"...What exactly do you want to keep it open and help guard it?"
"....." Robin let out a long, weary sigh and slowly shook his head, his gaze dropping to the ground. "You're putting me in an extremely difficult position, Your Excellency. I'm barely trying to find my own way through all of this. I'm just a young man, barely a thousand years old—not even close to the experience needed. How could I possibly bear the weight and responsibility of the entire universe on my shoulders? This... heh~"
"Just say it, Robin Burton. I already know you want something—there's no need for long-winded introductions or hesitation. Speak plainly and directly." Althera's brow furrowed with intensity, her eyes piercing.
It didn't matter whether she suspected he was trying to manipulate her or not; the truth was undeniable—she was the only one capable of luring the nascent space beasts and eliminating them with precision.
Who else could do it?
