Lord of the Truth Chapter 1799 Preparing a new army

"Heh~" Morgana let out a soft, almost shy laugh, a sound that held a mix of amusent and relief. "I didn't an to challenge you, Your Majesty, or put any kind of pressure on you to help . It's simply... the truth, nothing more than that. I only speak honestly."

"My second star," she continued, her tone becoming more reflective, "I achieved it thanks to the miraculous technique you gave initially. And because I was already at the limit of two million units, all I needed was to apply the final pressure. That's why I beca a Two-Star Soul Master so effortlessly. The third star, however, was far more challenging-it delayed greatly, taking nearly seventeen years to expand my soul domain enough to finally push it forward to three million unit. And honestly... I believe I'll need a few centuries to reach the fourth star, even with the advantage of the three volus of the Soul Atlas at my disposal. Actually, without the third volu... I probably would have remained at the third star for ten thousand years or more."

Morgana shook her head slowly, a mixture of humility and quiet determination in her expression. "I am doing everything within my power to grow stronger, to serve you better, and to contribute in every way I can. But there are natural limits to my abilities. The structure of my soul domain is composed of 20% pure soul essence, and the rest consists of ordinary units. That is considered excellent for most Soul Masters, but it simply cannot support more than four stars." Her cheeks flushed slightly as she smiled, a combination of

embarrassnt and vulnerability showing through. "I'm sorry... I cannot stand at the forefront the way you might hope."

"Oh? Isn't that rely about purifying the soul domain structure?" Robin raised his eyebrows slightly, as if questioning the simplicity of her doubts. He took out a polished tal tablet and closed his eyes for a brief mont, focusing.

"Hmmm?" Morgana's eyes widened, her initial shock giving way to curiosity, then a cautious smile. "Your Majesty... you told before that you're not particularly interested in soul research. Perhaps that's why you don't fully realize how difficult this truly is. Attempting to alter the essence ratio in a soul domain structure is... just impossible. It's like tampering with the very foundation of a building; any interference risks the collapse of the entire structure."

She looked away, her expression tinged with regret and nostalgia. "Before my father's empire fell, I ticulously tried to expand my range with the goal of reaching fifty percent purity, aspiring to beco a Seven-Star-or even Eight-Star Soul Master like him. But alas... I walked this path cautiously, accepting whatever progress I could achieve at the ti. I do have so regrets over my past limitations, but I cannot regret my current level. Achieving twenty percent purity is already considered miraculous and I'm proud of it. If ti were reversed, I very likely would not have been able to surpass it."

She shook her head slowly and turned her gaze back to Robin, her voice soft but resolute. "I am truly sorry, Your Majesty... I cannot take on this role. I will continue to serve as a teacher in the Academy, guiding and nurturing the next generation. But you should look for soone else to take the position, soone worthy of your attention and capable of becoming the Academy's head. Don't worry-I will assist them with all my strength and knowledge."

"Girl," Robin said, a faint smile tugging at his lips, "you certainly have a flair for drama-I'll give you that!" He opened his eyes fully and handed her the tal tablet.

"What is this?" Morgana asked, glancing at the tablet, then at Robin, confusion and awe mingling in her voice.

"It's a technique I personally developed to modify the soul domain structure, replacing ordinary units with essence units," Robin said coldly, his voice calm but carrying a weight of authority.

".....??" Morgana's shock rendered her montarily speechless.

"..." Robin raised an eyebrow at her silence. "What?"

"What do you an, 'what?!" Morgana exclaid, her voice rising in disbelief. "You created sothing like this? You? How is that even possible?!"

"I wanted to, so I did it," Robin replied casually, shrugging as if it were the simplest thing in the world. "The purity of my own soul domain structure had already reached approximately ninety-five percent, but I wasn't satisfied with the remaining five percent, I saw it as a weak spot. So I devised a thod to replace those ordinary units with essence... and I succeeded."

Then he continued slowly, his tone calm but firm, "Honestly, Morgana, I don't think you can reach the exact sa level of purity on your own. This technique I created... it was designed to replace specific units, not to completely restructure the entire soul domain. It's precise, targeted. But with enough ti, patience, and deliberate effort, reaching forty percent or even fifty percent- is absolutely within your grasp. You'll need discipline, but it's not impossible."

Morgana's eyes widened as if the world itself had stopped."......?!" she whispered, her heartbeat quickening. Every other thought evaporated from her mind. She focused solely on one question, one hope, one spark that had lingered in her soul for decades. "Wait... are you saying you succeeded? Are you saying your soul domain structure is now... one hundred percent pure?!"

Robin's lips curved into a faint smirk, though a slight irritation lingered in his eyes. "Yes," he said, his tone clipped. "Why all the questions? Do you want it or not?"

"I want it!!" Morgana exclaid, her voice trembling with a mix of shock, excitent, and disbelief. She hugged the tal tablet as though it were the most precious thing in the universe, turning slightly to shield it from the world, as if anyone else might snatch it from her. Her hands trembled as she raised it slightly in front of her chest, her wide eyes fixed on Robin.

That tablet... that one small, unassuming tablet... held the key to a dream she had carried since childhood. The dream of finally reaching the elusive eighth star like her father, a dream that had haunted her every thought, every action. Slowly, cautiously, she lifted her gaze to Robin's eyes, her own filled with a mixture of awe, disbelief, and hesitation. This was no ordinary technique-it was legendary. Ultra-sensitive. Dangerous if misused. And yet, he himself had reached one hundred percent purity using it.

Her mind raced. Hadn't he said he didn't care about soul matters? This technique shouldn't exist. Even her father's empire, which had relied entirely on soul force, had never possessed such a thod...

What would happen if his majesty now decided to devote his attention to refining the soul system even further?

"You now possess everything required to beco a truly magnificent Royal Soul Master," Robin said, his voice steady, cold, almost clinical. "Talent, experience, knowledge, purity, and lots of Eralds... everything that remains is rely the passage of ti. I will not pressure you. I won't demand that you reach the seventh star within a century. That would be unnecessary. But three centuries? Three centuries is a reasonable, realistic tifra."

"Th-three centuries... only?!" Morgana gasped, her voice trembling with disbelief. Her mind whirled at the enormity of the task, yet a spark of hope

flared in her heart.

"Yes," Robin said firmly, raising his voice, the words cutting through the chill of the mont. "Three centuries. In that ti, the Academy you will build will grow at a staggering, unprecedented pace, eventually achieving the theoretical strength of a Stellar Academy. Then, when you yourself achieve the seventh star, I will secure the formal recomndations from three established Stellar Academies and officially crown you as the head of your own Stellar Academy.

Agreed?"

"...I'll try." Morgana ground her teeth, hugging the tablet even tighter, feeling the weight of her destiny pressing upon her shoulders.

"Good enough." Robin's rare, wide smile appeared, a flash of satisfaction

crossing his usually stoic features. He produced another tal tablet, noticeably larger than the one Morgana held, and placed it deliberately before her. "There's sothing else I need you to help with."

"Of course... whatever it is, I'll do it!" Morgana said, her voice quivering with

emotion. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Wasn't striving for the seventh star, while simultaneously overseeing the creation of a colossal academy, already enough to break her?

"The soul farms you've retrieved-the forty-nine planets you liberated-have they been relocated to the Grave Empire yet?" Robin asked casually, as if discussing sothing mundane, but the weight behind his words made

Morgana shiver.

"No," Morgana shook her head. "I told Harper that I am ready to guide them to their assigned locations at any mont, but no request has been made yet. The

transfer hasn't even begun."

Robin nodded slowly, as if he had expected this. "Expected... The full focus now is on transferring the planets to Nihari. Perhaps the Shadow Swords intentionally left your forty-nine planets for the final stage-maybe even until after Nihari's promotion. But that is fine. In fact, it may even be advantageous."

"Advantageous in what way, Your Majesty?" Morgana tilted her head slightly. "...Do you have business with those planets?"

"I have business with the eralds within them." Robin smiled. "I think it's ti to strengthen the Soul Path in the Three Empires."