CHAPTER 455: CHAPTER 455 HE’S NEITHER HAGGARD NOR THIN

"But only today did they realize that the military uniforms they had seen before were merely everyday wear in comparison to those at the funeral.

Not to mention when compared to the intricate and resplendent noble attire.

Such things are absent in the Democracy Alliance and the Free Federation.

The Emperor’s funeral was conducted following the highest protocol from the Ancient Earth Era, with majestic, solemn, and sorrowful funeral music that could not help but wrench the heart.

The screen hastily swept over the teams on both sides and then shifted to the front, to Prince Xiusi with pink hair and a sorrowful expression.

Following him, one step behind, was a line of seven people.

They were the Seven Guardian Dukes, symbolizing the supreme authority under the Galaxy Empire.

Lin Fu finally saw Fu Xing.

It had been almost a year. The man she had been longing for was now standing solemn and cold at the front row, attending the funeral.

Lin Fu couldn’t help but stand up, subconsciously wanting to get closer to Fu Xing, ever closer.

She tried hard to find some flaw in him, such as being thinner or haggard.

Alas, there was none.

He was still exactly like in her memories, not emaciated or thin, still so aloof and restrained, handsome and elegant. The screen didn’t show his full face, only his profile, and Lin Fu gazed deeply at it, becoming enchanted without realizing it.

She wasn’t even aware of when the funeral ended.

"Lin Fu."

Xia Huangyu’s voice broke Lin Fu’s trance, and she came to her senses, tilting her head and lifting the corners of her mouth towards him.

"Are you alright?"

"Of course, I am."

It was good that Fu Xing wasn’t thinner or looking worn out; she should be happy. Now that Joseph V was dead, it indicated that the power games on the Capital Star had completely ended, culminating in Joseph V’s defeat.

The Seven Guardian Dukes had won again, and the Mecklenburg Royal power was suppressed to its limit.

In this struggle, those who died on Helheim Star were the most tragic, each a vibrant life lost.

Thinking of the faces that perished before her eyes, those resolute and fearless eyes, Lin Fu felt as if she couldn’t catch her breath; she despised both the Mecklenburg Royal Family and the Seven Guardian Dukes. Their power struggle used innocent students as sacrifices.

Before their deaths, the students thought of defending the Galaxy Empire, protecting their citizens, and maintaining territorial integrity.

Seeing Prince Clive from the corner of her eye, her disgust grew stronger.

She couldn’t stay any longer and left without looking back.

"Lin Fu, where are you going?" Xia Huangyu followed her.

"Back to my room to rest."

"But..."

"Don’t follow me."

"Alright!"

Xia Huangyu seemed disappointed, leaning against the wall with his head down, staring out the window in a daze.

...

Capital Star, Artificial Sea—

As soon as the funeral ended, Fu Xing’s private flyer arrived. Just as he was about to board, he was called from behind by the head of the Royal Office.

"Duke, Duke, please wait a moment."

Fu Xing turned around, asking in an elegant and proper manner, "Secretary General, may I ask if there is anything else?"

The Secretary General was a dignified elderly man, a confidant of Joseph V, who had served as the secretary general of the Royal Office for ten years. Now that Joseph V was no more, he still held the trust of Xiusi and continued to serve the Royal Family.

"Duke," the Secretary General bowed and then asked seriously, "are you planning to leave Capital Star?"

"Yes."

The Secretary General’s gaze grew more intense and serious, "In a month’s time, it will be Prince Xiusi’s coronation ceremony. You missed Joseph V’s coronation, do you plan to miss the future Emperor’s as well?"