"Marshal, Xo Mole and Priest Tonavewe have already repaired the Divine Giant Eye. The Main God's priests can hold the great miracle ritual at any time!"
"Oh?! Has it been test-flown?"
"It has. The moment the Divine Giant Eye flew into the sky, it caused a collective uproar and worship among the Canul laborers building the harbor, as well as the conscripted Boa militia. Right now, the Main God's Missionary Priests are preaching the Main God's miracle to them. As for Canul city-states and villages to the east, quite a few Maya tribes should have seen it too..."
Hearing this news, Bertad's expression stirred inside the great tent. He set down the brush pen in his hand, walked to the tent entrance, and gazed for a while at the Salt Village worksite not far away, and at the sacrificial plaza by the sea even farther off.
Faint clamor drifted over on the wind, as if mingled with the priests' devout prayers and the awed repetitions of the Maya tribesfolk. Bertad listened closely for a while, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, then gave his orders with a smile.
"Very good! Then send out envoys to notify the Mayapan Royal Family, the nobles of the Canul tribes, the headmen of the Boa Clan, and the barbarian chiefs of the Pudun tribes... Invite them all to come to Salt Village at the end of next month, to witness the Main God's descending miracle, the immortal Sky Festival!"
"Yes, Marshal!"
His trusted aide hurried away, and the swift-footed envoys would soon be on the road. Bertad clasped his hands behind his back and gazed for a long time at the Salt Village worksite, at the earthen city and reservoirs already beginning to take shape, before finally turning back into the tent.
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