Aztec Eternals

The setting sun casts a splendid light, like the majestic gaze of a **** looking down, leaving a slanted reflection in the world. The tops of the temples and palaces were reflected in the evening glow, shimmering with unsightly brilliance, turning into the thrones of the heaven on earth.

And above the throne, there is an old man who has ruled the empire for fifty years. Xiaguang blurred his face, leaving only a pair of ruthless eyes that embraced the world and experienced the vicissitudes of the century.

Hearing Chief Priest Kechar's words, the old man lowered his head slightly and looked at the young man who looked like a leaf under his feet. Seeing the budding age of the young man, the old man sighed softly.

The sigh of the rain **** will be turned into the autumn wind, and the autumn wind will pass by, and the leaves will rustle down and fall into the dust and mud.

"This child is the grandson of Little Shuter? Thirteen years old this year?"

The old man asked calmly. Time has aged his voice, but it has only erased the emotion in it, but cannot change its consistent hardness.

"Yes, elder. Shurot is one of the many grandsons of the High Priest of Shutel. He is considered a branch of the royal family, but it has been four generations. I heard that in exchange for Shutel's support, Avette Make him his heir. And the first son of the Asaya cartel, Montezuma II, is seven years old this year."

Kechar continued to smile and bowed his head respectfully.

Then, he pondered for a moment, and then added: "This child has Su Hui. Some people claim that he is the reincarnation of the great Montezuma I."

Speaking of which, Kechar had a gentle smile on his face. He couldn't be more clear about the origin of this rumor.

Hearing the name of the deceased brother, the old man's eyes narrowed. He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Kechar. The chief priest calmly bowed his head again.

The old man did not ask. He quietly watched the crowd under his feet, the king and the boy under the banner of the king, and the afterglow of the sun drowning them. After a while, he spoke slowly.

"Ketchar. Avit killed Tisok. Is that right?"

Kechar's eyes narrowed. He carefully considered every word of the old man before he lowered his head and answered cautiously.

"His Royal Highness Avit is more capable of battlefield than King Tissok, and the replacement of the throne is beneficial to the future of the royal family. But the process of his killing Tissok was too rough and damaged the majesty of the royal family. Besides, this seizure of the throne did not Ask for your opinion in advance. In my humble opinion, even if the position is right, it should be punished."

The old man nodded lightly, imperceptibly. This action was keenly captured by Kechar, who had accompanied him for many years, and the chief priest smiled again.

"Troll of the Nezabal family is in Atotonilco, and now there are 16,000 people in his hands?" the old man asked in a statement tone.

"Yes, the elders see it. Commander Trol has lost contact with the Tlaxcalans. He has eight thousand warriors directly under Texcoco and eight thousand warriors of the eastern city-state. After the failure of the siege of Ottopan , the Tlaxcalans will no longer attack, and the northeastern border is now only a confrontation."

Kechar reported respectfully, and then fell silent.

The old man pondered again. This time, he was silent for a long time, the palace was solemn, and Uger also held his breath. Coupled with the sculptural elder guards at the back, the huge palace is like a solidified oil painting, smeared with the red glow of the sunset, and like a silent divine realm where needles can be heard.

"Ketchar, you go meet Avit. Tell him to come see me tomorrow and take over the throne."

The old man was calm and determined the future king.

"You get ready for Avit's succession ceremony. Recall Trol, deprive him of his command of the army, then execute him, and display his head. The charge is for leaving without duty, losing food, and causing the siege of Ottopan to fail. When all is done, Send this message to Biriel from Nezawal and tell me his reaction."

The old man indifferently announced the fate of everyone, just like the primordial sun that controls fate.

"After the succession ceremony, the children of the Shuter family will be handed over to you. Little Shuter has followed his elder brother for many years. Remember to let his grandson go without pain."

Speaking of cold words, the old man's eyes contained a trace of gentleness. It was a long and tender memory, as long as the eldest brother was still in his prime, and the high priest Shuter was the same thirteen years old.

"Follow your will." Kechar still had an impeccable smile on his face. He salutes deeply.

"Go down. I'm tired." The old man finally said.

Under the setting sun, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into the distant memories of the years of battle with boundless energy.

Kechar kept his salute posture and silently backed away. As he passed the elder guard at the rear of the palace, he smiled again and saluted the leading warrior. The samurai didn't respond, he just held the exquisite clay pot in his arms, solemnly guarding the elder.

Kechar's gaze stayed on the clay pot for a moment, then continued to leave with a smile. Behind him is the elder priest Ugel who also left. Ugel ignored the leading warriors and went straight out of the palace.

The two walked out of the palace for half an hour. Uger wiped the sweat from his forehead, let out a long sigh of relief, and then relaxed his slightly fat body. In the late autumn, a gust of breeze blew, making his face a little cold.

"Ketzar, you salute a samurai, it really makes the priests and elders look dull!"

Ugel grinned and laughed at Kechar.

Kechar still had a warm smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze. He glanced at Uger lightly, as if looking at a piece of dead wood. Then, ignoring the jeers, he moved on.

Uger's face turned blue for a while. Looking left and right, I saw only the temple guards guarding in the distance. Then he continued to laugh.

"You should have spread the rumor of the reincarnation of the great Montezuma, right? Tsk tsk, it's really cruel. Even a thirteen-year-old child should use this method!"

Kechar stopped. There was no one around, only the decades-old acquaintance in front of him, he put away the smile on his face and turned it into indifferent disdain.

"Uger, sometimes I really wonder, why did the egret stay on the top of the holy mountain, why would a turkey come in next to it? Stupid and noisy!"

He smiled lightly, and then continued to be aggressive before Uger's attack.

"Please use your big head, which is just an ornament, and think about it!

The child is only thirteen years old now, and he is already a fifth-level coyote priest, the successor of Avit, and the inheritance of the high priest of the Shuter family!

Don't you strangle the young eagle to death when he is still young, wait for him to grow up step by step, and wait until the eagle can't resist and peck your eyes out? ! "

Kechar scolded fiercely, and finally stopped covering up the edge of the chief priest.

"Having an elder priest like you really makes my face pale!"

After returning the original words, Kechar sighed softly. He misses it in his heart.

"Ktoko, my excellent nephew, you wouldn't have died... If it wasn't for him to save Kuluka... Tisok, my obedient student, you died because of him..."

A burst of blue and red crossed Ugel's face, but he was unable to respond due to the momentum of the chief priest. He lost his voice for a moment before replying: "It's true that the High Priest cannot win us. So what are you going to do?"

"Purple foxglove juice, just a small spoonful, heart beats to death within a quarter of an hour. Likewise, ipecac juice, vomiting, heart failure, death. Black hellebore, diarrhea, heart failure, death. Also There are dead red-spotted poisonous mushrooms, pierced intestines and rotten abdomen, internal bleeding, and died in half a day.

If you want to be faster, the venom of the water pit viper will only take half a quarter of an hour, the whole body will be black and blood, and it will rot and die. The venom of the spearhead snake, the five holes bleed, and the shock died. The venom of the viper, the skin turns purple, and it vomits blood between breaths and dies. There is also the ovary of Yutun Yutun. After eating the poisonous juice, he was instantly paralyzed, his breathing failed, his hands and feet twitched and he died.

Haha, no, let's slow down, the reddish-brown shrub mushroom is the best, silently, the internal organs collapse and liquefy, and the death is delayed after more than ten hours, and no one can find it! ..."

Kechar pondered in a low voice, but deliberately let Uger hear it. Listening to these terrifying poisons, Uger's fat body trembled slightly, and his face began to turn pale.

"Kechar, you old poison! Where did you learn so many poisonous recipes? Are you lying to me?" Ugel raised his voice and shouted in fear.

"Ugel, you ignorant turkey." Kechar smiled and looked at the old acquaintance playfully. "Have you not carefully studied the inheritance of our high priest line? Poison can kill people, save people, and deceive people. These are really useful things!"

Ugel forcibly regained his composure, and looked at Kechar with a ferocity.

"Old poison! If you dare to use these poisons on my relatives and me, I will let you know what the revenge of the glorious nobles is!"

Kechar chuckled again~www.readwn.com~ He took two steps closer, his eyes flashed coldly, and stared at Uger, who was leaning back slightly, like a poisonous snake seeing its prey.

"Old turkey, you should be glad that you are stupid enough! Please continue to be stupid. Don't think I didn't know that Hugos went to Avet, put away your little thoughts!"

Hearing the words, Uger felt empty in his heart. He lowered his head slightly, missed Kechar's gaze, shut up and stopped talking.

Only then did Kechar turn his head, resume his kind smile, and ponder in his heart.

"What an idiot! Without the acquiescence of the elders, how could I dare to poison the royal family and the great nobles at will. However, looking at the thoughts of the elders, I still have some nostalgia for Shuter."

"Then use the prepared holy water! Nothing will happen if you drink it alone, but your whole body will be pleasant and comfortable. But if you just drink the samurai's cocoa drink, you will have a headache and bleeding after a quarter of an hour, and you will faint on the spot. If the dose is well controlled, it is dementia, unconsciousness, paralysis of limbs, and hemiplegia. At least a life can be left for the high priest to see!"

The specially prepared holy water is an effective monoamine oxidase inhibitor, and with cocoa rich in monoamines, it can easily cause a rapid increase in blood pressure, cerebral hemorrhage and stroke. This is a secret poison developed by the high priest line, specially aimed at the customs of samurai and nobles.

In this era, the high priests of the Aztecs are the true masters of potions!

Thinking of the younger generation who placed high hopes on the old rival Shuttle, he turned into a foolish imbecile. Thinking of Shuttle's expression when he saw all this. The smile on Kechar's face became more warm and amiable.

He chuckled, leaving behind the dumbfounded Uger, and walked towards the crowd under the palace temple with kind-hearted eyes.

There, there is an ignorant young eagle, waiting for an unknown fate.