"The great decline took away too many mysteries of the deities! I never had the chance to receive the complete divine knowledge. It is said that during the Golden Age when gods came and went, that was the pinnacle of the corn people's glory!"
The three thousand pyramids of the imperial capital Tikal observed every star in the sky. Thousands of priests calculated the trajectories of each star, mapping out star charts for hundreds and thousands of years. They interpreted the steps of the deities, waiting for the return of the gods!"
Tikalo recited his ancestors' poetry with a sense of melancholy, describing the grand vision of the imagined imperial city, and then decisively shifted the topic.
"Respected Your Highness, actually the Mexica calendar comes from our Maya heritage."
The round-faced Mayan merchant smiled with heartfelt pride. Xiulote listened quietly.