Trust Me
Kiran remained silent for a second, until he opened his mouth.
"Don't worry, you won't find any contradictions." he smiled, knowing if he showed any doubt, his head was going to blow up.
Robin narrowed her eyes, still aiming the gun.
"I hope so..." she whispered sarcastically, hoping that she would get a good reason to blow his head off.
"Yeah yeah, first, let's clarify something, I didn't kill those Emblans because I wanted to "flaunt my power", I did it because... NOBODY KILLS NINO WHILE I'M STILL ALIVE!... and because this is the war, what were you expecting?.."
Robin backed off a little when Kiran yelled. "Why is that little girl.. so important to you?.. because if you wanted to protect her, you did quite a horrible job at it."
"No, what happened is that you are a really good tactician... it was the first time Nino died in a battle." Kiran sighed "Considering I gave her my bike as a present, I read for her every time she wants.. and play with her..." Kiran sighed as his face turned into a kinda sad smile. "I don't know.. I'm not sure if I treat her as if she was my little sister... or my daughter..."
Robin noticed a tiny smile on Tiki, Sharena and Lilina's faces.
"But, don't you think you exaggerated?.. Veronica told me you can also revive your soldiers."
"That's the problem... can I really do that?... or maybe..." Kiran then shook his head, placing his hand on his forehead and growling a little. It was kinda simple actually, with Nino disappearing becoming more and more transparent, it basically means that she was erased, breaking her into atoms, and reconstructed in other place... the problem?
It meant her brain stopped existing, and to create her again in a different place, it would be necessary to use different atoms. The question was.. is the Nino that appears again in Askr the same Nino that disappeared?
Or was she just a copy who believes to be the Nino who disappeared on Kiran's hands? However, there was no way to know that, as she would have the same memories.
He smacked himself mentally. His best friend would never think of something like that, instead prioritizing on the situation before him. And the situation was that if he didn't do anything, he would be dead meat.
"Or maybe?.." Robin raised her eyebrow, as curiosity devoured her mind.
"Forget it...just, are you gonna stay aiming that thing towards my brain the whole day?... know what, forget it again.. you three, leave, I'll be fine."
"Well, I would like to see how the results of pulling the trigger are. You make a nice guinea pig."
"Tse, it is pretty simple, once you pull that shit, a tiny object called bullet is shot, it has compressed magic, once it collides against a body or anything, due the super speed the bullet travels, it explodes releasing the magic, it's pretty mortal because it attacks the persons from inside their bodies, unfortunately, create even only one bullet is hard as hell, due that, it only has one bullet left... so, now you know how does it work, are you gonna let me prove you Veronica is the real villain here.. or at least that I'm not evil?." Kiran narrowed his eyes, giving a very bored and sad face.
"Of course." she said, her hand still on the trigger. "Proceed." Kiran pointed towards something. "Do you see that?...it's called a telescope." Robin looked at it. "Oh?...what does it do?"
Kiran smiled. "It allows one to see the stars more easily. Also, it allows someone-" "To spot us, eh?...try something else, Kiran." Kiran sighed. She was quite smart, and he definitely wasn't getting away with everything.
"Here. This...this let's someone know the way." Robin frowned. "What does it do?" Kiran held the compass in his hand. "I built this...so that the needle always points north, no matter how you turn the dial."
Robin started to look a bit convinced, though she still had the gun to his head. "So...it prevents people from getting lost...I understand now...you really should have packaged it with instructions."
"Not only that, it's more useful than the North star for a sailor, because you can look at it even in the day." Then Kiran pointed at another thing that he had created, ignoring her snide comments. He couldn't exactly call them inventions, since he was only replicating objects from his world, but he could call them his creations.
He showed her a small device. "This is something we call a watch." Robin frowned. "Watch?... what makes it different from a compass?" Kiran clasped his hands. "This tells the time. You know that there's morning and night, right? Well, this device, if used right, can determine how much time is left to the sunset or sunrise, you can administer your time very well using this."
With that, Kiran described to her the concepts, designs, and uses of the microscopes, rudimentary vapor motors, a few plumbing items, chalkboards, etc. Kiran ended his statement with a, "Why would a villain build all these devices when they're clearly designed to help people?"
He sincerely hoped that she wouldn't be like his best friend, always able to outsmart his arguments. His best friend wasn't much of an engineer or designer, but he was definitely an individual who could easily convince and manipulate others...unlike him with this girl.
Robin thought about it. Fine...she thought. She'll trust him, then. Putting the gun down, she gave it back to him. "Fine...I'll trust you for now, then." she glared at him.
"So...what now?" Robin asked Kiran. Before she could do anything else, Lilina and Sharena grabbed her. Kiran sighed. "Sorry, Robin. You're still a bit of security risk. Don't worry...we just need to bind you to the Briedabilik... just let me change it to summoning mode."
Kiran fired into the air...only for him to scratch his head from sheer embarrassment. "Right...I can't exactly summon you... " Kiran face-palmed and called himself pendejo (idiot), "I have to fight you first...then I can have you on our side."
Robin rolled her eyes. "So in the end, you still have to let me go. What a genius." Kiran sighed. "Yeah...it's a bit of a brain fart on my part. But anyway, do you trust that we're not the villains?"
Robin nodded. "You don't seem to be villains...I suppose I can put my trust in you."
Robin waited for the summoner Kiran to come. She held her tome, as her troops readied themselves. While she knew she was to give her all in this battle, in her heart, she secretly wished to lose...though not without going down without a fight.
She checked her troops. "We're all level 25...can we take them down?".
"Together we can surpass everyone!" the emblan soldiers nodded, raising their weapons.
She looked at the enemy troops appearing, Kiran walked on the front with his troops.
His cape flowed in the wind, and he flipped his hood down. "Robin...we meet again..."
Robin nodded. "Hello, Kiran...do your best, or worst." she looked at him, her eyes staring into his very soul..
"Gah.. she's glaring at me... from this angle.. she looks... kinda pretty... uuaaaa, no no no!, don't think about it!".
Kiran coughed as he spoke. "Um.. well.. let's say that.. jejeje.. when I came into this world the first time, I brought some new heroes to make sure they would get experience.. but now.. you will face my elite of heroes!."
Kyran took out his units, all which were level 40. "You don't need tactics for this now." Robin looked at the level 40 units. "...you filthy, son of a bi-"
A few minutes later, Robin was walking with the newest batch of new heroes.
Kiran walked by her side, she gave him a disgusted face.
"Um.." Kiran raised his finger a little." may I know what's wrong?.."
It only made her glare at him more. "Cheater..."
"Haha, yeah, I'm a cheater, but I prefer to be a cheater and have you fighting with me instead of fighting you in the enemy lines."
"This didn't let me know your tactician skills better!."
Kiran placed his hand on her shoulder. "Then wanna play chess?, I mean, I know it does not has a good representation of a real fight but.. it's better than nothing?."
"...do you know what does being a good chess player usually require?" Robin asked. Kiran thought about it. "Hm...tactics?" Robin rolled her eyes. "No. Chess often relies of memory. Once someone plays chess too much, everything will be expected to him or her. It's not a game of strategy. It's a game of memory."
"...ah.. now I'mma ask you this... how many people is actually able to reach that level of memory?.."
"Um...well..."
"How many people is able to process and remember any detail of the game to be able to expect everything?... how many people is really able to predict all the moves of the rival?.."
"I mean, do you realize the amount of possible moves in the game after three moves are like 121 millons?.."
"Yes."
"What kind of mind is able to predict the behaivor of the rival almost everytime?.. what kind of mind is able to process all the information about all the possible moves, the situation on the table, that it is not simple at all and finally, to decide what to do in just matter of seconds?... considering most people is unable to listen well to somebody when they are reading or paying their attention to other things?... our brains aren't prepared for that.. especially you because you have amnesia... and if you can do that... what are you?, an artificial intelligence?."
"That's where you're wrong, Kiran." Kiran frowned, wondering what she meant.
"The reason why it's a memory game is that the every single opponent will do some kind of move that is either easily predictable, or something that a bunch of others will do. It's not about the amount of possible moves, it's about how people will normally react to yours...and they normally react the same way as billions of others. Of course, if someone did a different move, it would either be easily countered as it's usually a bad move, or if it's not a bad move, it would probably be a very predictable move as well, and easily considered and be met with a backup plan if the opponent has played enough games of chess, though in the beginning of chess, this matters less. So basically, while you are sort of right, the thing that renders your argument null is that there are many possibilities that can be taken out, and will not ever be taken."
Kiran bit his lip. Clever girl... then he remembered something"Uh, do you realize that using the same logic, we could say math is just about memory and nothing about reasoning?.."
"Uh?."
"It is like saying, to solve this equation I don't need to think anything, because I already know how it works, so I'mma ignore the reasoning that determineed that equation is the one what helps me to solve the problem and I'mma say that math is all about memory, it is not about reasoning... in fact, you're making a fallacy of fake dilemma, saying the game is only about memory and not about tactics, when both options aren't mutually exclusive to each other.. chess can perfectly be a game about tactics and memory.. in fact, even the real war is about memory and tactics.. the fact you don't need to create the same tactic again and you just need to remember it, does not mean it is not a tactic anymore, just, if it is not broken, don't fix it."
"Well fine, let's call it a draw."
"I guess.."Kiran shrugged. "Oh, well, but I can tell you about my tactics... honestly, I usually create my strategies a few hours or even thirty minutes before the battle, having a explorer pegasus and a telescope allows me to know what kind of units my enemy have and how much distance separates me from them, even I can know how the land is like so.. it gives me better details about what to do".
"So that's how you defeated my friends.."
"Yeah, it didn't work very well with you since you hid your soldiers the first time... you're better tactician than me, I'm sure about that, but I have better tools to use... honestly, if you had everything I have, you would be even better, also other thing that helps is that prince Poncho has information about almost every hero in the worlds we have visited, even their weakness, it is because of.. well, we are from the future.. so the history and legends about the heroes is stored in our library."
"It explains how did you know too much about my life.. but you said I told you all that.. how?"
"Well, the worlds are infinite, we call this world, the world of Awakening, but there's at least an infinite number of worlds with the same base characteristics that are necessary to considerate it a world of Awakening.. and let's say this is not the first time I've met you... in this moment, in Askr, another Robin is protecting the kingdom with the rest of the order."
".. and I tought Lucina's time travel stuff was complicated and confusing...not that you would ever understand what it feels like." Robin placed both hands on her head.
"It's called, quantum physic.. each possibility generates a new timeline.. and.. well.. that other Robin... is a man."
"... You are kidding me... right?."
Kiran shook his head and he answered a no. "Who said you always are born with the same gender?.. even in this moment a female me is having this conversation with a male you in other timeline." Robin gave a tired face as she imagined her male version, realizing it would be a great opportunity to test her abilities against.. herself?.. himself?.. well, she hoped that they didn't have different colors, as having an advantage would be quite boring.
Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Kiran stroking her hair, the white tactician immediately stopped. "Um.. Um.. sorry.. but well.. you seemed to have a headache..and I wanted to do something.. but.. emm..." Kiran looked away.
"Don't do it again, you fucking pervert."
"Sorry.. it just that your braids remind me of my sisters' ones.. and they allowed me to play with them a lot.. so... I like to stroke girls' hair.. but don't worry, I won't do it again". Then, Kiran punched himself on the face very hard, making his face very red.
Robin felt more uncomfortable after that, feeling for the first time, concern for Kiran...but she decided that he should do that a few more times for having a hair fetish "I'm glad that you can see the errors of your ways...if you really want to get punched, I can help you."
"I do it every time I do something stupid, due that, I do less stupid things than when I was a kid... sometimes I wanna travel back in time and punch myself to see if I mature faster...and well..what are you waiting for?..."
Robin's fist collide against Kiran's nose, as he fell, she got over him and punched him many more times, but too many, and as final hit, she kicked him on a very particular place.
"AAAAAAAAh! AAAAAAAAAhh! AAAAAAAh!, ¡NO CHINGES MUJER! (DON'T EXAGGERATE WOMAN), I CARESSED YOUR HAIR, NOT YOUR ASS!.. AAAAH!.
She kicked him on the stomach... Kiran continued suffering on the floor minutes after she left, as the Askarian prince and the Renais king helped him to walk back to his tent.
"Esa perra está loca... (That bitch is insane...).."
The prince Alfonse gave him an empathic look. "Um.. I thought you said you loved pain..."
"I SAID A LITTLE!.. this is a completely different level wey, no mames (dude, don't speak bullshit).."
"Relax bro, or how you would say it, tranquilo cabrón, tranquilo... (calm down pal, calm down)."
Kiran turned to see Ephraim. "Chinga tu hermana... (Go fuck your sister..)".