"You have the first stage of causality?" Althera's voice was sharp, tinged with disbelief.
"You want to bring down the Sorcerer Behemoth?!" Richard added, his eyes wide as he tried to grasp the enormity of what was being proposed.
"Hmm~" Robin barely reacted, as though their words were distant echoes. His attention remained entirely fixed on the task before him. "Mid Sector 100 or Mid Sector 98… a decision of weight. A choice that will shape years of strategy, of conquest, and of foundation-laying for the next era of my empire." He paused, furrowing his brows deeply, the golden engravings on his skin subtly flickering with anticipation. "If I choose Sector 100, the coming years will be years of consolidation, reinforcing my empire's foundations and carefully expanding influence. If I choose Sector 98, the next years will be scorched by war, burning everything in sight, yet bringing me long-term advantage and positioning for future dominance… Which path am I truly prepared for?"
