"Praise Your Majesty! Thank you for your generosity!"
The old Priest Teya immediately knelt down and paid his respects to His Majesty. Then, he stood up and eagerly shouted to the crowd.
"Devotee Arno! Come here quickly! His Majesty summons you!"
Upon hearing this, the person in the crowd named Axolotl shivered. He carefully lifted his head and saw hundreds of eyes looking at him. The village's Canine Descendants, envious, consciously parted to the sides, clearing a path for the chieftain. In just a few breaths, he was exposed in front of everyone like a fish pulled out of the water by a rod.
Axolotl looked around, three hundred Armored Warriors, several valiant Great Generals. There was no hope of escaping now; trying would only result in being chopped into mincemeat. He took a deep breath, his expression calm, and slowly walked toward the King, still holding the sharp bronze hoe in his hand.
