These powerful warriors, so convinced of their own superiority, would never expect an ordinary peasant, an uncultivated mortal no less, to know his way around anything more dangerous than a hoe, let alone have the audacity to bring anything pointier than a spoon to the king's banquet. No one showed any amount of precaution towards him. In the end, the king's warriors didn't even search him for weapons before they let him enter the king's private study. Had he been discovered? Would the empty hallway the warriors had led him to be the last place he would ever see? However, it hadn't been long until another warrior had called upon him, to be led to a meeting with Corcopaca Titu Pluritac, the new King of the South. At that point, he had begun to doubt himself. After his request for an audience, he had first been asked to wait for a while. Tawo's plan had already been a success, beyond his own belief.
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