Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!-Chapter 1671 - 1191: Waves of the Caribbean Sea, Shaped by Whom… (Part 2)

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"This! Serpent Mother?!... Ah, truly a terrifying and vicious snake!!..."

The Silver Raven Elder trembled all over, unable to stop the chill spreading inside him. His face was full of fear as he extended his hand with difficulty, pointing at the impassive Serpent Mother on the throne, as if pointing at a genuinely frightening venomous snake.

Clearly, the Serpent Mother Miyava was right. If the Red Crow truly collaborates with Qingqiu and the Seaside in relentless pillaging and slaughtering, then retreats to the distant northern plains… The Mexica Alliance would never dispatch troops to a thousand-mile expedition north to find the unknown lairs of the Canine Descendants.

And if Qingqiu and the Seaside were to rely on force, killing all the Great Chief's sons to place the bloodline of His Highness Xiulote in power, the Divine King probably wouldn't intervene, rather pleased to see the tribes controlled by the Royal Family increase… As for those factions within the Alliance secretly friendly with the Silver Raven, even with the intention to support, they cannot interfere in a war of this scale!

But, would the Red Crow Tribe really collaborate with Qingqiu and the Seaside? Without the orders of His Highness, would the Qingqiu Great Chief bring his troops?

The Silver Raven Elder Grass White Raven was uncertain, but thought it very likely. After all, both the Red Crow and Qingqiu are Canine Barbarians; during the long bloody conflicts when the northern Vastec Alliance was destroyed and each tribe was forced southward, there were too many signs of collusion! And if the Totonaq Coast were to join, then only the world where the Vastec people are hurt would be complete…

"How could it be like this? Why like this!… The Silver Raven Tribe, are after all, His Highness's in-law allies! The Vastec tribes and Totonaq tribes have never had any conflicts either, coexisting peacefully… I came this time bearing the Great Chief's gifts, full of goodwill and expectation!…"

The Silver Raven Elder trembled for a moment, sweat forming on his forehead, finally "plonk" fell to his knees, pleading bitterly to the harsh Serpent Mother on the stone seat.

"Res…Respected Serpent Mother! I beg you… for His Highness's sake, for His Highness's bloodline's sake!... Spare the Silver Raven Tribe… We are indeed… real in-law allies… possessing a secret inheritance agreement of His Highness!…"

"Oh? True allies? His Highness's secret agreement?"

The Serpent Mother Miyava raised her eyebrows, seeing the Silver Raven Elder admit under her threat to an imaginary inheritance agreement, only then did she show a faint smile. The little Light Snake blinked, mimicking his mother, licking his lips, raising one corner of his mouth, and then with raised eyebrows, naively said.

"Yay! Mud… soft…"

"Grass White Raven, appointing His Highness's bloodline as the Silver Raven's heir, your words do not count… Papata must personally acknowledge it, conduct a sacrificial rite witnessed by the Ancestors to swear it!… And given the current state of the Silver Raven Alliance, I don't believe he can easily establish an heir without facing backlash from all sides…"

The Serpent Mother Miyava slightly smiled, her tone somewhat softening, yet the aura remained intimidating.

"Here's the deal, you go back and deliver a message to Papata… The Seaside Alliance doesn't need him to immediately swear to establish His Highness's bloodline… The Seaside Alliance is also willing to publicize the alliance with him, helping him secure the leadership of the Silver Raven Alliance, and also ensuring that Qingqiu won't raid… But the condition is, he must send his three adult sons, along with some of the chieftain sons from the great Vastec tribes, to Golden Bay City to study at the Kingdom's Priest Academy!…"

"Tell him, on the surface, this is to establish an alliance oath with the Seaside Alliance, as a condition of peace with the Qingqiu tribes, allowing him to pressure various Vastec tribes. Should any tribe disagree, naturally, the Canine Descendants Tribes will 'pay them a visit'. And privately, this is his guarantee to be on His Highness's side of the ship! It is the premise for Qingqiu and the Seaside not to intervene with force!…"

"And two noble ladies will, at the right time, return home with a thousand Seaside Samurai to visit relatives, helping him solidify the alliance… As for the two Royal Descendants, they are still too young now, the journey long and dangerous, they can wait until they grow older…"

"Finally, I have two pieces of advice for him!… Papata, you don't have the opportunity to jump ship and make a different choice! Even if your third daughter bore a son to the Asar Lineage. Even if the High Priesthood in the capital seduces you with gestures, what can they offer? They only want to gain benefits from you!…"

"Papata, you are not a wandering weed, nor a crow on the wall! Weeds and crows are destined to be the first killed by the Divine Tree and Divine Eagle!… Remember, you've already gambled on His Highness's side, betting two daughters, how can you still hesitate now?!… To be honest, as long as the Silver Raven Alliance, the Seaside Alliance, the Otomi Alliance, and the Kingdom of the Lake unite! The tribes join as one, supporting each other, with three or four million tribes occupying the favorable location… even if the Divine King turns against His Highness, even if the Mexica army invades, they can still defend themselves!… Moreover, the situation has not yet reached that point, His Highness's children are still the first heirs of the alliance!…"

"....."

The words had reached this stage, truly leaving nothing more to argue. The Silver Raven Elder lay prostrate on the ground, struggling for a long time, unable to utter a word. Deep within him, he had actually been convinced by the Serpent Mother Miyava.

The Silver Raven Alliance is surrounded by His Highness's influence, and the tribal noble ladies are already married with His Highness, the interior long infiltrated and weakened. As long as there is a leader like the Serpent Mother, ruthless as a snake, manipulating the grand scheme of things, there really is no chance for hesitation. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Ah! Chief Divine bless!…"

After a moment of silence, the Silver Raven Elder Grass White Raven finally let out a long sigh. He nodded silently, respectfully glanced up at the Serpent Mother, and responded in a low voice.

"Respected Serpent Mother, I will carry your words to the Great Chief… May the Chief Divine bless you! Bless the Totonaq Goddess! And also bless the divinely instructed His Highness!…"

After speaking, the Silver Raven Elder respectfully kowtowed twice, then cautiously took his leave. On the stone seat, the little Light Snake, having witnessed it all, blinked and curiously asked in a soft voice.

"Mother… he… started out afraid of you… then very afraid… and then… suddenly he wasn't afraid anymore?…"

"Haha! Light Snake, he didn't stop being afraid… he just changed his stance, changed his shape…"

The Serpent Mother Miyava smiled, pinched Light Snake's tender cheek, and taught significantly.

"Some people… you break their hard shell first, grip the soft mud inside… then shape the compliant mud into whatever mold you desire… and the final step of mud-playing is to re-fire the molded mud into hard pottery!…"

"In the end, the formed pottery is all your shape!…"

"Mud… into pottery?… into… my shape?… he? Is me?…"

"No! Light Snake, you are you, and he is still yours. The joy of playing with mud is molding others into your own. Just like your future husband, no matter how noble his birth, he must be held in your hands, shaped into your form!…"

"Hmm… hmm?…"

The little Light Snake gazed up in confusion, furrowing his small face, pondering seriously for a while. Miyava watched her daughter with a smile, seemingly enjoying this process of "guidance". Until her daughter blinked, looking at her stunning mother, suddenly opening her mouth in curiosity.

"Then…mother…what shape are you?…Is it father's?…"

"..."

High on the stone seat, Miyava's smile froze, speechless with panic.