Aweit smiled, nodding slightly. Then, he pondered over the arrangements for the Grand Festival in the Capital City. The expansion of the Great Temple was complete, the High Priest had been murdered, the elder departed to the Divine Kingdom, the eastern expedition of the Divine War was victorious, and prayers for a bountiful autumn harvest were in place. All these five major events were to be combined into an unprecedented Grand Festival! Such a Grand Festival was destined to proclaim the Chief Divine and ancestors, suppress internal and external states, and consolidate the hearts of the Alliance people as a top priority!
"How many divine descendant captives from the Tlaxcala do the Northern Route Army have now?"
