Chapter 1793 Uproar
An uproar had sparked in the political sphere of the Kandrian Empire.
One that shook the entire political landscape and the dynamics of the Kandrian Throne War.
Prince Randal, Princess Ranea, Princess Rafia, and Princess Raemina had each abruptly forfeited the Kandrian Throne War!
The announcements spread like wildfire as each of the four royals released statements to their respective factions. The entirety of the upper echelons of the Kandrian Empire was utterly bewildered by the simultaneous decisions of the four royals to forfeit their claim to the throne.
The ones who were most shocked, of course, were the closest patrons, donors, and benefactors of each of the four royals. None of them were able to understand what was happening.
"What is the meaning of this, Randal?!" Grand General Aramoeus bellowed at the royal prince.
"I have taken some time to introspect," Prince Randal replied calmly, closing his eyes. "I have decided that I no longer wish to ascend the throne. I appreciate all the time, effort, and capital that each of you has invested in me, but unfortunately, I am unable to return it. I hope you understand."
"What?!"
"Come back!"
"How dare you?!"
The entirety of the war room stared at the Military Prince with shock as the man quietly left the room, ignoring any demands for justification.
Similar scenes unfolded in the other three factions as well. Each of the other three royals broke the news quickly and clinically and departed once the message had been conveyed. Not a single one of their patrons, donors, and benefactors was able to maintain their composure.Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates
They were even more bewildered when they learned that similar things happened in three other factions.
Yet, they were helpless. Once a donation had been made, they could not pry it back; they would have to live with the fact that each of the four had simply walked away with all that wealth.
Although many of them had lost trust in the Royal Family, with half the prime royals dipping from the race and running away, they had no choice but to partake in the race.
It was too important. Whoever would ascend the throne gained enormous power that made even the Martial Union wary and apprehensive. They could not allow themselves not to influence who the next ruler was, however little they could.
They were very familiar with three of the four candidates, having considered and very quickly rejected them in the past.
The fourth candidate, however, was quite new to everyone.
Not that there was a single person who was unaware of the youngest Senior in history. Up until the revelation of his royal bloodship, they were only aware of him in the capacity of an extraordinary Martial Artist.
Nobody knew nearly as much about him as a potential candidate for Emperor.
That was why a large number of them revisited recordings and transcripts of his press conference, going over every word he uttered.
His political doctrine was that of harmony.
He was a prince who sought to maintain the existing status quo.
That was not ideal to them, but...
It's not bad.
This was the thought that flashed through many of their heads. The status quo that existed in the Kandrian Empire did not strictly favor any one power bloc of the Kandrian Empire over another.
On top of that, if the Final Prince was as competent as he seemed, then the Kandrian Empire might experience a period of growth similar to what it experienced under the rule of the Emperor of Harmony.
That was not disagreeable. It certainly was infinitely more alluring than a vengeful psychopath, an ignorant saint, and a plummeting Martial Prince.