Chapter 12: A Father's Weighty Love
Affected by the war, the political landscape of the Aslant Continent was reshuffled once again.
As the victors, they naturally divided up the inheritance of the defeated.
The former Beastfolk settlements had become history completely. Even the barren mountains had been carved up by imperial nobles.
The remaining Beastfolk could only survive by attaching themselves to humanity, gradually becoming an endangered race.
Unable to endure such humiliation, the Beastfolk chose to risk moving into the Ice and Snow World in hopes of preserving their race.
"Chief, are we migrating too?"
An elderly Pigman asked anxiously.
The Ice and Snow World was no pleasant land. Humanity had never set foot there solely because its natural conditions were too harsh.
Aside from a fortunate few who endured the cold and became members of the Ancient Remnants, most had fallen along the way.
"Everyone else is leaving. Even if we pose no threat to humanity, staying here will still make us too conspicuous.
Pass down the order. Prepare to migrate!
While the human nobles still want to display their benevolence, leaving quietly is the best choice for everyone."
Graeme said calmly.
As one of the races that had joined the Alpha Empire early on, the Pigmen had not only obtained a fertile piece of land but also enjoyed autonomy.
However, the shrewd Graeme knew very well that these preferential treatments had been granted by humanity for the other Beastfolk to see. Now that the remnants of the Orc Empire had been wiped out, their role as an example was gone as well.
The hatred between the Alpha Empire and the Beastfolk ran too deep. There were certainly more than one or two nobles who wanted to exterminate them all.
If the empire's upper ranks had not cared