as a dark line of supervision. Several professional pharmacists were on call at all times, following His Royal Highness's side, with antidotes for common toxins in their hands. And His Royal Highness's diet is also strictly managed and cooked by specialized waiters.

In the wild tropical America, there are too many exotic herbs and poisons, often without a cure, and must be guarded against.

Afterwards, aside from the close guards, Naxiu's second job was to recruit spies from the High Priest's Mansion and improve the intelligence team in the hands of Shulot.

In the Mexica Union, the systematic intelligence organization can be roughly divided into three branches. The first branch is a military scout affiliated to the king and spying on the outside world, a long-distance businessman Pochitka. After the Mayan merchant Tikalo was absorbed by the alliance, he became a glorious Pochitka. He traveled between states with the convenience of a merchant, and then obtained information through trade contacts.

The second branch is also affiliated to the king, and the alliance guards mainly spy on the inside. Arvitt served as the intelligence chief of the Alliance before he took the throne. After he succeeded to the throne, in order to implement centralized reform and monitor the great nobles whose interests were damaged, he specially formed an alliance secret guard to strengthen the internal intelligence supervision.

As for the secret guards of the alliance, Xiulote knew nothing about them, but only knew that most of them existed as warriors of various states, and they were loyal to the great nobles of each state on the surface, and secretly served the central royal family. It is easier for the owner of the Trokampang Mountains to be inseparable from the Secret Guard.

The co-leader of the Alliance Pochetka and the Secret Guard is the Chief Intelligence Officer Gilliam.

The third group is under the high priest group, which is a group of priests scattered all over the place. Preaching priests have the function of confession and can obtain secrets from repentance; ascetic priests travel everywhere, are trusted and respected by the people, and can also obtain a lot of information.

In addition, the alliance advocates abstinence, and adulterers are put to death. The female priests in various temples are the only place outside the family where the Alliance warriors can enjoy themselves openly and aboveboard, and naturally they are also an important source of information.

In this savage age of war, fighting and death are everywhere. Roads are blocked, bandits are rampant, barbarian tribes attack and loot, and life is like a mustard. An effective intelligence organization consumes a lot of money, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary countries to invest in manpower and financial resources to train professional talents.

In other words, if you don't have money and no one, don't think about doing intelligence, it's better to raise a few more samurai.

The Lake Kingdom was not long in the making, and the intelligence team was not complete. Sherlot has included some bronze merchants as external Pochitka, and placed some personal guard samurai in the army to monitor the legions of various kingdoms. As for a more rigorous internal intelligence organization, the kingdom has just invested resources and started to build it. The name of the organization was drawn up by Shulot, and it was called "Secret Guard" as opposed to the Alliance Secret Guard.

Naxiu was born in a temple in the Holy City line~www.readwn.com~ has undergone strict training since childhood and was brought up by the priestesses. Now, she was ordered by the high priest to become the shadow slave of Shulot, and also served as the first-generation head of the "Secret Guard".

Besides being close guard and managing intelligence, Naxiu has a third function...

Thinking of this, Shulot had a headache. For the past few days, Naxiu has been by his side, accompanying him day and night like a shadow, almost never leaving ten steps away. And once it's night, the graceful beauties stand slim and turn into ripe fruits, swaying and swaying in front of your eyes, letting the king pick up.

"cough."

Shilot coughed lightly and looked at the woman who was as moving as a flowery moonlit night.

"Naxiu, I'm going to rest..."

"Your Highness, it's late at night."

Naxiu raised the corners of her mouth and smiled charmingly, her voice sultry like smoke. She took two steps forward, gently stretched out her plain hand, untied Sherlot's robe, and touched her firm chest.

"Please let the shadow slave come and serve you to rest..."