The seaside wind blew inland toward the mountains from the coast the kingdom managed. North from the Mayo tribes of Leijin Town lay the Great Yoeme Tribe, who occupied the strip of open-pit coal mines—the Yaqui tribes, the "People of Fire Stone." And beyond the unbroken stretch of open-pit coal mines, among the rolling mountain valleys, at Red Copper Mountain that seemed like a wonder of nature, was the territory of the Opata Alliance, the "People of the Mountains." Farther north from there lay the hunting grounds of the fierce, migratory hunter tribes' alliance—the Apache tribes, the "People of the Grasslands."
Continuing north, one went from grasslands into basin country. Within the great basin ringed on all sides by mountains, where the Colorado Great River flowed and the Cold Wave could be resisted, lived the "People of the Great Basin." And among them, the most renowned was the Navajo tribal alliance, the great tribal alliance with the oldest inheritance on the Northern Continent, which possessed the Mesa Verde "Cliff Dwellers" ruins!
Of course, at this very moment, the ancient city-states and palaces left behind by the departed "Cliff Dwellers" remained sealed in dust like hidden holy lands, passed down only in the mouths of a few tribal Shamans and Sages. And on the continent's western edge at the same latitude of 37 degrees north lay the territory of the "People of Golden Bay," the Miwok tribes, who had already converted to the Lord God. West Mountain Port, the center of the kingdom's West Coast, stood right at the center encircled by the Miwok tribes!
"Praise the Lord God! West Mountain Port's bronze smelting workshops have produced another batch of Bronze Tools!..."
"By the Lord God's blessing! Another small oared sailboat has launched!..."
"The Lord God is supreme! Look, the Miwok