Spring floated through the air, and the lake wind was clear and open. Flocks of birds sang, and a hundred flowers were just beginning to bloom. It was precisely the fine season of late spring, a good day for nobles to go on outings. In the southwestern corner of the Lake Capital, there was a small estate with few people and a quiet setting, provided for nobles to travel to and rest. Outside the estate, green reed beds swayed, and several small boats were moored at a nearby dock.
At this moment, outside a stone hall within the estate, several dozen noble warriors in different leather armor were keeping careful watch. And several great nobles in light robes, wearing feather crowns, were seated inside the stone hall, drinking Tequila while speaking in indignant voices.
".The gods created the eras of the five suns! Every city-state is like an independent wolf pack, existing within an order like that of the jungle. The follower-wolves of a pack must obey the guidance of the wolf king. And the wolf kings of each place lead their packs in obedience to the supreme Jaguar king. Heaven and earth are clearly divided above and below, and the hills stand independent of one another—this is the rule beneath heaven that has never changed for hundreds and thousands of years!"
Gorge Gold Clan Chief Pacho drained his Tequila in one gulp, widened his eyes, and rose to his feet. He looked around at the people present, raised his arm, and shouted, expressing the anger and dread in his heart.
"Now, the king and the High Priest Council have joined hands, reaching into the self-rule of the nobles of every state and overturning the old rules! This is like a Jaguar walking into a wolf pack, destroying the unity