Surrounded by jade belts, the mountains are turbulent. Seven long galleys sailed slowly against the torrent in late summer to the tidal flats several miles away.

The leading ship is a long ship with two masts at the front and rear. The flag of the sun hummingbird is hung on the top of the foremast, and the feathers of the quetzal bird are attached to the top of the mizzen. The mountain wind blows, and the bright feathers sway in the wind, like birds circling in the sky.

Under the birds, a group of crew members were gathering together, staring at somewhere on the deck. There, lay a boy with a naked upper body and disheveled hair. He closed his eyes tightly, the left side of his face was bruised, and a puddle of water was spit out from the side of his mouth, looking in a state of embarrassment.

"...Old Pu, did you slap me too hard just now?"

Chivaco squatted on the deck, looking at the boy who had just been fished out of the river with a bruised nose and swollen face, he felt a pain in the left side of his cheek.

"Huh? If you don't hit him hard, how can you beat the water monster out of his stomach?"

Puap stretched out his hand, looked at his red palm, and rubbed it painfully.

"This is the Three Gods... Cough, the old priest taught me the method. First hit the stomach hard, and then hit the face hard. As long as the water can be hit, the person will be saved!"

"..."

Chivaco was speechless for a moment. He looked at the boy's disheveled hair and bare upper body, but he couldn't find anything that marked his identity.

"Where did this child come from?"

"It must be the captives of Tlaxcala who went south! They fell into the water, were washed out, and floated for a while before meeting us. It probably won't be too long, maybe they are the ones on the boat that just passed .”

Puap narrowed his eyes and thought about it. Afterwards, he curled his lips, glared at Mera Kavado, and scolded.

"The battle in the upper reaches is so fierce that there are too many people drowned. The prisoners in Tlaxcala are worthless. Where is it worth the time to save? The fleet itself is in a hurry!"

"Cough, cough. Old Pu, it won't take long for this easy matter. Isn't the boat sailing all the time! Kavado is also kind, saving someone, the Lord God will bless you!"

The old militiaman Chihuaco patted Old Pu on the shoulder with a smile on his face. Cavaldo dived to save people, after all, he gave his permission.

"...It doesn't take much trouble, why bother to watch people drown..."

Chivaco muttered, and checked the boy's body again. He first looked at the palm of the opponent's hand, only seeing the newly worn callus marks, and frowned. Then, he looked at the other party's teeth. There was no obvious wear and tear, and they were even a little white.

"..."

Seeing this, Chivako and Puap looked at each other, both thinking a little bit. The old militiamen immediately waved their hands and shouted to the gathered crew members.

"Go, go, what are you all doing here? We're going to dock later, so hurry up and get ready!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Soon, the crew obeyed the order to disperse and got busy all over the longship. Chivaco raised his eyebrows and squatted down. This time, he carefully inspected it inch by inch.

"Huh? Got a tattoo?"

"This is, a snake?"

Pu'apu's eyes widened, and he looked at the underarm on the inner side of the boy's left arm. There was a small black snake vaguely hidden under the black armpit hair, which was very inconspicuous.

"Old man Qi, I seem to remember the nobles of Tlaxcala who like to call themselves snake-born?"

"...how do I know these things."

The two looked at each other with subtle eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At this moment, the boy on the deck coughed in pain. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw two huge faces staring at him with piercing eyes.

The young man was stunned, Tong Kong gradually gathered together, and finally saw the two people's attire, which was dark green battle clothes.

"Ah!...No, don't kill me! Don't!..."

The sharp shouts made the old militiamen dizzy. Pu'apu's eyes sharpened, and he stretched out his hand to give him a slap.

"Snapped!..."

"Ah, no!..."

"Snapped!..."

After a while, the deck became quiet. With a bruised nose and swollen face, the young man looked at the ferocious gray-soil warrior cautiously, not daring to make a sound.

The old militiaman winked and told Puap to step back. Then, he smiled kindly.

"Cough! Child, don't be afraid. We have no malice, we saved you."

"...?"

The boy's face was full of bewilderment. Only then did Chivako remember and speak in Nahua again.

"We saved you, don't be afraid!"

"..."

The boy pursed his lips, his expression changed slightly, but he was still vigilant.

"Son, who are you and what's your name?"

"..."

"Son, where are you from, are you from Tlaxcala?"

"..."

"Old man Qi, what are you talking so much about? When you land on the shore, just hand him over to the Mexica warriors stationed there!"

Puap looked impatient, and shouted in his proficient Nahua language.

"In the hands of the Mexica warriors, no matter how we deal with it, it has nothing to do with us!"

Hearing this, the boy trembled all over, with deep fear on his face. He finally spoke, pleading in a low voice.

"No, please don't, hand me over to the Mexica warriors! ...you...who are you and why are you wearing the Mexica suit?"

Hearing this, the corners of Chivako's mouth turned up, and his smile became more amiable.

"We're from Prepeca, from the Kingdom of the Lake, and we're sort of working for the League. What about you?"

"I... I am an Atlixco, from the Quadruple Confederacy."

The young man was uneasy, and replied weakly.

"Please, please don't, leave me to the Mexica."

"Atlixco? Where is that?"

Chivaco was a little dazed. He looked at Puap, who also shook his head in confusion. The old militiaman thought for a while, then said with a smile.

"God bless! You were rescued from the water, obviously loved by the rain god. We have always followed the god's omens and will not kill you... Well, my name is Chivaco, how about you?"

"..."

The boy hesitated for a while. He opened his eyes wide, looked at Chivako's kind old face, and finally answered in a low voice.

"I... my name is Dark Snake."

"Dark Snake? Named after a snake, could it be..."

Hearing this, Puapu's eyes flickered. He looked at the young man on the deck again, as if looking at a valuable sacrifice, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"Snapped!"

Chivako frowned, and hit Puap's hand with the spear in his hand.

"Old man Qi? You!..."

"Old Pu, shut up! Put your thoughts away!"

The old militiaman stared at him, and Puapu became speechless and stopped talking. Then, the old militiaman's eyes flickered, and he looked at the young Dark Snake for a long time, and the other party felt hairy.

"Eighteen or nineteen years old... If Chippawa is not dead, he should be at this age... No, it should be older..."

Chivaco murmured, but didn't know what he was talking about. After a while, he sighed and spoke softly.

"Dark Snake, idlers are not accepted on this boat. Can you paddle?"

"..."

The young Dark Snake was at a loss ~lightnovelpub.net~ and did not speak.

"Can you cook?"

"..."

"Don't you know? It doesn't matter. If you don't, you can follow suit. Soon. Well...you can follow the merle first and become a deck apprentice, starting from the simplest cleaning of the deck..."

Chivaco smiled with resignation. He looked at the mountain bird beside him, and was about to make arrangements.

Hearing what the old militiaman said and seeing the gentle expression on the other side, the young Dark Snake pursed his lips, suddenly a little unconvinced. He thought for a while, and then answered out of nowhere.

"I...I know numbers and calendars, I can see the stars in the sky, and I can draw pictures!"

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