The warm April wind was somewhat scorching, and the samurai camp was exceptionally noisy. But amidst the heat and clamor, there was a patch of slightly cool shade, quietly casting its shadow in the remote corners of the camp. The emblem of the Chief Divine stood tall, as the temple samurai, wearing wooden helmets and masks, guarded the residences of the accompanying priests. Following the faint scent of herbs to the deepest part of the camp, one would find the somber curtains and the enigmatic smile of the goddess statue.
"Honored Majesty, Priestess of the Goddess of Spring, Akuitsi, greets you!"
The elderly priestess Akuitsi smiled kindly, her waist adorned with an obsidian dagger, and respectfully saluted the king.
Upon hearing "Majesty," Xiulote raised his brows and smiled gently.
"Akuitsi, the 'Snake of the Goddess of Spring' from Prepetcha mythology... Are you a priestess of the goddess from the Prepetcha lineage?"
