"Look, these are the documents asking when His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh will return to Cairo."
Marasia said this and took a deep breath.
As the strongest warrior of the Amazon tribe and an outstanding leader and manager of the Holy Egyptian Alliance, he is not as adept at handling these matters as he is at fighting.
Then, Marasia pointed to a pile of papyrus as tall as a person. They were piled so high that they would immediately drown a person if touched.
"I'm almost overwhelmed by all these urgent documents lately."
"But that doesn't matter. What matters is that many villages and civilizations have learned of the Holy Egyptian victory, and envoys come to Cairo every day to pay their respects."
"Look, those are the gifts sent from Nubia today."
Kamul looked in the direction pointed by Marasia and saw many exquisite treasure chests piled up in the corner.
But when he came here earlier today, it was empty.
Marasia seemed to have anticipated Kamul's reaction, and she raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"These are merely sent from Nubia, my lord."
"Many were sent by other kingdoms and civilizations. Even tribal leaders and mayors of some small towns expressed their congratulations to Holy Egypt."
“They give away a lot more than you think.”
Marasia said this and took a deep breath again.
"But that's the point. They came here to personally congratulate His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"Their messengers have not left, and I have even given them my own house in Cairo today for their lodging."
"There will only be more and more people, Lord Kamul."
"I have an idea. Why don't you listen to it first?"
"Since His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh doesn't want us to leave the Holy Egypt, what do you think? Should we send a leader to reunite with His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh?"
"As long as we know the time of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh's triumphant return, we can notify important guests from various countries in advance and have them prepare."
After hearing this, Kamul just rubbed his temples lightly.
"I understand your concerns, Lord Marasia."
"But the problem is that the Holy Pharaoh's trip was not pre-planned, and we cannot be sure what exactly he was going to Hebron for."
"If so, I'm afraid it will ruin His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh's plan."
"What's more, Hebron is thousands of kilometers away from here, and any unexpected events along the way could lead to new situations."
"We just need to follow the orders of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
Marasia nodded, but her face was still filled with worry.
How could she not know what the other party was talking about?
However, the diplomatic pressure from Holy Egypt now almost entirely fell on Marasia, which was very difficult for the inexperienced Marasia.
Most importantly, she was very worried that her negligence would damage the image and reputation of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh.
And that’s not all.
Marasia then stood up and picked up a piece of papyrus.
"Lord Kamul, look, this is a report I saw today."
"People have started talking about it, and all kinds of rumors have started circulating in the market."
"Some say the Holy Pharaoh will establish a new capital on Hebrew soil, while others say he will conquer the entire Hebrew Empire."
"What's more, it's said that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh has secretly led his elite troops to the lands to the west. He has already set his sights on the new land..."
Kamul listened to these words and just waved his hand gently to interrupt Malacia.
"Stop talking about this. These nonsense stories will only cause unnecessary speculation and panic."
"What we have to do now is to maintain stability in the city of Cairo."
"I believe this is what His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh needs us to do."
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh certainly doesn't know when he will return, so he didn't tell us when he will return."
"No matter what happens, we have to hold on."
"Whether they are envoys or foreigners, as long as they come to Cairo to celebrate with His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, they are all guests."
"All we have to do is do our job well and fulfill our responsibilities."
"This should be one of the reasons why His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh asked you to help me with my work."
Marasia nodded, and she agreed with Kamul's words.
"But Lord Kamul, when will His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh return?"
"I heard from Remheb today that the Holy Egyptian Festival of the Winds is approaching."
"We Amazons have never heard of such a festival, so I asked about it."
"He said, 'Three days from now, it will be the birthday of Holy Egypt.'
"According to legend, Wenfeng Festival is the day when the benevolent god defeats the evil god."
"To commemorate this victory, every year on this day, the Egyptians would dress up and go out, chanting poems and scriptures around the local temples and giving gifts to each other."
"I'm thinking that if His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh could make it back, it would be a double blessing for Holy Egypt!"
Camul nodded, with a hint of joy on his face, but it quickly disappeared.
"That's right, so we have to be prepared every day."
“The Holy Pharaoh never misses an important festival celebration and this is the perfect time for us to show our unity and prosperity to the whole country.”
After hearing Nan Tong's words, Marasia just raised her head slightly and took another breath.
"I hope so."
"But your Excellency is right, we do need to set a time for the welcoming ceremony as soon as possible."
"We must ensure that when His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh returns to Cairo, he can still see today's scene."
"Lord Kamul! I will go and visit the envoys from various countries again and ask them to wait for a moment!"
"I've ordered all the leaders of the Holy Egyptian Alliance to join the battle. No matter what happens, we will do our best to keep them in Cairo and have them await the triumphant return of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
Kamul nodded, and then he left the palace and went to other places in the city.
The next morning, Kamul arrived at the palace meeting hall early.
As expected, dozens of senior officials from various departments had gathered in the hall, whispering to each other, and talking about the same topic.
That is, the topic of when His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh will return to Cairo.
"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister."
The Minister of Agriculture was the first to come forward to greet him. Before he even opened his mouth, Kamul already knew what the question was going to be.
"Excuse me, is there any latest news about the return of the Holy Pharaoh today?"
really.
Kamil just shook his head as if it was a routine matter: "I haven't received any accurate information yet."
"Please continue to wait."
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