Aztec Eternals

In the dark hall, the torches on the four walls were burning slowly, making a faint sound. The windows and doors are closed, only a little breeze from the vents blows, shaking the red and yellow flames. The flame flickered silently, reflecting the faces of the people on and off, just like the changing hearts of noble people.

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

Not seen in a while, Avit seems to have changed a lot. His face was as cold and hard as a stone carving, his eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and his majesty and majesty could not be offended. At this time, the king was sitting high on the throne, alienated from emotions, and carried a certain aura of gods, just like the eagle that soared to the sky, no longer ugly and real.

On the cold throne, Avit stared at the kneeling boy. His gaze changed slightly, and then he lowered his eyes silently, covering up the ups and downs of emotion. The king's thoughts were racing, and he was silent. Time passed like this, the eyes of the mountains gathered on the young man, only the faint breathing of the people in the empty hall,

After a long time, Avit's thoughts finally returned from the nine heavens. He smiled and spoke calmly.

"Sholot, my student, sit beside me."

Only then did the boy raise his head, looking at his friend's familiar yet unfamiliar smile. His heart fluctuated, and he stood there for a few seconds, then lowered his head and came under the throne, and sat down quietly.

Seeing Shulot's performance, Avette's eyes softened slightly. He habitually stretched out his hand, then paused in the air. After a few breaths, he continued to put his palm on the boy's hair, feeling the softness of his palm, and kneading it messily as he wanted.

The boy sat quietly. His friend's familiar gestures calmed him down. He pondered what to say next.

Everyone sitting here has keen eyesight and a clear mind. Seeing this scene, Gilliam's face remained unchanged, while Stanley showed envy. The two equally strong middle-aged noblemen looked at each other, then bowed their heads and drank the bitter cocoa in their hands.

"Sholot, you should have met these two ministers of state: Iscari from the royal family, and Tepopolo from Tlatelolco."

Arvit's smile flickered. He withdrew his hand again, introduced majesticly, and held the icy scepter again.

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

Iscari was in his forties. His eyes were cold, with high cheekbones, sunken temples, and a stern and hard face. In the Nahua language, this honorable name means the eighteenth month, "the last month", and it is reserved for the nobility of the royal family. Hearing the king's introduction, he simply nodded to Xiuluo, and the boy returned the greeting with a smile.

Iscari is a great nobleman from the royal family of Tenochtitlan, who holds the jurisdiction of some royal warriors. He remained neutral in the fraternal civil wars of two successive kings. When Avet inherited the throne, he assisted him 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 Vizier Vettel family who hold power.

Under his grandfather's detailed introduction, Xiulot sorted out the royal family's genealogy a little bit. Of course, in the Mexica society that advocates force, the age of the royal family is actually not important. Even the illegitimate son of a concubine, as long as he fights bravely, he can still inherit the noble status.

The boy and Avit share a common royal ancestor, Akama Pichitli.

The royal descendants of Acama Pichitli were divided into two branches. The eldest son, Viziliwitter, and the second son, Iscoartel, both became the monarchs of Tenochtitlan successively. Montezuma I is a descendant of Vizieri Vettel, and has since firmly grasped the dominance of the alliance.

Xiulot's grandfather Xiutel is a descendant of Iscoartel, and he 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, Shuttle cannot leave legal offspring, and the boy's father is only an illegitimate child.

Avit is the successor of the two royal branches in marriage, representing the combination and balance of royal power. His father was Tesosomek from the line of Iskoartel, and his mother was Atotosteli II, the eldest daughter of Montezuma I. Although his parents are close in age, they are uncle and niece.

Therefore, counting from Avet's paternal line, he and the teenager are close cousins, and counting from Avet's matriarchal line, the two are distant brothers of the same generation. In fact, for the huge royal family, seniority doesn't mean much, and blood relationship can hardly withstand the test of power.

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

Thinking of this, the boy sighed in his heart. Then, he saluted Tepopolo, who formally returned the salute with a smile and kindness.

Tepopolo was an honored nobleman from Tlatelolco. Tlatelolco was the northern city of the lake capital and one of the first two cities founded by the Mexica. The Tlatelolco family had intermarried with the royal family of the capital for a long time, so he was very close to the royal family in blood, and he was a powerful representative of the great nobles of the capital.

Tepopolo has a large number of fiefdoms, thousands of noble private troops and attached warriors, and also maintains many great noble allies. In the royal civil war last year, he cautiously maintained his neutrality, and immediately surrendered to the victorious King Avet, thus becoming one of the coalition's ministers of state.

Tepopolo is also in his forties. In Nahua, his name means "destroyer, killer and butcher". Contrary to his name, he has high browbones, sunken forehead, sharp eyes and a smiling face, looking shrewd and kind.

After the two saluted each other. Tepopolo smiled gently.

"His Royal Highness 'God-Inspired' is famous and well-known in the alliance. Many nobles and I have admired him for a long time! When I saw you today, I really have an outstanding appearance and an extraordinary temperament. He is really His Royal Highness bestowed by the gods to the Mexica!"

Hearing these two words of warm praise, Iscari raised his eyebrows, and looked at him coldly again. Gilliam looked at Shulot calmly, 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 nodded with a smile and said nothing. Then, he took two steps, gently picked up the plain clay pot on the ground, and under the gaze of everyone, he returned to his seat with the pot.

Avit opened his eyes again, looking at the boy calmly.

"Sholot, what is the status of the religious reform ordered by the elder? Recently, the Twelve Priests have made a lot of moves, and you have not come to participate in the five-member political group."

Under the king, there is a five-member political group, leading the alliance's military and political affairs. The five are Intelligence Officer Gilliam, Heir Shulot, Military Commander Stanley, Royal Noble Iscarli, and Glory Noble Tepopolo. Among them, the position of the most trusted "female snake" is currently held by Gilliam, and the military command is firmly in the hands of King Avit.

Shulot respectfully saluted back.

"Dear 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 civil law will be announced soon. Continue to negotiate. The church has carried out a series of job rank adjustments, and word education will be gradually promoted."

Hearing that the Nobility Law was about to be tried, Avit nodded slightly. Stanley the giant bear didn't care much, he just looked at the boy with concern. Iscari and Tepopolo looked at each other again, and neither of them changed their expressions. Gilliam sat in the corner solemnly, imprinting everyone in his eyes.

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

Avet ordered seriously. Immediately, he looked at the clay pot in Shulot's hand.

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

Shulot nodded solemnly. He opened the clay pot in his hand, revealing the crystal clear clay inside.

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

The boy nodded first, then shook his head.

"This is burning salt, soil salt. I extracted it from the salt soil of the saltworks."

"Burning salt?" Stanley opened his eyes wide, showing some disbelief.

Shulot nodded solemnly.

"Yes, this salt is important. Please let me demonstrate."

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

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

In an instant, it shone like a shooting star. In the dark hall, the earth nitrate was burning violently, emitting a bright light, and the purple-blue smoke suddenly floated up, like the sigh of a place of death, exuding a strange mystery.

On the throne, Avit couldn't help leaning forward. He was surprised and observed carefully with interest.

Iscari and Tepopolo tilted their heads back at the same time, showing anxiety and fear. For the first time, the priest robes on Shulot caught the eyes of the two of them, making them suspicious and suddenly silent.

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

Amid the giant bear's coughing, Shulot came 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 comfortable fragrance and lively voices, and takes away the heaviness and depression in the hall.

Facing the sun contentedly, the boy took a deep breath. He turned around and smiled confidently and sincerely facing the crowd with different expressions.

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