Lord of the Truth

Despite the subtle threat, Rinara kept her smile frozen in place, not flinching. ”Lord Burton,” she said, addressing him formally now, ”you are a wielder of Truth, one who forged his pillars using the master Law. There is a high likelihood that you are this ageʼs Great Truth Chosen. For someone like you, crafting one or even two merged laws is likely as easy as breathing. Even if you gave away everything in your possession today, youʼd have replacements forged within a matter of days.”

Robin laughed—a genuine, chest-deep chuckle at her logic. ”Youʼre right,” he said finally, ”but Iʼm still not giving you everything I have.”

”And I never asked you to,” Rinara replied smoothly, folding her hands neatly in front of her. ”All Iʼm asking for is the opportunity to purchase a few... highly unique items. Thatʼs all.” Her voice softened, almost pleading beneath the professional tone. ”Just name your price, and letʼs start there.”

Robin tapped a finger against his armrest, his eyes narrowing in thought. After a few moments, he gave a slow nod. ”Fine... youʼve convinced me. Iʼll play along.”

He took in a deep breath, then said calmly, ”I want a Planet Displacement Tool.”

”A... Planet Displacement Tool?!” Rinaraʼs composure cracked for just an instant. Her eyes widened, and she nearly choked on the air she was breathing.

Then, with practiced grace, she quickly reassembled her calm expression. ”...Why would you need something of that scale? Youʼre not likely to encounter enemies strong enough to truly threaten you in the Young Belt. And even if you did, a few carefully placed words from me could solve almost any conflict. Not everyone is as irrational and bloodthirsty as the Empress of the Pit of Destruction. Not all Sovereigns hold a personal grudge against you.”

Robin simply shrugged, completely unbothered. ”I have a Galactic Seed,” he said plainly, lifting his shoulders with theatrical innocence. ”So… can you get it for me, or not?”

Rinara fell silent. For several long seconds, she weighed the implications.

Then, finally, with a faint nod, she answered, ”...I can search for it on your behalf.”