Marco toured the coasts of Honduras without problems with the Mayan peoples uniting them all in the great Nova Roman empire but this lasted only until he arrived in Nicaragua, where he met with the Misquitos peoples a civilization completely different from the Maya and fortunately nothing that Sees with the Caribbean cannibals.
The first encounter between the empire and the Misquitos took place in a village that was on the south coast.
Marco personally met them while touring the beach, fortunately, the meeting was peaceful as it is a village that borders the Maya for trade, the communication was quite simple and fluid.
The locals took to see the elder of the village Marco and his men they waited outside while Marco entered the cabin next to the Mayan translator, the interior was very rudimentary but that does not matter since he comes to see the elder of the village.
"Welcome white man, tell me what your people are doing on our land," the old man asked while smoking a tobacco pipe.
The Mayan translator translated the old man's words
"My name is Marco, I am the governor of Americae Centralis, I hope you can join the empire in an equal treaty, your lands are in the territory considered," Marco said, looking decisively at the old man.
The old man looked at Marco as he continued with his pipe "Why should my people join you, you say they are your lands but for generations, we have lived in this place my tribe is peaceful but I will not hesitate to defend its millenary land"
Marco just nodded and his eyes showed a murderous determination "The empire only speaks once, I hope you are willing to be slaves and be separated from your family, Nova Roma respects their ancestral land that is why the goddess Tonantzin gave us her blessing, we do not seek to steal your land because stealing from you is stealing from ourselves.
We are not invaders from the moment we arrived and established ourselves, we are part of this continent, we bring progress or death, now tell me you can speak for all your people or only for your tribe, depending on your response your future will be defined "
The translator was shocked by Marco's words and translated them as best he could.
The shaman left his pipe trembling a little "I am only an old man who can speak for his people and my people are the Misquitos, I am the guardian God of these people, I really want to refuse and kill you, but the event that toured the continent is for you This only means that there are two possible ways of union or death.
I prefer to join my people to the winning side of the story than to die as Amalivaca is doing, I always knew that their people would end up badly by allowing them to eat human flesh, tell me, mortal, where I can join the new gods. "
Marco smiled "you will have to leave your people to accompany us to the imperial capital where you can join the great Zeus, Anubis, and the mother Tonantzin"
The god accepted Marco's invitation but left a warning "If you plan to go south in your conquest I recommend you prepare, that area does not belong to any god, it is what I call the death pit"
Marco took out his map and asked where this death zone begins from.
Coatl (Name of God) pointed half of Costa Rica to half of Colombia.
Marco looked up "That area is so dangerous"
The old man refilled his tobacco pipe and lit it "The jungle in that place is too big, there are giants that eat anything, not to mention that a large number of strange beings inside, even I can not know with exactly what is in that place, but I can tell you something if you enter that jungle you die "
Marco took the warnings of this god very seriously, he had to inform Flavio so that he decided what to do next, if what he says is true it is better to walk the wall to a safer place before he left he asked "How your name is an old god? "
"My name is Coatl, just tell me when you want me to go, it's painful to keep that chasm away from my people. Sometimes when I see it, I feel he looks at me."
After this, he urgently sent a ship to Flavio to give orders, on the ship, there was a complete summary of what Coatl told him.
In Magna Caribbean Flavio was solving some earrings with Hellena as it was what color would look best in the summer palace they plan to build in Magna Caribe
"I already told you, sweety, the Mayan Blue is fabulous if we can give the color to the coating of the castle it will look beautiful" Hellena said looking at the plans of the building
"It seems good to me, but you don't think it would look better with a white marble, which inspires more respect," said Derek, scratching his head.
"But what do you say sweety, you know that blue is my favorite color, since you forbade me to use makeup with azurite because it is a toxic mineral, I have always been wanting something blue and Maya blue is not toxic, when we come with the children once it is finished I would like to show you the blue summer palace on the horizon "said Hellena with bright eyes imagining the beautiful castle / summer palace,
When he saw his wife so excited, Flavio could only lift his shoulders. He knew he had lost to that beautiful face. "Very well, it will be blue."
Hellena was glad and hugged her husband, in the future the summer castle of Magna Caribe will be a tourist attraction because of the vivid blue color that it has given off for centuries.
While they were discussing other things, a messenger on horseback arrived from the port "Lord, an hour ago a ship arrived with these documents from Governor Marco"
Flavio took the documents and began to read them carefully, the more he read the more he was surprised "Love you have to return to the capital we have important visits" ...