"The fiefdom of the northern continent retains the descendants of Tlaxcala..."
The night wind was blowing warmly, and a lamp was as bright as a bean. The monarch and his ministers sat opposite each other, with Shulot looking calm and Mercat looking surprised. He thought carefully for a while, and then reported back to the king in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, the terms you promised must be more generous than Black Snake Turcotte had ever thought of! It's just that... the kingdom and him still need a foundation of mutual trust... After all, when he leads the kingdom's army into the city, we will
He no longer has the ability to resist. And with the kingdom’s attitude towards the descendants of Tlaxcala…it’s impossible for him not to remain suspicious!…”
"Well...mutual trust..."
Shulot touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and asked with a smile.
"Meikat, do you have any ideas? I can give you the jade talisman and the king's order... I'm just afraid that he still doesn't believe it..."
"Your Majesty, this is where Dark Snake comes into play. You have rewarded Dark Snake generously before. Maybe you can see him again and leave the king's order and promise in person. And the person Dark Snake trusts the most is Captain Chihuaco...
I am willing to go to Yunshe Mountain City with Captain Chihuaco to be responsible for the communication between the two parties!..."
"Oh?! You want to ask for help?"
Seeing Priest Mecat take the initiative to ask for orders, Shulot was a little surprised, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good! Mecat, I will leave this important matter to you with full authority! I will dispatch a team of personal guards to obey your command. I will also write a royal decree and inform the warrior uncle in the land of Tlaxcala
Tad, it will be convenient for you..."
"As long as you complete this great deed...a higher priest level, or want a lucrative job...I will not begrudge you a reward!..."
"Thank you, Your Majesty! I am willing to go to Sunway University to teach navigation, astronomy and geography. I will devote my life to the Kingdom's navigation industry!"
Priest Mekart bowed to the ground, looked solemn, and took the opportunity to request the king.
Among the high-ranking priests, he is still young, has insufficient qualifications, and has no family connections. Therefore, being a priest with a too high level may not be a good thing, and it is impossible to gain real power. And he has experienced these two times.
After sailing, I grew up a lot and gradually started to have some plans.
The best way out for him is actually to go to Shenwei University and preside over the academic affairs. By cultivating students, he can accumulate connections and status without taking risks. And with his knowledge and experience, the only ones he can teach are naturally those in navigation.
Knowledge!
The world is so vast, there are countless tribes in the north and south, and there are unlimited opportunities. The king aspires to the world, and attaches great importance to navigation, so sailing talents will be of great use in the future! And this is what he decided to do after thinking about it day and night.
The best shortcut to go further!
"Hmm? Going to Sunway University to teach navigation, astronomy and geography?"
Hearing this, Shulot's eyes flashed and he took a deep look at Priest Mekart who was lying on the ground. After a moment, he raised the corners of his mouth and nodded appreciatively.
"Mecat, you are a smart man, and I admire you very much! In Shenwei University, the priest teacher of Kingdom Navigation is a position suitable for you. And in the near future, I will also set up a dedicated navigation academy. The first
The dean of the college will be equivalent to a fourth-level divine priest!... And if you want this position, you need two important conditions!"
"Ah! The dean of the Navigation Academy! A fourth-level powerful divine priest!..."
Hearing this, Priest Mekart took a deep breath, and his heart was beating violently. For a divine priest who was born as a commoner, this was almost the highest point he could imagine. And for this position...
"Praise the Lord God! Your Majesty, please make it clear!..."
"Okay! Two conditions, the first is to learn mathematics well. Last year I compiled an introductory mathematics textbook for village priests, mainly simple geometry and basic equations. This year I am sorting out slightly more complex mathematics, including calculations in navigation.
The required time and longitude, trigonometric functions, analytic geometry in geodesy, and statistical foundations in mathematical statistics... Oh, these mathematical knowledge are astronomical calculations and geographical measurements that must be mastered when sailing on the sea. This aspect of the Kingdom
The foundation is still relatively weak, but I have received divine revelation and know the specific direction..."
Speaking of this, Shulot paused and touched his chin with a guilty conscience. He had not used the knowledge he had learned in later generations for a long time, and it had already become somewhat vague. Fortunately, he remembered the general content and could still speak slowly.
I'll sort it out slowly. As for the more complicated advanced mathematics in college, calculus, linear algebra, integral complex variables...well, let's deduce it slowly! Don't rush it for the moment...If it doesn't work, let's leave a way for future generations of mathematicians to survive.
...
"Ahem! Meikat, I will give these two textbooks to you. You must study hard and learn them thoroughly!..."
Shulot coughed slightly, smiled, and continued.
"As for the second condition... I am reassured by Chihuaco's cooperation with you... In two years, you will accompany him to explore the southern continent! There are many new crops and domesticated animals there, which are worth bringing back..."
"Your Majesty's two conditions...mathematics and the southern continent..."
Priest Mekart pursed his lips, just thought for a few breaths, then bowed to the ground respectfully, Kang agreed.
“The Lord God witnesses! Your Majesty, I will definitely fulfill your will!…”
"Haha! Good! Very good! Come, have two more drinks with me!..."
The two of them raised their glasses and drank together, both feeling high-spirited. Priest Mekart had received the king's promise, and the matter had been decided, and he felt excited and relaxed at the same time. He guessed that the atmosphere was about the same, and then he plucked up the courage to ask about the matter that had been worrying him.
It was something he couldn't stop speculating about and never dared to mention.
"Praise the Lord God! Your Majesty, we received the blessing of the Lord God and landed in the territory of the Red Crow Tribe. Later, Captain Chihuaco and I met with the daughter of the Red Crow Chief Amosi to conquer the little chief Alan in the north..."
Priest Mekart paused and looked at the king, whose expression had not changed and was just listening attentively. He licked his lips nervously and continued to speak carefully.
"Ahem! Witness the Lord God! This little chief Alan is not only a very powerful marksman, but also a famous female chief in the wilderness... She is also an unforgettable canine beauty. She is really heroic! It's like...
Like the hunter goddess in the Prepecha epic..."
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Hearing this, Shulot glanced at Mercat in confusion. The other party's tone suddenly became a little strange, as if he was hinting at something.
"Mecat, tell me what you have to say! I won't blame you..."
"Uh...yes! Your Majesty. This female chief of Alan, she...she has an obsidian dagger from the Mexica Alliance. The style is very old. It should be a sacrificial dagger passed down by the priests of the alliance...The dagger has been replaced with several blades.
But the ancient dagger hilt has remained..."
"Mecat, what on earth do you want to say?!"
"Ahem! Your Majesty! On the handle of that dagger is engraved...engraved with your square name, the God of Death, 'Shullot'!"
"Huh? Engraved with the name of the God of Death? Are there any nobles in the alliance who were captured by the Red Crow Tribe?"
Hearing this, Shulot frowned and guessed.
"Mecat, have you asked? If there are captured alliance or kingdom nobles...the kingdom is willing to pay a ransom to redeem them!..."
"Uh... Your Majesty, I didn't ask Chief Alan, she took the initiative to ask us..."
Meikat gritted his teeth, his heart was filled with anger, and he simply told the truth.
"She said that this dagger with a name engraved on it... was given to her by a noble boy from Mexico ten years ago... She has kept it until now, just because she wants to find this noble boy... Ahem! Your Majesty, you have
Impression?…”
"Huh? Ask me? Do I have an impression?"
Hearing this, Shulot was a little surprised. He blinked and glanced at Priest Mekart, who was a little nervous and even trembling. He carefully thought about what the other party said, and finally grasped the most critical time!
"The name of the God of Death in Square is engraved on the handle of the dagger... This was ten years ago? Who else knew how to write Square ten years ago?...Hmm? A noble boy from Mexico? Ten years ago?!..."
"Ah! Ten years ago?! Aristocratic boy?!...My name? The name I carved with my own hands? It's me!
"
"Lord God! That's my dagger! The person I gave it to?...Ah! It's her?! That little girl? She's still alive?!"
Thinking back for a moment, Shulot suddenly opened his eyes wide, filled with shock and disbelief! At this moment, the long-lasting memories suddenly hit his heart, violently impacting his soul, making him feel like he was falling all over his body.
The dreamy feeling in the clouds! After taking a few breaths, he shook his head hard, took a deep breath, grabbed Mercat's arm, and asked loudly.
"Mecat, are you sure?! That's my name? My dagger?!"
