No matter how mature and steady Robin usually is, he can't help but be angry with Galen at this moment:

"Nonsense!"

"Demacia? Isn't Demacia the name of your company! ”

But Robin's expression couldn't help but become solemn again, and his eyes were full of questions when he looked at Galen:

She didn't know what the name of the Great Kingdom was.

What if Galen really had something to do with this huge kingdom that he used the name of the kingdom as the name of the company?

But Galen immediately answered Robin's question:

"What's this..."

"It's all made up anyway, so there's nothing wrong with calling it Demacia..."

Robin's chest rose and fell in anger, and he couldn't help but ask angrily: "You, you don't understand the text of history at all?!" ”

"Does it matter if you understand it or not?"

Instead, Galen waved his hand lightly and asked rhetorically:

"I'm asking you a question..."

"In this world, is there anyone else who understands the text of history besides you?"

“......”

Robin relieved himself in silence before replying with a gloomy face, "There may be, but I don't know." ”

"That's basically gone."

Galen nodded, and then pointed to the strangely engraved text and said:

"Since everyone doesn't know what's written on it..."

"Then I say what is written on it, and what is written on it!"

"You?!"

Robin subconsciously retorted: "How can you fabricate history like this!" ”

"How can this be called fabrication of history?"

Galen instead showed a bit of self-smugness and told Robin about his propaganda experience:

"It's just a reasonable means of public opinion propaganda:"

"When I need and have the ability in the future, I can swing a few big stones that no one can understand."

"Then we will find a few non-famous scholars in the corners who are 'allegedly persecuted by the world government' and make them known to them, and let them publish articles in the media one after another to 'decipher' the words in the historical text."

"No one understands it anyway..."

"I'll just say that I am the rightful heir of the great kingdom of Demacia, and the son of the era who has taken on the heavy responsibility of history, who can argue with me?"

Galen paused, and then said even more 'shamelessly' about his fraud plan:

"And in fact, you don't have to spend effort to find the text of history, isn't it just a few stones?"

"Hire a few stonemasons, I'll carve two pieces myself!"

"Anyway, with me watching, no one dares to test its authenticity."

Robin was silent, just staring at Galen with surprised eyes:

Although from the academic point of view of an archaeologist, such a falsification of history is very despicable; But from the practical point of view of a careerist, Galen's despicable methods sound very effective.

After all, Galen's ability to engage in public opinion propaganda has been completely seen by Robin these days, and it is not difficult to turn black and white upside down and create something out of nothing.

But Galen is more and more energetic, and the ambition and pride to create history continue to reverberate in his chest:

"When I and the world government are openly opposed..."

In front of Robin, the wanted criminal of the world government, Galen is not afraid to reveal his full malice towards the world government:

"I can completely say that the Celestial Dragons who created the world government are all hooligans, bandits, and thieves who have dug into the corners of the huge kingdom and taken advantage of the world crisis."

"No, that's a bit insufficient..."

Galen frowned, and revised the history he had just created even more vigorously:

"Then let's just say that the Draconians are actually parasitic beasts disguised as humans, or mews who eat human flesh for a living, in short, they are monsters that can't live without eating people."

"Anyway, not many people have ever seen the Celestial Dragons, and if they have seen the Celestial Dragons, they don't know if they eat people or not."

“.......”

Hearing Galen's words, which turned the rulers of this world into man-eating monsters, Robin could already imagine how much such a "historical text" would affect the situation in this world if it were circulated.

"Well..."

Galen's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth and made up a new trick:

"Or rather, eight hundred years ago, a demon from another world appeared on this planet."

"This demon ruined the wonderful huge kingdom and then led to the life of an exploiting class that ruled the world with twenty evil little brothers who followed him."

"Say no more!"

Robin covered her face helplessly, and the quality of a true scholar made her unable to listen to Galen's nonsense anymore:

"It's just enough to say that the Tianlong people are man-eating monsters, what kind of mess is this 'other world'!"

"My research results are very well-founded..."

Galen's strength was very sufficient, but he continued:

"If it weren't for the demons of another world, how could the ancient text be lost?"

"And then it turned out that it was English, Japanese, and kanji..."

"Shut up!"

Robin couldn't help but exclaim.

Galen's voice stopped abruptly as his mouth was clung to by two hands growing from his shoulders.

He finally obediently suppressed his erected desire to create.

Galen silently stretched out his hand and broke the palm of Robin's flowery fruit, and said jokingly:

"If you want me to shut up next time, can you use your own hands?"

"Although this hand feels similar to the touch, it feels too strange."

Robin didn't pay any attention to Galen's joke, but said with a cold face:

"Since you don't need me as an archaeologist at all, what are you going to do to recruit me at the risk of being an enemy of the World Government?"

"This..."

Galen pondered for a moment, then replied earnestly:

"First, in fact, I have never been a 'law-abiding citizen' of the world government, and it is only a matter of time before I stand on the opposite side of the world government."

"Second, the whole world knows that you are the son of O'Hara's demons, the only archaeologist who can decipher the text of history..."

Galen glanced at Robin deeply:

"So, you'll be the best person to help me make up the story."

"You want me to help you tell this nonsense?"

As a scholar, Robin was very resistant to Galen's disrespect for history.

"Of course."

Galen admitted his thoughts very frankly:

"I took you in the thorn in the side of the world government, and took the trouble to help you find the historical text you dreamed of, can't you let you help me say something?"

Galen glanced at Robin again, and his voice suddenly became a little serious:

"Ordinary people come to twist my neck like you did before, and they will die under my sword like a sand crocodile."

"Not only did I not kill you, but I kept you as my secretary, and a small part of the reason was naturally because you were useful to me."

"As an employee, you can't disobey your boss!"

“......”

Robin pondered for a long time before he finally made up his mind to set foot on Galen's thief ship.

Compared to the heroic man like Crocodall who wants to ask her about the whereabouts of her ancient weapons, Galen, the strange careerist who only thinks that she uses as propaganda material for public opinion, is naturally much safer.

"Well..."

Robin sighed lightly and pledged his loyalty to Galen, "I'll grant your request, boss." ”

"Just call me by my name."

Galen smiled with satisfaction and stretched out another hand to Robin: "Well, happy cooperation!" ”

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Robin shook Galen's hand, and suddenly grabbed the strange words in Galen's words with some curiosity:

"You just said 'I'm useful to you' and it's only a small part of the reason why you don't kill me, do you have other considerations for me?"

"Of course."

Galen explained in all seriousness:

"Anyone can do the 'interpretation' of history, but you have the best effect."

"And I don't know how long it will take for you to play this role, at least until I dare to confront the world government head-on."

"Then why are you..."

Before Robin's question could be expressed, Galen told a story without a clue:

"When I was in the Kingdom of Goa, I used to venture into the dense primeval forest."

"There are a lot of vicious beasts in the forest, and when they see me, they instinctively want to pounce."

Robin's eyes showed a deep sense of incomprehension, while Galen continued his story to himself:

"There was a tiger and a crocodile, and they attacked me at the same time."

"But these beasts naturally pose no threat to me, and they are soon defeated by my greatsword."

"In the end I killed the crocodile, but left the tiger behind."

Galen glanced at Robin and asked:

"Do you know why?"

Robin frowned, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't understand the "deep meaning" contained in Galen's story.

Finally, she had to ask:

"Why?"

Galen's expression was solemn and said the absurd and true truth contained in this story:

"Because the big tiger is good-looking."