"Make sure to store the grain properly, don't let it get damp!"
"Chief Divine bless us! The kingdom's army has already conquered Golden Bay City..."
"Yes! Your Majesty is invincible and will soon reach here!..."
Everyone nodded and whispered among themselves for a while, then fell silent again. Priest Mekate pondered for a moment, grasped the amulet around his neck, and prayed devoutly.
"Chief Divine bless us! Through terrible storms, across enemy blockades, through boundless waves, may we reach the shores of the Kingdom..."
Upon hearing Priest Mekate's words, the old militia member Chiwaco raised an eyebrow. He gazed at the night sky to the East, and the difficulties of the return journey vividly played in his mind.
Last October, four longships carrying two hundred people set sail for the return journey from the vicinity of the Mayali Region, departing from Iron Bay Town established by the Kingdom. He led the fleet along the northern coast, heading west all the way.
