"But now it’s completely unnoticeable!" Lin Fu had always thought that the interstellar era was highly advanced and civilized, and communication was so fast. The Empire had occupied over a hundred star systems and possessed countless resource planets. What could they possibly lack?
In the old Earth era, they struggled over one planet’s territory, but now?
Fighting over resource planets?
"Lin Fu, you are too naive; where there are people, there will be strife."
"Exactly because the territory is too vast, it is also difficult to manage. The Fourth Universe Fleet of the Empire is always stationed outside, and the Fifth and Sixth Fleets have constantly been quelling rebellions. It’s been two full years that the soldiers on the starships have been in space, their psychological and physical states at their limits; they must rest soon."
"And the Seventh Fleet, always stationed at the space fortress closest to the Eternal City, but whether to attack the Eternal City has always been in uncertain debate."
Ye Fei listed these matters like an inventory, "Moreover, have you not noticed that the lords from the other Guardian Families of the Capital Star are always present, but the Duke and heir of the Qin family are not? Only the second son, Qin Mo, is there."
Lin Fu began, "So, is Qin Mo a hostage?"
Even Lin Fu could see this, and others tacitly understood.
Lin Fu had read the genealogy of the Seven Guardian Families provided by Fu Xing, which was even more detailed than history books. The section about the Qin Family was the most mysterious, and beyond that, there was another peculiar family.
She could distinctly feel the writer’s dread of that family.
In the dead of night, the Grilward family had fallen into a sudden and fierce skirmish; their guards were compromised, and because of the eldest son Xiling’s death, today had unusually seen many important family members return.
Including the Duke himself and numerous elders.
Normally after a gathering, they would have left immediately, but because the inauguration ceremony of the new tournament was tomorrow, and the core members of the family were either military or political figures needing to attend the ceremony, they had all stayed.
After all, there were plenty of rooms, and the building was quite large, so they wouldn’t disturb each other.
The door to the Duke’s room was kicked open, revealing the blood-soaked figure of Celia in the dappled light and shadows, dragging a knife, her expression cold, her eyes blood red and ferocious.
The sleeping Duke Glirward was awoken and immediately jumped out of bed, attempting to grab his gun, only to have Celia smash the table where the gun was placed with one stroke of her knife.
"Celia, have you gone mad?"
Duke Glirward roared, "Guard, guard..." he shouted loudly for the guards, but no one answered.
Only by then did he realize the severity of the problem.
A terrifying sense of crisis quickly calmed Duke Glirward, and he tried to soothe Celia first, intending to kill this rebellious daughter once his people arrived.
"Calm down, Celia, calm down, don’t be impulsive. Tell me whatever grievances you have, daddy will decide for you."
Celia said nothing, simply advancing step by step.
Duke Glirward suddenly realized his daughter had grown up, no longer the little girl of eight or nine, which filled him with even more terror.
"I know you have contributed a lot to the family, earned great honors; your brother shouldn’t have mocked you tonight. I’ll make him apologize, how about that?"
"A humiliation can only be cleansed with fresh blood."
Celia spoke slowly, her eyes fiercely red.
Duke Glirward gritted his teeth, "Fine, I’ll have him apologize with his death. Are you satisfied now?" After all, he had plenty of illegitimate children; the death of one didn’t matter.
And this rebellious daughter of his could not stay.
Ten years ago, after using her to hold Princess Freya hostage, ultimately Joseph IV, concerned for his daughter, had no choice but to commit suicide to exchange his life for hers. Since then, Celia had become increasingly cold and spiteful.