Little Garden 26-30

Title: How Could You Possibly Be Shiroyasha?

“You damn lucky bastard!”

After hearing those words, Sun Wukong enthusiastically grabbed Shiroyasha by the neck and shook her violently.

She couldn’t accept it. Why could Shiroyasha get such a potentially powerful Authority?

Even though she herself had no desire to seek a Authority and was happy just playing around on Flower and Fruit Mountain every day,

There was an old saying: don’t fear your brother suffering—fear your brother driving a Land Rover.

How could her dear sister just casually obtain a Authority of this level!

It was unfair. Extremely unfair.

Even though her neck was being choked and her head shaken by Sun Wukong, Shiroyasha still shouted loudly.

“And, he saved a world after becoming my follower, you know!”

“Aaaaaa! Shiroyasha, you’ve really gone too far!”

“Oh right, I almost forgot. He also surpassed the Last Trial of Mankind.”

“Shut up!”

Sun Wukong finally couldn’t stand this damn show-off anymore. She was practically rubbing her luck in her face.

Then Sun Wukong pulled out her Ruyi Jingu Bang and mercilessly struck Shiroyasha’s head.

Shiroyasha collapsed dramatically, unconscious.

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After a while, Shiroyasha woke up with a huge bump on her head.

“By the way, Monkey, why does my head feel itchy?”

Sun Wukong glanced at the bump on Shiroyasha’s head, barely holding back laughter.

“It’s nothing. Just a little insect landed on your head. I’ll help you clean it off.”

Sun Wukong immediately extended her hand, gently brushing Shiroyasha’s head, and incidentally healing her.

Doing her best not to make Shiroyasha notice anything strange.

“Oh right, Monkey, do you know...”

“Ha!”

“Eh, Monkey, my head hurts. Why did you...”

“Demon! Reveal your true form!”

“Eh....”

“Feel the blow of Old Sun!”

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Finally, after repeating this dozens of times, Shiroyasha finally realized something was wrong.

“Monkey, did you attack me just now? Why can’t I remember what happened?”

Shiroyasha asked Sun Wukong. Her head still felt dizzy.

“How could that be? We’re good sisters, after all.”

Sun Wukong casually picked her ear, stuffing the Ruyi Jingu Bang into her ear as she spoke.

Shiroyasha’s head still felt a bit fuzzy, so she believed Sun Wukong’s words.

After all, they were good Star Spirit sisters. How could Sun Wukong possibly attack her?

“Oh right...”

Seeing Shiroyasha about to brag again, Sun Wukong quickly stopped her and changed the subject.

She didn’t want to face that damn boasting again. They were truly envious creatures!

Wait—when did this damn Shiroyasha become such a lucky person? Could this even be Shiroyasha?

“By the way, why did you come looking for me?”

Sun Wukong asked curiously. After all, it had been a long time since Shiroyasha last sought her out—since Shiroyasha merged herself, lowered her rank to Yaksha, and settled in the Lower Floors.

“Nothing much. I just came to find a teacher for my god’s follower.”

Shiroyasha casually opened her fan and said.

But a teacher who could earn her trust, be reliable, and meet Aslan’s requirements wasn’t easy to find.

After thinking it over, Shiroyasha finally settled on one target: the Great Sage who Leaves Heaven in Disarray—Karyou.

As the daughter of the Golden-winged Great Roc clan and the attack commander among the Seven Demon Kings, she mastered the Sun-wheel Golden Wing Flame—the strongest heat-type Gift.

She was also skilled in various magics and yokai arts.

Most importantly, Karyou was currently a beautiful, unmarried girl.

She would definitely satisfy Aslan.

Although Shiroyasha had a backup candidate—Merry the fairy from Avalon, the subordinate community of Queen Halloween, who inherited Merlin’s Spirit Status.

Unfortunately, she was under Queen Halloween’s command. Shiroyasha didn’t want her god’s follower stolen by Queen Halloween.

That harlot was definitely capable of something like that!

Most importantly, Merry wasn’t an easy woman either. After all, she obtained Merlin’s Spirit Status under Queen Halloween.

If anyone called her a naive, foolish girl, who would believe it?

Besides, she was only slightly less depraved than Queen Halloween herself, and her level of villainy made Shiroyasha unwilling to interact with her too much.

Even though Merry was a stunningly beautiful white-haired, red-eyed fairy, Karyou was better—simple and easy to understand.

“Tell me, who are you after? Me? Niu-ge? Or Jiao?”

Sun Wukong casually picked her ear. Such a small matter—did it even need to be discussed?

Shiroyasha could just contact her directly. Who would dare refuse her?

“Not them...”

Shiroyasha laughed awkwardly, then laughed again.

“Actually, I’m after Karyou-chan.”

Looking at Sun Wukong, Shiroyasha rubbed her hands together slightly awkwardly.

“Unfortunately, Karyou-chan seems unwilling to pay attention to me. So, Monkey, I beg you...”

“Karyou doesn’t want to deal with you because of how you act.”

Sun Wukong rolled her eyes helplessly. She knew exactly how she and Shiroyasha first met.

It was because Shiroyasha had followed Karyou like a hopeless fangirl, scaring Karyou so much that she had to ask for help.

They only got to know each other after fighting.

“Hehe~~”

Shiroyasha stuck out her tongue shyly and tapped her head.

“Ehe got it!”

“Monkey, I beg you. I’ve already promised him.”

Shiroyasha clasped her hands and bowed deeply to Sun Wukong, speaking with utmost sincerity.

As a boss, she didn’t want to break her promise in front of her god’s follower. She believed Karyou would definitely surprise Aslan.

Not many bosses like her cared so deeply for their subordinates.

“Alright, I’ll ask Karyou.”

Sun Wukong shook her head helplessly. She could also see what was on Shiroyasha’s mind. Maybe Shiroyasha didn’t just want to find a teacher for Aslan.

She also wanted to find a protector for him.

After all, Shiroyasha knew how dangerous it was for Aslan to try to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes.

She had already started finding a guardian for him.

Roc, as one of the Eight Legions serving Shakyamuni, was open-minded, protective, and concerned about his daughter’s marriage. He was also a loving father.

If Aslan could truly win Karyou, at least no one in Little Garden would dare kill him.

The greatest advantage of old Roc was that he had no shame. If cornered, he could cry in front of the Buddha.

Once Shakyamuni got involved, no one could live in peace.

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Title: The Gifts of Marikawa Shizuka and Busujima Saeko

At the No-Name base.

Of course, Aslan and Kurousagi had no idea what Shiroyasha was currently doing. After all, she had vanished like a ghost for not just one or two days.

“Oh, by the way, Kurousagi, I have two friends I need to call,”

Aslan suddenly remembered something. Especially since Shiroyasha’s reaction had been so overwhelming, he hadn’t had time to discuss these matters earlier.

“We saved a world together.”

Of course, the two of them were merely sidekicks.

One could even say they were the first team Aslan had ever formed.

Hearing Aslan’s words, Kurousagi turned around helplessly, looking at him with slight displeasure.

“Mr. Aslan, why didn’t you tell me earlier? That way, Kurousagi could have prepared a welcome party or something.”

“After all, these are new members joining. How can we not make a proper event out of it?”

Kurousagi didn’t care about their identities. She was simply happy that new members were joining.

However, upon hearing her words, Aslan couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Did this silly rabbit really consider herself a fellow community member?

Well, whatever—now she truly was a fellow member.

Aslan shook his head helplessly and smiled.

“I wanted to tell you earlier. But Kurousagi, have you forgotten? How long have I even been here? Only a few hours!”

Hearing his words, Kurousagi turned her face away in embarrassment. It seemed she had indeed forgotten that Aslan hadn’t even been in Little Garden for a full day.

As for comrades who saved a world—perhaps they had just met. How could he have informed her in advance?

“Mr. Aslan, then I’ll go prepare the party for tonight.”

Kurousagi hurried off with a flushed face, heading toward the outer city, which was now the namesake of No-Name’s base—End of the World.

She went to prepare dishes for tonight’s celebration.

The community members still needed comfort after being attacked by the Demon King.

At this crucial moment, the arrival of Aslan and his comrades must be properly announced.

To strengthen Aslan’s positive impression and sense of belonging toward No-Name.

Yet the only thing Kurousagi could be grateful for now was that Arcadia’s education system had been good enough that, even after the Demon King’s attack, the remaining children were strong and had proactively taken on responsibilities.

The older ones cared for the younger ones, and now they had spontaneously formed groups, already discussing what they should do next.

This also solved the problems No-Name was facing—

Such as fetching water, food supplies, and handling the remaining community assets.

In places overlooked by Kurousagi, Aslan, and Shiroyasha, these children displayed maturity and resilience they shouldn’t have had at their age.

One could say that even if Aslan hadn’t come, and even if the three protagonists from the original story hadn’t arrived, No-Name wouldn’t have returned to its peak—but when these children grew up, they wouldn’t be far from it.

Seeing Kurousagi leave, Aslan shook his head helplessly, no longer thinking about the silly rabbit.

Better to summon Shizuka and Saeko first.

“Aslan-chan, is this Little Garden?”

Shizuka looked around curiously. But why did this place feel so desolate?

Wasn’t it said to be a paradise for gods and demons? It didn’t look like that at all. It felt more like a barren wasteland.

As for Saeko, the moment she appeared, she immediately closed her eyes, adapting to her new body.

“Yes. You’re now in Little Garden.”

Aslan gave a slight nod, then pulled out Shizuka’s and Saeko’s creature cards, checking the Gifts granted to them by Little Garden’s Central Core.

“Let’s see, what Gifts did you two receive?”

“Status: Murderer, and the Blessing of Asclepius. Both are excellent Gifts.”

The “Murderer” Spirit Status changed Saeko’s race, unlocking her true nature and transforming her into a newly born Murderer.

Oni race Status wasn’t considered weak in Little Garden, especially the Murderer known for killing.

It was a race that fully concentrated strength, durability, regeneration ability, bloodlust, and combat instincts from the Oni.

One could say they were born to fight, and died to kill.

In Little Garden, only gods and naturally born Demi-God races like the Asura could match Saeko.

As for the achievements Saeko received, they weren’t granted to her all at once, but in the form of rapid growth buffs.

Until these achievements were exhausted, Saeko could be said to gain ten times the results from her efforts.

The achievements she received were almost enough to support her growth all the way to the top tier of Five-Digit.

Meanwhile, Shizuka’s Gift came from the blessing of the Greek medical god, Asclepius.

Of course, this wasn’t a blessing directly granted by Asclepius of the Greek divine group. Asclepius in Little Garden was still Four-Digit.

But it was a blessing bestowed by Little Garden’s Central Core in the name of Asclepius, allowing Shizuka to receive divine assistance in studying and researching the medical field.

Making her a rare medical staff member in Little Garden.

In the outer world, a doctor’s status was already very high—and in Little Garden, it was even higher.

After all, ordinary wounds or illnesses didn’t need treatment. A few minutes later, they’d heal on their own.

When someone reached the point where they needed to see a doctor and use medical Gifts, it meant they were nearly dead, unable to recover, or cursed.

The importance of high-digit medical staff could be imagined.

Currently, Shizuka and Saeko, who held savior achievements, were like protagonists starting training with cheats.

At least, until their achievements ran out and they hit their growth limits, they would remain in this state of rapid growth.

This was why achievements were so important in Little Garden’s Central Core.

This was merely the most basic use of achievements.

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“Aslan-chan, how is it? Our Gifts?”

Shizuka asked anxiously. Even Saeko couldn’t help glancing over, awaiting Aslan’s answer.

“Your Gifts are excellent. Both of you almost have the potential to become gods!”

Aslan said with great satisfaction, loudly informing Shizuka and Saeko about their Gifts.

Before coming to Little Garden, Aslan had introduced them to Little Garden—at least its basic rules.

So they wouldn’t worry about being unable to keep up, only serving as mere sidekicks.

“Aslan-chan is the best!!”

Upon hearing that she had godly potential and would remain eternally youthful, Shizuka immediately jumped into Aslan’s arms with immense joy.

Even Saeko couldn’t help but smile. She no longer had to worry about being unable to keep up with Aslan.

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Title: The Inevitability of Jin Russell

After thoroughly explaining Saeko and Shizuka’s Gifts and their future growth plans,

Aslan glanced into the distance. Kurousagi showed no sign of returning. She probably wouldn’t be back anytime soon after going shopping.

“Damn it, Kurousagi—why hasn’t she returned yet!”

“Alright, Saeko and Shizuka, please take care of the children here.”

Aslan turned and said to Saeko and Shizuka.

Although they now had rapid growth buffs with no time limit, the total achievements they possessed were finite. Right now, even if they trained blindly, they could still grow. But doing so would prevent them from maximizing their achievements, and their development would be riddled with gaps.

To avoid compromising their potential, Aslan decided to wait for Leticia’s return and seek her advice.

After all, Leticia was an antique who had lived since the dawn of Little Garden.

She had once been a high-ranking official in Arcadia. Surely, she had vast experience in training others.

“Their community was just destroyed by a Demon Lord.”

“A Demon Lord?”

Saeko asked curiously. Her instincts told her that a Demon Lord was likely a formidable opponent.

“Yes. They are disaster-like entities who recklessly use Master Host Authority to force others into Gift Games, robbing them of everything.”

“Unless you possess the power to destroy a star, you cannot defeat a Demon Lord.”

Aslan explained briefly, then looked at Saeko.

“Saeko, if you want to stand against a Demon Lord, you must first reach the limit of your current growth before you can become their equal.”

“Is that so?”

Saeko couldn’t help but show a bloodthirsty smile. After obtaining the Murderer Spirit Status, her true nature was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.

However, since this was an intervention by Little Garden’s Central Core—Gifts granted based on achievements—there were naturally no obvious side effects.

One only needed to vent regularly, and with strong willpower, these effects could be nearly ignored.

Clearly, Saeko’s willpower, which had suppressed her true nature for years, was not weak.

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After assigning tasks to Saeko and Shizuka, Aslan sought out the oldest and most mature child among the remaining No-Name children.

“Lily, you’re in charge of fetching water from the river, and...”

A green-haired boy, about 130 cm tall, stood before a group of children, directing their next actions.

Hearing about fetching water, Aslan sighed slightly. He could only say that communities in Little Garden truly lived in hardship.

After all, in Little Garden, whether it was great mountains and rivers, small roadside streams, or city water systems—all had owners. To obtain water, people had to pay or complete others’ Gift Games.

But where could No-Name, in its current state, get money? How could a group of children participate in Gift Games?

So they could only go to rivers with no owners to fetch water.

Many small communities survived this way.

What about digging a well?

All the fertility of No-Name’s land had been stripped away—of course, groundwater was included.

“Oh right, and please everyone, count how much supply No-Name has left now.”

Seeing the young boy organize the children so neatly, Aslan couldn’t help but sigh. Little Garden’s children were truly extraordinary.

Over a hundred children, none older than six or seven, were organized with perfect order.

If he had to manage these kids himself, his head would surely ache.

“Alright, kid. No need to count the supplies. I have plenty here—it’ll never run out.”

Aslan tapped the head of this green-haired boy, who was also the leader of No-Name before Izayoi and his friends arrived in the original story.

Jin Russell—a young child with a not-bad Gift.

Aslan had no shortage of supplies. He knew exactly how much he had prepared when getting ready to go to his first world.

It was almost enough to sustain a large city of millions for several years.

From food, vegetables, drinking water, seasonings, to gasoline...

Now, all these goods piled up in his hands...

After all, for someone like him, now a god capable of freely traveling between worlds, obtaining supplies was extremely easy.

Even in the High School of the Dead world, so many people had perished. If he truly wanted supplies, it would be effortless.

“No, thank you, Mr. Aslan.”

Jin shook his head and declined. He didn’t want them to depend on others. He knew full well that Aslan had only joined No-Name temporarily.

One day, he would surely leave.

They didn’t want to become a burden.

If they just wanted money and supplies, his father, as the former treasurer of Arcadia,

Knew several of Arcadia’s hidden treasuries. Even in this villa, there were still many Gifts meant only for extreme emergencies.

If sold, they could generate a lot of money.

No-Name’s situation wasn’t that dire.

But he knew he had no right to use Arcadia’s properties. He couldn’t even reveal that he knew about them.

At least not until No-Name grew to a certain level.

Because he was a member of the Russell family, and the Russell family were those who received Gifts after passing King Solomon’s trials, they were naturally marked by King Solomon and the Cross God-group.

Moreover, the Russell family still existed. If his family learned that Arcadia still had remaining assets, they would surely support him becoming No-Name’s leader. Then, under the Russell family’s or King Solomon’s behind-the-scenes operation, No-Name would rise again—and eventually be acquired.

After all, Arcadia had been destroyed, but that didn’t mean all its connections were gone. And only Arcadia’s headquarters had been destroyed.

Large organizations like Arcadia commonly hid Gifts elsewhere to prepare for disasters.

As the son of Arcadia’s former treasurer, he understood all this clearly from his father’s teachings.

Rising wasn’t difficult. The difficulty lay in ensuring No-Name’s purity and protecting Arcadia’s dream from being tainted.

Not becoming a puppet for those divine groups.

So, let alone using those assets—he’d better not even develop his own Gift, Genie Contractor.

But doing so would make No-Name’s growth extremely difficult. At least, until the seeds planted by the seniors in the outer world came to Little Garden, they couldn’t possibly stand out.

Once they did stand out, yet lacked sufficient strength, they’d surely be surrounded by wolves.

The name Arcadia—having surpassed Anti-Utopia, nearly defeated Absolute Evil, and almost built a great Floor Master alliance in the Lower Floors—was far too prominent.

If they failed, it didn’t matter. But if they showed even a hint of ambition to fight, investors would come uninvited.

(If only Mr. Aslan were a member of Arcadia.)

(Sadly, Mr. Aslan was merely someone left behind by Lord Shiroyasha to care for them.)

“Kid, don’t overthink things. Just follow the adults.”

Aslan saw Jin refusing his goodwill and tapped his head in mild annoyance. Jin winced in pain and held his head.

“Darn, all these kids are mature before their time.”

“Just tell me where to put the supplies. Kids should act like kids.”

After all, Aslan couldn’t bear seeing a group of children forced to fetch water from the river themselves.

Besides, Shiroyasha had asked him to take good care of these children. How could he let them live in such pitiful conditions that they couldn’t even meet their basic needs?

“Alright, Mr. Aslan.”

Jin was slightly helpless. He could only lead Aslan to the supply storage area inside the villa now.

Since Arcadia still had some wealth before being attacked by the Demon Lord, and this was also a backup plan prepared by Canaria and others for sudden attacks.

In fact, the furniture and equipment in this villa were quite complete.

There were some supplies—just not many.

After all, how many people thought there would ever be a day when this backup plan would actually be needed?

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Title: The Targeted Perseus

At the headquarters of Perseus, one of the allied communities of Thousand Eyes and a subordinate community of the Goddess Athena in the Lower Floors.

A girl with golden hair that shimmered like gold and lion-like eyes sat on the main throne.

“What’s our current financial status? Is it enough to buy Leticia and her Divinity?”

Aishelia Perseus, the current leader of Perseus.

In less than 1,600 years, she had integrated the Perseus community and developed it into a leading Four-Digit force.

Even the descendants of the god Perseus held this wise and courageous leader in high regard.

In response to Aishelia’s question, Laius answered.

“Our financial situation is currently stable, but to purchase Leticia, who possesses exceptional Four-Digit strength, it may still fall far short.”

After all, Perseus couldn’t compare to the former Arcadia. Even Arcadia had to make great sacrifices to spend such a sum.

“If we buy her, it would even affect the normal operations of the community.”

“Even to win Shiroyasha’s favor, the price is too high.”

Laius said with clear dissatisfaction. And was Shiroyasha, a mere Four-Digit, really worth such a massive expenditure for Perseus?

He couldn’t believe Athena would fear Shiroyasha.

Wasn’t Shiroyasha just a Star Spirit? Hadn’t their ancestors defeated her before? Wasn’t the Demon Star Algol sealed within Perseus’s inherited Gift and now subservient to them?

“Can’t we just buy Leticia, Lady Aishelia?”

“Perseus must fight for the Floor Master position. This is a critical moment. If we face financial issues now—“

“What about the Floor Master position?”

Aishelia sighed, turned, and calmly looked at Laius.

“Laius, what does a person become if they only see immediate gains?”

“What?”

Laius paused for a moment, then replied with a strange expression.

“Perhaps a competent leader?”

“That’s what you think...”

Aishelia sighed and spoke in a flat tone.

“In my opinion, they’re nothing but a beast wrapped in human skin.”

“Enough. Release all community funds and prepare useless Gifts for sale to raise capital.”

“Obtain Leticia and her Divinity by any means necessary.”

Facing Laius, Aishelia gave up on further explanation. Laius was too shortsighted.

“Lady Aishelia...”

Laius’s expression slightly tightened, as if he still wanted to defend himself.

At that moment, Aishelia slammed her hand against the armrest and shouted.

“Didn’t you hear my order?”

“Yes, Lady Aishelia.”

Seeing Laius leave, Aishelia sighed helplessly.

“Haaahhh, when will they ever develop some foresight?”

If only they had a little foresight—with their connections to the Greek divine group and Athena, their position as Thousand Eyes officials, and the legacy of the Perseus ancestors—they wouldn’t have fallen to a level where they weren’t even a Four-Digit community.

But this was an old problem with Demi-God bloodlines. They almost always inherited their ancestors’ character flaws.

Hardly any Demi-God descendants could match their ancestors. Without their ancestors, who knew what would become of them?

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On the other hand, despite Laius’s strong dissatisfaction with his aunt, he would still obey Aishelia’s orders.

After all, Aishelia hadn’t risen through connections. Under the Greek worldview that emphasized patriarchy and valued men over women, Aishelia had risen step by step through her own merit.

Even the ancestor Perseus himself, if fighting at equal power, might not necessarily be Aishelia’s match.

Laius arrived at Perseus’s treasury, looking at the various treasures, gold coins, and glowing Gifts inside.

He didn’t even lift his eyelids, only feeling a slight sadness.

All these properties would eventually be inherited by him. After all, he was the only male in the Perseus family.

Shaking his head helplessly, Laius pulled out his Gift card and aimed it at the wealth Perseus had accumulated over the years.

However, Laius didn’t realize that beside him, two small figures in black cloaks had appeared, seemingly from nowhere.

One was no taller than one and a half meters, their entire body hidden beneath a black cloak, revealing only parts of their hands and feet.

On those exposed hands and feet were thick muscles and dense hair, somewhat resembling an ape.

The other had a smaller build, not much larger than the children of No-Name.

But a single strand of golden hair peeking from her hood revealed she was a little girl.

“Chaos Demon King, aren’t you going to act?”

The girl looked at the hesitant Chaos Demon King and asked. They had worked so hard to gather intelligence—finally, they could obtain enough wealth to buy Leticia’s Divinity.

Though she felt a little guilty toward her aunt, but to gain a better foothold in Ouroboros, and for her mother, Lamia Draculea,

She had to buy Leticia’s Divinity.

Lamia Draculea II, daughter of Lamia Draculea and younger sister of the long-lost Leticia.

Because of her mother, she had joined Ouroboros.

As for the Chaos Demon King, he was also a Demon Lord of Ouroboros and currently her teammate.

He was the younger brother of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong. His wish was for his older sister to kill him, complete her trial, and perfect her own Divinity. That was his reason for joining Ouroboros.

His Divinity granted him the ability to be invisible to anyone except children.

This was why they had come together to steal Perseus’s treasure.

They had waited for this moment—when Laius opened the treasury—to seize the wealth they had accumulated over years.

“Let’s move. Should we leave a little for them?”

The Chaos Demon King turned to Lamia beside him, showing a cruel smile. He planned to leave some clues pointing to himself.

Ideally, he could force his older sister to kill him.

“Don’t cause trouble, don’t waste time. It won’t be good if that woman named Aishelia finds out.”

“We’re no match for that woman.”

Lamia shook her head. This operation was for her personal gain. She had bought this information. It wasn’t an Ouroboros mission.

So, better not to make too much noise.

“Alright.”

Then, Laius instantly collapsed, his head tilted.

And the Gift card containing all of Perseus’s wealth was seized by Lamia and the Chaos Demon King.

“Maxwell, troubling you again~”

“It’s fine. Next time, just help me meet Willa.”

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Title: Aishelia’s Wrath

“Laius, what did you say?”

Seeing Laius kneeling on the ground, trembling in fear and not daring to lift his head,

Aishelia spoke with furious anger. She was truly enraged now.

This Laius was utterly useless. He even messed up something as simple as retrieving a Gift?

“Such a simple task, and you failed. Is there a tumor growing in your head?”

“Go get the whip. The harshest one!”

Aishelia waved her hand at the guards standing beside her.

“Yes, ma’am!”

The guards immediately showed expressions of “this is exactly how it should be”, then turned to fetch the punishment tools from the back hall.

After all, the ordinary soldiers of Perseus had long been restraining themselves toward this inconsistent Demi-God descendant.

Shortly after, a guard brought forth a long black whip embedded with spikes on its surface and presented it before Aishelia.

Aishelia took the whip with a blank expression, slowly walked in front of Laius, and spoke emotionlessly.

“Tell me, what is the real reason you spent all the community’s assets?”

“Leader, Lady Aishelia, Aunt, I really don’t know!”

Laius, kneeling with his forehead touching the ground, said while trembling. He truly had no idea what had happened.

Though he admitted he was a bit cruel and somewhat perverted, he truly wouldn’t dare misuse community property. He still strictly followed his aunt’s rules.

Even when he went to brothels and red-light districts, he used his personal funds.

He could still distinguish what was important and what wasn’t.

“But you’re the only one authorized to open the treasury.”

“And this treasury was forged by Hephaestus—how could anyone steal from inside it?”

*CRACK!*

The whip sliced through the air, then struck Laius’s body, leaving a long lash mark and several small puncture wounds.

From these wounds, red blood slowly began to trickle.

Aishelia then showed an angry expression and demanded,

“I’ll ask one more time—when exactly did the treasure disappear from the treasury!”

Furious, extremely furious. There was anger from betrayal, and anger from frustration.

If you did it, just admit it.

So much wealth. The value of ordinary treasures alone was nearly hundreds of millions of Thousand Eyes gold coins. It just vanished like that?

Wealth of this magnitude—even if *she* had spent it, it wouldn’t have been exhausted so quickly.

And inside the treasury were also many rare Gifts.

If Laius had truly spent it under her supervision, she wouldn’t have said anything.

Being able to spend so much money without being noticed was itself a skill.

But the fact that it disappeared made her even angrier.

*CRACK!*

Struck by a whip capable of piercing defenses, Laius couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

“I don’t know, I really don’t know!”

Laius said, enduring the intense pain in his body. He truly didn’t know.

It was still there when he opened the treasury door, but in the blink of an eye, it vanished.

His neck still hurt now.

“It must have been taken by someone else. The wound on my neck is proof.”

Seemingly remembering something, Laius spoke with renewed energy.

Perhaps by telling the truth, he could clear his name.

However, Aishelia clearly didn’t believe Laius’s words. After scoffing, she swung the whip again.

“You mean, despite having the Demon Star Algol around your neck, Hades’ helmet on your head, Hermes’ sandals on your feet, Athena’s shield and Cronus’ scythe in your hands, and Phorcys’ sack beside you—you were attacked and knocked out?”

“That might be the biggest joke I’ve ever heard in my life.”

As the only descendant and male of this generation, Laius had been greatly pampered.

Not to mention the Demon Star Algol—even his ancestor Perseus had given him all his weapon Gifts.

He also possessed various protective Gifts.

If, under such circumstances, the treasure of Perseus’s headquarters could still be stolen,

It could only mean that Laius was utterly useless.

These Gifts, even if given to an ordinary Five-Digit, could fight against an ordinary Four-Digit.

“It was truly taken by a Demon Lord.”

Laius insisted stubbornly. He felt deeply wronged. Throughout all of Little Garden, how many people were more wronged than him right now?

But Laius’s stubbornness only made Aishelia whip him harder and more brutally.

She felt she was only a thousand and six hundred years old. By Demi-God standards, she was still a teenage girl.

But right now, she felt Laius had angered her so much she’d reached menopause!

*CRACK!*

One heavy lash fell, and blow after blow continued until Laius was nearly dead.

Only then did Aishelia feel slightly relieved.

“Take him away. Get a doctor to treat him.”

Aishelia waved her hand at the guards beside her. She truly didn’t want to see this person before her eyes again.

Though she knew this might not be Laius’s fault, someone had to bear responsibility.

Throughout Perseus, only Laius had the authority to open the treasury. Even Aishelia didn’t have that right.

But Laius’s greatest stupidity was—when he went to the treasury to retrieve the treasure, he didn’t wear Hades’ helmet?

That was a Gift capable of hiding him completely—even a Three-Digit couldn’t detect his trace.

If only Laius had been slightly more cautious, he wouldn’t have been attacked, and Perseus’s treasure wouldn’t have been robbed.

Aishelia sighed, waving her hand to dismiss the soldiers and servants in the hall.

She sat on the main throne, pondering what to do next.

“My head hurts.”

Had she really spent all of Perseus’s assets for this?

Just for Leticia and her Divinity?

If she truly wanted a Divinity, wouldn’t praying to Athena yield better results?

She had heard that Shiroyasha’s newly acquired god’s follower—a disciple trained by Baron La Croix in the outer world, Aslan—had saved a world and obtained a genetic editing technology Authority.

Meanwhile, on the Greek side, the Medical God Asclepius planned to perfect the medical domain,

Becoming the first Medical God in Little Garden to reach Three-Digit by relying on modern medical systems.

The final piece they needed now was the genetic editing technology Authority.

Her idea was simple: buy Leticia and her Divinity to trade with Aslan.

Ultimately, help Asclepius break through to become a Three-Digit Medical God.

This would surely bring her unimaginable benefits and also gain Asclepius’s favor and support for Athena.

The support of a Three-Digit Medical God was extremely valuable.

All Aishelia had to sacrifice was Perseus’s insignificant property.

But now, she truly had to think of another way.

At least, she had to cover the shortfall for the Divinity’s price.

Now she was only confident she could afford to buy Leticia.