Upon hearing this, Pachakutk's blood immediately froze.
His mind went blank after a brief moment of clarity.
He could no longer tell whether the other party had already noticed or it was just a coincidence.
"Isn't that interesting, Your Majesty Pachakutek!"
Musa continued, his fingers lightly tracing the surface of one of the breads.
Then, Musa gestured to Pachakutk that he wanted to pick up a loaf of bread to look at, but before Pachakutk could respond, he picked it up himself.
"The same quality, the same manufacturing process?!"
"King Pachakutek, don't you think the resemblance is a bit too striking!?"
Pachakutek now felt as if he were on the edge of a cliff, and one wrong step would send him plunging into an abyss.
After all, he had promised the Holy Pharaoh that he would never let today's events be leaked.
But now, Musa has already figured out that this thing is connected to Holy Egypt!
However, Musa's expression was merely one of astonishment, showing no hint of smugness at exposing the lie, nor any malice in uncovering the secret.
That struck Pachakutk as odd.
"This...maybe, maybe it's just a coincidence."
"How could it possibly be from Holy Egypt?!"
Upon hearing this, Musa stared at Pachakutek in shock, as if he had heard something incomprehensible.
"coincide?"
"King Pachakutek! In this world, coincidences are far fewer than we imagine, while human intervention is far more common!"
"This ingredient and this cooking technique are already extremely rare!"
"If King Pachakutek believes this to be a coincidence, it is far too far-fetched."
As Musa finished speaking, he slowly stood up and patted the breadcrumbs off his hands.
“But Pachakutk is right, who can say for sure about these things?”
"perhaps......"
Pachakutek listened to the other person's words, then nervously swallowed again.
"Perhaps, the Holy Pharaoh bought it and shared it with us immediately because he found such a wonderful thing."
"Such things are rare, but not entirely impossible."
"It's a pity, I originally thought that the bread was produced by Holy Egypt itself. I remember that the guards of Holy Egypt were very proud when they handed it to my warriors."
"So that's how it came about..."
Pachakutk was taken aback when he heard this.
Clearly, he hadn't expected Musa to reach such a conclusion.
But Pachakutek still felt something was strange.
Musa's words were like a mystery to Pachakutek, both an all-knowing hint and a deliberate misdirection.
Pachakutk had no way of knowing the other party's true intentions and could only remain cautiously silent.
Fortunately, Musa seemed to be planning to leave at this point.
"Anyway! I'm glad to see that old friends can still get food supplies under these circumstances!"
"It seems that the Holy Pharaoh told you the method of purchase, which is why you made this move and arranged to trade with them here, right?"
Pachakutk was taken aback when he heard this.
He never expected that Musa would think that the people trading with Pachakutk were the small merchants who sold things at sea, as Pachakutk had mentioned!
"After all, I can understand your situation very well, King Pachakutek."
"Don't worry, I will keep this matter a secret and will not let a third person know about it."
Pachakutek remained silent, simply staring at Musa.
Musa then walked toward Pachakutk and extended his hand.
“King Pachakutek, I just ate two of your loaves of bread, and I will certainly keep my promise.”
"It seems our misunderstanding has been cleared up. There is no danger in the port here, and no one has stolen from the Inca ships."
"I'm sorry to have disturbed your nighttime work. I hope it hasn't caused you too much inconvenience."
Pachakutk hesitated before grasping the warm, strong hand, at which point Pachakutk's voice reappeared.
"Thank you for your understanding, King Musa. I did not want anyone else to know about what happened today."
"As expected, nothing can escape your eyes."
"Please don't apologize. It was indeed our oversight that caused this misunderstanding. King Musa was only resorting to this strategy because he was worried about the safety of our Inca ships."
"I also want to thank King Musa for his tolerance and understanding!"
Pachakutek then responded in accordance with the other party's wishes, and as expected, Musa's reaction was neither inappropriate nor strange.
"Just call me Musa."
The Mali king spoke kindly, gently patting Pachakutk on the shoulder.
"Meeting on a night like this is a kind of fate in itself."
"Perhaps another day we can find a more suitable opportunity to sit down and have a good chat about our respective countries and experiences?"
“Our relations with the Inca are not very close at present. Perhaps opening up some new trade routes would be of great help to the future of the Inca.”
"Isn't that right, King Pachakutek?"
Pachakutek managed a forced smile. When Musa proposed the "trade route," Pachakutek immediately suspected that Musa was another guy eyeing the Inca gold mines.
"Yes, Musa...King of the tribe."
"If we have the opportunity, we should exchange ideas more often and improve our communication."
Musa nodded, then glanced around at the supplies on the dock, his gaze lingering briefly on the unsealed crates.
He then gestured to his Malian warriors and told Pachakutek that he was ready to leave.
"It seems you have a lot of work to do tonight, so I won't bother you any longer."
"May all your endeavors be successful, Your Majesty Pachakutek!"
As Musa and his soldiers gradually disappeared into the distance, Pachakutek let out a long sigh of relief and slumped onto a wooden crate on the dock.
He wasn't sure how much Musa knew, nor did he understand why the other party hadn't exposed the truth on the spot, but one thing was certain.
This seemingly gentle and friendly Malian king is far more complex than he appears.
Whether the comment about the Holy Egyptian bread was an unintentional coincidence or a deliberate hint, Pachakutke could not know.
But in any case, Pachakutek was certain that the other party had finally left, and he could finally continue to load these precious supplies onto the ship.
"Your Majesty! The ships from Mali have departed!"
"No abnormalities!"
Pachakutek simply ordered his entourage, "Alright, then speed things up!"
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