King-Chapter 1103 - 164, Can’t Go Back

Hudson soon recovered, having been seasoned by many trials and tribulations. Casting a glance around, he realized that his guards had not arrived and immediately sensed trouble.

"You seem to have prepared in advance! If you wanted this position, you could have just said so, and I would have given it up for you.

But Butzweig, are you really prepared?

The mess left by the old man took me so long to clean up and still, I couldn’t resolve all the troubles, do you think you can manage?"

Hudson said disdainfully.

From any perspective, the decline of the Bimon Tribe was caused by the previous Bimon Emperor.

As his successor, Hudson had been cleaning up the mess since he ascended to the throne.

But the Bimon Tribe’s strength had been too severely diminished, and it was not something that could be remedied by mere political maneuvering.

"It’s none of your concern!

Hudson, I admit that you’ve done quite well since you came to power, but the Royal Family has lost its position.

Falling from the first of the Empire’s Imperial Families to an ordinary species, the psychological gap is something our people simply cannot bear, and someone must be held responsible.

Like father, like son, the debt the Old Bimon Emperor incurred falls on your head, which is not too unfair!"

Prince Butzweig had just finished his speech when Hudson exploded in anger. He could take other debts being placed on his head, even an outright declaration of usurpation would not be a big deal, but why should he pay the debts of the Old Bimon Emperor?

The father-son relationship was a complete joke. It was common knowledge among the upper echelons that the Old Bimon Emperor was obsessed with immortality and used his son as a sacrifice.

"Hmph!

Butzweig, don’t forget that you are still that old man’s grandson! The family inside the clan, who let me take the blame today, might let you take the blame tomorrow.

Don’t forget where we are heading next, we will be neighbors with that God Slayer. Who knows, you might wake up to find the enemy knocking on your door.

Almost forgot, Your Highness, you are also that person’s defeated subordinate. But Butzweig, don’t take it to heart.

There are many who have been defeated by Hudson, at least you are still alive to tell the tale, which is more than can be said for ninety percent of the commanders!"

Hudson said mockingly.

He was not going to survive this ordeal. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well take this opportunity to spite his enemies.

His method of sowing discord, though low, was simple and effective. As long as Butzweig could not withstand the provocation and decided to confront Hudson, Hudson’s plan for revenge would be halfway successful.

"Enough, Chief Hudson. At this point, do you still think you are the Beast Emperor?

How to deal with Hudson is my business, and it’s none of your concern.

Stop with the nonsense. Go on your way! Out of consideration for family, I’ll leave you with some dignity."

Butzweig said with a grim face.

The power struggle was bloody. When Hudson rose to power, Butzweig could only take his loyal following into the World of Ice and Snow to struggle for survival.

Had the situation not changed so rapidly, giving him another chance at seizing power, Butzweig would have had to spend the rest of his life hiding.

Now that he had finally seized power, he naturally could not be merciful. As for Hudson’s provocation, Butzweig had to pretend he hadn’t heard it.

No matter how upset he felt inside, he couldn’t just foolishly rush off to his death! Maybe he would seek revenge in the future, but certainly not before cementing his position as Clan Leader.

If it weren’t for his status, he would have already beaten Hudson himself. "Killing an uncle to usurp his position," even in the Orc Empire it would invite widespread condemnation.

The best option was to have Hudson commit suicide. Without personally tainting his hands with the other’s blood, there was still a chance to clear his name.

The key was how to face the members of Hudson’s family branch afterward. The Bimon Tribe could not afford more upheaval, and Butzweig certainly did not want to instigate another internal purge.

With a self-deprecating smile, Hudson said somewhat indignantly, "Hanging or suicide by sword, I’m afraid of pain.

Just prepare a bowl of poisonous chicken soup for me, it must be deadly poison that kills immediately, I don’t want to see myself in a wretched state before death!"

In the end, he was still a mortal. Faced with death, Hudson could not maintain his composure. But still, as a former Emperor, he could face his true feelings.

Knowing that the reason "afraid of pain" might draw contempt from countless people, Hudson still didn’t care.

Driven to suicide by his own people, his reputation before death or after no longer mattered to him.

"Bring a bowl of chicken soup, and send off our Chieftain on his journey!"

Butzweig ordered solemnly, without any joy of a victor.

His success in seizing power was just the first step he had taken. With the current status of the Bimon Tribe, survival was the key.

The Continent’s situation was unfriendly to the Orc Empire, and domestic circumstances were even worse for the Bimon Clan. Running to the frontlines could temporarily avoid internal strife but could just as easily become mired in the struggle with the Alpha Kingdom.

To avoid suspicion, from the moment the Bimon Clan fell from the Imperial Court, the vassal species began to distance themselves from them.

Upon reaching the Near East Region, even if they were not fighting alone, there were few species left they could command.

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The departure of the Bimon Tribe did not affect the struggle for the throne within the Orc Empire; instead, it intensified the conflicts.

The continuous escalation from various factions turned the strife from political maneuvering to armed conflict. The major Clans competing for the Emperor’s position did not hesitate to turn on each other with knives at the ready.

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