Chapter 366: Dog Village, Chieftain and Priest

The rain in June is pouring down, soaking the fields in the Lake District. In the endless fields of farmland, corn stalks are pulled out, beans grow true leaves, and pumpkins sprout new shoots. Even the weeds poke their heads out and look towards the rainy season sky. The land near the lake is so fertile and full of life force.

Ashulote was wearing a raincoat, a cloak, and a bamboo basket on his back, standing on the edge of the field like an old farmer. He stared blankly at the fertile fields and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"With so much rain, everything can grow. The land of the southern tribes is so fertile. It's really a gift from the Mother Earth!"

Surrounding Ashulote were more than thirty strong Guakili men. Some of them were shirtless, exposing the tattoos on their chests and backs; some had daggers tied to their legs and hatchets slung around their waists; some even carried bows and arrows on their backs and wore bone ornaments. No matter how you looked at them, they all looked the same. The meek peasants are irrelevant.

"Boss Arnold, today the brothers hunted two pigeons and three hares. Please eat together tonight!"

"Yes, boss, we also got some turkeys. They are plump and delicious when roasted!"

"What to bake! The southern tribes have a big clay pot that can be stewed whole to make soup. Add some cheap salt and get some priest spices. The taste will be delicious!"

Several leading men gathered in front of Ashulote and showed their courtesy respectfully. Two of them even secretly dyed their hair red. But in fact, in the entire village of thousands of people, there are only a few real red-haired hunters. Among them, the most capable and powerful one is the "Aluo" in front of him.

"I told you, don't call me boss!"

Ashulote glared at the strong men fiercely, and they all shrank their necks. Then, he grabbed one of them by the chin and scolded him harshly.

"And you! Don't think I don't know where turkeys come from! Don't get me into trouble!"

This is a resettlement village for the Western Canine people in the Red Fox Valley. It is located in the east of Hekou County, close to the mountain and forest border of the kingdom. There are six canine flag troops, a dozen village settlements, and more than 20,000 Guakili tribes nearby.

At this time, most of the canine warriors were recruited by the kingdom. There were only some ordinary tribesmen left in the village, and no one knew his identity as Chief Red Salamander. But after all, he exerted pressure on one side and served as the chief of a large tribe for many years. In the Eastern Canine Alliance, he is the second-largest figure after Chief Chichika.

The cone is in the capsule, and its end can be seen immediately. In the dog-origin village, the strong have always been respected. The young men come from various tribes, and they are constantly colliding with each other to compare their strengths and weaknesses. Even though Ashulote wanted to conceal his identity, his red hair could not be concealed. After he took action to teach a row of provocative tribesmen a lesson, he naturally became the "leader" of the village.

Thinking of this, Ashulote sighed secretly. His identity is really sensitive, so the lower profile the better.

"O Mother Earth Goddess, since you have protected me and survived the attack of sky fire, you will not take away my life again! Lord Hummingbird God, this is your territory, I am willing to offer sacrifices to you, and I have no intention of ever interacting with you again. You are my enemy! Please also bless me as well as the three gods of the Condor Tribe. Please protect me and let me live in peace!"

Ashulote held the sun amulet around his neck and prayed sincerely to all the gods.

Not far away, the old village priest Taiya watched with cold eyes. After seeing Arnold's prayer, he nodded secretly. He made a decision, held the magic staff in his hand, and walked slowly to Ashulote.

"Praise the Lord God! Arnold, according to the Lord God's guidance, when the corn grows five cotyledons, it is time to go to the ground and weed."

The old priest Teia was a native of Prepecha. After the Western Expedition, he was relieved of his position as village priest and conscripted to the royal capital to learn the teachings of the Lord God. When he finished his studies, he was assigned to the ferocious dog village and was responsible for guiding the settled Guakili tribe.

Hearing this, the young men of Guakili stared at the old priest with evil eyes. All day long, the old priest only knew how to urge them to go to the ground. Everyone has been working hard from the end of April to the beginning of June. They have never been so tired. If you are busy working in the fields, how can you have the joy of hunting and traveling!

"Yes, praise the Lord God! Dear Priest Taiya, I will lead everyone down to the ground right now."

Ashulote bowed respectfully. Although the priest in front of him is old and frail, behind him is the entire powerful cactus tribe! He turned around and yelled at everyone fiercely.

"Get back to work! Put your bamboo baskets on your back, grab your stone farm tools, and go to the fields to hoe weeds! Damn it, be careful, don't hoe pumpkins as weeds! You are growing food. If the seeds are buried in the soil, they will produce several times more fruit in the fall, and everyone will be fed by that time!”

Then, Ashulote pulled out the dagger from his waist and swung it fiercely several times, causing a sharp sound of wind.

"Ancestors witness! If anyone doesn't work hard and everyone has nothing to eat in autumn, I will give him to other tribes!"

Hearing this, the young men all trembled. In the wilderness, with the increase in tribal population, there will be food shortages every few years. The tribes sometimes fight each other, and sometimes they directly exchange the old and the weak. They have known the consequences of being sent out by the tribe since they were young.

Everyone was as silent as cicadas, and obediently carried their bamboo baskets on their backs, took their stone hoes, and went to work in the fields.

Seeing this, the old priest Taiya was extremely happy. He had no background in the kingdom, otherwise he would not have been assigned to the newly established canine village to serve as the most difficult, dangerous, and unprofitable canine priest.

Fortunately, there is a dog-born leader in this village who is devout, sensible, and able to control the situation. Thanks to his control, the spring ploughing work this year can be completed in time. You know, other nearby Guakili villages are slow to move, and even the sowing has not been completed until now.

Thinking of this, the old priest Taiya looked at Ashuluot with a kind smile.

"Arnold, follow me, I have something good for you!"

"Okay."

The strong Ashuluot followed the skinny Taiya and walked towards the wooden house of the village priest. It was the only decent building in the village except for the barn, and the others were all huts and straw sheds.

The old priest Taiya approached the dim wooden house, fumbled for a while, and took out a solid bronze hoe.

"Here! Arnold, this is a hoe for you! Its blade is very sharp, and it is very convenient to hoe the grass."

"Hey, this is... sharp and solid bronze?"

Ashuluot took the hoe, looked up and down for a while, and looked surprised. The cactus tribe is so powerful that they use precious bronze as farm tools!

"Huh? Arnold, you know bronze?"

The old priest Taiya was also a little surprised.

"Oh, respected priest Taiya. After I was captured by the army of the Death Chieftain, I have been detained in the logistics camp. Sometimes, the army will let us transport some weapons and equipment. I heard these from the guards."

Axulot lied without changing his face or heart.

"Yes! Arnold, His Majesty's Royal Guards allow you to transport equipment, which shows that you have been performing well."

The old priest Taiya smiled and nodded, and became more and more certain of his choice. He thought about it and gave instructions.

"From now on, you should call him His Majesty instead of Chief Death. His Majesty inherited the Kingdom of Tarasco and appointed the sage of the lake area as the chief minister. He is the sun of our Purépecha people. Purépecha officials at all levels respect him, even more than many Mexica warriors. Mexica warriors call him His Highness, and we call him His Majesty. If we meet warriors who come to collect grain, the word His Majesty will make people feel close to him."

"Yes, praise Your Majesty! Priest Taiya, thank you for your teaching."

Axulot was speechless and had to bow his head to respond.

"Good! In the past few months, I have seen that you are a smart and good child!"

The old priest Taiya nodded with satisfaction. Then, he fumbled in the house for a while and took out a worn yellow paper book.

"Here, Arnold!"

"Uh, what is this?"

Axulot looked at it for a long time. There were three mysterious square symbols on the page, which looked like the mysterious runes of the priest.

"The fundamental book of the alliance, the Ali Sutra. Arnold, read it well, and your future will be bright!"

The old priest Taiya smiled gently, and there seemed to be a gleam in his eyes.

"Arnold, the glory of the Lord God has not yet enveloped the hearts of the Guakili tribes. For the kingdom, if a pious priest from Guakili appears, he will definitely be valued, and even become the third-level chief priest in charge of a parish! You are a pious believer of the Lord God, and the head of the Guakili tribe. You can go this way!"

"Ah, this?"

Hearing this, Ashuluot was confused. He stared at the wise old priest in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Take it. Carry it with you."

The old priest Taiya smiled confidently. He stuffed the scripture into Ashuluot's hand and kindly exhorted.

"Starting from this evening, I will teach you the language of the kingdom every day! Within a month, you should try to learn as much as possible, and it would be best if you can memorize the scripture!"

"Ah? One month, memorize it?"

Ashuluot was a little puzzled. It is definitely a good thing to be able to learn the sacred text of the southern priests. But why should it be limited to one month, and why should it be memorized as much as possible? He looked at the old priest Taiya, but the other party smiled mysteriously.

"Arnold, do as I say. When the time comes, you will naturally benefit! Huge benefits!"

Before Ashulott could ask again, the old priest Taiya smiled and waved his hand, motioning him to go to the field to work. Ashulott picked up the sharp bronze hoe and went to the field obediently.

Looking at Arnold's strong back, Taiya smiled again. He murmured to himself expectantly.

"One month, wait another month. In one month, His Majesty will come here to inspect. The spring plowing of the village will be completed in time, and His Majesty will never be in a bad mood. At that time, I will take the opportunity to introduce you to His Majesty! Arnold, this is your only chance, and my only chance! I can't just be a poor village priest all my life"