The king's laughter echoed between the grain silos, just as the joy in his heart soared and lingered. The splendid sunset slowly descended over the West Mountain, casting a distant yet comforting warmth onto people's faces. King Aweit squinted his eyes, looking at the setting red sun in the west, feeling extraordinarily brilliant, as if it were a blessing from the Western Capital City!
"Praise the Chief Divine! He protects the Alliance!"
Gillim lowered his eyes, offered praise, and quickly weighed the pros and cons. After a few breaths, when he opened his eyes again, there was genuine laughter.
Months ago, the elder passed away, and the High Priest went to the Divine Kingdom. The entire Mexica Alliance was shrouded in ominous signs. At this juncture, the birth of a descendant by Princess Alisa was truly invigorating news!
