"An interesting perspective," Rosse looked at Robin, his expression carrying a hint of surprise.
Even he hadn't expected that just one strike would have Robin thinking as if she had unified her thoughts with Doflamingo.
Doflamingo once said, ["Justice will prevail, you say? But of course it will! Whoever wins this war becomes justice!"]
These words left a deep impression on many people.
Now, Robin's thoughts were essentially the same as 'only the victors can write history,' and it already far surpassed the simple views of historians in the pirate world.
"Do you know how the World Government will record the history of Ohara?", Rosse was quite fond of the idea Robin had begun to develop, so he planned to take advantage of the moment to brainwash her.
"How will they record it?", Robin subconsciously asked, though she already had a suspicion in her heart.
"In the 1500th year of the Sea Circle Era, historians of Ohara violated the World Government's law, attempting to alter history to overthrow the World Government. All those who intended to rebel were executed by the World Government as traitors, and the Ohara base was erased by Admiral Sakazuki."
Rosse wasn't speculating; he was stating facts.
This was obviously clear, and the case had already been written, waiting to be recorded in the World Government's historical archives.
Upon hearing this, Robin fell silent.
A long time passed before Robin's gaze suddenly deepened with thought, "Saint Rosse, I want to make a deal with you."
She really couldn't stand watching Olvia study history in such a righteous manner. She wanted to see Olvia face the consequences, to witness her despair at the end.
For this, she was willing to abandon herself.
Robin didn't know what Rosse thought of her, but after their interactions, she had grown bolder.
It seemed that every time they discussed serious matters, Rosse was willing to make a deal or offer her options.
Regardless of Rosse's ulterior motives, as long as it helped her achieve her goals, she was willing to do anything.
"Tell me," Rosse said, intrigued.
Robin's idea came much quicker than he had anticipated. He had thought it would take a few more years before she would bring this up.
He didn't know, however, if the contents of the deal would match his expectations.
"I want to alter the history of Ohara! Fabricate a piece of non-existent history," Robin looked at Rosse seriously, stating her own thoughts.
If she wanted to make Olvia despair, she first needed to give her endless hope.
She knew that even if Olvia wanted to study history in the right way, it would always be under the surveillance of Rosse and the World Government.
Since that's the case, let Olvia create the history instead.
"What's the price?", Rosse asked noncommittally.
"I've read all of Ohara's stored histories, everything they've studied is recorded in my mind."
Robin pointed to her head, a hint of madness in her smile.
"I can carefully craft the most suitable history for the World Government's rule, and have Olvia publicly release it. My only request is that after Olvia releases it, she knows it is a false history."
This was the most devastating idea she could think of to crush Olvia.
Olvia had killed her closest people for the sake of historical truth. Why should she get to live on happily?
Since Olvia only cared about history, Robin would destroy it all.
"Not enough," Rosse said lightly.
To be honest, Robin's suggestion would certainly entice the Five Elders.
However, it held little significance for him, as he could accomplish all these things himself.
What was lacking in Robin's price was the one thing he most desired.
Hearing Rosse's calm words, Robin pressed her lips together.
The two stared at each other, silent for a long time.
Eventually, Robin's eyes dimmed once more.
For Olvia, she was willing to do anything.
"I am willing to imprint the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon on my face," When she said this, Robin seemed to lose all her strength. If Rosse hadn't been holding her, she would have almost fallen into the sea.
The Hoof of the Soaring Dragon was a seal given to slaves by the Celestial Dragons.
Having the seal placed on her face would imply she was a slave to the Celestial Dragons for her entire life, and also a slave to Rosse.
"You don't need to imprint it on your face. Such a beautiful face, it would be a shame to mark it," Rosse gently stroked Robin's hair, a smile lingering on his lips.
"I'll have the exclusive Hoof of the Soaring Dragon of the Jaygarcia family carved into your arm. From the moment it's carved, you will be my maid."
"I understand...", Robin's face became ashen, as if she were swallowed by despair.
"When you've made up your mind, go find Stella. As for the history itself, I'll discuss it with you in detail once I return from the South Sea."
"Yes... Master..."
Hearing Robin's barely audible reply, Rosse's smile grew wider. After confirming Robin could stand on her own, he strode towards the cabin.
After watching Rosse leave, Robin silently withdrew the expression of despair from earlier, and deep in her eyes, there was an unfathomable coldness.
When she practiced her ability yesterday, she thought of countless possibilities for why Rosse hadn't killed her, even dreaming about them.
What she had mentioned about becoming Rosse's slave was just one of the possibilities.
This was fine too.
Becoming Rosse's slave had been within her expectations all along.
Whether it was Olvia or Rosse, they were both her enemies, and she could never forget.
She didn't hate Rosse for sowing discord between her and Olvia. Even without Rosse, others would have done the same. One day, Olvia would discard her for the sake of historical truth.
What she hated was Rosse killing Dr. Clover, what she hated was Rosse killing Saul.
Once she avenges Olvia, the next target will be Rosse.
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In the cabin, Rosse was heading towards Olvia's room, a smile never leaving his lips.
'Still too inexperienced, that fake expression of hers was almost identical to when I pretended to be my grandson.'
'Language, actions, demeanor, even the eyes are all a disguise, but sometimes, those subtle, rational reactions... even you can't notice them.'
'Robin, when I touched you, you were too resistant,' Rosse thought to himself, his smile growing more amused.
If Robin became a well-behaved maid, that wouldn't be any fun.
He genuinely wanted to see how Robin would take revenge on him.
Or perhaps, it would be Robin who fell first, or her vengeance mission would reach the final step first.
"Saint Rosse," Zannie's figure appeared beside Rosse. She had already contacted the Holy Land, but had remained hidden during Rosse and Robin's conversation, following his instructions to stay in the shadows.
"Did you sense it just now?", Rosse asked with a smile.
"Yes, Nico Robin generated killing intent towards you six times. Every time she mentioned Olvia, it was accompanied by malice and hatred," Zannie slightly lowered her head and respectfully reported Robin's emotional movements.
She was the owner of the Hito-Hito no Mi, naturally able to sense the emotions of others.
Unless one possessed the Conqueror's Haki or had advanced Observation Haki, she could easily read their emotions.
For someone like Robin, even if she were a few meters away, Zannie could perceive every emotion within her.
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