"So you are the head of one of the fifteen local human tribes, Ha…" Robin rubbed his chin as he half-sitting in front of the kneeling sage and the grieved mouse, then continued, "A technique for transforming Soul Energy into an extremely thin thread and connecting it to the Soul Domain of another weaker creature, thus Seize his body until the connection ends. So researching soul techniques has already brought you to a method to actually touch upon the Soul Domain? Amazing…"
The fat Rat didn't know what to say and just rubbed his red cheek while looking at Robin with watery eyes
"But it is an imperfect technique, it still has ways to go. For example, transforming the soul energy into a thin thread makes the maximum range of control over the target cross long distances indeed, but there is always a limit to the length of the thread, Is this why only the three of you are here? Because the rest of the local chiefs can't send their soul embodiments that far? The second issue is that for the sake of range, you have sacrificed the power of the soul thread, so you can only control weak animals that have never tasted energy before, like rats! And the biggest problem with the technique is…" He then waited a bit, before raising his hands slightly and a formless flame slowly started to ignite on his palm, then slowly moved it over the mouse's head, "I wonder what would happen if I destroyed this soul thread now…"
"NOOO!" The Fat Rat panicked and quickly jumped over the sage's head
But Robin picked it up before it landed on the ground and laughed loudly, "Haha, Why are you so afraid? I'm just explaining the advantages and disadvantages of the technique..."
"Squeak!! If the soul thread is damaged, it will directly damage my Primal Soul, at the very least I will be badly injured and at worst I will be killed immediately, Do you think we don't know about this problem? But who the hell can see the soul thread to harm it? And what will they use to harm it even if they see it? Do you think everyone is a monster like you?!" The Rat heartily screamed as it tried to wriggle out of Robin's hand, that formless flame that spread across Robin's palm frightened him greatly, just looking at it made his soul tremble. And the fact that Robin went directly to the location of the soul thread made his heart drop to his feet!
"I'm a monster? Haha, you're amusing, I'll take it as a compliment." Robin laughed out loud and stood up again with the Rat in his hand and then turned back to look at Elizabeth and asked in Greenlandic, "Eli, Did Chief Fugon here come before or after our main army arrived?"
Elizabeth understood Robin's intent from the question and replied with a smile, "He came about an hour before the arrival of our main army, and he had been a light-hearted guest until the moment..."
"Oh? Interesting..." Robin raised his eyebrows slightly and turned back to look at Fugon who was still kneeling on the ground, "So you wanted to meet me first? Hmm, you may be a stubborn bastard but at least you have some patience, I like that…"
When Fugon heard this he finally closed his eyes allowing some sweat to fall to the ground, he began to thank the heavens that he didn't listen to anyone at that moment and attack Elizabeth from behind or else… Fugon stopped thinking at this point, he didn't dare to continue thinking about what might happen.
All he has to do now is stay in his place until Robin makes his judgment, even if he tells him that his lands are now his property, he will have no choice but to agree. No, even if he tells him to commit suicide immediately, he will have no choice but to say I hear and obey! What lands and what benefits? The first and most important objective now is to preserve the bloodline of the tribe!
"Hmm... I happen to be in a good mood today because I found a new toy." Robin spoke with a smile as he repeatedly tossed the Fat Rat into the air and caught it, he hadn't expected that he would find a technique related to the Soul Domain so quickly, especially since he was researching the subject right now
It's true that he might not need a technique to make him control a small animal as he already has Sound Rings, but a technique that could touch on a soul realm would greatly benefit him in his current experiences
Then he continued, "I will ignore your provocative move and allow you to join my army as one of the generals. I have just divided the army into ten legions, all of whom will immediately launch a campaign against Tree Father Hoffenheim. You and your companions in front of the metal wall will be the eleventh legion, Do you accept?"
"I ACCEPT! I accept... But..." Fugon quickly shouted and raised his face, but then quickly lowered it again and looked at the ground.
"What's wrong? Stand up and talk." Robin's face contorted a bit, "If you refuse to be one of my generals, that's fine. I won't bully you... I'll let you take your army and return to your lands, and I will only send one of my legions to discuss more terms with you!"
Fugon didn't know if he should laugh or cry, one-tenth of the army he just saw is enough to battle the Northern Fury tribe and maybe wipe them out completely, but Robin says he doesn't want to bully them.
Fugon stood barely without wiping the dirt off his knees, "It's not that I don't want to obey, but I ask Your Excellency to allow me to return at least half of my army to the tribal lands, the other half to be yours to dispose of as you wish.
Robin did not refuse or agree, he just looked at Fugon with slightly furrowed eyebrows, waiting for him to continue explaining his request.
"The thing is... Our tribe has borders with two Tree Fathers, tree father Hoffenheim is one of them. We can't have our entire army enter the domination circle of one of them or the other one will attack us for sure... The most we can do historically is to launch a quick military operation against one of the domination circles and dig the trenches to get some new lands and then return to defense quickly." Fugon shook his head slightly, "I have withdrawn my entire army today just for Your Excellency to see, but I need to return immediately to defend the tribe, or else Tree Father Descartes will seize the opportunity and attack us from behind, If he sent even a portion of his army right now he will wipe out families."
"So you want most of your army to rest in the lands of your tribe and leave me a few clowns to join my campaign, what exactly am I going to do with them? Make them dance for the rest of the legions to entertain them? And at the same time you want to declare your allegiance and tie yourself to my horse and take glory with me if I win, you want the best of both worlds, Hah, Fugon?" A smile appeared on Robin's face
"Your Excellency, I am telling the truth, there must be a strong army in the tribal lands, or else our families will be--" Fugon took a step forward and spoke desperately.
In the face of Fugon's shouting, Robin raised his hand to silence him, and then said with the same smile, "Don't get too excited, Do you think me some unreasonable guy? You are already my guy, How can I put my men's families in such danger? Of course, I will not allow such a thing! In fact, I will increase their protection several folds."
Drops of sweat on Fugon's brown face started to build up at those words, for some reason this increased protection thing scared him even more.
Then Robin clapped heavily and continued, "What do you think about this... You and the rest of the Eleventh Legion will stay here and be an essential part of the attack, and I will assign one of the first Ten Legions to protect your territory on your behalf, What do you think?"
"T-- This... This..."