Lord of the Truth

Somewhere within the lands of Tree Father Descartes--

*Swoosh* *Swoosh* Two people landed at the edge of a dense forest. One of them was a blond man wearing a clean white robe, and the other was wearing a military uniform. They were Robin and Billy.

"Are we there yet?" Robin asked, putting his hands behind his back. It was a long trip from headquarters to here, and they didn't rest for more than half an hour each time.

Billy looked around more than once and then nodded, "As far as I know, this forest is deserted and no one will disturb us. We can hold the meeting here without a doubt."

"Good." Robin took a few steps to enter the forest, then sat on the ground with his back against one of the trees, extending one leg while bending the other and placing his hand on it, then he spoke in a low voice, "Descartes, I know you have been watching us since we reached your domination circle, you can appear now."

*Whoosh*

The surrounding energy began to gather until it formed a small energy core, Then ancient-looking roots sprouted from the ground and formed what looked like a skeleton. Then some of the surrounding tree leaves fell to cover the skeleton and give it its external humanoid appearance.

"The Emperor from the Other World, Robin Burton, we finally meet." The body made of leaves began to speak in a soft, soothing voice to whoever heard it, "I did not expect you to come alone and unguarded, perhaps I should reevaluate you a little..."

"Let me make something clear for your benefit, it's not like I'm bold and I'm not afraid of death, I'm simply confident in my abilities to leave at any time without as much as a scratch, no matter what you do you can never hurt me, at least you can't prevent me from escaping, I'm quite sure about this and you should also be certain about this..." Robin waved, then raised his finger and pointed towards the leaf avatar in front of him, "I heard that you don't bother making your own buds like Huffinhaim, you use the ordinary plant and give them life to at as your army, Is this body here is the basis your army? Not bad... Now let's get to the point, I heard that you have not been fighting seriously since the Fifth Legion appeared in your lands, You even recently asked for a truce until you meet with me. What do you want?"

"I can ask you the same thing. During your war with Hoffenheim, you sent one legion to fight me even though you knew that their victory was impossible. You even chose this wise gentleman as the legion's general. What do YOU want?" The Personification of the Tree Father Descartes responded quickly

Robin and the Tree Father avatar looked at each other for a few more seconds before a meaningful smile appeared on the faces of both of them. The answers to the two questions were clear to both of them, but some things needed to be verbally said in order for the conversations to move on to the next level.

"Alright then, let me explain first... The Fifth Legion was a way to let you test the strength of my army and implement whatever plans and strategies you wanted against them. I wanted to show you the overwhelming power of my men so that you would lose hope of winning and be certain that if I declared war on you, you would not be able to escape, at the same time, I didn't want to send a larger army or pressure you too much to leave a chance for both of us to retreat a step without losing face. Seeing you here today makes me guess that I succeeded." Robin spoke calmly

The avatar of the tree father, Descartes, remained focused on Robin for a few seconds. This is what actually happened.

During the past years, Descartes could have launched a crushing attack with all his might to destroy the Fifth Legion without a chance for any of them to escape, but he did not do that. He realizes that this mini-war is merely testing the pulse of both sides, and destroying the Fifth Legion means that he will face a larger army after them, and that time there will be no more playing around.

He contented himself with sending plant armies the same size as the Fifth Legion at first, then two times, then three times, even ten times larger than them, each time implementing new plans and experimenting with new weapons to find the Fifth Legion's weak point, but to no avail.

The Fifth Legion was simply a rock and Descartes' soldiers were eggs, no matter how much he threw them at the Fifth Legion and how different the angel of throwing them, they would always crack first.

Even the infantrymen of the Fifth Legion were knights, and the weapons in their hands, those strange talismans, and the great diversity of laws within that single legion made battling them extremely difficult!

Although he managed to kill more than 60,000 soldiers from the Fifth Legion throughout the Six-Year War, the war also killed millions of his veteran soldiers and took out approximately 10% of his territory.

If the battlefield were enlarged by sending more soldiers from both sides, the loser here could be easily determined.

But he still has a chance, he can still choose one of two options...

The first is to show the weapons and plans he was preparing to deal with the other Tree Fathers. In this case, he may have a chance against the invaders, but by then all his cards will be revealed in front of the other Tree Fathers and he will be naked in front of them.

The second is to sacrifice a percentage of his refinement of the planet's spirit to create a warlord. Of course, he does not want to make such a choice, but it remains a deterrent weapon if things develop.

Of course, even these empty hopes collapsed after the army of the invaders defeated the armies of Tree Father Hoffenheim and crushed all of his plans and weapons, and their Emperor Robin even destroyed six warlords himself in the blink of an eye!

This is why, after the destruction of the Six Warlords, the rest of the Tree Fathers held their breath and kept their silence for two years. Even if they noticed Robin collapsing as well, they did not dare to attack. Even if Robin collapsed, his army is still there. One member of that army, Jabba, was able to single-handedly stop a Warlord and was very close to destroying him just before Robin arrived, so it's safe to say that making one Warlord wouldn't affect the invading army either, would they have to make multiple Warlords like Hoffenheim? Impossible. What crazy maniac would waste 200,000 years of his life's work like this?!

Of course, the option of allying together still exists. It is true that the Tree Fathers hate each other and prefer cold peace between them until they wipe out the humans first, but a real alliance is no longer a very distant matter and has actually been proposed more than once...

Flooding the invading army with soldiers from all sides should be enough to eliminate them or at least restrain them in their places, but the question is, can they trust each other? 

Hoffenheim's act was the simplest example that this is impossible... While creating the Warlords, he himself said that he would use them to wipe out the rest of humanity on Planet Greenland and the other Tree Fathers after he finished with the invaders. Although the Tree Fathers were angry upon hearing this, they did not blame him. Wouldn't they all have done the same?

Today, if that alliance is established and the Six Tree Fathers choose to fight the invaders to the end together, who can guarantee that one of them will not stab the rest in the back at the decisive moment? Who guarantees that each of the Tree Fathers will move his entire army and will not hide his trump cards? And if each one of them hid his cards and maintained a large army to protect himself from potential betrayal, then what is the benefit of the alliance in the first place?!

This is exactly why Descartes, a tree father, requested an interview with Robin today.

*If I war alone I will lose, and a war with the alliance will have unknown results, so why not hear what the leader of the invaders has to say first?* Or so he thought...

"Indeed, your message arrived loud and clear. I still have a few cards that I have not tried yet, but there will be no turning back if I do, so I wanted to hear from you first, and here we are, what exactly do you want?"

Robin straightened his posture slightly and looked directly into the eyes of the Tree Father incarnation, "Power, Descartes... I want power."