2432 - Robin's Decision
In front of the Glass House—
*Silence*
Apart from Qarun's voice, no one uttered a word.
Dozens of researchers and scientists stood there, but even the sound of breathing was absent… only their facial expressions said everything.
Anger, resentment, fear of His Majesty's reaction… Everyone was hearing Qarun with their ears, but their eyes never rose from His Majesty, trying to detect any sign that would warn them of the coming darkness.
But—
*Krshh*
The clip finally ended with Qarun's provocative advice, and everyone swallowed their saliva.
"Hmmm…"
"Hmmm…" Robin raised his right hand and began scratching the top of his head with the pen, "A somewhat vulgar move." Then he sighed and pointed to one of the researchers, "Alright, next."
"Your Majesty…" Shadow Sword opened his mouth hesitantly, "Do you have any orders?"
"No, you may go." Robin waved twice calmly.
Then he extended his hand and took the stack of papers from the researcher he had pointed to, and began reading without hesitation.
While reading, he spoke, "Just tell whoever it concerns that everything will proceed as usual."
"Understood." Shadow Sword finally received his instructions and withdrew.
Holak's shouting could be heard in the distance…
But that did not stop him from reading the papers completely with the help of his spiritual power within a few seconds, then he began nodding, "Good work on the rear wings of the Note of the Flood-5, and the most important thing about it is that the materials are available if money is provided and are not insanely rare… but they need minor modifications."
Then Robin lowered his pen onto selected pages and began crossing things out and writing over them.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!!" The physicist researcher began bowing continuously and rapidly, the smile on his face was from ear to ear.
This praise would suffice him for centuries. And as for the modifications? Every line Robin would place on those papers would raise their value, and studying them and understanding the difference between the old and the new would expand his horizons and make him better in his field… They had come today for this opportunity!
That researcher, and everyone around him, were workers on the Fifth-Generation Note of Space series, each one specializing in developing something to keep up with the excessive power His Majesty wanted in the fifth generation, and these visits repeated as expected every five years.
According to this pace in the progress of design and application… they would not get many opportunities like this in the future.
"And… like this." Robin cleaned the papers again and handed them to their owner with a smile.
Then he began looking around, "Does anyone still have a question or inquiry regarding the Note-5 Family?"
"…." Everyone looked at each other, each checking on their companion.
Then one of them stepped forward and bowed, "No, Your Majesty. The research corrections are finished, and it is time for your lecture that you grace us with every time."
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Everyone in the Three Sky Opening Cities envies the development department of the Space Note Family because of this meeting and this lecture.
"Ay~" Robin sighed, "I gave you a lecture once at the beginning so you would understand the general direction I want in the Space Note Family-5, but it has become a special *segment* every time, huh?" Then he chuckled, "No matter, sit down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!!" The researchers and scientists, people whose ages ranged from tens of thousands of years to millions of years, with a very small few geniuses from the Young Belt, all sat on the ground immediately and without hesitation.
*Bzzt*
At that moment, a teleportation gate opened beside Robin, and a person with extremely dark eyes emerged from it.
"Aha, Theo!" Robin opened both his arms.
"...?" The scene before Theo was never what he expected... He had come from Middle Sector 98 thinking of every possible scenario in which he would face his father, what he would find here, ways to alleviate his anger... But he was sitting there smiling with a number of researchers around him?
"Father, haven't you seen the recording?" Theo began advancing toward Robin with steady but large steps.
From what he could see, this was the only option that could make his father sit this calmly—that he knew nothing!!
"I saw." Robin waved his hand, "A very cunning person, this Qarun."
"...?" Theo furrowed his brow, then waved toward the researchers sitting on the ground, "Cover your ears!"
"...!" Not one of them hesitated twice; all of them used natural energy or Soul Power to block their senses.
"What are we going to do about that clip, truly this time." Theo clenched his brow tightly.
"What do you want me to do?" Robin put down the pen and raised his palms, "Attempting justification is useless without the Cosmic Elder standing by my side, and opening a Gate to Middle Sector 250 and attacking the stronghold of the Stellar Academies will produce no good—we would earn for ourselves direct enemies from an organization with around 3,000 Law Dominators... That's regardless of the fact that our attacking them would confirm every word they said."
"...." Theo let out a sigh, "I thought about all this along the way... but won't we really have a reaction?"
"Forget about it for now and carry on as we are. We are a military force first and foremost. The Sectors we own, we rule with an iron fist, and reputation neither helps nor harms in anything. Just do your job and destroy any rebellion before it appears."
Then he continued, "In fact, the coming period may not be so bad..."
"How?" Theo asked in surprise.
"We will know who is with us and who wishes for our downfall." Robin showed a small smile, "Morval, for example... it's clear he did a good job promoting this clip."
"....." Theo nodded a few times, "And I, coming from Middle Sector 98, encountered a strange situation."
Then he turned to his father, "They took from me ten times the usual travel cost, and when I asked, the officials said they did not want to participate in spreading corruption in the universe."
"Oh?" Robin raised his eyebrows, "Intiras has become heavily active recently... first sending symbolic reinforcements to Middle Sector 89, and now it is the first to move to strike us above our heads in a situation of *weakness*." Then he nodded a few times seriously, "It's fine.."
Then he smiled at Theo again, "Soul Society is not safe for communication, and the Great Gates are clearly no longer safe either… I'll think of something."
Then he pointed him toward the temporary gate, "Go on and do your work… I have a lecture to give."
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