What the woman wants

"Hah!" Robin raised an eyebrow before waving his hand casually, causing all the swords to return to his soul domain. "Seems like you have some intelligence left in you after all."

"Some people aren't worth provoking. A simple 'yes' or 'understood' is enough. I learned that lesson the hard way when I met that woman…" Devos spoke in a calm, almost indifferent tone as he curled his long, fluffy tail around himself. "Go ahead, take what you want, and then leave. I won't stop you."

Robin crossed his arms, tilting his head. "That woman... Do you mean the soul shard of King Volb's Overlord?" His interest had been piqued. He had heard of an event in the past—when a white soul shard descended upon this world and had an unusual encounter with the Beast King. Shortly after that, the native inhabitants of this planet acquired the knowledge to construct spatial portals and were given a racial upgrade device. It was an event that reshaped the balance of power on this planet.