On the tip of the moon, the sea breeze blows a distant breath. When night falls, the nocturnal animals in the jungle begin to search and prey. hungry

A young bobtail cat came to the edge of the jungle quietly following the faint fishy smell in the wind. It hesitated for a long time, because there were many bonfires ahead that frightened it, and many Twolegs walking around. But in the end, it continued to move forward, following the smell of fish, and came to a tent without fire. It walked quietly to the side of the tent, and was frightened by the low growl again, jumped up and retreated on the spot.

The low growls in the camp were intermittent, and there were also faint cries and calls, like a jaguar biting a fawn. The bobcat listened in confusion for a moment, then quietly stepped forward again. It opened the bottom seam of the tent, looked out, and then lay still on the ground again, lurking silently. It saw a strong "big cat" constantly biting the "little deer" and even crushing it under its body. The "little deer" was constantly struggling, whining mournfully, resisting and trying to escape, but was always caught by the long legs, escaped and dragged back.

"Meow meow?…"

The bobcat blinked, then sniffed its small nose. It smelled a strong fishy smell, which seemed to come from the two beasts in front of it. But such a huge, dangerous and fiercely fighting beast cannot be captured by it. Then, it turned its nose, and soon found two other sources of the smell, an empty clay bowl, and a ball of wet cotton cloth.

"Crack..."

The young bobcat made a longing sound, then immediately shut up. It waited patiently, listening to the voices in the camp gradually becoming more and more rapid, until after a "tiger roar" that startled the cats, the two fighting beasts were finally exhausted, and they folded together, only gasping for breath.

"Crack..."

Bobcats make short hunting sounds. It seized the right moment, "swish", jumped to the side of the pottery bowl filled with fish oil, and took a mouthful of "jingle", but it was unsuccessful. Its canine teeth hurt, and it jumped again nervously, biting the cotton cloth. Then, it sprang out of the tent without looking back, leaving a low and menacing cat roar from its abdominal cavity...

"Woo! This is mine now, don't steal it!..."

"Well?!"

Shulot was shocked and sat up suddenly, showing his strong upper body muscles. He looked at it sharply, then he looked startled, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Was that just... a cat?"

"Hoohoo, yes...Your Highness, it's a short-tailed cat. Hoohoo...it's very common in the Totonak jungle..."

Miawa lay weakly on the straw mat, her chest heaving violently. From her ankles to her neck, she was rosy like petals. The warmth of the spring made her sweat all over her body, like a water snake fished out of the water, wet, soft and boneless, but it still had a fragrance, which made her feel itchy. hungry

"...It's really beautiful..."

Xiulot looked at it for a while, and his eyes changed again. Seeing the king's reddish dangerous eyes, Miawa's heart trembled, and she hugged the man's hand as if begging for mercy.

"Hoo hoo... Your Highness, in Totonak mythology, the bobcat is the messenger of the wind god. It is a good omen to meet it!"

"good omen…"

Shulot pondered for a moment, remembering why he came here today. He nodded slightly and said with a smile.

"That little cat just took your jacket away as something to eat... What a stupid cat!"

"Hee hee! Your Highness, the bobtail cat is not stupid. It's just like you, it smells fishy and can't resist it..." Hunger

Miawa smiled charmingly, stretched out her hand, and stroked the man's cold face.

"Your Highness, it's all your fault!... After getting so much greasy fish oil, I still insist on wearing clothes... But, it was torn anyway, so I can't wear it anymore... Well, next time, can you be gentler?... "

Hearing this, Xiulot touched his nose, but did not speak. He closed his eyes, felt the woman's touch, and his heart gradually calmed down. With the stunner beside him, he was finally able to release the pressure and rage accumulated in his heart like a wild beast without any scruples. And when everything was over, a rare sense of relaxation welled up in his heart, and even the killing intent that had been boiling had obviously faded a lot.

"If the strings are too tight, the tone will be chilled...Eckart's words are not unreasonable..."

Shulot lowered his eyes for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, his pupils were already clear, and the redness just now was gone. He pushed the woman's arms away, stood up directly, and put on the short jacket twice. Then, he threw his robe to the woman and spoke in a deep voice.

"Put it on! Time to get down to business."

"...obey you, Your Highness!"

Miawa pursed her lips, and secretly cursed a "ruthless" man in her heart. Afterwards, she skillfully put on the man's robe, pulled back her hair, glanced at the obsidian thin mirror, and was sitting opposite the king.

"Your Highness... There is a cat in the tent... I don't have a few clothes..."

Miawa's eyes fluttered, her expression charming. She leaned down, approached Shulot, who was drinking silently, and tentatively said.

"This place is too remote...Can I, follow you...move around the main tent..."

"Um?"

Hearing Miawa's words, Shulot raised his head, his eyes were as sharp as eagles. He stared at the woman for a while, expressionless, before speaking lightly.

"Miawa, I once said that your wise brain is more valuable than your beautiful body..." Hunger

"The last time I came here, I left you with a question: how should the kingdom govern the surrendered seaside warriors and tribal people, and establish a solid and real rule?"

"Come here today, I want to hear your answer!"

Hearing this, the snake mother chief Miawa nodded. She straightened her spine, sat upright, and put away all her charming gestures. Then, after pondering for a while, she asked affirmatively.

"Your Highness, if I understand correctly... the real rule you mentioned ~lightnovelpub.net~ is to control the warriors of each tribe, control the succession of each chieftain, and control the appointment and dismissal of each priest... Armies, tribes, theocracy, you're all in your hands, right?"

"That's right! You're right!"

Shulot nodded slightly, his voice full of confidence.

"The kingdom wants to rule the land of Totonac, and every tribe's military power, political power, and theocracy must be controlled by the kingdom! And all tribes that dare to defy will only end in perish!"

Hearing the king's confident words, Miawa shuddered all over, and a strange blush appeared on her face. She greedily looked at the king's face, and couldn't help licking her red lips. After a while, she giggled, and said charmingly as her eyes flashed.

"Your Highness mighty! I never doubt your might, and I know the strength of the Kingdom Legion... But conquest and rule are like burning wasteland and farming, they are actually two different things!..."

"The burning flame can burn all the dead wood and weeds, and clear the fertile wasteland. However, planting grains on the wasteland requires hard work and careful care... All of these are inseparable from the farmers who grow the crops Woolen cloth…"

"Your Highness, you are an irresistible fire that can burn the land of Totonac and destroy all the old jungles. But, do you have enough farmers to carefully sow and cultivate this new field?"

Hearing this direct questioning of the soul, Shulot's expression froze for a moment. He took a deep look at the woman in front of him for a while, surprised by her sensitivity. After a while, he drank the remaining wine in the glass and said calmly.

"Miyawa, you are a smart woman!... Today is your chance, you don't need to hide anything, you can say whatever you think and want to say! After today, you may not have the chance to say it..."

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