"Mr. Robin, let me overthrow it..."

The older guard with freckles on his face closed his hands on the hilt of sword, looking at Robin with a hint of uneasiness and shyness.

"You have anything to tell me, just say it."

Robin noticed the other party's desire to speak and said gently.

The other party took a deep breath, and his chest was slightly ups and downs.

"Mr. Robin, although I shouldn't ask this, but..." She raised her head and looked at Robin uneasy, "Mr. Robin, what I want to say is that our temple guards are only about ten, and compared with the troops in the King's Castle, it is really pitiful. And if Grand Duke Shalom really comes with the army as you said before, if even the guards in the King's Castle and the powerful King's Guards can't stop them, then with our huge disparity, can we really protect the king's safety?"

Everyone looked at him.

This older temple guard, who was about 20 years old, asked about their doubts.

Robin suddenly realized this when he saw the expression on their faces.

Yes, they followed him here only because of the duties of the guards and their obedience to the Selected.

However, this does not mean that they are recognized in their hearts, and that they are unified in their thoughts.

It was his fault that he failed to convey his ideas and purposes to them.

Robin thought with regret that if Kay was here, she would definitely not have made such a mistake.

Majesty can make people obey, and power can make people become tools for execution.

But, that's not what Robin wants.

"Sorry, Lord Robin, I shouldn't care about these..."

Seeing the change of gloomy expression on Robin's face, the elderly temple guard was a little panicked.

"No, we are not going to protect the king's safety," said Robin.

He pressed one hand to the other person's shoulder and tried to calm her down.

"You asked very well, it was my responsibility to fail to explain it to you."

"Mr. Robin..." The other temple guards were a little moved.

They had never seen such a high-ranking person before meeting Robin.

Obedience is the instinct of the guard.

Even if the master has to make them die explicitly.

No reason is needed.

This is a dogma engraved in their bones.

However, the first one is able to explain the reason to them with gentleness and patience as Robin.

"So why are we..."

“For peace.”

Robin just said this and laughed in silence.

He let out a self-deprecating voice in his heart, how could he even say such a classic middle-second line?

"What's your name?" He looked down at the other person.

"Lydia."

"Okay, Lydia." Robin cleared his throat, wiped the rain on his face with his hands, looked at the other person seriously, and looked at his companions with the same puzzled expression.

"I answer what you said just now, you think the King's Guards are very powerful, and the guards in the King's Castle cannot resist Shalom's words, and it will be useless if we go there, right?"

The other party did not speak, and silence represented her thoughts.

This is also a matter of course.

Robin had been to Rose Castle once before and had some understanding of the garrison power inside.

No matter how you look at it, these ten of them are all dropping into the bucket, and they only add to the death numbers after going there.

Robin understood their thoughts and asked with a smile, "So, what do you think is the real power?"
Chapter completed!