After quietly waiting for things to finish, Rosse didn't continue to disturb Zephyr and left the stern area with Robin.
The marines on the ship were a bit flustered, but they were all under Sakazuki's command. Sakazuki was a hot-tempered man who often injured his own allies, so these people adapted quickly.
Finding a deserted corner, Rosse put Robin down, though his hand still held onto her arm, "Hold onto the railing. I don't want you to accidentally fall off."
"Ah, okay!", Robin quickly reached out both hands to grip the railing. The warship was moving extremely fast now, and with the whole ship tilted, her small body would be flung off if she wasn't careful.
"Ohara is gone. What do you plan to do next?", Rosse didn't treat Robin as an 8-year-old child and asked straightforwardly.
Robin, though young, had experienced the warmth and coldness of the world and was not inferior to Olvia in historical knowledge.
"Can you let me go?", Robin pursed her lips and asked, her eyes filled with hope.
"Just you, or you and Olvia?", Rosse half-smiled.
"I…", Robin hesitated a little. Thinking of Olvia's actions, her eyes finally became firm, "Just me!"
"Just you?", Rosse laughed and rubbed Robin's head, "You got any family at sea?"
"No."
"Any skill to make a living?"
"I can read history...", Robin said in a small voice.
"But not everywhere likes storytellers, and knowing history is different from telling stories."
Rosse laughed and shook his head. Ignoring Robin's disappointed look, he asked again, "Do you have the strength to protect yourself? You're not a citizen of a member nation anymore. As an undocumented person from a non-member nation, most would be caught and made into a slave."
"I…", Robin was speechless.
How could she protect herself? With her current Devil Fruit ability, she couldn't even beat Olvia, let alone the pirates scattered everywhere.
Right now, even she felt her thoughts were naive.
Yeah.
Even if Rosse let her go, could she really take care of herself?
Looking at the confused Robin, Rosse's lips slightly curved upward, "Why do you want to leave?"
"I want to get away from Olvia!", Robin replied without hesitation.
She didn't dare mention hating Rosse. In fact, her feelings toward Rosse were complicated.
She knew Rosse was the culprit behind all this, but from Rosse's perspective, he hadn't exactly done anything wrong.
That group of historians with Olvia were madmen. No wonder the World Government would execute a Buster Call on Ohara.
She had already learned yesterday that all civilians of Ohara had evacuated; only the historians had died.
And the World Government didn't actually kill anyone. Only Rosse had killed Professor Clover and Saul, the two people she was closest to.
Even if Rosse acted under orders and treated her quite well, Robin still couldn't bring herself to forgive him just yet.
As for everyone else, they were all killed by Olvia.
To research the Void Century, Olvia had already gone mad.
"Escape from Olvia, and then what? Let her keep researching the Void Century?", Rosse raised an eyebrow.
"Why is she so obsessed with the Void Century?", Robin's face looked a bit unpleasant.
If that lunatic Olvia kept researching the Void Century, then all those historians would have died for nothing.
Robin didn't think of asking Rosse to do anything. She no longer had anything to exchange, and this was something Rosse had promised Olvia.
Rosse, in her eyes, was a trustworthy person. She also hoped Rosse would continue to be someone who kept his word.
At least then, she could feel a little less guilty.
After all, in that critical moment, she was the one who said they should save Olvia, which ultimately led to Saul's death.
Saul didn't have to die. If she had chosen to save Saul back then, things would've been better.
Robin thought dejectedly, her mind in chaos.
With her knowledge and experience, she couldn't handle too much information, especially since she had just gone through a major change.
"Why be obsessed with the Void Century?", Rosse looked at Robin amusedly, "You're the youngest historian who can read the ancient language, and you're asking me that? I want to ask you guys. Of all the things to study, why study something forbidden?"
"Ah, how do you know I can read the ancient language?", Robin didn't hear the latter half. Just hearing that Rosse knew she was a historian already made her tremble in fear.
Rosse and the others hadn't hidden their conversation from her. She knew the World Government had issued a wanted order for all historians from Ohara who could read the ancient language.
"You thought you guys were hiding well?"
Rosse sneered and shook his head, placing his hand on top of Robin's head and speaking earnestly, "Robin, you need to remember, only things that are unknown to others can be called secrets. As long as a second person knows, it will eventually become common knowledge."
"I see...", Robin looked thoughtful.
Professor Clover always said their research was very secretive and wouldn't be discovered by the World Government.
But as Rosse said, is there really any secret that can never be discovered?
Once the World Government found out, powerless Ohara would inevitably become a sea of fire.
"So it's still about strength…", Robin mumbled.
Sakazuki's display of power yesterday made her truly imagine a certain possibility.
Unfortunately, Ohara could never have a powerhouse comparable to Sakazuki.
"You still haven't answered me, why study the Void Century?", Rosse asked again.
Chatting with Robin was always a relaxing thing. He didn't have to think too much.
He had always liked Robin. Now that he had the chance to raise her from a young age, he wouldn't miss it.
"Grandpa Clover said that those 100 years are blank history. It's the historian's duty to uncover all blanks in history," Robin pursed her lips and repeated.
She didn't quite understand the meaning of uncovering the blanks. She simply remembered it as a historian's rule.
But Ohara's ending proved that Professor Clover's words were wrong.
"What do you think?", Rosse asked in return.
Robin was a very smart person. Even if she was still young, after experiencing all this, she would definitely form her own thoughts.
All he had to do was guide her.
Even if Robin turned dark… he'd like her even more.
"I think Grandpa Clover was wrong," A trace of determination flashed in Robin's eyes. She didn't actually have much guard up against Rosse. After all, if Rosse wanted to kill her, it would be far too easy.
She also wanted to know if her own thoughts were correct.
Especially after all she had experienced yesterday, it completely changed how she used to think.
"Saint Rosse, I believe history never had blanks or truth. Only those who survive have the right to record history."
"And what we see in history is just the history they recorded. Trying to restore that so-called blank hundred years… is completely meaningless."
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