Chapter 292, Imperial Tax
"A world that should have been rich and beautiful, what a pity, the war..."
Galador's expression was somewhat emotional.
But Lois saw it as somewhat fake in her eyes.
This War Apostle had witnessed countless wars firsthand, seen planets destroyed by war by the hundreds.
Would he be moved by this?
Moved my ass!
Indeed, Galador himself didn't keep up the pretense for long—he hadn't really been pretending, he was merely reflecting, "If Rage Owl Star were still in its heyday, I'm confident I could have secured donations exceeding two billion Tax Currency from here."
Speaking of which, he truly became melancholic, "Now, I can only scrape together two million."
Lois listened on the side, without responding, indifferent.
Indeed, it had little to do with her.
She was a tax officer; as long as Rage Owl Star paid its taxes, that was all that mattered. Other issues like 'donations' to the Empire's cause or the Sun Lord's expeditions... what did they have to do with her?