A decrease in the numbers means the disappearance of a soldier's life, but Stephen doesn't care about this unless all the numbers hit zero, which might just make him lift his eyelids.
In his hand, he held the intelligence just received. The report indicated that James had already died in an explosion while trying to rescue a Royal Spaceship.
He died, just like a number on a cursor, decreasing and vanishing.
When this moment finally arrived, Stephen felt somewhat at a loss. That man was his father, the supreme ruler of this Empire.
He had indeed died!
Winning James' favor, guessing James' thoughts, dreaming of James' abdication, hating James' heartlessness, and eventually betraying and killing James had entirely consumed Stephen's life.
But now, he suddenly realized that these days had irreversibly come to an end with James' death!
Stephen stood up, gazing at the sunlight through the dense foliage outside the window, feeling somewhat dazed.
