Chapter 1227: Divided and Confused

After looking at each other, the man took the initiative to avoid looking and turned away.

Pipariti, who was standing next to Chen Chuan, noticed something and looked over there following his gaze, just in time to see the man's strong back as he left.

He was startled, with deep fear in his eyes. He whispered, "Mr. Chen, that's Amaru, our Kavatua's divine guard."

Divine Guard?
Chen Chuan took a look and knew that Kavatua only had one Divine Guard in public, and the Divine Guard was a fighter equivalent to the Changshengguan realm.

It looks like this is the person.

However, this Pipariti did not seem to be friendly to him. Since Pipariti could represent the chief, there was no doubt that he had a close blood relationship with the chief.

This group of them is very reluctant to hand over power, and the reason is very simple. After the great chief comes of age and is crowned, he nominally enjoys the ruling power over the entire Kawartua. Now you are handing over things that belong to the great chief to the federation in exchange for your own interests, they will never agree to it.

However, name is not as strong as force. Not to mention that the imperial power is in decline now, if the attitude of the Divine Guards also leans towards that side and they have the support of powerful nobles below, then their thoughts are really not that important.

In fact, when he came, he had not heard that this divine guard had any obvious position. Now it seems that the situation has changed.

"Mr. Chen, we have prepared a banquet for you and your entourage. Please come and enjoy it."

Pipariti's speaking habits and accent give people the feeling of Dashun's past era, indicating that the teacher who taught him may be old.

Chen Chuan glanced at Deputy Captain Lu, who nodded slightly. Chen Chuan immediately understood what was going on and said okay.

The chief or the nobles on Pipariti's side obviously attached great importance to Chen Chuan's visit and prepared a golden carriage pulled by eight white horses for him in advance.

After inviting him to get on the bus, we drove along the main road in the middle, "Avenue of All Souls", and at the end of this avenue was the famous Hatikhan Altar.

Chen Chuan looked forward. Although Kavatua was an ancient city, it had been a religious city before the defeat of the First People, so the city was very neat and the roads were unusually straight. He was facing Mount Turama, and the Hatikhan Altar was located on the top of the mountain.

After tens of thousands of years of excavation and construction, the slope below is almost surrounded by wide mountain roads, various religious monuments and stone walls. From a distance, the whole mountain looks like a regular trapezoidal man-made building several thousand meters high. It stands tall under the sky, overlooking the plateau of life, magnificent to the extreme.

On both sides of the road, there are temple buildings built in different eras. They are solid and orderly. They witness and run through the vicissitudes of history of the First People for thousands of years since their rise.

At this moment, many primitive people who seemed to be here to worship were standing on the temple steps on both sides. Both men and women were wearing traditional costumes. After noticing the movement on the avenue, they were looking at this group of people curiously. Some of them even asked their companions, as if they wanted to know their origins.

Chen Chuan took a look and knew that these people were from the upper class in the city, because they were full of energy, their bodies were flexible, and they were neat and tidy.

As he was looking around, he suddenly heard a faint sound. His heart moved slightly and he looked up.

The voice came from the feathered serpent, and it seemed to want to say something to him.

However, perhaps because he was weak, the sound surrounded him and was only intermittent.

He listened carefully and heard many things through the spiritual connection, much of which was complex and meaningless information, but some of it should be expressed to him.

"Mr. Chen, please."

Chen Chuan looked at the carriage and saw that it had turned the avenue and stopped in front of a manor. He knew from the road that this was one of the manors of the great chief.

The main building of the manor is built with gray-yellow boulders with a warm overall tone. It is surrounded by lush green vegetation and blooming exotic flowers.

The most eye-catching thing is the winding canal, which seems to be the clear melted snow water brought down from the distant mountains, passing through the shallow pool of the manor, circling the garden, forming a string of crystal water belts, which contrasts with the colorful highland plants in the garden.

The ground is paved with polished light-colored slabs of stone, and tall stone pillars stand around it, carved with the totem of Quetzalcoatl. Their positions are obviously carefully designed, reflecting a hint of fantasy in the setting sun and water mist.

After getting off the carriage, the guards were arranged to the reception hall, while Chen Chuan and Deputy Captain Lu, led by Pipariti and several white-robed waiters who came to greet them, walked along the flower-stand corridor into a wooden building hall.

It was now dark, and the braziers on both sides were lit. In the light of the fire, stood a mature man in his thirties.

After seeing Chen Chuan and his party, he smiled warmly, opened his arms and said, "Welcome distinguished guests to Kawartua. I am Xin Hongtu, and I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the great chief."

Chen Chuan nodded to him. He had read this person's information before coming here. His original name was Heril Silapak, and Xin Hongtu was his full name. He also had another identity, the elder brother of the great chief.

This man was sent to Dashun by his father to study. He stayed in Donglu for more than fifteen years and returned to Kavatua when he became an adult. If the sacrificial group had not chosen him, he would be the one sitting on the throne today.

This person is a staunch Dashun person. In fact, if you ignore his attire and only look at his expression and accent, he can almost be seen as a Dashun person.

Deputy Headmaster Lu then said to him, "Advisor Xin, when I came out, Headmaster Xie told me that Director Chen can represent all his decisions, and Director Chen's opinions are equal to his opinions."

Xin Hongtu's eyes became eager, and he said in a high-spirited and respectful tone, "Yes, I have heard about Director Chen's deeds, including everything you have done since you came to Yinglu."

As a member of the Dashun faction, he paid close attention to the changes in Dashun and had heard of Chen Chuan a long time ago. He also learned about Chen Chuan's actions after he came to the Federation. In his mind, this was a truly powerful person, someone who could almost be compared to a god. Dashun sent such a person here, which was enough to show its support for them.

"Please take a seat, both of you."

Chen Chuan and Deputy Captain Lu sat down on the couch at one side of the hall, while Pipariti, who had led them here, stood behind Xin Hongtu.

Several maids came up and served tea to them.

Chen Chuan took a look and found that although the other party was of noble status, not only was he dressed very simply, but even the tea he served was very ordinary, which was not in line with the style of a great noble. This should not be an intentional slack treatment of them, but there must be some reason.

"Sorry."

Xin Hongtu apologized and said, "This is an extraordinary period. I am abiding by tradition and catering to the preferences of those old guys. This year is a dormant year for us Chuzhimin. In the first half of the year, all civilians are not allowed to wear fancy clothes and go out, nor can they have extravagant banquets.

It is only allowed on a few special holidays. Those stubborn old guys said that in this dormant year, we should obey the will of God and do nothing. They do not agree to any regime change in this year. "

His words were full of sarcasm. "I usually hate them and think they are the most stubborn conservatives. However, because we are against merging with the Federation, these old guys are now on our side. So I will give them some face."

After that, he apologized and said, "So I can only use these to entertain you now."

Chen Chuan nodded, "I understand, Mr. Xin. You are very pragmatic and always keep your word. No wonder the country chooses to support you."

Xin Hongtu smiled. Although he knew that people of Chen Chuan's status didn't care about these enjoyments, not caring about them didn't mean that he didn't show enough respect. Now hearing this, it was obvious that the other party was also a practical man, which suited his appetite.

Chen Chuan said: "Mr. Xin, I came here this time because I don't want to see Kavatua and the Federation reach a consensus, but we are outsiders after all. As the host, I wonder if you have any ideas."

Hearing that he was talking about the main topic, Xin Hongtu's expression became serious. He was very cautious. Even in his own manor, he still stood up and looked outside for a few times, then turned back and sat down again. He said seriously:
"We can't allow those political brokers to lobby more people. They suck our blood and wealth from us like blood-sucking worms, and then eat our flesh and bones!"

He looked at Chen Chuan, “Mr. Chen, I think the easiest way is to kill them all right here!”

Deputy Commander Lu asked, "Kill them? In Kawatua?"

"Yes, this is a permanent solution!"

Xin Hongtu said fiercely: "Once these political brokers die, we will directly break off relations with the Federation, and those opponents will be forced to give up those pathetic fantasies."

Chen Chuan thought about it. This practice had been seen in both his memories of his previous life and the historical records of this life. It was obvious that this person had learned it well.

However, we need to analyze each case individually and not take it for granted whether the result can be achieved.

He asked, "After killing them, can Advisor Xin guarantee that the situation will be under control?"

Xin Hongtu hesitated for a moment and said, "With Director Chen here, I think we can control the situation."

When Chen Chuan heard this, he knew that he was not absolutely sure. He said, "Advisor Xin, your identity is very important. If you do something like this and are excluded by the priest group, causing the chief to lose his support, I think this is not worth it."

Xin Hongtu thought about it, grabbed the wooden handrail tightly, and said anxiously: "But if we don't do this, there may be no future."

"No." Chen Chuan said calmly, "Because I'm here."

……

(End of this chapter)

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