Lord of the Truth



*Deep breath*

*Long exhale*

Robin sat with his elbows on the desk in front of him as he rubbed his head with his fingertips while trying to regulate his breathing again. His meeting with the Demon just now lasted only a few minutes, but its effect on him was stronger than even some of the wars he fought.

"Who... who was this?" Finally, the rat mustered up some courage, got out of Robin's sleeve, and asked. Although he didn't understand a word of the conversation between Robin and the Crimson creature because they were speaking in Planet Jura's language, that horned creature was simply the embodiment of horror!

"..Sigh~ He is one of the generals of my second army," Robin replied

"Y... Y-- Your second army? You have an army of those creatures?!" 

Robin nodded softly, " En,  Their progress stopped for a few years, but they should be  stronger than the army you saw outside by now..."

"S-- STRONGER?! ...They... They won't come here, would they?" The Rat started to stutter when he heard Robin's words, but he finally managed to finish his question

Robin shook his head, "No, I sent them to another place, the war there has been going on for a while already…"

"Oh…" Rat's heart finally relaxed a bit, "Then what are you worrying about? With an army of those creatures, your enemies will surrender very soon!"

"Hehe, you must be saying to yourself ~ What a weirdo ~ but you are right, I sent them and I know what they are capable of but at the same time I regret my decision every day. I can immediately give the order for them to withdraw but something inside me tells me not to. I have directly passed the verdict of annihilation on entire races but I still act like a helpless spectator hehe you must think I'm a weak person now, Mr. Rat, don't you?" Robin gave a sneering laugh

The rat slowly turned back to look at Robin, his eyes still radiating terror... 'I think you as weak? A person who is capable of directing such armies is... weak?!'

He didn't verbally answer Robin's question, which he thought the answer to was too obvious. If he dared to think of Robin as weak then he doesn't even need to live anymore!

But at this moment he seemed to remember something, forcing his voice to come out, "...What will happen after those creatures... are finished with their enemies there?"

"Huh, who knows.. maybe I'll get them to help here." Robin looked up as a strange smile appeared on his face

"No! Please, no!!" The Rat jumped up and grabbed one of Robin's fingers and began to beg, "You already have a big army here and we are your partners, right? Why would you bring us those creatures? Send them somewhere else!!"

"Partners? Hehe." Robin looked back at the Fat Rat, "Sigh~ You said your name is Sherver, right? I guess I won't summon them if you're obedient, but I don't want anything I just said to spread, okay? That would raise a lot of questions and make me angry, you don't want me to be angry, Do you, Sherver?"

"Don't worry, I won't open my mouth! And I swear to you that everyone in my tribe at least will stay on the straight line, I'll make sure of that myself!!" The Fat Rat looked down while clasping his little hands

How could he not understand what *Questions* Robin says will make him angry? He himself almost asked a few of them just before Robin spoke: What exactly is this race that seems ready to devour the Worlds? What is its origin, and exactly where did he send them?

He said that the fighting has been going on for a while where they are, well, he did not hear about something like this tell now, then which means that why are they not in the area of one of the human tribes or even the Domination Circles of the Tree Fathers! This only means that they...

When Sherver reached that point, he raised his head again in fear to find Robin looking at him with a strange smile... This simple smile was enough to tell him that Robin really doesn't care if the conversation that just took place leaked or not, he wouldn't (get angry) if everyone accused him of being a person from another world. He came to conquer them, he would only silence everyone again by force!

'What weakness or regret? Is this guy trying to convince me of something he isn't? Or is he trying to convince himself that he still has some humanity left? He is a monster as much as that damned crimson creature!' The Fat Rat did not know what to say in front of that smile full of provocation, he felt as if Robin was saying: Go on, spread the word and tell everyone that I'm an otherworldly invader, I dare you!

'Perhaps that is his way to test my loyalty?' That's the only thing that crossed Clan Chief Shervir's mind as he looked at Robin's provocative and confident smile.

"Good! Talking to you drove my thoughts away a little, that is what I need right now, I'm counting on you to keep me busy for the next period, ok?" After a few more seconds Robin spent watching the mouse, he tapped on the table and his eyes began to shimmer gold again, "Now let's get down to business. You are going to stay here with me for a few days to answer a few questions and maybe run a few tests. Then I'll allow you to sever the soul connection with this rat and get back to your body, Deal?"

The Rat was about to nod vigorously in agreement, but he found Robin picking it up from the desk and began examining him anyway.

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Ten days later--

"Heyik!! HAH... Ha... Ha... " Thousands of kilometers from the steep hill A fat man with a huge mustache placed his hand on his chest and began to pant heavily

"Tribe Chief Sherver, you finally came back? We were starting to worry about… Tribe Chief?!" When the head of the guard heard the sound of loud panting inside the room, he quickly opened the door and entered. 

Protecting the body of the chief of the tribe during the process of embodiment s a very sensitive process, and those who are entrusted to do it are often the chief's first-degree relatives, such as his sons or close uncles. The chief of the guard this time was the youngest uncle of The Grazing Rats Tribe's Tribe chief

But the look of terror on his nephew's face made him stand still for a moment, and then started running toward him again, "Tribe Chief, what happened to you?"

"Gather... gather..." Sherver tried to speak but could not get the next word out, so he reached out his hand next to him and held a flask containing a pink liquid then he drank it all before throwing it to the side and holding the chief of the guard's head with both hands, "Gather the whole army, We must move immediately to the border with the Tree Father Descartes!! We must do everything we can to amass contributions! ...We must not make him angry.. we must.. we must..."