The long boats are swaying, the lagoon is rising and falling, and the bay is busy. Hundreds of people have been busy for half a month, and the kingdom camp in Tiewan Town has begun to take shape.

The priests of the kingdom hurriedly inspected the seeds of the marabu tree, and were immediately overjoyed. The kernels of this tree are indeed surprisingly rich in oil! Even if it is roughly squeezed, more than 20% of the oil can be squeezed out. It is indeed an oil crop that the kingdom desperately needs.

Soon, a few more bags of Malabu tung oil tree seeds were found on the returning fleet of the old militiaman Chihuaco. The guide Heishi also specially reminded that the seeds of this tung oil tree are poisonous, and the oil squeezed out can only be used, not eaten.

The sun is fading, and the setting sun casts a glow. Chivaco, an old militiaman, stood on a hill near the iron mine, watching the sunset by the sea.

Near the iron mine area, the trees are sparse, but there are long grasses all over. And not far from the feet of the old militiamen, there is a large piece of sorrel grass unique to the island of Cuba. This kind of grass is in the blooming period. The shape of the flowers is like a flame, and the color is bright red and purple. It looks very festive.

"Dear Captain Chivaco, what are you looking at?"

"Dear Priest Tomat, I am looking at the red sunset, and I am also looking at the purple flowers."

Hearing this, the corners of Priest Tomat's lips curled up and asked with a smile.

"Oh? Is the sunset beautiful, or the flowers beautiful?"

"I've seen a lot of sunsets by the sea. But here, with iron mines, it feels very different. The flowers and plants on the island of Cuba are not found on the plateau. They look very memorable."

Speaking of this, the old militiaman Chihuaco sighed long and leisurely, with a little nostalgia on his face, and said an answer that was not in the choice.

"Of course, the most beautiful ones are the simple people on the island of Cuba. There is no such quiet and peaceful village on the plateau..."

"Well, Priest Tomat, before I leave, I have a sincere request..."

"Oh? Please tell me."

"Witness of the Lord God! Please, you and the warriors of the kingdom, be a little more tolerant towards the simple Taino people... especially Huitu Puapu, who is too murderous, please restrain yourself..."

"Um..."

Hearing such an unexpected request, Priest Tomat frowned. He was silent for a while before nodding in response.

"Respected Captain Chihuaco, I promise you. The Lord God bears witness that, as long as it does not affect the mission of the kingdom, I will always remain friendly to the Taino people... As for Puap, I will also watch him."

"...Praise the Lord God! Thank you!"

The old militiaman bowed his head and saluted Priest Tomat. Priest Tomat looked solemn and returned the salute. The two fell into silence again, watching the sunset on the sea together, gradually sinking into the mountains and seas in the west.

"Captain Chivaco, have you informed Huitu Puap about what's left?"

"...Not yet. When I was in the village, I never found an opportunity. But here, I'm a little busy."

"Then hurry up. It's better for you to tell him about this matter!"

Hearing this, the old militiaman Chihuaco sighed and promised.

"The one who should come has to come... When the sun goes down, I will go find him!"

The sun quickly set, and the earth was shrouded in darkness. When the old militiaman Chihuaco found Dust Puap, Puap was sitting by the campfire, eating fish soup. Looking at the ready-made food, Chivako was not polite, and sat down directly to drink a big bowl. After the two had finished eating, Chivako looked calm, looked into Puap's eyes, and expressed his intention.

"What? Old man Qi, what are you talking about?"

Huitu Pu'apu dropped the wooden bowl in his hand with a "bang". He jumped up in surprise, pointed at his chest, and asked in disbelief.

"You said, let me lead the warriors of the kingdom to stay in Cuba?!"

"Well. This is a decision I made after discussing with several fleet priests."

Chivako calmly announced.

"Puap, I will return with half the fleet. And you must stay and assist Priest Tomat."

"What? What! Why is it me?!"

Huitu Pu'apu jumped anxiously, and his voice raised a bit.

"Among the warriors of the kingdom, there are several small captains! I have chosen the ones who will stay!"

"Well. Because you... are the best at fighting."

"Why?! If they can fight, the warrior Osprey of the Silver Crow tribe and the warrior Mokain of the Puton tribe can fight both of them!"

"Osprey and Silver Crow warriors will stay here with you. More than half of the Morton warriors will stay, and Mokayin will go back with me. When the fleet returns, they will also be in the Puton tribe. Add some sailors, Mokayin can help communicate."

"Damn! Damn! Why? Why me?!"

Huitu Pu'apu's eyes widened, anxious and angry, even his face was flushed. He pulled out the copper ax at his waist, and slammed the ax **** the surrounding palm trees, with such strength that it sank two inches.

"I am the vice-captain of the exploration team! I have the right to choose! I will never stay! Old man Qi, you and Tomato are not qualified to let me stay here, on this ruined island with nothing. !"

"call!..."

Hearing this, the old militia Chihuaco sighed lightly and shook his head. With a solemn expression and sharp eyes, he stared at the angry Puap, like an eagle watching an angry brown bear.

"Huitu, you do have the right to choose to go back."

Chivako replied calmly, his words were calm but contained power.

"However, I let you stay here, not to harm you, but to save you! If you choose to go back now, your Highness must be severely punished! You may be deprived of your title, you may be exiled, and you may even die !...and staying here for a few years is your only chance of survival."

"What?! Your Highness's punishment? Why did he punish me? I fought all the way for the kingdom, regardless of life and death, and even beheaded the Mayan prince..."

Speaking of this, Huitu Puupu paused, his face changed a little, but struggle appeared in his eyes.

"I also participated in so many battles and defeated so many enemies!..."

"Ha! Killing the Maya prince, what a great contribution!... Huitu, let me ask you, has the Xiwu clan, the most powerful clan in the lowland Maya, started a war with the kingdom?"

"This! It was them... us who attacked first! I just led the warriors to fight back!"

"Fart! Who attacked who first? Could it be that I was blind at the time and couldn't see it? Puap, you idiot! Even if it's been a while, you should have figured it out after so long!"

The old militiaman Chihuaco was furious. He raised his hand and hit Puap **** the head.

"Don't be so stubborn and lie to yourself! In fact, you have long understood that this time, you have fallen into Ticaro's tricks and become the blade of revenge in his hands! Without you, his plan will not succeed at all. No, and the kingdom and the powerful Xiwu clan will not be completely hostile, and there is no room for maneuver!"

"Hui Tu, you pat your chest again and say it again. Is it really credit for you to kill Prince Maya?"

"This! This is...you said...he Ticaro!..."

Hearing the old militiaman's words ~lightnovelpub.net~ Huitu Puapu's expression changed suddenly. He stuttered and spoke incoherently, and the struggle in his eyes became more and more obvious.

It has been half a year since this journey, and the attitude of the priests on the ship towards this matter is very obvious. He is not really stupid, how can he not figure out the real right and wrong. It's just that he has been boasting about his own achievements, anesthetizing himself, rather than acknowledging the reality. In fact, when he arrived on the island of Cuba, he was already a lot more cautious and never made the same mistake again.

After struggling for a while, Huitu Puap finally couldn't bear the pressure in his heart, and shouted excitedly. His face was angry for a while, and frightened for a while, and he walked up and down, yelling repeatedly.

"No! No! I have made meritorious service for the kingdom! I escaped death, came to Cuba with the fleet, and defeated the Siguayu people... I must have made meritorious service!"

"Even if I made a mistake, Your Highness, Your Highness is lenient, you won't punish me severely? I'm so loyal, I've always fought for the kingdom..."

"Chivaco, talk! Am I wrong? Damn it! Don't close your eyes, don't shake your head, and watch me answer!  …"

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