The Last Primal



Iron City.

There were hundreds of thousands of Great North martial artists gathered!

For the past two years, the Empress of Great North led the army to defend the borders and did not retreat.

However, a month ago, she was injured and fainted, losing them territory in a radius of five kilometers!

The eldest prince took over control of the army of martial artists and retreated the entire way, letting go of a large part of their territory. They retreated the entire way North of Iron Mountain Range where Iron City was their temporary foothold.

City Lord's mansion.

The generals, commanders and many Martial Grandmasters of the Great North army gathered within the main hall of the mansion where the Empress of Great North sat high and above with a frosty expression.

Although she was a woman, she had a steely aura that was unyielding!

Seetho Khouge's face was a little pale – her wounds had not recovered fully.

At the front of the Martial Grandmasters, a purple-robed man stood with one hand behind his back. His black hair fell like a waterfall and his eyes were deep, emanating an extraordinary bearing.

Although the purple-robed man stood below, he was not weaker than Seetho Khouge in terms of aura!

The atmosphere was extremely tense in the main hall.

"We can't retreat!"

Seetho Khouge said word by word with a resolute expression, "It's not about losing our territory when we retreat, it's the fact that countless citizens of Great North are going to be slaughtered by the three dynasties! As long as things are under my rule, I'll not permit something like that to happen!"

"Khouge, you're injured. Don't waste your energy on something like this. Leave everything to me,"

The purple-robed man below smiled indifferently. Although he spoke as though he was concerned, there were no emotions in his eyes and he was unusually calm.

The purple-robed man was none other than the eldest prince who had accompanied the army!

Seetho Khouge was unmoved and said deeply, "I can hand things over to you, but you must promise me that you will guard over Iron City and not withdraw the troops!"

"Guard over Iron City?"

The eldest prince laughed and asked, "There are millions of troops in the allied army of the three dynasties, a few times more than ours. Their force is mighty and ferocious. How should we guard against them?"

"Khouge, you are still overconfident at times."

The eldest prince stood on no courtesy in his words against Seetho Khouge!

Mighty Lord Mor Hall stood behind Seetho Khouge and frowned when he looked at the martial artists and generals in the main hall.

"The situation doesn't seem right. You must be careful, empress."

Mighty Lord Mor Hall transmitted his voice stealthily.

"That's right. We can't defend!"

"I heard from a secret report that the allied army has already arrived at the Iron Mountain Range. Once the night passes, they will surely cross the mountain range and push into Iron City. We won't get another chance if we don't retreat now."

A few generals under the lead of the eldest prince discussed in hushed tones.

When she heard the discussions in the main hall, Seetho Khouge glared at the eldest prince coldly. She had an icy expression and said slowly, "Since you're unable to guard Iron City, retreat! I'll guard over it personally!"

"Hehe."

The eldest prince laughed lazily and asked, "Khouge, are you truly going to be this stubborn?"

"That's right!"

Seetho Khouge's tone was resolute and unyielding.

Retracting his smile, the eldest prince said coldly, "Don't blame me then."

"Hmm?"

Seetho Khouge narrowed her eyes. "What do you want?"

"Nothing,"

The eldest prince sneered and a killing intent flashed through his eyes. "Since you insist on doing things your way stubbornly, I have no choice but to replace you!"

The moment he said that, the main hall went silent!

Seetho Khouge's expression changed as she bolted upright. However, her body swayed and she nearly fell over.

Mighty Lord Mor Hall supported her hurriedly before turning to the eldest prince to question with a sharp gaze, "Eldest prince, you're forcing the empress to abdicate?"

"Abdicate?"

The eldest prince reared his head in laughter and shouted with a menacing gaze, "That throne wasn't hers to begin with! I'm the eldest son and the throne should have been mine to begin with!"

Seetho Khouge was worked up and her old wounds were agitated, causing her to cough out a mouthful of blood; her face turned even paler.

Clutching her chest, she smiled bitterly. "You've finally said those words."

"Hmph, a woman really thinks she's befitting to ascend the throne? There has never been such a thing throughout history!" The eldest prince sneered once more.

A look of pride flashed through Seetho Khouge's eyes. She pushed away Mighty Lord Mor Hall and stood by herself. "Brother, I've never had the intention to fight with you. But since you look down on women, I'll insist on fighting!"

"How many people are going to be on your side if you force me to abdicate?"

Seetho Khouge hollered with the wrath of an empress. She surveyed her surroundings with bright eyes and many generals and commanders lowered their heads one after another, not daring to make eye contact.

The Martial Grandmasters in the main hall were naturally fearless against the wrath of the empress and looked on calmly with focused gazes.

Seetho Khouge's heart skipped a beat at the reaction in the main hall.

Things in the army have changed in the month she was unconscious!

"Hehehe!"

The eldest prince laughed with a mocking look in his eyes. "Seetho Khouge, for the past many years, ever since you ascended the throne, there has never been peace in the Great North! How many people do you think will still stand by your side?"

"Oh, right, I've got to remind you as well. If nothing goes wrong, our second and forth brother should have already sent a plan in motion to get rid of you!'

A clamor broke out in the main hall.

"What do you want?" Seetho Khouge asked coldly.

"The Great North Dynasty can't fight the allied force of the three dynasties head-on. Of course, we'll look to negotiate for peace. As for the condition…"

The eldest prince paused for a moment before looking at Seetho Khouge with a fake smile. "Sister, we'll have to trouble you to visit the three dynasties as a guest."

"How dare you!"

Mighty Lord Mor Hall was enraged and hollered, "You're thinking of sacrificing the empress, incorrigible! Furthermore, she's your younger sister! Don't you have any heart?!"

"There's no kinship to speak of in politics,"

The eldest prince said coldly with an icy expression, "I believe that as long as the allied army retreats, even father won't blame me for sacrificing you."

Seetho Khouge remained silent. More than anger, she felt sadness in her heart.

She hadn't expected such words to be said from her closest kin!

"Traitor, how dare you!"

Mighty Lord Mor Hall waved his sleeves and sent forth a flying sword that shot towards the glabella of the eldest prince.

The eldest prince was unmoved and expressionless.

Clang!

Another flying sword flew through the air and struck away Mighty Lord Mor Hall's flying sword.

Two Martial Grandmasters stood out in front of the eldest prince and glared at Mighty Lord Mor Hall coldly.

"Tioh Tahl, Jin Sahn! The both of you!"

Mighty Lord Mor Hall stared at the two of them in disbelief.

"Mor Hall, a wise person makes a discerning choice. Handing over Seetho Khouge might be the only way to hold back the allied army," Mighty Lord Tioh Tahl said.

"Ridiculous!"

Mighty Lord Mor Hall snarled, "That is a method that will bring shame upon the Great North Dynasty! There's no way the allied army is going to retreat with their forceful march. You guys…!"

Mighty Lord Jin Sahn interrupted him, "The wise recognize their circumstances. Mor Hall, we don't wish to fight against you, you won't stand a chance. Step back."

"Are you guys going to stand by idly when the empress is in a plight?!"

Mighty Lord Mor Hall turned to look at the other Martial Grandmasters in the main hall.

Most people avoided his gaze. A small portion of them even chose to move and stand behind the eldest prince directly.

"Senior Mor Hall, you don't have to care about me now that things have come to this,"

Seetho Khouge was devastated and whispered, "All you have to do is head back and tell father that even if I die, I won't fall into the hands of the three dynasties and allow them to humiliate me!"

"Hahahaha!"

When he saw that the outcome was already set, the eldest prince could not help but break into laughter. "Sister, don't blame me for being ruthless. You can only blame yourself for being born in the royal family! You should have never fought me for the throne!"

Before his laughter was over, a change happened!