Thirty thousand years ago, the Empire was divided into commoners and nobles.
However, the nobles were more like the Sewitt family. They were particular about virtue, kindness, trustworthiness, modesty, integrity, and persistence.
At that time, many nobles gathered under Richard and fought together for the Empire.
Until … the Empire's fleet defeated another level 6 civilization under Richard's command and successfully unified the entire galaxy group.
In a peaceful environment where there were no foreign enemies, as generations passed, the aristocratic class rotted in the process!
While there were still families like the Sewitt family who still followed the six noble codes in the Empire, there were definitely less than five of them.
Sewitt naturally knew who Richard was. Or rather, he knew better than the other nobles. After all …
During the Empire's most glorious era, Sewitt's ancestor was Richard's adjutant.
Most importantly, the Sewitt family had a secret that only the head of each generation knew.
Back then …
It was the Sewitt family who secretly took action and even sacrificed one of their descendants to secretly protect Richard's only great-grandson. That was how Lance came to exist today.
Speaking of which, the Sewitt family could be considered Lance's benefactor.
"Lucas!"
"Yes, Captain!"
A loud shout reverberated in the cockpit. Lucas responded instinctively.
"Are you sure … the commander of that fleet is a descendant of Marshal Richard?"
"Yes, I'm very sure of this. In the thirty thousand years since the establishment of the Commoner Party, every generation's leader has been a descendant of Marshal Richard until today."
"Good, you've done well!"
Sewitt smiled. His smile was very happy.
This left Lucas scratching his head in confusion. What was wrong with the captain, who was usually so stoic and reserved?
"Can you let me talk to him?"
"Yes, please wait a moment."
Lucas nodded. He pulled out a small communication device from his clothes and began to operate it.
"Sewitt, you bastard, are you trying to betray the Empire?"
Looking in the direction of the voice, Rayles was using his hand to support his fat body and looked at Sewitt with a gaze as if he wanted to eat someone.
Lucas' shot did not hit his vitals. After all, Lance said that these nobles must be captured alive and then put on a public trial.
"Damn you, Sewitt, we've always suspected that your family secretly let Richard's descendant go back then, but we didn't have any evidence, so we let your family go until now."
"But now it seems that it was your family who secretly did it, right?"
"Then, who was the child who was burned to the point of being unrecognizable that we found back then?"
Lucas, who was operating the communication device at the side and preparing to contact Lance, was shocked after hearing Rayles' words.
Although the core figures of the Civilian Party knew that someone had rescued Richard's great-grandson, they didn't know who it was.
However, now that they had stopped, the benefactor of the commoner faction turned out to be the family of their captain, the Sewitt family?
No, this matter must be reported to Lord Lance!
At this moment, the communication was connected, and Lance's figure was instantly projected in the bridge.
"Leader!"
"Lucas, what's going on?"
Scanning the surroundings, he saw a group of dazed members of the command team on the bridge, Rayles, who was lying on the ground with his hands supporting his body after being shot, and the other two nobles who were trembling, and even …
He also saw Sewitt looking at him with a gratified expression.
For a moment, Lance did not understand the situation.
"Leader, it's like this …"
Lucas briefly explained the situation, and in the end, when Lucas mentioned what Layers had said just now, Layers …
Lance's eyes suddenly widened, his heart trembling.
Thirty thousand years. A mystery that has been unsolved for thirty thousand years. Is the mystery going to be solved now?
"Young Master!"
Under everyone's shocked gaze, Sewitt knelt on one knee and shouted at Lance.
"Sewitt, what's the answer to the question just now?"
Just as Lance was shocked and stunned, Rayles' voice sounded again.
"What question?"
"It's like this, Leader …"
Lucas immediately repeated Raiers' last question. After listening to it, Lance also looked at Sewitt.
He also wanted to know the answer.
After all, when the nobles were purging Richard's descendants and the Rose Fleet, Richard's only great-grandson was buried in a sea of fire.
Of course, they also knew that the real Richard's great-grandson had been secretly sent to the survivors of the Rose Fleet for protection. In the end, these survivors formed the Civilian Faction.
Lance had always wanted to know who replaced his ancestor who should have been buried in the sea of fire and deceived the nobles.
If the Sewitt family was Lance's benefactor, then the child who was buried in the sea of fire was Lance's benefactor.
"Uncle Sewitt, I also want to know the answer to this question!"
Lance had already changed the way he addressed Sewitt and called him Uncle Sewitt. His eyes were filled with desire.
"Sigh!
That's the young master of the Sewitt family! "
Sewitt sighed.
Originally, he did not want to reveal this secret. However, Rayles had already exposed the matter to this extent. Plus, Lance was looking at him.
Sewitt knew that he had to say it!
However, this answer shocked both Lance and Rayles.
"Haha, your Sewitt family is really something. Not only did you betray the nobles for that bastard Richard, you even sacrificed your own family's direct bloodline?"
"You guys are crazy!"
Rayles laughed maniacally.
"Lucas, shut him up!"
"Yes, Leader!"
After saying that, Lucas walked toward Rayles and was ready to shut him up.
"Wait!"
"Do you think you've won?"
"Or do you think that the three starfield fleets here are the full lineup of the local punitive fleets?"
"Hahahaha!"
Rayles was a little proud.
Fortunately, he had hidden his trump card. Even if you guys win this round, you'll still lose overall!
"Impossible, if there were other fleets, I would know!"
Siwitt immediately retorted.
"Yes, if there were other starfield fleets, you would know. But what if it was the remaining half of the starfield fleet in the Kepler Star Field?"
"After all, I don't care about this kind of defeated fleet, so … I gave them a mission to atone for their sins. At the same time, I bought myself an insurance!"
"After the battle starts, if I don't contact them for more than half an hour, they'll mobilize the entire fleet and use the stargate to directly teleport to Planet Labi and destroy everything!"
"Do you understand now?"
"If you're smart, order your fleet to stop attacking and retreat!"
Rayles' face was full of pride. This insurance that he had casually buried came in handy!
"That's it?"
"Lucas, you can shut his mouth now. I don't want to listen to him anymore …"