"...I was surprised, looking at my brother. He smiled at me and said, 'Trakel Er, come up quickly! I've been waiting for you on this tree for twenty years now! They're all waiting for you!...'
So, I lifted my head and looked carefully up the tree..."
Speaking of this, the elder lowered his head, squinted his eyes, as if recalling an extremely special and profound scene. The main hall was silent, even the wind stopped. After a long while, the elder raised his head, smiling gently and kindly.
"Little Xutel, guess what I saw?"
"..."
The High Priest pursed his lips, remaining silent. His expression became weathered, and his gaze dimmed. After a while, he finally replied in a low voice.
"You saw the bodies of the past predecessor monarchs, all smiling at you from the tree."
"Oh?"
Surprise appeared on the elder's face. He nodded slowly, smiling as he asked.
"Little Xutel, how did you know?"
"Respected Elder, I've had the same dream."