Blackened Little Maid

"An interesting perspective."

Ross looked at Robin, his expression tinged with a hint of surprise.

Even he hadn't expected that a single blow would align Robin's thoughts so closely with Doflamingo's.

Doflamingo's words, "Justice will prevail? Of course, because only the victor is justice," had left a deep impression on many.

Now, Robin's idea that only the victor could write history was far beyond that of a simple historian in the pirate world.

"Do you know how the World Government will record this history of Ohara?"

Ross found Robin's innocent thoughts endearing and decided to strike while the iron was hot.

"How will they record it?"

Robin asked instinctively, though she already had a guess in her mind.

"In Marineford Era 1500, Ohara historians violated World Government orders, attempting to alter history to overthrow the World Government. All who intended to rebel were executed as traitors by the World Government, and their stronghold, Ohara, was eradicated by Admiral Sakazuki."

Ross wasn't guessing; he was stating facts.

This was an obvious outcome, and the documents were already prepared, waiting to be recorded in the World Government's historical archives.

Hearing this, Robin fell silent.

After a long moment, a thoughtful look flickered in Robin's eyes:

"Saint Ross, I want to make a deal with you."

She truly couldn't bear to watch Olvia research genuine history normally. She wanted to see Olvia face retribution, to see her despair in the end.

For this, she was willing to sacrifice herself.

Robin didn't know what Ross's intentions were towards her, but after these few encounters, she had become bolder.

It seemed that whenever they discussed serious matters, Ross was willing to make a deal with her or offer her a few choices.

No matter what Ross was plotting, as long as it helped her achieve her goal, she was willing to do anything.

"Tell me about it."

Ross's interest was piqued.

Robin's idea had come sooner than he expected; he thought she would bring this up a few years later.

He just wondered if the terms of the deal matched his own assumptions.

"I want to alter genuine history! Fabricate a piece of history that never existed!"

Robin looked at Ross seriously and voiced her idea.

To make Olvia despair, one had to first give her infinite hope.

She knew that even if Olvia wanted to research genuine history, it would be under the surveillance of Ross and the World Government.

Since that was the case, she would be the one to fabricate genuine history.

"What's the price?" Ross asked noncommittally.

"I've seen all the genuine historical texts previously stored in Ohara. All the history they researched is recorded in my mind."

Robin pointed to her head, a hint of madness in her smile:

"I can meticulously craft a history that is most beneficial for the World Government's rule, and have Olvia publicly announce it. My only request is that after Olvia announces it, she knows that what she has revealed is false history."

This was the most devastating idea she could think of for Olvia.

Olvia had killed her closest loved ones for genuine history; why should she be allowed to live well?

Since Olvia only cared about history, she would destroy it all.

"That's not enough," Ross said calmly.

Frankly speaking, Robin's proposal would definitely appeal to the Five Elders.

But for him, it held little significance; he could accomplish these things himself.

Robin's offered price was missing the one thing he truly desired.

Hearing Ross's calm words, Robin pursed her lips.

They looked at each other, a long silence stretching between them.

Finally, Robin's eyes dimmed.

To make Olvia suffer, she was willing to do anything!

"I'm willing to have the Celestial Dragon brand imprinted on my face."

As she uttered these words, Robin seemed to lose all her strength. If Ross hadn't caught her, she would have nearly fallen into the sea.

The Celestial Dragon brand was a mark that Celestial Dragons gave to slaves.

Having the brand imprinted on one's face essentially meant being a slave to the Celestial Dragons for life, and a slave to Ross.

"There's no need to imprint it on your face; it would be a shame on such a beautiful face."

Ross gently stroked Robin's hair, a smile playing on his lips.

"I will carve the exclusive Celestial Dragon brand of the Jaygarcia Family onto your arm. From the moment it's carved, you will be my maid."

"I understand..."

Robin's face was ashen, as if consumed by despair.

"When you've made up your mind, just go find Stella. We can discuss the Ohara incident in detail when I return from the South Blue."

"Y-yes... Master... Master."

Listening to Robin's barely audible reply, Ross's lips curled into a subtle smile. After confirming Robin could stand steadily, he strode towards the cabin.

Once Ross was out of sight, Robin quietly shed her despairing facade, revealing a chilling indifference deep within her eyes.

Yesterday, while practicing her abilities, she had imagined countless scenarios where Ross wouldn't kill her, even dreaming about them.

Her offer to become Ross's slave was merely one of those possibilities.

This was for the best.

Becoming Ross's slave was something she had anticipated.

Both Olvia and Ross were her enemies, and she would never forget them.

She didn't hate Ross for instigating Olvia; even without his instigation, someone else would have, and eventually, Olvia would abandon her because of the Ohara incident.

What she hated was Ross killing Professor Clover, and Ross killing Sauron.

After she avenged Olvia, Ross would be next!

Inside the cabin, Ross was heading towards Olvia's room, a smile playing on his lips.

"Still too naive. That feigned expression, it's almost identical to how I looked when I was pretending to be subservient."

"Her language, actions, demeanor, even her gaze were all an act, but sometimes, subtle physiological reactions are beyond even your own awareness."

"Robin, you were too resistant when I touched you."

As Ross mused these thoughts, his smile widened with amusement.

If Robin became an obedient maid, there would be no fun in it at all.

He genuinely wanted to see how Robin would get her revenge.

Or perhaps, who would fall first – Robin, or her revenge plot reaching its final stage.

"Saint Ross."

Zany appeared beside Ross. She had already finished contacting the Holy Land but hadn't shown herself while Ross was talking to Robin, instead hiding in the shadows as per Ross's instructions.

"Did you sense it just now?" Ross asked with a grin.

"Yes. Nico Robin directed a total of six killing intents towards you. When Olvia was mentioned, it was always accompanied by malice and hatred."

Zany lowered her head slightly, respectfully reporting Robin's emotional state.

As the user of the Succubus-Succubus Fruit, she possessed the innate ability to sense others' emotions.

Unless one possessed Conqueror's Haki or highly advanced Observation Haki, she could easily discern their emotions.

For a young girl like Robin, even from a hundred meters away, she could perceive all her inner emotions.