Antonio

Antoine directly exposed everyone's fears and immediately brought the situation under control.

Only after seeing that these people had fallen silent did he regain the initiative. "Do you really think Father gathered you all together out of helplessness?

"The kingdom still has sufficient troops. We haven't been driven to the point where we must rely on you."

Antoine saw things very clearly. One should never underestimate a king.

This time, everyone behaved themselves.

After all, Fernandez I's past achievements were right there. The more they thought about them, the less confidence they had.

Moreover, they feared the Great Xia people from the bottom of their hearts. That was why they had been so eager to put forward one of their own.

Only by gaining legal recognition would they have the confidence to stand upright.

Otherwise, they could only kneel.

Seeing that he had cowed the others, Antoine began issuing orders. "Go back! Don't linger here for too long. Father will not hold you accountable.

"But stay alert these next few days. The Great Xia Empire's army will arrive soon. I believe Father is planning something big—a fight to the death with Great Xia. If the kingdom is gone, what is the point of us fighting among ourselves?"

With a mixture of threats and inducements, Antoine drove everyone else away.

Only the nearby army commanders remained, so he could arrange matters for the coming battle.

For him, the priority was helping his father defeat the Great Xia people, then fighting for the status that should have been his.

At the very least, he wanted to try for the position of Crown Prince through legitimate means.

Only if Father remained stubbornly determined would he consider relying on the Booker Tribe's support to secure his position.

Qin advanced slowly, but he did