"What! Alyssa gave birth to a child, and I became the father?!"
In the main hall, Shulot's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly. He couldn't believe it, looked at the king's envoy who was kneeling to report back, and asked eagerly.
"Am I serious about becoming a father?..."
"Exactly, Your Highness!"
The king's envoy nodded respectfully and smiled in congratulations.
"Witness the Lord God! At the end of July, Princess Alyssa gave birth to a boy in the capital city of the lake...a respected little Highness!"
"Ah! This?... Why hasn't there been any news to inform me before?"
"...His Royal Highness is fighting in the Southern Route Army. The king does not want you to be affected by this matter... In addition, the king is also on an expedition, and the political situation in the capital has changed and the situation is complicated... This is also for the safety of the eldest princess and the child.
.”
The messenger lowered his head and whispered back.
"...For ten months, the king specially dispatched personal guards to closely protect the eldest princess. All royal families and nobles in the capital, including the chief priests and elders, had no idea about this matter until the child was born..."
"...Um."
Hearing this, Shulot nodded slightly, and worry appeared in his heart. Not only was the alliance developed in herbal medicine, but also in poisons. The royal struggles in the past dynasties were very sharp, and the ratio of miscarriage and premature death of children has always been very high... He whispered to himself
, a little dazed, a little lost, wishing that I could immediately put on my wings and fly back to the capital city in the lake!
"Alyssa, my wife just gave birth to a boy..."
Born at the end of July... Calculating the time, it should be the end of September last year, after he and Alyssa went to the Sun Temple in the Holy Mountain to worship, and worked hard day and night at the hot springs, the result of a month of hard work sowing seeds.
"Ah! My, my child!..."
Shulot thought wildly, and after being in a daze for a while, he finally accepted this fact. At this moment, he seemed to have entered a strange world, with mixed feelings in his chest and a surging heart!
"...The lost geese hovered in the distant sky and landed gently on the bow of the ship. The young eagle grew up and wandered for twenty spring and autumn years, experiencing life, death and parting...Now, I finally have my own bloodline
, with the continuation of life!..."
After thinking about it for a moment, Xiulote suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, which was as hard as jade. It was the fear of his father's responsibility.
"Can I always protect my family, my child, and let him grow up smoothly?"
After a few breaths, his chest was filled with heartfelt joy. It was the encouragement of becoming a father for the first time, like drinking sweet honey, and he had an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
"Anyway, now I am a grown man and a real father!"
At this moment, fear and encouragement, two completely different emotions, were repeatedly intertwined in Shulot's heart. It was like he was lighting a warm bonfire with his own hands while blowing the cold wind on a cool autumn night.
.
"Ha ha!"
The bonfire burned blazingly, burning more and more intensely, making people feel hot all over. Unable to bear it any longer, Shulot stood in the main hall of Water Valley City, facing the newly carved sculpture of the main god, and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha!...The Lord God bless me and give me new life!"
In the main hall, the guard warriors all looked happy and nodded repeatedly. From then on, the kingdom in the lake had an heir, and the warriors felt more at ease.
Shulot looked up at the statue, laughed loudly for a while, and then shed two more lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.
"...Grandpa, do you know? I became a father, had a boy, and had an heir!...Our family has a new continuation, and you have a great-grandson!...
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"The Lord God bless you, congratulations to Your Highness! From now on, the kingdom in the lake has a noble prince!"
The warrior captain Bertard changed from his usual calmness and his face was full of joy. He sincerely prayed to the gods for the birth of his son.
"May the Rain God bless you and let your son grow up safely!"
In the traditional beliefs of the Alliance, the cries and tears of newborns are gifts from the Rain God. Therefore, the Rain God who controls storms is also in charge of fertility and children.
For this newborn boy, the warrior chief called him "Crown Son" and regarded him as the heir to the Kingdom of the Lake. But the king's envoy called him "little highness" and regarded him as one of the heirs of the alliance. Among them
The subtle differences are each their own, and they are worth experiencing in detail.
"Well!...My child is a boy...I have to give him a good name..."
Shulot smiled and nodded, gradually recovering from his ecstatic mood. He raised his brows and was about to think deeply when he heard the messenger cough slightly.
"Ahem! Well, Your Highness... The Supreme King is extremely fond of this boy... His Majesty has already chosen a name and given him part of his honorary name!"
"Um?"
Hearing this, Shulot was startled. Then he remembered that although he was his eldest son, it was not his turn to name the child.
"What did my father-in-law... give him a name?"
"Your Highness is His Majesty's first grandson... named 'Xohualtecalaquiaztli', which means 'the spirit of light who conquered the earth and walked the world'!
And His Highness’s nickname is ‘Xiuhua’!”
"Hugh Walter Karakia Sawtelle!...Hugh Walter?!"
Hearing this wonderful and meaningful name, Shulot's eyes widened instantly. His expression changed, and he felt that the destiny was arranged in the dark, as if it had been agreed upon long ago.
"What a...good name!..."
"That's right! Xiuhua Soter is such a respected and noble name!"
Bertard nodded heavily and praised aloud. The alliance has strict restrictions and restrictions on the names of nobles. From the names such as "Conquer", "Light" and "Elf", we can see the status of the prince Xiuhua.
Gao... The warrior commander pondered for a moment, waved, took a bag of gems from the bodyguard, and handed it to the messenger's hand with a smile.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Praise the Lord God, praise the king! Hearing such good news, I am really overjoyed!... Your Highness still needs some time to digest this good news.
News. But the noble envoy has been running all the way, it is getting late, and he has to rest in the city for a while. As for the other king's orders, wait for a day, and your highness will have a reply!"
"Haha. Praise the Lord God, praise the king, and congratulate His Highness!"
The messenger held the cotton bag tightly, weighed it briefly, and then nodded with a smile on his face.
"Since the king's will has been conveyed, I will take the first step and leave for the time being."
"Okay, thank you for your help!"
With a smile on his face, Bertard summoned two personal guards and asked them to take the king's envoy to another palace in the city to rest. It wasn't until the envoy's back disappeared outside the palace that the warrior captain looked solemn and looked towards
His Highness was silent and thoughtful.
"Your Highness, the birth of the crown prince is indeed exciting news!... However, King Avit also brought several other decrees... The king asked the southern army to go north as soon as possible and hand over a thousand elite fire warriors
!”
"Well. So far, the South Route Army has suffered not many casualties, but its gains have been extremely rich. One thousand elite fire warriors are divided equally between the three city-state armies and the Lake Army... It should be acceptable to the commanders of each army.
!...”
With a smile on his lips, Xiulote pondered for a while, his face full of calm confidence. By this point in the Eastern Expedition, he had already gained great prestige in the Southern Route Army. He was sure of his word, and every legion was in command, and no one dared to disobey him.
After capturing the wealthy holy city of Cholula, all the tribes plundered a lot of loot. The rich loot made the warriors very satisfied and was enough to appease the morale of the army.
"Father, everything is fine, and the Northern Route Army has just captured the Tree Snake City! The Tlaxcala people are at the end of their rope, with only the last two trapped Snake Cities left!...Next, the king must lead the Northern Route as soon as possible
The main force will return to the capital and take charge. The entire endgame of the Eastern Expedition will be left to me to handle."
"Your Highness, the remaining two snake cities are both strong and steep fortresses that occupy favorable locations. White Snake Hill City is located on a high hill, and Yunshe Mountain City is located in the mountains..."
Speaking of this, Bertard frowned, a little worried.
"It is not easy to capture these two fortresses! And if it is a siege, it will have to be delayed for a long time. The 20,000 main legions of the Kingdom of the Lake are all deep in the land of Tlaxcala in the east, so for Chapa in the northwest
The expedition in Lahu District and the expansion in the southwest Tekos Mountains will all come to a standstill..."
"The main force is trapped in the east, and the kingdom is expanding..."
Shulot turned around and sat down, looking at the map of the world in his hand again, his face showing deep thought. He was silent for a long time, and his eyes first moved northward, stopping at the location of Cloud Snake City. Then, the king's eyes extended eastward, his eyes getting darker and darker.
Shine brightly.
"The endgame of the Eastern Expedition is all in my hands. The East... Bertard, maybe this is a new opportunity! It's both mine and yours!..."
"Opportunities in the East? Your Highness, you mean... the far East?..."
Bertard's eyes flashed, and memories came flooding back. He raised his head and stared at His Highness's mature face. Hulott also turned his head and looked at him calmly.
The two men, the monarch and the minister, looked at each other silently, and they understood each other without too many words. Seven years of time, their hearts were ups and downs at the same time, and many vicissitudes of life were washed away in the warrior's heart as solid as a rock!
"Exactly! Bertard, it's time! Take advantage of the opportunity of the army's eastern expedition... You must be prepared..."
Shulot pursed his lips, his eyes showing deep reluctance and the firmness of a mature man.
"Your Highness! You will always be my highest sun!"
Bertard gritted his teeth and lowered his eyes. There were thousands of emotions in his heart, surging endlessly. His eyes were as deep and firm as the vast sea.
"...I will obey you, no matter where I am!"
"Okay! Bertard, my loyal warrior captain, I believe in you!"
Shulot stared at it for a long time and made a low and solemn promise.
"I once said... The Leman River never runs out, and the friendship between monarch and ministers never ends. In this life, we are in love with each other, and we will not bear each other... The ancestors and the Lord God witnessed this! This oath, no matter how long it has been, whether life or death, will always be the same.
It will never change!”
"The ancestors and the Lord God witness!"
Bertard raised his hand and held the cheek that he had cut with his own hands a few years ago. A new continuation was born in the West, with the hope of life. And the old vows are about to go to the East, complying with the promise of death.
...The warrior commander closed his eyes quietly, knelt down heavily at the feet of the king, and kowtowed with all his limbs on the ground.
