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The mercenaries were finally out of the mountains and had reached the plains. Once they stepped onto the flat grounds, they were able to release their tension.
“Duke Harmatti is currently ruling the Porcana Kingdom as a regent,” Phillion said to Urich.
“So, what you’re saying is that Duke Harmatti is the younger brother of the king and is currently ruling the Kingdom as its regent. Doesn’t that basically make him the king?”
“But the right of succession belongs to Varca Aneu Porcana—our prince. For Harmatti to officially become the king of Porcana, the prince must be removed from the picture.”
Pahell swallowed hard in anger as he listened to Phillion explain.
“That’s right. I am the rightful heir to the throne. Once I become of age, the traitorous Duke Harmatti has no choice but to cede the throne to me,” Pahell said as he gritted his teeth. He was filled with resentment toward his uncle.
“Righteous and whatnot, you use too many big words. Why doesn’t the strongest man just take the throne for himself?”
Urich couldn’t understand what all the complications were about. In his tribe, the strongest warrior naturally became the chief. Even the son of the chief had to hand over the position to the strongest warrior if he demanded it.
‘That’s why I was always getting into fights with the chief’s son back home… Even if I never wanted to become the chief, it was my fate as the best warrior, anyway…’
If Urich had stayed on his side of the Sky Mountains, he would have become the chief of his tribe by now. Even though he had been denying the position, he knew that it was his fate. He was a warrior...
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