"May the Main God of war bless us, may The Sun's Divine King rule over us, may the prophet of Divine Revelation guide us... Let us destroy the Mixtec and win victory in the southern holy war!..."
"Praise the Main God, the Divine King, and the prophet! Please let me return alive to my homeland, and bring back rich spoils... Please let my son grow up safely and become a strong Jaguar Warrior!..."
"The Main God grants blessings! The Divine King illuminates the darkness, the prophet drives away death... Please make the illnesses of the rainy season dare not come, make the grain that is issued not grow mold, make my body always strong, and not be chosen by the Death God!..."
"Praise the prophet who foreknows all things... Please grant me an omen of enlightenment... When will I die? Where should my tomb be chosen? And what offerings should I place, what divine statues should I worship, what slaves should be buried with me... so that my soul may revive in the Divine Kingdom and enjoy a beautiful eternity in peace?!..."
"Hmm? Where is that sound of prayer coming from?..."
Low prayers drifted from the altar among the mountains, winding around the priests' tents on the heights and also entering the nearby camp of the Divine King. Divine King Avet stepped out through the tent flap and, following the direction of the sound, looked toward the altar on the hill, his brows drawing together slightly.
"Hmm... What is this?... Those Samurai and nobles?..."
Avet listened with his head tilted for a moment, and the expression on his face clearly changed somewhat. His look turned solemn as he turned to the attendant Chief Intelligence Officer, "Shadow Dagger" Chiwamitel, and spoke in a low voice.
"Shadow Dagger, is today some special