"Your Majesty, go slower." Amy saw Ella's dilemma and whispered behind her, "If you have any questions, just give me a wink. Ask our staff members, that's fine."

This sentence made Ella feel relieved and she suddenly became hungry again.

"Amy, I will notice what special delicious food is there on the priest!" She also said to Amy in a low voice, "If you don't have this table, I will secretly put some in your clothes for you..."

"Your Majesty! Please don't do things like a beggar... How are you hungry???"

Ella did not notice Amy's complaints at all. There were only two things in her mind now - one was to eat meat quickly, and the other was to behave without losing etiquette during the process of eating meat. With the previous lesson, she began to deliberately walk in the back of Osomarit, and carefully observe, carefully imitating his every move.

After entering the hall of the main house, Ella saw two long tables in it, and there were some meat and pies in front of each seat on each table: the meat was diced, only a piece of the size of a thumb. The pie was smaller, and even the meat as big as a thumb could not be wrapped.

These things add up to a banquet for dozens of nobles and warriors, and even doubt whether a dog can be filled. Ella was confused, but considering that this might be just an appetizer, she didn't ask any questions.

Almost at the same time, a group of men in black walked in through another door. Most of them were necklaces with knitted teeth, and bones or skulls were embroidered on the black clothes, which made people feel cold. When they saw Osomarit, they saluted from afar.

"This is the priest of the city-state. He was just holding a ceremony, so he did not come to greet him." Osomarit said to Ella, "Let your subordinates sit aside with my nobles and warriors, and we are at the same table with the priests."

"Huh?" Amy received Ella's wink and asked in the back, "Tratoani is the ruler of the city-state? Are he the same table with the priests?"

"Tratoani is the ruler of the city-state and is also the highest priest of a city-state." Osomarit replied, "Of course, most of the time I sit with the nobles and warriors. But since the messenger of the Feathered Snake God sits here, of course I will be welcomed as a priest."

Aztella was glad that she did not ask questions in person. This kind of thing seemed to have mentioned to her before, and it was one of the basic knowledge of Aztlan. If Aztlan asked questions, the Aztlans would inevitably be suspicious.

Osomarit sat down in one seat with Ella, and everyone sat in sequence.

"Today we are fortunate to welcome the messenger of the Feathered Snake God!" Osomarit stood up and said to everyone, "This is a major event that the Aztland Empire has never had in hundreds of years. Let us celebrate it tonight!"

After saying this, it was logical that the next thing was to pour wine into the wine glass and drink it happily. However, there were neither wine glasses nor wine on the table, nor servants served new dishes, only those small meat and cakes were placed in front of everyone. And for some reason, those "people" all looked at Ella, as if waiting for something.

Ella guessed that this might be because she wanted to give a speech. She was so hungry that she just wanted to stuff food into her stomach, so she stood up and said perfunctorily: "Celebrate, celebrate! Everyone starts eating!"

But the Aztlan still didn't look away, but just sat quietly in the position, as if waiting for Ella to do some subsequent actions. Ella hurriedly gave Amy a wink, but in this scene, even Amy couldn't ask questions.

Her stomach rang again. Ella swallowed - although there was only a small piece of meat in front of her, she was very attractive to her, who had not eaten meat for several days and had been hungry for the whole day.

After thinking for a while, Ella came up with the only possible explanation:

"It's because I didn't eat, so they didn't dare to do it first!"

Thinking of this, Ella sat down openly, grabbed the meat from the plate and stuffed it into her mouth.

At that moment, a commotion appeared in the hall. The Aztrans looked at the empty plate in front of Ella with an incredible expression and began to whisper to each other.

"'God's Messenger." Osomarit was obviously a little unhappy. "This is the food offered to the god of earth Tralt Kutli. You should pour them on the ground and then the banquet will begin. This is a custom that has been passed down since the founding of Aztland. Has the Feathered Snake God mentioned it to you?"

Ella's head rang out with a "boom" - the matter was still messed up by her.

The Aztlans' eyes were a little pissed. Ella knew that even if she released the snake in the crowbar now, it would be useless - Izkoyatel was implied by many hints from "Eira is the messenger of the Feathered Snake God", so she mistakenly thought Baslik as the Feathered Snake God, and the same was true for Tessomok and Chimal Popoka. But these Aztlans were not implied! In their eyes, Baslik was probably just a strange snake and had nothing to do with the Feathered Snake God!

Just as Ella was already thinking about her plan to escape, the oldest of the priests coughed.

"Osomarit, as the highest priest of the city-state, you don't really think that the messenger of the Feathered Snake God would offer things to the god of earth, Tralt Kutley, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the hall suddenly made a "Oh" sound like enlightenment.

"As it said, isn't the one who killed the earth god Traltkutley the God of the Earth? "A nobleman muttered below, "The myth seems to say this in the myth: Traltkutley devours everything created by the gods. In order to make the world born, the God of the Feathers and the Smoke Mirror turned into two giant pythons to sneak into the water, entangled Traltkutley's hands and legs, and separated her five horses. The Smoke Mirror also lost one leg for this. Then the gods created this world on the body of Traltkutley."

"It seems that this is the case." Osomarit slapped his head awkwardly, "I am not thinking carefully. Since the messenger of the Feathered Snake Goddess is here, he should not have performed a ceremony to sacrifice to the goddess of earth."

"But, is that okay?" another priest muttered, "if she did not offer sacrifices to the goddess of earth, she would make the earth unable to produce food."

"Listen to it!" Dust shouted below, "We never worship the goddess of earth in the New World, and we are still full of food!"

"That's right." The priest nodded, "With the protection of the feathered snake god, the goddess of earth is really nothing."
Chapter completed!