August is a warm cloud and rain, caressing the lover's cheeks, making people's heartbeat and lingering. The summer rain fell lingeringly, the breeze caressed without a trace, and the days passed in a flash.

The high priest's mansion was still heavily guarded, and the temple warriors held torches and patrolled day and night. And in the house where Xiulot stayed, where the fire was flickering, the night was dark and there was a faint fragrance floating.

The moonlight is like water, streaming down from the open zenith, soaking the simple bedroom with clear light. A beautiful red-edged stone lotus blooms quietly under the moonlit night. The succulent leaves are elegant and light, layered and stretched out, showing pink and tender red edges. At first glance, it is dignified and graceful, but after a long time, it has a kind of silent charm.

"A charming ghost...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..."

Flower moon night, also known as red-edged stone lotus, is a succulent plant native to Mexico, belonging to the genus Pseudomonas. It has slender leaves with reddish edges, and the overall shape is like a beautiful red-edged lotus, which is very popular in later generations. In the Mexica Union, it is also a favorite flower of nobles, and can be planted in well-lit houses.

Naxiu was dressed in short clothes, and stood beside Hua Yueye, quietly waiting for His Highness to rest. The weather was hot in August, and she had short hair, bare feet, and the short jacket on her body could only cover her vitals, making one unable to resist looking inquiringly at her.

Shulot's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes moved away. His clear and beautiful face, long and firm arms, supple and flexible waist, and slender and powerful legs all fell into his eyes one by one. The up and down Miaoman's curves are outlined by the short jacket, making it more and more vivid, which makes people dream about it. The young king paused, looked away as if nothing had happened, and admired the flowers again.

The summer flowers are in full bloom, lingering in front of you, exuding a charming fragrance, swaying a seductive posture. Touching without words.

Naxiu blinked her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She stood tall and silently adjusted her posture to cater to the flickering bonfire, making her allure more prominent. As a priestess trained since childhood, she has more than a dozen ways to hide herself and reduce her body's sense of existence. But at this moment, she did the opposite, intentionally attracting His Highness's attention.

Shulot looked away with a calm face. Naxiu's arrival has only been a few days, but it has quietly changed his daily life. As if a drop of ink fell into the cup, it blended in silently, soaking up the clear life.

In the past few days, the first thing Naxiu did was to take over from the warrior commander Berthard and take charge of the close guard of His Highness. Regarding this request, the samurai commander 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.

"Dear Sacred Eagle Warrior Chief, the gods bless all things and let them have their own strengths. I will not be as good as you when fighting on the battlefield, but you are not as good as me when fighting in the tent."

Hearing this, the quiet warrior commander raised his eyebrows instantly. Afterwards, under the witness of Xiulot, the two held short daggers and fought close to each other in the narrow room. The first to pierce the vital part of the clothes was the victory.

Alternating short daggers, moving like falcons. This dangerous fight lasted only a dozen breaths, but Xiulot was sweating on his back. Within five steps, everyone is the enemy. No matter who the two are, they are much more skilled than him in martial arts...

The final result was unexpected and reasonable. As Naxiu said, relying on agility and dexterity, she excels in a narrow room. Berthard nodded with a sullen face and surrendered his personal guards, but he was still responsible for His Highness's travel safety.

Then, Naxiu arranged several professional assassins trained by the high priest's mansion to mix among the guarding warriors as a dark line of surveillance. Several professional pharmacists are on standby at all times, following His Highness, with antidotes for common poisons in their hands. And His Highness's diet was also strictly managed by a dedicated waiter.

In the wild tropical America, there are too many strange herbs and poisons, often with no cure, so we must be careful.

After that, besides the close guard, Naxiu's second job was to recruit the spies from the high priest's mansion to improve the intelligence team in Xiulot's hands.

In the Mexica Alliance, the systematic intelligence organization can be roughly divided into three branches. The first one is the military scout and long-distance businessman Pochtka who belongs to the king and spies on the outside world. After the Mayan merchant Tikalo was absorbed by the alliance, he became a glorious Pochitka. He used his convenient status as a merchant to travel between states, and then obtained information through trade contacts.

The second branch is also affiliated with the king and mainly spying on the inside of the alliance secret guards. Before taking the throne, Avet served as the intelligence chief of the alliance. After he succeeded to the throne, in order to carry out centralization reforms and monitor the great nobles whose interests were damaged, he specially formed an alliance secret guard and strengthened internal intelligence supervision.

As for the secret guards of the alliance, Shulot didn't know much about them. He only knew that most of them existed as warriors from various states. They were loyal to the nobles of each state on the surface, and served the central government of the royal family secretly. The change of the Patriarch of the Trokambang Mountains is inseparable from Miwei.

The co-leader of the Alliance Pochitka and Secret Guards is Chief Intelligence Officer Gilliam.

The third branch is the group of priests scattered all over the place under the command of the high priests. Preaching priests have the function of confession and can obtain secrets from confession; 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 executed. The female priests in the various temples are the only place where Alliance warriors can obtain happiness outside of their families, and they are naturally an important source of information.

In this wild age of war, battle and death can be seen everywhere. Roads are impassable, bandits are rampant, barbarian tribes attack and loot, and life is like nothing. An effective intelligence organization consumes a lot of money. It requires continuous investment of manpower and financial resources to train professional talents, which is by no means an ordinary state can afford.

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

The Kingdom of the Lake has not been established for a long time, and the intelligence team is not complete. Shulot recruited some bronze merchants as Pochitka to the outside world, and placed some personal guards in the army to monitor the various kingdom legions. As for the 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, which is called "Secret Guard" as opposed to the Alliance Secret Guard.

Naxiu was born in a temple in the holy city. She received strict training since she was a child and was raised by priestesses. Now ~lightnovelpub.net~ she is ordered by the high priest to become Shulot's shadow slave, and also serves as the first-generation person in charge of the "Secret Guard".

In addition to personal protection and intelligence management, Naxiu has a third function...

Thinking of this, Xiulot has a headache. In 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 in the evening, the elegant beauty will stand gracefully and turn into a ripe fruit, swaying and swaying in front of your eyes, ready to be picked by you.

"cough."

Xiulot coughed lightly, and looked at the charming woman like a flowery moon night.

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

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

Naxiu raised the corners of her mouth and smiled charmingly, her voice was as provocative as smoke. She took two steps forward, gently stretched out her bare hands, untied Shulot's robe, and then touched her strong chest.

"Please let Shadow Slave come and serve you to rest..."