Little Garden 31-35

Title: Laplace’s Glasses

At nine o’clock in the morning, at the Thousand Eyes headquarters.

Under the guidance of Isabela, the shop attendant of Shiroyasha’s Thousand Eyes store,

Aslan, forced by Kurousagi to wear a tight-fitting suit, arrived.

Shortly after, Aslan entered the reception room. After waiting a moment, a muffled voice mixed with the fatigue of someone just waking up could be heard.

“Let him in. Tsk, coming this early. Can’t you be a little considerate and let me sleep longer?”

Isabela stepped aside, slid open the door, and invited him in.

“Please come in.”

“Boss Shiroyasha, isn’t it already past morning?”

Aslan entered the reception room and saw Shiroyasha still lying in bed, wearing a panda-patterned pajama.

He couldn’t help but twitch his lips, then said,

“And isn’t the auction supposed to start at ten?”

“Hah? Tsk, Isabela, why didn’t you tell me?”

Shiroyasha stared at Isabela, the Thousand Eyes shop attendant, with disbelief. Yet, from her blinking eyes, a faint realization could be seen.

It seemed Shiroyasha had truly forgotten she was supposed to host this auction.

“My apologies, Lord Shiroyasha. I will reflect on this.”

Isabela bowed slightly, showing she acknowledged her mistake. But she also looked slightly helpless.

What could she do? She was merely a shop attendant sent by her superior to supervise Shiroyasha.

“Whatever, you go out and prepare breakfast for me.”

Shiroyasha said in a very “generous” tone. Yesterday, she had been showing off to others and accidentally drank too much.

Even now, her head still felt slightly dizzy.

Shiroyasha rubbed her eyes, gazing at Aslan with half-open eyes.

“Come here for a moment.”

Aslan was slightly confused, not knowing why Shiroyasha suddenly called him.

Still, he walked closer, sat beside Shiroyasha’s bed, and sniffed the air.

“The smell of alcohol is overwhelming.”

The strong scent of alcohol immediately stung Aslan’s nose, making him instinctively fan the air in front of him before feeling slightly more comfortable.

“Boss, how much alcohol did you drink last night?”

“You really make me proud.”

Shiroyasha patted Aslan’s shoulder with satisfaction. Yesterday had truly been the most enjoyable day she’d experienced in Little Garden.

Especially when she saw the expressions on Indra’s, Queen Halloween’s, Athena’s, Zeus’s faces—the gods’ jealousy so intense it distorted their features.

That feeling was incredibly satisfying.

Especially Queen Halloween’s face—the little slut who had stolen six of her Sun Authorities. Her envious expression was so intense her teeth nearly shattered.

It should be noted that Queen Halloween was famous in Little Garden for training heroes. The knights under her in Avalon were even exceptional heroes among Four-Digits.

She personally trained and gathered them.

Why else would she spend countless energy and resources training these heroes? Wasn’t it to make herself proud?

Exchanges of interest among the elite were often conducted through Gift Games between representatives.

The status of an exceptional Four-Digit hero wasn’t lower than most Three-Digit God Kings in their pantheons.

With these heroes, Queen Halloween could live very comfortably in the Lower Floors.

Only the shameless Greek divine group, where most main gods were stuck at exceptional Four-Digit, could rival Queen Halloween.

But now telling her that the SSR-class hero she painstakingly selected and trained—Shiroyasha went and obtained a UR-class savior? He also surpassed the Last Trial of Mankind and had a Boundary Spirit Status?

Who wouldn’t be jealous? In retaliation, Shiroyasha was forced to drink vast amounts of divine wine.

She just didn’t know why her whole body ached now, as if she’d just fought someone.

Well, more accurately, she’d been beaten by jealous people until their eyes turned red.

To make Shiroyasha drunk, they even brought out their private collections—divine wine made by Soma himself, Jade Nectar from the East...

Yet, a Star Spirit’s physique was truly extraordinary. After drinking so much divine wine, Shiroyasha sobered up within a single night.

“Hahahaha, don’t worry about the details. Today, I, your boss, will take you to see the world!”

Shiroyasha seemed not to hear Aslan’s words, belched, and said contentedly.

Then Shiroyasha opened her eyes wide, stared at Aslan, held her chin, thought for a moment, then reached out and touched him.

“This outfit doesn’t quite fit.”

“The design is good, but the material is too poor.”

As she said this, Shiroyasha clapped her hands, and a perfectly tailored black butler suit appeared in her hands.

“Change.”

“Here?”

Aslan’s mouth twitched. He looked around.

Wasn’t this Shiroyasha’s bedroom?

“Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?”

Aslan asked with slight concern. It wasn’t that he was afraid to change clothes, but he feared Shiroyasha would beat him once she sobered up.

Most importantly, Shiroyasha still looked drunk. Did she even realize what she was doing?

“Tsk, if I don’t care, why are you worrying?”

Shiroyasha complained unhappily. Why was an adult man suddenly acting so sensitive here?

Was he sensitive? Aslan was thinking about his safety!

Then Shiroyasha clapped her hands again. The next second, before Aslan could even react, his clothes had already changed into a butler suit.

“Alright, now you look better.”

Shiroyasha clapped her hands in satisfaction, but as she looked at Aslan, she felt something was missing.

“Oh right, his face is missing something.”

As she said this, Shiroyasha pulled out a golden-rimmed monocle and placed it on Aslan.

[Gift: Laplace’s Glasses
Crafted by the omniscient demon, the Demon of Laplace. Can identify most Gifts. Contains Thousand Eyes’ public information database and has the ability to analyze certain information.]

After all, Aslan had only been in Little Garden for a few days, and he was about to attend the Thousand Eyes auction.

Being uninformed was extremely embarrassing.

For this, Shiroyasha had also made minor preparations. She had asked the Demon of Laplace to create omniscient glasses.

To cover Aslan’s knowledge gaps. However, the upper limit of this item could only identify Five-Digit-level Gifts.

Or Gifts with public information.

Gifts above Four-Digit already had the ability to conceal themselves.

But even if it could only identify Five-Digit-level Gifts, this was already an extremely valuable and rare Gift.

More importantly, this item could also be useful when going to the outer worlds.

“Alright, now you won’t have to worry about embarrassing me at the auction.”

“Hmm, thank you, Boss.”

Aslan didn’t say much. He simply remembered this quietly in his heart.

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Title: The Legend of the Fastest Savior

“Of course, this looks much more comfortable.”

After placing the glasses on Aslan, Shiroyasha looked at him wearing the neat black butler suit, golden-rimmed monocle on his face, and that ever-present smile.

She clapped her hands in satisfaction and said joyfully.

“This will make them all jealous to death.”

Aslan’s appearance wasn’t bad—especially after receiving Divinity from Shiroyasha.

One could even say he had a near-divine look. Aslan was elegant yet retained his masculinity.

Combined with the mysterious and mischievous aura of his Planeswalker status, the radiant aura from his Sun Authority, and now styled by Shiroyasha.

Shiroyasha’s aesthetic sense was still excellent.

Right now, Aslan could even make it to the finals if he participated in Little Garden’s male beauty contest.

As for winning—still a bit difficult. The winner was always just one: the Sun God, Apollo.

Aslan wouldn’t even want to win, since the prize was Apollo’s affection.

It was an old Greek tradition, and this culture remained very popular.

“Sir, your breakfast?”

Isabela carried a bowl of soy milk and a fried dough stick, opened the door, and prepared to serve breakfast.

But she never expected to see such an extraordinary scene the moment she opened the door.

(Oh goddesses, what am I seeing?)

(Lord Shiroyasha, famous for loving beautiful girls, is actually helping a man adjust his tie?)

(Could Lord Shiroyasha have changed? Or is this not actually a man?)

(Is he just a beautiful girl who looks slightly masculine?)

Isabela preferred to believe Aslan was a beautiful girl who looked slightly like a man, rather than believe Shiroyasha had changed.

She had been Shiroyasha’s shop attendant for several hundred years, and this was the first time she’d ever seen her so close to a man.

“Just leave it there. I’ll eat it later.”

Shiroyasha casually waved her hand, stepped down from the bed in her panda pajamas, and circled around Aslan.

“Seems nothing’s missing.”

Shiroyasha nodded in satisfaction. This was her follower god’s first appearance before the gods, so Aslan had to be dressed impeccably.

Actually, this auction wouldn’t attract so many attendees.

But Shiroyasha had been too excited, showing off everywhere.

It sparked the gods’ curiosity. At least half the gods and buddhas attending this auction came because of Shiroyasha.

A Four-Digit Divinity was indeed valuable, but for pantheons with Three-Digit God Kings, it wasn’t that precious.

They could make one themselves.

But Shiroyasha’s proudly boasted follower god—this they had to see for themselves.

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“Yoho~”

“Aslan, hurry. That blue ponytail guy up ahead—let’s go greet him.”

“Boss, can you please stop moving? You’re a Star Spirit, but I’m not.”

Aslan said with a pained expression. He never expected Shiroyasha had dressed him up so nicely just to use him as a mount.

Well, of course not that kind of mount. Don’t think dirty.

Shiroyasha was currently sitting on Aslan’s shoulders, directing him to greet her friends.

But Aslan had underestimated one thing—Star Spirit weight.

Especially Shiroyasha, originally a Star Spirit of an ancient star, and now a Star Spirit of the sun and white night. Neither was remotely light.

Aslan currently felt like he was carrying a continent and struggled to move.

The point was, after Shiroyasha sealed herself to avoid affecting her Spirit Status, she added a Gift allowing her to freely control her mass.

While maintaining her physical form, she also ensured she wouldn’t damage surrounding objects.

But that only meant she wouldn’t destroy things.

“Yo? Shiroyasha, is this your follower god?”

“Not bad-looking.”

Feeling a gaze from behind, the purple-blue-haired man also stopped, turned around, and said.

“Of course. I have very high standards for my follower gods.”

Shiroyasha proudly raised her head. Right now, in terms of follower gods, she could almost say no one in all of Little Garden could rival her.

With Aslan’s current achievements and Spirit Status, few could match him.

Even if there were, they wouldn’t willingly submit to another as a follower god or anything similar.

“But Indra, why did I smell a strong aura of Victory Divinity on my body when I woke up this morning?”

Shiroyasha glared at Indra with slight resentment. She must have been tricked and attacked last night.

Otherwise, how could she feel pain all over her body upon waking?

With a Star Spirit’s physique, such a situation was impossible. She wasn’t an elderly woman going through menopause with various illnesses.

Moreover, in terms of Star Spirit age, she was still a child.

Her sleep quality was excellent. Even drunkenness wouldn’t leave her aching all over.

But even though she knew she’d been attacked, she had to ask—how did you know I got a savior follower god?

The more she was attacked, the more it showed how jealous others were of her, and the happier Shiroyasha felt.

“Actually, Athena couldn’t hold back. I wanted to stop her, but I was in Lower-level Human form and no match for Athena.”

Indra said with innocent sadness. He was Shiroyasha’s close friend. A friend who had once partied together.

How could he possibly attack his own friend?

Though Shiroyasha yesterday had indeed been a bit annoying, especially when she bragged at the end while drunk.

Of course, bragging wasn’t the most annoying part. The most annoying was that the content of her bragging was actually true.

Damn, they checked the Akashic Records—from the moment Aslan arrived in Little Garden, became Shiroyasha’s follower, to returning after saving a world.

Total time: only three hours.

This was the legend of the fastest savior.

Although saving the world and surpassing the Last Trial of Mankind involved some loopholes, Aslan truly had become a savior and a hero who surpassed the Last Trial of Mankind.

Little Garden’s Central Core acknowledged it.

“Hmm? Do you really think I believe that?”

Shiroyasha retorted with slight anger. She could smell a strong Vajra Divinity aura on him.

“Five Indra Trial qualifications.”

“Five? Impossible. At most three.”

“Fine, three it is.”

Shiroyasha said joyfully. Indra, as Commander-in-Chief of the Heavenly Army, was extremely wealthy. If she didn’t take a little money from Indra, it wouldn’t be fair for the beating she took.

“Damn, I lost. I should’ve asked for more.”

Watching Indra leave, Shiroyasha forcefully patted Aslan’s head in reaction and said.

Aslan: “😐”

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Title: Boss, You Smell So Good

Then, under Shiroyasha’s guidance, Aslan also met many famous great gods.

Indra earlier was just one of them. There were also Queen Halloween, Athena, Zeus. Even Monkey-sis Sun Wukong came to join the fun.

She gave him a lifesaving feather.

Queen Halloween gave him a Boundary Gate discount card. Athena bestowed the Blessing of the Goddess of Victory. Zeus gifted him divine lightning...

Many gods and buddhas who came to celebrate gave him small gifts.

Varied. Aslan didn’t receive a single gift worth nothing. None were overly powerful—mostly Five-Digit and Six-Digit Gifts.

But what stood out was the wide variety.

They were still showing Shiroyasha plenty of respect.

Of course, there were even several gods and buddhas who tried to recruit him right in front of Shiroyasha.

Yes, indeed—Queen Halloween. She said that as long as Aslan joined Avalon, he’d immediately receive the Arthur Divinity and receive personal guidance from Scathach and Merlin.

She could even personally teach him to develop his Boundary abilities.

Then Shiroyasha yanked Aslan’s hair with a dark expression and ordered him to leave.

As for the discount card, Queen Halloween just threw it.

It allowed Aslan to use any Boundary Gate for free, teleporting anywhere, anytime.

For Zeus, he gave Aslan the feeling that his backside wasn’t safe.

Zeus’s gaze was too aggressive—Aslan was genuinely a little scared.

He felt that if Shiroyasha weren’t there, Zeus would truly abduct him on the spot.

Of course, other gods and buddhas were much more normal. Well, “normal” here was relative to Zeus and others.

For example, the Goddess of Love Aphrodite even invited him to spend the night.

Then, after Aslan declined, he received Hephaestus’s favor. Hephaestus promised that one day, when he had enough rare materials, he could help him forge a holy weapon once.

This truly made Aslan realize one thing: what it meant to lean on a big tree for shade.

If it weren’t for Shiroyasha sitting on his neck, the gods and buddhas probably wouldn’t have shown him so much respect.

“Umm~”

“Greeting all these people is really exhausting.”

After seeing off the last god or buddha who came to watch, Shiroyasha stretched her body.

“But Boss, aren’t I the one who’s most tired?”

Aslan felt he was the most exhausted, okay? What normal person would carry a Star Spirit around everywhere?

If it weren’t for his unused Savior Divinity and achievements, Aslan truly felt he might faint right then and there.

“You?”

Shiroyasha couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

Did he think she hadn’t seen Aslan’s expression when receiving gifts?

Was this man still complaining about being tired?

“To be honest, being my mount is a huge honor for you.”

Shiroyasha jumped down from Aslan’s neck and said.

“I just gave you another Divinity.”

Aslan’s previous Divinity had hung beneath the Yaksha Divinity, just like that foolish snake Shirayukihime.

But now, Aslan’s Divinity hung beneath the Star Spirit Divinity.

In a sense, Aslan could be called someone protected by the sun and the white night.

“And this new Divinity is more than that. I’ve embedded the physical structure of a Star Spirit into this Divinity.”

“All your achievements can now allow your body to grow to match that of a Star Spirit.”

“And this new Divinity can also gradually stimulate the awakening of the dragon lineage within your body.”

“Otherwise, why do you think I said I was tired?”

Shiroyasha wiped sweat from her forehead and said. Her energy expenditure wasn’t too great.

It was just that the work was too complex. Adjusting Divinities or similar things—this was her first time doing it, and it truly drained her mind.

But after all, she was a self-sealed Two-Digit. Under high-level guidance, no problems arose.

“Umm, I know Boss Shiroyasha is the best.”

After hearing Shiroyasha’s explanation and feeling his physical growth, Aslan couldn’t help but hug her.

For some reason, seeing Shiroyasha like this, Aslan suddenly felt captivated.

He suddenly felt Shiroyasha was incredibly sweet.

Though he hadn’t even had a chance to conquer Shiroyasha, at this moment, Aslan felt like he was the one conquered by her.

“Boss, you...”

Shiroyasha looked at Aslan with slight hesitation, asking in confusion.

“What’s wrong with me?”

“You’re too good to me.”

Aslan said, deeply moved. Actually, what he wanted to say wasn’t that sentence.

But rather, “Boss, you smell so good.”

Yet, his instincts told him it was better not to say that. Otherwise, he might end up horizontal again today.

After hesitating for a moment, Aslan still chose to trust his instincts.

“Of course. I’m your boss, so of course I should be good to you.”

Shiroyasha couldn’t help but lift her head proudly and say.

As for Shirayukihime? Who was that? Did she have a Divinity like that?

Then she patted Aslan’s shoulder, signaling him to let go.

“Alright, now you can walk around here on your own. I’ll go host the auction.”

“Umm, see you later, Boss~”

Aslan waved his hand and bid farewell to Shiroyasha.

“What an enviable relationship.”

Watching the interaction between Shiroyasha and Aslan, and Shiroyasha’s dedication to Aslan,

A blonde girl in knight armor couldn’t help but sigh.

“Even mother and biological child don’t have a relationship like this, right?”

Shiroyasha truly treated Aslan like her own son.

Aishelia couldn’t help but sigh. In fact, ever since Shiroyasha sat on Aslan’s shoulders to look for Indra, she had been watching.

But the more she watched, the more envious she became.

Envious of the relationship between Aslan and his main god, Shiroyasha.

As a God King’s representative, when could Aishelia achieve such a relationship with Athena?

She also wanted to hug Athena, or let the child-form Athena sit on her shoulders.

Ehh.....

In terms of building a good relationship with her main god, she, Aishelia Perseus, lost.

But in other aspects, she wouldn’t admit she was inferior to Aslan.

“Hello, world’s fastest savior. I’m Aishelia Perseus.”

Aishelia extended her hand, intending to introduce herself to Aslan.

“Hello, Planeswalker, Aslan.”

Seeing the girl before him, who for some reason seemed to have a fighting intent. Based on the principle that he wouldn’t attack someone who smiled, Aslan still extended his hand and shook hers.

“If you have time later, we might try fighting.”

“Eh... that might be a bit difficult.”

Aslan’s mouth twitched. The downside of becoming famous was starting to show. He had just walked a few steps, and already met a challenger.

He felt his future wouldn’t be so peaceful.

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Title: Experience at the Thousand Eyes Auction

“I know that. But I’m confident that you, with your savior achievements, will grow rapidly in a short time.”

Aishelia said with a smile. Although she was currently a Four-Digit, and Aslan merely a Five-Digit Gift, a Five-Digit God, his vast achievements hadn’t been fully absorbed yet.

However, according to Little Garden’s customs, a hero who had created a legend and earned achievements—regardless of whether they’d grown yet—was considered to have already reached their maximum potential.

Extraordinary growth speed—this was one of the uses of achievements.

“So, I believe you won’t make me wait too long.”

Aishelia’s clear blue eyes, as bright as the sky, gazed at Aslan with hope.

“I think the Savior won’t refuse my challenge, right?”

Seeing the hopeful girl before him, Aslan’s mouth twitched. Though he’d never even heard of Aishelia before.

Yet, just from the Perseus surname and the current strength of the Perseus community.

Plus the information on her recently provided by Shiroyasha’s Laplace Glasses.

Aishelia Perseus—leader of the Perseus community, a subordinate of the Thousand Eyes alliance and a senior Thousand Eyes official.

An elite Four-Digit hero, with god-level combat ability. Disciple and knight-servant of Athena.

With such abilities, she could easily defeat even Izayoi upon his arrival in Little Garden—unless he used Another Cosmology.

“Young Aslan, accept her challenge.”

As Aslan hesitated on how to decline, suddenly Shiroyasha’s voice rang in his ear.

“Trust me. I’ll find you a good teacher. Aishelia won’t be your opponent.”

Hearing Shiroyasha’s voice, Aslan became confident—almost arrogant.

“Of course, I won’t refuse anyone who dares to challenge me.”

Yet, compared to the confidence he displayed, Aslan actually felt somewhat nervous.

He could only hope Shiroyasha would find him a good teacher—preferably one who could teach him some extremely powerful abilities.

Aslan always had a clear understanding of himself. A Planeswalker, so he was also a mage.

He was definitely not a close-combat fighter type.

At most, he’d learn one or two techniques so close combat wouldn’t be his weakness.

“Good, I’m getting excited.”

Aishelia nodded in satisfaction and said proudly.

“That’s what a hero should be.”

“Come on, this is probably your first time at the Thousand Eyes headquarters. I’ll accompany you on a tour.”

Aishelia turned, waved her hand at Aslan, signaling him to follow.

“Whatever.”

Feeling her attitude had suddenly become much friendlier, Aslan shook his head helplessly and followed.

He’d just received an unprovoked challenge letter?

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Then, under Aishelia’s guidance, Aslan gained a deeper understanding of Thousand Eyes.

“Thousand Eyes is the largest commercial community in Little Garden. If you have a Gift or product to sell, consider Thousand Eyes.”

“However, that’s not Thousand Eyes’ main focus. Its primary focus is information. Any information—no matter what—as long as the price is right, even information about Three-Digit God Kings can be obtained.”

“Of course, if you want to buy information, you can ask Lord Shiroyasha for the internal price.”

“And here, we sell Thousand Eyes’ specialty products—Mystic Eyes—in various different levels.”

When they arrived at the Mystic Eyes exhibition room, Aslan stopped in his tracks. Honestly, he was very curious about Mystic Eyes.

After all, in anime, various eye techniques and Mystic Eyes were extremely famous.

Shortly after, a pair of blue eyes caught Aslan’s attention. When he looked at them, he felt as if death itself was watching him.

“Mystic Eye of Direct Death. Its prototype is Balor, the Celtic King. If used to its limit, it can even perceive the death of a Four-Digit.”

“Valued at fifty million Thousand Eyes gold coins.”

Looking at this Mystic Eye of Direct Death, Aslan felt as if experiencing a strange hallucination. He felt as if he wasn’t in Little Garden, but aboard the Mystic Eye Collection Train.

After that, Aslan also went to browse other shops.

He could only say that Thousand Eyes truly deserved to be Little Garden’s largest commercial community. The various Gifts on sale far exceeded Aslan’s imagination.

Aslan even saw a Gundam at a sci-fi themed booth.

He even saw two Taoist-robed boys selling Ginseng Fruit.

Of course, it wasn’t the real Ginseng Fruit—though it could boost vitality, it only extended life by a few hundred years.

But it had to be admitted, the taste was quite delicious.

The two boys, seeing Aslan was also from the East, gave him two to try for free.

Of course, Aslan also bought several items he found interesting.

However, due to his thin wallet, he chose to pay using item cards he made himself. These single-use storage space cards with large capacity were very popular.

After all, the popularity of storage items in Little Garden wasn’t very high. Many communities developed to Five-Digit level still used horse-drawn carts to transport goods.

Moreover, Aslan could mass-produce them, and making these item cards didn’t drain much energy.

Yet, the most interesting item Aslan bought was the Talisman of All Spells Breaking.

This item was crafted from anti-magic materials and forged using a special method, capable of cutting and destroying any spell.

Though it claimed to break any spell, in reality, only Six-Digit and Seven-Digit beings would use spells of that nature.

Five-Digits touched concepts, and Four-Digits could even manipulate Authorities.

Those were far more fundamental powers, unaffected by anti-magic forces.

Still, following his collecting principle, Aslan bought it anyway. After all, it wasn’t too expensive.

As for the auction? Although it had started, Leticia and her Divinity were the final auction items.

There was still a long way before Leticia’s auction began.

On the other hand, seeing Aslan skillfully pay using self-made item cards, Aishelia’s mouth twitched.

She sighed helplessly.

“Indeed, this help isn’t easy to get.”

Why had Aishelia accompanied Aslan around the Thousand Eyes headquarters? So she could help pay when Aslan saw something he wanted to buy but couldn’t afford.

That way, Aslan would owe her a favor. Then, when trading Leticia for Aslan’s Authority, she could defer payment of the difference.

But who would’ve thought Aslan was so skilled at making Gifts and trading them?

“This is all Laius’s fault!”

Aishelia said, gritting her teeth. If it weren’t for Laius’s stupidity, she wouldn’t have to take such a roundabout path.

The price difference... truly gave her a headache.

She also didn’t want to owe Aslan a favor. Favors were the hardest debts to repay.

She still had many favors owed to Canaria.

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Title: Demon Star Used to Cover the Price Difference

Feeling the nearly overflowing aura of hatred from the girl beside him, Aslan was startled.

What was wrong with Aishelia?

“Aishelia, are you alright?”

Aishelia glared at him with pure hatred and replied softly.

“I’m fine.”

Yet her voice sounded strangely weak to Aslan’s ears.

Sensing the reality-warping aura of hatred and her venomous gaze, Aslan stiffly changed the subject.

“By the way, it seems Leticia’s auction will start soon.”

But mentioning Leticia only made Aishelia hate him even more.

“I know. I’m the one sent by Lord Shiroyasha to help purchase Teacher Leticia.”

Aishelia said indifferently.

Leticia had once taught her spear techniques for a period of time. So there was no issue calling Leticia “teacher”.

Even if Shiroyasha hadn’t sent her, she would still act out of gratitude.

But if that were the case, she could only say she’d try her best, unlike now where she was fighting with all her strength.

However, due to someone’s mistake, she couldn’t even fight with all her strength.

Even now, she was still struggling to find a way to cover the price difference—the gap in Divinity cost.

Originally, she planned to exchange the intact Leticia for Aslan’s Authority, but now she couldn’t afford her Divinity.

Time was too tight—no chance to borrow money or raise funds.

Alright, the truth was revealed.

No wonder Aishelia was so hateful—there was a financial problem.

“By the way, do you want the Demon Star?”

After exhausting all options, Aishelia finally decided to give up.

After all, she couldn’t cover the price difference. The value of a Four-Digit Divinity was simply too excessive.

The starting price was one hundred million Thousand Eyes gold coins, but at an actual auction, it could rise one hundred to a thousand times higher.

There might even be transactions involving rare Gifts, Authorities, sacred weapons, or even Three-Digit God King Authorities.

A Divinity, as the highest Gift after historical modification, Another Cosmology, and Star Authority, was not something to be taken lightly.

“Demon Star? Algol?”

(No, is she serious? To cover the price difference, she’s even willing to hand over Algol?)

Aslan stared at her in shock.

“Hmm.”

Aishelia gave a slight nod.

After all, Algol’s current state—aside from her Star Spirit immortality—had her Spirit Status and Divinity severely degraded.

Unlike the White Night Demon Lord who self-sealed into Four-Digit Shiroyasha, placing the Geocentric Theory-Primordial Star Divinity within Buddha.

Algol had suffered targeted degradation and damage by Athena, compounded by various seals and restrictions.

Thus, Algol was now reduced to a familiar that could be commanded at will. Even in the anime, when summoned by Laius, she truly transformed into an ugly monster.

Although Algol herself had done all this, even Aslan had to admit that Algol was truly pitiful.

Among the three problematic children, Algol was the most pitiful.

First, she challenged three thousand Asuras and Buddhas, then was severely weakened, demoted from Star Spirit to god. When accepted by the Greek Pantheon.

She called Athena an ugly woman, and ultimately had her head severed by Perseus, fully integrated into the Greek Pantheon worldview as Medusa.

Finally, after persistent degradation by Athena, she had poets rewrite the Algol legacy.

And with various seals, she eventually became a familiar who couldn’t even maintain her intelligence.

How could she be so pitiful?

“It seems the value of this Authority is slightly beyond my expectations.”

Aslan stroked his chin in thought. Should he accept Algol?

After all, Aslan also knew Algol’s extremely arrogant and problematic personality.

If he took her, he’d gain an existence that was once among the top Three-Digits.

Even if used only as a familiar, when he reached Four-Digit, wouldn’t he have a powerful Four-Digit familiar?

Yet in the original work, Algol seemed quite reasonable to talk to, even regaining her Three-Digit power.

It seemed she released some seals to face Aži Dahāka.

Aishelia wasn’t lying—Algol could indeed cover the value of a Four-Digit Divinity.

“Alright, I have no problem. But, won’t you or Lady Athena ask for her back?”

Aslan raised his head, looked directly at Aishelia, and asked.

This was his main concern. If after obtaining Algol, he’d still be restricted by Athena, better not to take this Demon Star.

“No, Lady Athena has already agreed that we can do whatever we want with Demon Star Algol.”

As Aishelia said, currently Athena was casually drinking tea. Her attitude toward Algol was one of complete indifference.

After all, years had passed, and Algol was now reduced to a familiar and monster.

Why should she care about Algol? Why care about someone who could never rise again in this lifetime?

If not for Algol being a Star Spirit, she’d have died countless times.

As for Algol’s chance of revival... it could be said to be extremely slim, almost impossible.

At minimum, she’d have to confront three major forces: herself, the Greek Pantheon, the Christian Pantheon, and the Buddhists, before she could return and rise again.

This difficulty was easier than becoming the Greek God King and reaching Two-Digit.

So Athena didn’t care about Algol—she even highly valued Aishelia’s actions.

“In that case, I have no problem.”

Aslan nodded. If Athena didn’t care, then he could be at ease.

“Then, best of luck in our cooperation.”

“Best of luck in our cooperation.”

Finally, with a handshake between Aslan and Aishelia, this dirty human-trade transaction ended.

Both parties were highly satisfied with this deal, with no objections.

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Finally, Aslan and Aishelia happily walked together toward the auction booth, ready to participate in the final bidding for Leticia.

“By the way, Aishelia, how much money have you prepared?”

“I took a temporary loan and only managed to get around one billion plus Thousand Eyes gold coins. Though not much, it’s more than enough to buy Teacher Leticia who has lost her Divinity.”

Aishelia brushed the hair near her ear, sat down, and spoke confidently.

Although she’d already informed Shiroyasha, and many other buyers wouldn’t risk offending Shiroyasha, a true Floor Master, to compete for Leticia.

But better safe than sorry.

This was Athena’s teaching to her.

Additionally, regarding why a Four-Digit Divinity could be sold for a Three-Digit Authority.

A Divinity was created by cutting a portion from someone’s Divinity or Spirit Status. It was recognition from high-level gods or buddhas, and the highest Gift that wouldn’t affect growth potential.

Even when Shiroyasha gave Divinities to Shirayukihime and Aslan, she gave Five-Digit Divinities. If she gave a Four-Digit Divinity, she’d also feel pain.

Whereas Authorities and Gifts were simply things made from insight and knowledge. They could even be mass-produced. It was just costly and somewhat troublesome.

A Divinity could be used immediately, while Authorities and Gifts needed absorption.

Like the Kasukabe Yo Genome Tree—it was a sacred weapon carved by Kasukabe Koumei, containing complete Authorities.

Koumei, as an exceptional Four-Digit, had integrated Gifts into his Divinity, perfected them into Gifts, and Gifts into Authorities.