Then, the lead guard gave Pachakutk a simple, respectful salute.
“Your Majesty Pachacuti, I am His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh’s personal bodyguard, and I have come by His Majesty’s command to fulfill the agreement between Holy Egypt and the Inca.”
These words moved Pachakutek and his retinue.
Pachakutek stepped forward and put his arm around the shoulder of the Holy Egyptian Guard.
"Welcome! Welcome!"
"The personal bodyguard of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh? I never expected that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh's personal bodyguard would personally arrange this for us. I, Pachakutek, will forever remember this act of generosity!"
Upon hearing this, the personal guard of the Holy Pharaoh bowed slightly.
"No need to be so polite, King Pachakutek."
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh instructed us to proceed with extreme caution, so we rented small boats in advance to ensure the smooth transfer of the goods."
Pachakutek nodded, but he was somewhat puzzled: "Alright, alright! But I've heard that Holy Egypt now has its own fleet, so why do you still need to rent small boats?"
His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh's personal guard immediately replied, "Your Majesty Pachakutek, our ships are anchored on another island."
"Moreover, our ships are too large, and I'm afraid that sailing them will attract the attention of Greek patrol ships."
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh repeatedly warned us to keep a low profile, so we rented several ships in accordance with His Majesty's wishes."
"Our goods have been packed and are ready for your inspection."
After speaking, the guard made a gesture, and the soldiers of Holy Egypt unloaded several wooden boxes and sacks of different sizes from the ship one by one, arranging them neatly on the deck.
Each package was labeled with its contents and weight, and everything was so well organized.
Pachakutek watched the Holy Egyptian soldiers' movements and the cargo on the deck, and couldn't help but shake his head in amazement: "So professional!"
"Brother Pharaoh really didn't lie to me!"
"Come!"
Then, Pachakutek and his entourage curiously examined the boxes.
The largest boxes were labeled "wheat flour," and next to them were several smaller boxes labeled "beans" and "dried fruit."
Of course, it was written in a common language, not in Sacred Egyptian or Inca languages.
What attracted Pachakutk most were the baskets of fragrant items.
The words "flatbread" and "royal bread" were written on it in ink.
Pachakutek's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the "Royal Bread".
Clearly, he hadn't expected that the Holy Pharaoh would also give them food that they could eat immediately.
The word "royal" clearly indicates that this was one of the items specifically for the Holy Pharaoh.
Its value speaks for itself.
At this moment, the bodyguard spoke up to explain.
“The Holy Pharaoh, considering the difficulties of long-distance transportation and storage, specially instructed us to give you these foods.”
"These breads are made with a special recipe that allows them to be stored for up to half a month without spoiling, even in humid environments."
Pachakutek shook his head a few times in disbelief upon hearing this.
"Brother Pharaoh... not only did he not accept a deposit, but he even gave us his personal items as a gift?"
"oh......"
As Pachakutek spoke, his eyes welled up with tears.
Of course, he didn't want the guards of Holy Egypt to see his tears, so he simply waved his hand, signaling his attendants to come forward and check.
His attendant carefully opened a basket of bread, took out a piece, and broke it open.
A familiar aroma immediately filled the deck, prompting all the Incas to take a deep breath.
Even the Incas on the shore seemed to sense something and turned their heads to look.
As for the attendant, he looked at the bread, which was fluffy and porous inside but hard and durable on the outside, and swallowed hard.
Clearly, this is the ideal food for travelers.
"Oh! That's amazing!"
"I! I have never seen such exquisite food preparation techniques!"
"Is this bread really meant for us?"
Even the attendants were puzzled when they saw the bread, after all, it was too exquisite for people like them to see or smell.
As for food? That goes without saying.
The Holy Egyptian bodyguard simply nodded in response, then looked at another box and slowly opened his mouth.
"This is only a small portion that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh instructed us to give to you."
"He also instructed us to bring a batch of seeds, all of which are varieties suitable for sowing after long-distance transportation."
At this moment, another of Pachakutek's attendants carefully stepped forward, opened a small box labeled "seeds," and poured out a small amount to examine closely.
Although the light was dim and the words were hard to read, his eyes immediately lit up.
After all, his fingers had already provided him with tactile information.
"seed!"
"These are improved crop seeds!"
"This skin... how could it be like this? How can you have such a superior variety, and in such large quantities?!"
Saint Egypt's personal guard merely twitched the corner of his mouth.
“In the past, the grain yield of Holy Egypt was extremely low, but with the help of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, the yield of our grain fields has increased dramatically.”
"These seeds are the product of this process."
"They are more adaptable to extreme climates than ordinary seeds, and their yield is also much higher."
Seeing the Inca entourage's surprised expression, the bodyguard continued speaking.
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh originally intended to use these seeds as a form of propaganda for the food of Holy Egypt, but he believes that there is no longer any need for it."
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh specifically asked me to convey to Your Majesty that if this can help you, it will be an honor for Holy Egypt."
"These are not just seeds; they symbolize our friendship with the Incas."
Upon hearing this, even Pachakutek's attendants couldn't withstand it.
Their eyes also began to well up with tears, and their hands, holding the food and grain, began to tremble slightly.
"Oh, what a merciful and generous Holy Pharaoh..."
"Such excellent grain, given away so readily! In our Inca society, this would be worth at least a gold coin in exchange..."
Pachakutek stood aside, listening to these words, his heart trembling even more.
Because the Holy Pharaoh not only sent much-needed food, but also considered long-term agricultural production issues.
This holistic, long-term vision and selfless assistance brought tears to his eyes.
"Oh! My dear brother Pharaoh!"
"Everything you have done for our Inca will be deeply etched into my very bones."
"Gentlemen, when we return to the Inca, we must spread the word about the kindness of this Holy Pharaoh!"
"I want everyone to know that the Inca of today is no longer the Inca that was bullied by others!"
"We are not alone!"
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