Lord of the Truth

After Robin finished his hysterical laughter, and Caesar put out the fire, the two of them went back to what they were doing. Caesar was busy trying to break through to the second level before the end of the month, while Robin started lighting everything he saw in his way then sit and watch.

Caesar's routine has changed a lot since that day. Instead of training, eating and sleeping, it became training, putting out the house, buying supplies instead of the ones that were burned, checking on his father's mental and physical health..then eating and sleeping.

Robin's enthusiasm lasted for about two weeks... even his food was cooked by himself on top of different piles each day to see how the fire patterns would change under the different metals and if the food inside would affect the patterns!

but soon he realized that such a process would not end overnight, and began to set his dates better as he devoted a period of his day to energy training and increased hours of sleep.

A few days before the end of the second month of the academy, Caesar broke through to the second level, but this time he did not shout and try to brag in front of his father again, he just started his training towards the third level silently, because he knows that Robin has been busy all the time with the major heavenly law of fire that he is preparing for him.

At the beginning of the third month, Robin's voice was heard in the house, "Hey, Caesar! Did you like your room? Come, let us have a little chat." Caesar was amazed for a moment, but left the training and immediately went down

"What did you do in the assignment I gave you... regarding the topic of the slaves?" Robin said

"I asked one of the guards he said that each student can bring 5 slaves to his house within the institution, but he will be responsible for all their needs."

"Five? A little more than I expected.. How much money do we have right now?"

"We still haven't pulled out the 200 coins for this month that we can bring in at any time, and there are about 90 coins left from last month after subtracting the cost of all that stuff you burned..."

"...okay go to the treasury and get a hundred gold coins and leave the other hundred for training resources, I want you in front of me in ten minutes!" Robin said and then pointed to the door.

and indeed, within eight minutes Caesar returned with a bag of coins on his waist and another huge one of stones on his back. When Robin saw this, he got up from his chair and said, "Hmm, let's go!" Then he left the institution and Caesar is behind him.

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"Where are we going this time, Dad?" Although Caesar knew the answer, he asked anyway

"To buy a slave or two.."

"Why? We never needed slaves, I always take care of you, am I failing you lately?"

"I don't want you to take care of my needs anymore, focus on being strong! Did you forget our deal so quickly? You should protect me!... I just need someone to hand me pens and clean up what I break, that doesn't suit you, Sir Caesar." Robin laughed. In fact, there was another real reason for this, but he refused to reveal it before it was achieved so he wouldn't look like a fool if he failed... and not to frighten Caesar badly.

"..." Caesar didn't know what to say, those words touched his heart, and his resolve to become stronger increased again.

The two of them reached the slave platforms quickly, Robin began examining them one by one from the bottom of each platform.. Some slaves even hid their naked private parts automatically because of his weird glances, but he giggled and continued his slow pace.

Robin was using the Eye of Truth to find out a few simple things like age, level of training, and even the strength of the soul, things like this that should have been impossible unless he was vastly more powerful than the target, but it became too easy for him to know those things about anyone just by looking.

After he spent about an hour passing the slaves, he stopped in front of a young man.. muscular, deadly handsome with long black hair, but his body was full of scars, some of which seemed to be very near to killing him.

The truth said is that he is 17 years old, at the fifth level of energy cultivation, and has a normal soul strength... These stats are slightly above the general average in noble families, and considering that he's a slave, that's pretty good.

"Uncle, how much is this slave?" Robin asked the fat merchant who was calling for people to come atop the platform, the fat merchant turned his face around smiling at the potential customer, to find that he had been interrupted by two children in the first and second levels of energy cultivation... "Are you two lost? shoo~ Go away, or I'll put you next to the rest of the slaves!"

"You damn pig! I asked you politely and that's how you answer? Looks like you don't want your life anymore!" Robin shouted then quickly raised the badge which said he was affiliated with the Bradley's Army institution.

when the fat man was about to raise his whip to strike the big-mouthed boy he saw the badge and immediately knew what it meant.. 'This boy is either the son of a noble or supported by the power of a nobleman!'

Suddenly the fat man knelt down, "Oh, it seems that from my life with the slaves have made me become stupid, I couldn't see how great my young master is, how about I compensate you with a 20% discount," said the fat man, smiling and rubbing his hand.

"Just tell me about this guy." Robin pointed at the long-haired youth

"Uh, that? we call him the Mute, he's 17-years-old and he's a level five with his tongue cut out, an expedition to the dark ruins found him like that, and when they -tried to save him- he killed two of those at the fifth level and seriously wounded one of the sixths Before he is suppressed...

his characters make him qualified to work in almost everything and he can be used as a bodyguard for young nobles like you hehe, Ahem.. you see, this slave is very special and it cost us a lot for that, its price is 100 gold coins," said the precious smiling

Caesar couldn't contain himself, "A hundred what?! All the slaves are between five or ten coins, greedy pig, you're trying to scam us!"

"How dare I, young master? I swear to you, what I said is true. His fighting ability is very high, and we lost three of our men before subduing him. If I sold him for less than that, it would be a great loss for me. Of course, you can look at the rest of my collection and forget about this one..." The fat merchant said with a malicious laugh

Robin indeed had scanned the rest on the platforms but none was as perfect as this young man, he finally decided that he was worth investing in.

A bag containing 80 gold coins found its way to the face of the merchant, who accepted it wistfully 'that short bastard still remembers the discount!' but found no one to blame but himself.

Robin cut a piece of cloth from the furniture on the stage and threw it at the young man to cover his body, then looked at him in the eye and said, "You are mine now."