Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

Chapter 1378 - 933: Rose and Violet Orchid, Water Serpent and Wildcat

In the tropical seaside, there is no winter, only a long deep autumn. The summer’s heavy rains subside in the deep autumn, gradually becoming sparse, and then the rain leaves no trace. The verdant land of the seaside is filled everywhere with the scenery of deep autumn.In the fields, lush bean sprouts rejuvenate the land with nitrogen-fixing vitality. The edges of the farmland are adorned with blooming flowers, seemingly like spring. In the distant sea and sky, there is the song of flying birds. The red falcon and white eagle of the seaside soar high in the sky, chasing each other into the distance,

"Yoyo!"

The wind scatters the clouds, the birds sing far away. The rain leaves no trace, and as the pen falls, only spring scenery remains. In the spring-filled courtyard, Snake Woman Miyava lazily reclines, eating the fruits and pastries brought by the maidservants, replenishing her sugar and energy. Beside her, Yilian, the scribe, lies quietly like a sleeping mountain cat. In the mountain cat’s dream, a red-bellied squirrel from the Colima Mountain Region runs freely, even growing wings and flying across the sky.

"Yilian, little sister, wake up. Have some sweets!..."

Snake Woman Miyava beams with a smile, in high spirits, pointing to the blanket spread out in front of her. There, a large circle of tropical fruits is artfully arranged. Yilian, the scribe, drowsily opens her eyes, looking at the fruits before her, and can’t help but lick her lips like a hungry mountain cat.

"Hmm...what are these?"

"Sand Dune Guavas, with brown skin and orange flesh. These guavas are the sweetest in the world! One bite and you’ll find it unforgettable!... How is it? Tasty?"

"Hmm... Not sour, very sweet!... Delicious!"

Yilian, the scribe, took a bite of the fruit, and her eyes immediately lit up, like a cat in the night. Snake Woman Miyava chuckled, picking up a bright red fruit, cutting it in half personally, and warmly offering it to Yilian.

"Here! Try this! Fire red Pimlia (pitahaya), very crisp and sweet!..."

"Hmm... Ah! Chief Divine! Delicious!"

Yilian, the scribe, tasted a few bites, her eyes lighting up again. "Pimlia" is the name given by the Totonac tribes, and in later generations, when this fruit reached the Old Continent, it was called dragon fruit. At this moment, it could only be tasted in the tropical regions of America.

"Hehe! Good little sister, try this too! Moaqvatl, a delicious little water peach! The flesh is tender, and the juice is sweet!"

"Mmm...mmm!"

"Good little sister! Eat slowly now! Come, sister will wipe you off, you’re covered in juice, truly a little gluttonous cat!... Hmm, then have a small one! Colivalte, red-orange passion fruit from the Western Tribes!"

"Oh! Such fragrant fruit... Hmm, sweet with a hint of sour, but not at all harsh on the teeth!"

As she spoke, Yilian, the scribe, grinned, showing her white teeth. She valued her appearance very much, chewing on sapodilla tree gum every day. Of course, the side effect might be her round, plump face, always carrying a bit of baby fat, full of a youthful vibe.

"Haha! Truly an adorable good little sister! Here, and this one, apple xalimaya, or sweet hazelnuts. Hmm, beside it is apple dessert, made with fine cornmeal and wild honey!..."

"Wow! Such exquisite desserts? Hmm... In the Colima Mountain Region, and even by His Highness’s side, I rarely get to eat these... mmm!..."

"Indeed! These are made by sister’s own hands. His Highness does have some, he just never eats too much... Yilian, little sister, if you like, I can make some more each time and give you a portion... Oh! There’s also jam, blackberry jam, and zicao jam..."

Snake Woman Miyava’s smile is gentle, her demeanor warm, making people feel like a spring breeze. She had plans in mind, intending to draw Yilian closer, quickly making her dizzy with joy and intimacy.

"Yilian, little sister, the blackberry jam has a stronger fruity aroma, slightly sweet and sour, very soft, best eaten with pastries... Zicao jam is slightly astringent amidst its sweet and sour taste, but after experiencing the taste, it leaves some aftertaste. Actually, its best way to eat is paired with the soft black persimmon to offset the overly sweet nature of the black persimmon... Hmm, His Highness actually likes zicao jam very much!..."

"Oh! Really? Hmm... Miyava sister... Hmm, then could you...you know, teach me, especially the things His Highness likes to eat..."

Yilian, the scribe, widened her eyes and blinked. After this intimate exchange, her attitude toward Snake Woman Miyava became as if they were sisters. After all, she had been the most favored youngest daughter of the Chief of Colima, and later studied at Divine Power University. Even when she came to Xiulote’s side, she had not experienced much conflict... Such a simple experience, how could she compete with Snake Woman Miyava...

"Alright! Yilian, little sister, whatever you want to eat, want to learn, sister can help you!... Even if, it’s eating His Highness..."

"Ah! I... I didn’t!"

Upon hearing this, Yilian, the official scribe, suddenly looked flustered. She stood up, seemingly wanting to escape, but her body was too weak to muster any strength. The Snake Woman Miyava reached out to pull her back, effortlessly pulling the reluctant mountain cat back.

"Hehe! Sister Yilian, you haven’t finished yet! You must taste this! The golden pineapple, known to be the best around Golden Bay City, and the finest pineapple in the world! This type of pineapple has almost no sourness, the flesh is like sandy pulp, melting in your mouth... His Highness’s favorite, this fruit and the wine made from it!..."

"Mm... Ah! Mm... Delicious! ...Mm... Sister Miyava, you have access to so many good things! ...When I was in the Colima Mountain Region, we didn’t have these..."

"Hehe, I only got to enjoy such luxuries after being with His Highness, and bearing His Highness’s child... Actually, sister Yilian, your background in the Colima Tribes is also a powerful force... And with your status, if you were to bear His Highness’s child... Hehe! Sister Yilian, don’t you desire it?..."

"Ah! This! I do... want it... but, but... no matter how I dress up... His Highness has never asked me to stay the night! ...Wuwu!"

Upon hearing this, the Snake Woman Miyava’s eyes sparkled. She waved her hand, and the hefty maidservants around quietly left.

The origins of these maidservants were, in fact, the noble ladies of various seaside tribes. As the kingdom’s eastern expedition forces established a foundation at the seaside, revealing the momentum of unification... the tribes that submitted hastily presented attractive tribal noblewomen to her and the King. But Miyava knew what she was doing and selectively chose only hefty and obedient tribal women. As for those girls who were top-tier in figure and appearance, not a single one was kept...

"Haha! If you want to seduce His Highness and birth a seaside Divine Descendant... that would mean being my enemy, and the enemy of the child in my belly!..."

Thinking of this, a glint of cold flashed in the Snake Woman Miyava’s eyes. She was very aware of where her power and position originated!

Therefore, ever since she became the King’s woman, she restrained her seductive demeanor, revealing it only before the King, never letting another man touch her at all. And like today, she was truly longing too much and thus enticed His Highness’s scribe Yilian. This scheme was, of course, not just a momentary impulse...

Thinking of this, the Snake Woman Miyava lowered her gaze and subtly raised the corners of her mouth. She leaned close to the entranced, dazed girl, whispering softly in her ear.

"Good sister, just this, this... sister will help you... Mm... preparing some Deer Blood Wine..."

"Ah! Chief Divine! This... we... push down His Highness? ... Sister... His Highness won’t be mad, right?..."

"How could he be... His Highness has long had a fondness for you! Otherwise, why would he have placed you by his side as a scribe? ... There’s just a little something missing between you two... Sister will help you... together..."

"Ah, this! ... This... I... Sister Miyava, you... won’t be angry?"

"Haha! No, I won’t! With His Highness’s wisdom and divine might, he is destined to have many women! Moreover, above us, there exists someone truly strong, profoundly revered..."

The Snake Woman Miyava’s tone was alluring, like a vibrant, thorny seaside rose, enticing the innocent, carefree Colima Zilan. To her, pushing this noble chief’s daughter from Colima into His Highness’s arms... posed no threat to her power in the Seaside Lands, but only potential benefits!

The Snake Woman’s foundation lies with the Totonac tribes by the seaside. Yilian’s foundation, however, is in the distant Colima Mountain Region. The two were actually potential allies in confronting someone truly strong, profoundly revered...

Thinking of this, the Snake Woman Miyava lowered her gaze, lightly biting her lip. Besides these long-term considerations, she truly needed to find a reliable ally by His Highness’s side!

Lately, His Highness’s coldness towards her, and the Guard Commander’s reminders, had been instilling her with intense insecurity. She constantly worried that while pregnant, a noble lady from the Totonac tribes would climb into His Highness’s bed... Especially the deeply rooted, numerous Cimpo tribes, eyeing her current position in the seaside lands covetously...

And today, the two documents Yilian delivered further triggered her sense of unease to its peak! His Highness had already made a decision, curtailing her power, completing all arrangements before finally informing her... She urgently needed a source of information, such as... an obviously delightful, carefree scribe like Yilian.

"Chief Divine witness! Sister Yilian, leave everything to sister... I promise I will help you!"

"Mm... this... I... Sister Miyava... praise Chief Divine, you are so wonderful!..."

"So good! Chief Divine bless us! My good sister... From now on, we’re family!... Hehe!"

Low whispers, accompanied by bursts of laughter, dissipated in the breezy wooden house. Roses and Zilan blossomed vibrantly or romantically, swaying and sticking closely to the flowers. The soft Water Serpent smiled, the cute mountain cat blinked her eyes, for the first time, they came together. And the strong Jaguar was yet unaware of what kind of entwined fate, deeply memorable, awaited...