"...This is Haros, the Tenth Marshal, and your right-hand man!"
"...." Haros looked away, clearly annoyed. Even after he offered to be the new third Supreme General, Robin still referred to him as Aro's right hand, he treated his words as nothing.
"He was," Aro furrowed his brows sharply, his tone filled with certainty. "...He was a Marshal before he was defeated and thrown into prison, he is nothing but a slightly stronger war prisoner now."
Despite his confident words, a flicker of hesitation flashed through Aro's eyes. He had fought against a Marshal before. He knew the sheer power they possessed. If Haros were to engage in battle now, he would undoubtedly lose.
"Aro, oh Aro~" Robin shook his head with a smirk. "Why the hesitation? Didn't you rush to Planet R-1 to assist Alexander, eager to prove yourself? Don't tell me you went there on your own accord, simply out of the kindness of your heart. We both know better than that."
