But then again, although the Balance Galaxy was supposedly a neutral interstellar entity, it still had ties to the Alliance's financial conglomerates. Wasn't it a little undignified for a mighty Emperor-Elect like you to stash your private fortune in the Balance Bank?
How many years had you, King Sileen, guarded the Empire's Glory Gate? You were a powerful frontier king with high status, a strong army, and all the trappings of authority. But was this really how you did things?
Yu Lian really wanted to make that crack, but when he thought about it, there was nothing particularly strange about it.
King Vellent's wife was the eldest daughter of one of the Alliance's Thirteen Families. And if you went even further back in history, ties and marriages between the two sides' upper echelons had never ceased.
During the Third Galactic War, to join forces and crush the Eroans' empire once and for all, and to ensure the stability of the alliance between humanity's two great powers, the Galactic Empire had even taken an empress from the Rainbow Rose family.
If they were really going to nitpick over blood ties, Yani and Brin could even count as distant cousins, barely beyond the fifth degree of kinship.
In short, in the long run, both the Empire and the Alliance seemed to be seeking the complete unification of human society. Their struggle had always been over ideological and cultural dominance; neither side regarded the other as an enemy.
In that case, what was so strange about King Sileen keeping a private fortune in the Balance Galaxy? Maybe even Brunhild had an account there.
Then the young Emperor-Elect gave them a complicated string of numbers: an unordered sequence of more than five hundred characters, letters, and digits, using at least six languages. There was