Robin’s days in his new mansion followed a slow and lazy rhythm. After teleporting to this new world , the time was hectic, information overload made him sluggish. But resting for a few days made everything ok. He often slept late into the morning, the soft light streaming through the heavy velvet curtains of his room, waking only when the sun was already high. The bed, massive and covered in high quality fabrics, and equipped with many fetuses like self massaging and heating etc had become his refuge from the fatigue.

His afternoons were spent wandering through the estate’s moderate gardens, where neatly trimmed hedges, vibrant flowers, and ancient trees lined the pathways. Behind the estate stretched a dense forest that seemed to go on forever. Sometimes, Robin would venture into the woods, breathing in the crisp air, listening to the rustle of leaves and the calls of distant birds. There was something calming about the solitude, away from the noise of the city.

When he wasn’t sleeping or going sight seeing , Robin often practiced shooting with Andrew. The shooting range, tucked away near the edge of the property, was equipped with an array of weapons far more advanced than anything Robin had seen before. Under Andrew’s patient guidance, Robin’s marksmanship steadily improved.

Although he wanted to learn magic but Andrew was not good with explaining stuff. He could've asked Oliver, but he was busy with various works of the estate.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the grounds as Robin took shot after shot, channeling his focus and newfound strength into each round.

Evenings found him in the mansion’s small study, its walls lined with books that contains history of arora. Robin would sit in a plush leather chair by the fireplace, the soft crackle of flames filling the room as he thumbed through old family records, cosmic histories, and manuals on advanced technology. Reading about his ancestors, the achievements of his family, and the mysteries of space filled him with both curiosity and a sense of destiny.

And so the days passed in a peaceful yet aimless haze. Sleeping, exploring, practicing, and reading—an existence far removed from the life he once knew. It was a strange combination of isolation and comfort, as if time itself moved slower within the mansion's walls.

On one lazy evening robin set in the garden's small resting area. Oliver stood behind him and Andrew was guarding the place from just few steps away.

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Robin looked at both of his caretaker and thought," both of them knows everything about me but I don't know anything about them."

Giving it a proper thought robin asked,

"Hey Oliver! If you don't mind tell me bit about yourself. You guys knew almost everything about me and I don't know anything. If you don't want to tell it's also alright "

"It's alright sir, it's not as adventuring as your life." Saying that Oliver started telling his tale

Oliver was born into a family that had long served the William family, with his father being previous deputy butler of the household. Their family served William family for genarations. Out of four siblings he was the youngest. His early years were spent in the estate, where he learned watching his father closely. Despite being surrounded by service duties, Oliver’s family made sure he had a well-rounded childhood.

After completing his basic education in family estate, Oliver was admitted into the central academy with hospitality being the major. He was quit talented in magic. It was there that he crossed paths with old man Liam William, Robin’s great-uncle, who became a mentor figure for him for magic. Liam was childhood friend of Olivers father. They grew up together.

Upon graduation, Oliver returned to the William family estate, stepping into the role of butler, following in his father's footsteps. Seeing his talent this time Jackson the new deputy butler took him under his wing. His meticulous work ethic and deep understanding of the family’s needs allowed him to rise in prominence, earning him the trust of Jackson. When the head told Jackson to select a butler for robin , he entrusted this job to the guy he trusted most that being Oliver.

Although Olivers story was simple and liner but this made his amazed, there are family that served William family for generation to generation. Despite being talented in magic and had a chance to make a name for himself he choose to be a butler of the house.

His loyalty surprised robin.

After that he asked Andrew the same question.

He started speaking with straight face

"I never really thought too much about life, to be honest.As a kid, I’d watch those old military movies. Heroes, they’d say. People saving worlds, standing tall, guns in hand, shouting orders, taking down the bad guys. I didn’t care much about the medals or the honor. I just liked the idea of it—being out there in the action, knowing my role and doing my part. It seemed... clear. No messy stuff, no big thinking. Just orders and duty. I liked that.

When I hit the age, I signed up. No second thoughts. I remember some of the other recruits would sit around, talking about why they joined. Family pride, revenge, wanting to be part of something bigger. They’d ask me, and I’d shrug. I wanted to be a soldier. So I became one. Simple.

Training was tough, yeah. But it was ok. Run here, lift that, follow orders. I just did it. I went to Frontline there i followed every order they gave me but they say somehow i messed up the situation. After that i was transferred to the house. Thats it"

The information was much more then Robin expected. He thought Andrew would give answer like i wanted to be a soldier and i became one.

Although the answer was in the same lane but this fella expressed it somehow. robin chuckle