Chapter 440: Guards, Intelligence, and Sleeping
August is full of warm clouds and rain, caressing the cheeks of lovers, making people heart-warming and lingering. The summer rain fell lingeringly, the breeze caressed it without a trace, and the days passed by in an instant.
The high priest's house was still heavily guarded, and the temple warriors held torches and patrolled day and night. And in the house where Xiulote stayed, where the firelight flickered, it was dark again, and there was a faint fragrance floating around.
The moonlight is like water, flowing down from the open ceiling, giving the simple bedroom a clear glow. A beautiful red-edged Echeveria blooms quietly under the moonlit night. The succulent leaves are elegant and light, unfolding in layers with pink edges. At first glance, it looks dignified and graceful, but after looking at it for a long time, it has a silent charm.
"The charming spiritual shadow of the goddess under the moonlit night"
Xiulote was neatly dressed and sitting in the bedroom. He stared at the flowers in front of him and whispered softly.
"Flower Moon Night"
Huayueye, also known as red-edged Echeveria, is a succulent plant native to Mexico and belongs to the genus Echeveria. Its leaves are slender with red edges, and the overall shape is like a graceful red-edged lotus. It was extremely popular in later generations. In the Mexican Union, this is also a favorite flower of the nobles and can be planted in houses with sufficient light.
Naxiu, dressed in short clothes, stood beside Huayue Ye, quietly waiting for His Highness to rest. The weather is hot in August. She has short hair, bare feet, and the short clothes on her body can only cover her vital parts, making people unable to help but look at her probingly.
Shulot's eyes moved slightly and looked away. The face as beautiful as water, the long and tight arms, the supple and flexible waist, and the long and powerful legs all fell into his eyes one by one. The graceful curves up and down are outlined by the short clothes, making them more and more vivid, making people imagine. The young king paused, looked away as if nothing had happened, and admired the flowers again.
Summer flowers are in full bloom, lingering in front of you, exuding a charming fragrance and swaying with an alluring posture. It captivates the heartstrings without any words.
Naxiu blinked her eyes and raised a faint smile on her lips. She stood tall and graceful, adjusting her posture silently to cater to the flickering bonfire, making her attractive features more prominent. As a priestess who has been trained since childhood, she has more than a dozen ways to hide herself and reduce her physical presence. But at this moment, she did the opposite, deliberately attracting His Highness's attention.
Shulot looked away, his face calm. Naxiu's arrival only lasted a few days, but it quietly changed his daily life. It's like a drop of ink falling into the cup, blending in quietly, soaking in the clear life.
In the past few days, the first thing Naxiu did was to take over the role of Samurai Commander Bertard and take charge of His Highness's close guard. The warrior commander initially had some objections to this request, mainly because he doubted Naxiu's fighting skills.
However, the young Naxiu was full of confidence and spoke with a smile.
"Dear Holy Eagle Warrior Captain, the gods have blessed all things and allowed them to have their own strengths. When fighting on the battlefield, I will not be as good as you; when fighting in the tent, you will not be as good as me."
Hearing this, the calm warrior commander raised his eyebrows instantly. Later, under the witness of Shulot, the two of them held daggers and fought hand-to-hand in the narrow room. The one who was the first to pierce the vital part of the clothes was the winner.
The daggers alternate, moving as fast as a falcon. This dangerous fight only lasted for ten breaths, but Shulot was sweating from behind. Within five steps, everyone in the enemy country will be wiped out. No matter who the two of them are, they are much more skilled in martial arts than him.
The final result was both unexpected and reasonable. As Naxiu said, she relies on agility and dexterity to be better in a narrow room. Bertard nodded with a sullen face and surrendered, handing over the nearby personal guard warriors, but was still responsible for His Highness's travel safety.
Then, Naxiu arranged for several professional assassins trained by the High Priest's Palace to be mixed among the guarding warriors as a hidden line of supervision. Several professional pharmacists are always on standby, following His Highness, with antidotes to common toxins in their hands. His Highness's diet is also strictly managed and prepared by specialized waiters.
In the wild tropical America, there are too many strange herbs and poisons, which are often incurable and must be carefully guarded against.
Later, in addition to the close guard, Naxiu's second job was to recruit spies from the high priest's house to complete the intelligence team in Shulot's hands.
In the Mexican Alliance, the systematic intelligence organization can be roughly divided into three branches. The first group is the military intelligence scout who is affiliated with the king and is responsible for spying on the outside world, and the long-distance businessman Pochitka. After the Mayan businessman Tikalo was absorbed by the alliance, he became an honorable Pochitka. He used his convenient status as a merchant to travel to various states, and then obtained information through trade contacts.
The second branch is also an alliance of secret guards belonging to the king, mainly spying on the inside. Before Avitt succeeded to the throne, he had served as the intelligence chief of the alliance. This was an arrangement made by the previous king before his death. After he succeeded to the throne, in order to implement centralization reforms and monitor the great nobles whose interests were damaged, he specially formed the Alliance Secret Guard and strengthened internal intelligence supervision.
Shulot didn't know much about the alliance secret guards. 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, but secretly served the royal center. The change of the family head of the Trocan State Mountains is inseparable from the secret guards.
The co-leader of the alliance Pochitka and the Secret Guard is Chief Intelligence Officer Gillim.
The third branch is the priest group under the high priest group, scattered in various places. Preaching priests have the function of confessing 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 put to death. Female priests in temples are the only place where alliance warriors can get pleasure openly outside of their families, and they are naturally an important source of intelligence.
In this wild and war-torn era, fighting and death can be seen everywhere. Roads are blocked, bandits are rampant, barbarian tribes attack and plunder, and life is like grass. Effective intelligence organizations consume a lot of resources, and they need to continuously invest manpower and financial resources to train professional talents, which is not something that ordinary states can afford.
In other words, if you don’t have money and people, don’t think about doing intelligence. It’s better to raise a few more warriors.
The Kingdom of the Lake has just started, and the intelligence team is not complete. Xiu Luote recruited some copper merchants, as the external Pochitka, and placed some personal guards in the army to monitor the legions of each kingdom. 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 drafted by Xiu Luote, and it was called "Secret Guard" in contrast to the Alliance Secret Guard.
Naxiu was born in a temple of the Holy City. She has been strictly trained since childhood and raised by priestesses. Now, she has been ordered by the high priest to become Shulotte's shadow slave and the first generation head of the "Secret Guard".
In addition to close guarding and managing intelligence, Naxiu has a third function.
Thinking of this, Shulotte had 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. And once it is night, the elegant beauty stands tall and graceful, turning into a ripe fruit, swaying and swaying in front of his eyes, waiting for the king to pick it, testing his concentration.
"Cough."
Shulotte coughed lightly and looked at the woman who was as charming as a flowery moon night.
"Naxiu, I want to rest."
"Your Highness, it's late at night."
Naxiu raised the corner of her mouth, smiled charmingly, and her voice was as sultry as smoke. She took two steps forward, gently stretched out her white hands, untied Shulotte's robe, and then touched his strong chest.
"Please let Shadow Slave come and serve you to rest."