Robin was happy with his progress. He had spent weeks planning, although Oliver is the one who overseeing every detail, and it finally felt like his dream was about to come alive. As he sat in his room that evening, he felt the weight of all that had brought him to this point the quiet days in his seaside village, the old memories of his mother, and the revelations about this William family’s influence in this world. All the information overload and new surprise everywhere made his head work overtime.
Now, with Oliver handling the logistics, Robin could feel his nerves settling, like the last puzzle piece falling into place.
After dinner, Robin met with Oliver in the dining hall. He had a satisfied smile on his face. "The crew is ready, sir," Oliver said with pride. "Once the ship arrives, we’ll be able to set out as soon as you’re ready."
Robin looked at the file briefly, feeling the excitement bubbling up inside. “I trust you, Oliver. You always know how to pick the right people.” He gave the file back, smiling.
“One last thing,” Oliver said, his tone growing serious. “Before we leave, it might be wise to inform the family head and your grand-uncle Liam about your new venture.”
Robin nodded. He understood the significance of keeping the family informed, especially with something as leaving safe haven to an unknown terrain for him. He knew that, traditionally, all major family activities required some formal acknowledgment from the family head. Although he wasn’t asking for permission, he still wanted her blessing however subtle it might be. Also she asked him about his goal in future. Now it's his obligation to let her know about his decision.
The following morning, Robin sat in his study, typing a message to Linda William, the current family head. He kept it brief and respectful, outlining his journey and expressing his desire to see this new world . After hitting send, he went about his day, completing minor preparations and reviewing the basics logistics . He checked his device a few times, half-expecting a reply, but there was nothing. It was only late that evening, as he was ready to retire, that her response finally came through.
“Do whatever you want; it’s your life. And don't hesitate to call for help if needed” she replied.
The words were short , yet Robin sensed a hint of approval. He smiled, closing the device. Linda was known for her reserved nature, and while she was protective of the family, she allowed each member to go on their own path. Her brief message might have been her way of granting her support, even if subtly.
The next day, Robin decided to pay a visit to his grand-uncle, Liam, and his wife.
As he entered the apartment, Liam welcomed him with a warm smile and a firm handshake. “Robin, my boy!” he greeted, his voice carrying the strength of years and the wisdom of countless experiences. “I hear you have some grand plans.”
Robin chuckled, and said. “Yes, it's not world dominance I swear " liam smiled loudly" it's better not."
Robin started talking with a serious tone
" Granmp. I wanted to come personally to share my plans with you guys.”
Liam’s eyes sparkled with interest as Robin described his vision of exploring Arora and the cosmos beyond. His wife, who had been listening quietly, leaned forward with a look of admiration in her eyes. “It sounds like you’ve inherited that adventurous spirit from your grandfather,” she said softly.
Liam nodded, his gaze distant, as though recalling memories of Leo . Robin continued “ but I don't have grand ambition like restoring the peace and i don't want to venture into uncharted territory, I'll just visit those places that are not dangerous."
"Robin. Just remember, you’ll always have a place here. Keep in touch, and stay safe. We’ll be eager to hear of your discoveries." said Liam.
Robin felt a rush of gratitude. Their support meant the world to him, a reminder that even though he was setting out on his own path, he was still connected.
As the preparations reached their conclusion, Robin’s anticipation grew stronger. When the ship finally arrived at his mansion, he felt like a child on the morning of a long-awaited festival. He walked around it, marveling the new and upgraded design. Though it looked the same on the outside as before, the engineering team had assured him that its internals had undergone an extensive upgrade.
The family’s chief engineer, a seasoned man named Grant, met him by the ship’s entrance. “She’s good as new, young master. The external structure is unchanged, but the engine, radar, communications, and weapon systems have all been upgraded. She’s now per with the fastest and most versatile ships .”
Robin nodded, his excitement tempered by appreciation for the team’s hard work. “Thank you, Grant. And about my grandfather’s flagship…?”
Garret smiled knowingly. “Ah, that’s going to be a project in itself. Restoring a ship of that size and historical significance will take time. Its body is rusted , weapons are old, need to upgrade communication system and many more things to do But we’ll do it right, no matter how long it takes.”
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“That’s all I ask,” Robin replied, his voice filled with anticipation. The flagship was a symbol of his grandfather, and one day he hoped to see it reach the stars, bridging the past and the future.
Finally, the day of his departure arrived. Robin gathered all the household staff in the grand hall. The servants, some of whom had been serving him after he came to this planet .
“I want to thank each of you for the care and service you’ve given me during my time here,” Robin said, his voice sincere. “This house isn’t just a place to me it’s a home, because of you. While I’m gone, I hope you’ll treat it as your own.”
The staff members murmured their gratitude, and a few stepped forward to wish him well. One of the older housekeepers, Mrs. Harrow, dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief as she offered him a small charm. “For luck and safe travels, Master Robin. It's a souvenir from my hometown. Legend says it keeps one safe from unknown danger ”
Robin accepted it with a grateful smile, touched by the gesture. With a final round of goodbyes, he turned and boarded the ship, feeling the excitement boiling in him.
Once inside, Oliver and Andrew were already at their stations, prepared for launch. Robin took his place in the bay area of ship, feeling a thrill of anticipation as the engines hummed to life around him.
As Robin set foot on his newly upgraded ship, he took in the sight of its interior design. From inside it doesn't look like a ship it looks more like a small apartment . The familiar faces of Oliver and Andrew stood beside him, but there were new crew members assembled in front of him. Oliver, took it upon himself to introduce each member to Robin with the same meticulousness he applied to everything else.
"Sir, I’d like to introduce you to our full crew," Oliver began. Robin nodded, allowing him to proceed. He was eager to meet the people who would be accompanying him on this monumental journey across Arora and for the grand venture of future he can add more people.
Oliver gestured to an older gentleman with a grizzled beard and an air of quiet confidence. The man stood with his hands folded behind him, his posture as steady as steel.
"This is Captain Raylan, our pilot. He may have retired from active duty with the family, but his skills are unmatched. He’s been with the William family for over three decades, navigating everything from planetary shuttles to interstellar cruisers." Oliver paused, letting Robin take in the sight of the seasoned pilot who wore his experience like a second skin.
Raylan gave a respectful nod. "I’m honored to be at your service, young Master ," he said with a deep voice that resonated with years of discipline.
Robin returned the nod, already feeling a sense of security. "The honor’s mine, Captain. I’m counting on your expertise to make this journey memorable."
Next, Oliver introduced a middle-aged looking woman with a warm smile and an apron tied neatly around her waist. Her demeanor was welcoming, and her hands, calloused yet gentle, showed the care and experience that only years of culinary work could provide.
"This is Chef Marla," Oliver continued, "Raylan’s wife and our chef for this journey. Marla’s served the William family for nearly as long as her husband. She’ll be ensuring we’re well-fed with meals fit for royalty."
Marla laughed softly. "I’ll make sure everything will be in your standard , young Master ," she smiled and said. "And since Raylan and I are finally together on a voyage, it’s a bit of a vacation for us too."
Robin felt a genuine warmth in her words, and he couldn’t help but smile. "Then I’m glad I can offer you both a new adventure together," he replied. He appreciated that they had left behind the comforts of retirement and families safety to be part of this journey, and their companionship would no doubt bring a sense of family to the ship.
Moving on, Oliver introduced the two men standing with disciplined, straight-backed postures beside Andrew. Both were younger than Andrew, with determined gazes and a hint of enthusiasm that only fresh recruits possessed.
"These are Norman and Silas, your new guards," Oliver said. "They’re not as battle trained as Andrew, but both have proven their mettle in various security roles under the family. Norman and Silas will serve directly under Andrew’s command to ensure the ship’s security."
The two men saluted, giving Robin a brief but respectful bow. Norman, with close-cropped dark hair and a muscular build, had a serious, no-nonsense expression. Silas, leaner and quick on his feet, offered a subtle smile as if to convey that he was up for any challenge.
Robin appreciated their dedication. "I’m glad to have you both aboard. I’m sure we’ll be seeing a lot of each other in training and beyond."
"Ready for anything, sir," Norman replied confidently, while Silas nodded, his face mirroring Norman's resolute demeanor.
Finally, Oliver introduced the last member, a man with an aura of calm intelligence that set him apart. His attire was practical, yet he carried a satchel filled with what Robin guessed were notes, books, and perhaps a few tools. His gentle eyes held an attentive curiosity, and he gave Robin a respectful nod, yet his gaze remained slightly uncertain.
"This is Dr. Elric, a healer and historian," Oliver announced. "He’s not affiliated with the family but is an old friend from my university days.
I told you about him in the past. Luck didn't favor him so didn't have big aether storage to be a healer despite having some of the rare affinity. But he’s exceptionally knowledgeable about Arora’s history and cultures, which will be invaluable on our journey. He’s also adept in medicine, though he can't heal you with magic but has to use medicine Nonetheless, he’s capable and resourceful."
Elric gave a small bow, his voice soft but firm. "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Master Robin. I look forward to assisting you and sharing my knowledge of this world."
Robin’s curiosity was piqued by Elric’s unusual combination of skills. "Thank you, Elric. I've heard about you from Oliver. I’m sure we’ll be relying on your guidance and medical expertise," he replied. "And please, just call me Robin."
Elric gave a subtle smile. "As you wish, Robin."
Robin took a moment to let his gaze sweep over the crew, a team chosen with both skill and loyalty in mind. Each one had a role to play, and Robin felt a wave of gratitude and responsibility washed over him.
He cleared his throat, deciding to offer a few words. "Thank you all for joining me on this journey. I know each of you has sacrificed something to be here, whether it’s the comfort of home, the security of familiar duties, or the easy path. But I promise, together, we’re going to make this an adventure worth remembering."
The crew looked back at him, expressions ranging from encouragement to solemn commitment. Robin felt their unity, and it was a comfort knowing they were all dedicated to the same goal.
With the introductions complete, Oliver guided everyone through the ship, assigning rooms along the way. Robin’s quarters were spacious yet thoughtfully arranged, with his personal belongings neatly set up. His VR gaming pod sat invitingly in one corner, and his wardrobe was stocked with clothes suited for both casual and formal needs.
"Oliver, you’ve outdone yourself," Robin remarked, taking in the cozy yet functional layout.
"Only the best for you, sir," Oliver replied with a nod. "I ensured everything was arranged according to your preferences."
As Robin settled into his room, he glanced around, appreciating the familiarity among the novelty. It was a small piece of home amid the vast unknown that lay ahead. The journey he had dreamed of for so long was finally happening.
With everyone settled and the ship’s systems primed, Captain Raylan took his place at the helm, adjusting the controls with a steady, experienced hand. Robin joined him in the cockpit to see, where the vast expanse of space stretched out before them like a canvas awaiting their touch.
"Ready for takeoff, Captain?" Robin asked, feeling the thrill of the moment.
Raylan nodded, a gleam of excitement in his weathered eyes. "It’s been too long since I had the pleasure, sir. We’re ready whenever you are."
Robin glanced back at the rest of the crew, each of them prepared and watching him expectantly. He gave a firm nod, the leader within him taking hold.
"Then let’s set sail," he commanded.
The ship hummed to life, engines roaring as they lifted from the mansions driveway. With a surge of power, they ascended, and started soring the sky