The starry night is vast and invisible, hidden in the distant twilight, just like the world in people's hearts. Looking at it at this time, the stars seem to correspond to the descendants of the gods in the world, like lush city-states and tribes, spreading in the endless world. And this is exactly the astronomical concept of the priests in Central America for thousands of years.

"The story of the great chief...Dividing the princes?...The youngest son guards the stove?"

Bertard looked at the starry sky, and also looked at His Highness. He understands the infinity in His Highness's story

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