บท 407: Chapter 204: Urgent Winds in the Capital City

The warm spring wind came from the ocean, bringing moist and fresh air that uplifted the spirits. Sunlight scattered over the tranquil Lake Patzcuaro, creating bright sparkles like the smile of a deity. The lake surface, like a massive silver mirror, reflected the clouds in the sky, casting shadows of an unknown future.

In the sky, flocks of geese occasionally headed north, singing the song of flight, overlooking the peaceful waterside. Along the shore of the lake, the fertile fields were already covered with lush wild grass and unidentified wildflowers. Rabbits jumped in the fallow fields, and birds nested in desolate villages. The tropical monsoon never ceased; when human traces vanished, new life quietly emerged. It erased all cruel marks, painting a picture of natural abundance. This was March in the lands around the lake, the vast fertile ground promised by the Heavenly Divine.