"There is no need to beat around the bush then, I know you've taken control of my nine planets, and I want them all back." Pythor locked his gaze firmly on Robin, exuding an air of authority. His tone was more of a command than a negotiation.
"Understandable, understandable~" Robin nodded a few times with a faint smile. "What will you offer me in return?"
"Peace, of course." Pythor spread his hands calmly. "This war has gone on far too long, and I know it's cost you dearly. Handing over my nine planets would be a fitting gesture of goodwill toward peace."
"Ahehehe~" Holak let out a loud chuckle, momentarily drawing everyone's attention.
Even Robin's smile widened slightly in response. "I understand I would gain peace, but that would be the end result of the negotiations. Now let's get back to the negotiations themselves. In exchange for the nine planets, what will you give me?"
