Usurpation?

Fernandez I was far calmer than Antoine. He knew the situation within the army well enough.

He controlled the army through his own offspring, but not solely through them.

The current situation was still under control. Otherwise, he would not have been able to keep his seat secure.

Antoine was still too young. Impatience easily led to mistakes.

Antoine truly was anxious, but Fernandez I's composure affected him, gradually calming him down.

"Father, I will restrain the army. I definitely will."

For the Booker Tribe, inferiority and volatility coexisted.

Antoine, with Great Xia blood flowing through his veins, was clearly the hope of many among them.

Therefore, he could influence part of the army.

Sometimes, it was not merely about interests.

Fernandez I glanced at his 'son,' his gaze colder than before.

Familial affection was a luxury for royalty. The bond he had shared with his brother was enough; he did not need any more.

After Antoine left, he headed straight for the military camp.

He had indeed heard some rumors, but the loudest calls among the Booker Tribe were not to overthrow the rule of the New Divine United Kingdom, but to push him onto the throne.

There was no familial affection in the royal family. Since Fernandez I could seize the crown from his brother, why could Antoine not do the same?

Compared to chaotic primitive society, the Booker Tribe was very satisfied with the New Divine United Kingdom.

Yet along with civilization came ambition.

Of course, cultural identification made them acknowledge Great Xia bloodlines even more.

Sacred, noble holy blood was what made the true master of the kingdom.

Antoine had perfectly inherited the bloodlines of both sides and could gain the recognition of most people.

Moreover, he was the oldest. He had two more years than