"Her spiritual power is different," Jon recalled the sensation, his eyes flashing with horror, "Her suppression on me was too apparent, which shouldn’t be the case."
"Explain in detail," Prince Clive’s expression grew much more serious upon hearing this. People like them, even the slightest anomaly wouldn’t be dismissed as mere illusion, but would be keenly seized upon.
Since Jon said it was there, it definitely was.
Jon carefully described the scene, but unexpectedly, Prince Clive’s expression completely changed.
"What’s wrong?" He noticed something off with Prince Clive.
"The situation you described, I have only read about in the Royal Records..." Clive’s throat was dry, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"The Royal Records state that the reason the Mecklenburg Family became the Imperial Family of the Galaxy Empire and genuinely gained the allegiance of the Seven Guardian Families was due to our founding ancestor’s unique talent. His spiritual power could exert a formidable suppression on others, forcing them into submission."
"Just like I felt before, even though I was still resisting in my heart, but my knees bent, and I couldn’t help but kneel?" Jon did not find kneeling shameful; his pride was not so fragile, but if it was someone from the Mecklenburg Family, he would undoubtedly be happier.
"Your Highness, could she also be a member of the Imperial Family?"
Clive frowned, then suddenly chuckled lightly, "That’s something we will have to ask her herself—she definitely knows."
"Hmm?" Jon didn’t understand, "If she knows, why wouldn’t she say it? You and she are family."
"No, in her eyes, I am an enemy, a foe." Lin Fu was not cunning enough, facing Prince Clive, she couldn’t hide her hatred in her eyes—it was too glaring. Yet, thinking of the deeds he had committed, Clive didn’t feel they were excessive.
"Enough, don’t dwell on these matters any longer. Regardless of who she is, to me, she’s just a captive, only now a more significant captive with a known identity," Clive said coldly.
"I still have some things I don’t understand, I will discuss them after I’ve worked them out," Prince Clive advised Jon to rest well before leaving the room and heading outside where Jesse had been waiting in the corridor.
"Your Highness." Jesse, who had shed his fierce and violent demeanor from his time as a prisoner leader on Helheim Star, appeared in front of Clive just as a slightly intimidating middle-aged man, his features carrying a trace of ruggedness.
"We are set to depart. Also, we’ve received news from Capital Star, Joseph V has passed away."
Prince Clive remained calm, "I am aware."
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A nondescript civilian spacecraft left the Star Port, venturing once again into the vast cosmos. The ship’s equipment, however, was not common, but that of a standard warship, though the prepared artillery was not the latest from the Imperial Military, looking at least several decades old.
At that moment, the bridge of the spacecraft was crowded, Theresa was there too, still accompanied by a lady-in-waiting and a young male servant. The trio glared angrily at Lin Fu as she walked in with Xia Huangyu. Had Prince Clive not been on the bridge, they would have undoubtedly charged at her without hesitation.
"Looks like she really hates you," Xia Huangyu whispered.
"To be honest, I really haven’t done anything to her," Lin Fu looked innocent.
Xia Huangyu did not believe a word.