"So, can someone explain to me what this situation is?"
Watching the maid with her golden hair styled in a bun, dressed in a black and white Gothic-style maid uniform and wearing white stockings, looking utterly pure, walk in through the Arcadia gate, obediently following behind Algol.
The moment he saw the newcomer's face, Aslan's gaze froze for a second.
"Athena... why are you wearing a maid uniform..."
Algol coming out was something he had anticipated; in fact, it was part of Aslan's initial plan.
To make Athena voluntarily... Ah, no, he had to let Algol out.
But Aslan truly never expected things would develop to this extent.
What's wrong with Athena? Is she crazy? How dare she agree to become Algol's maid?
Aslan looked at Algol, who was puffing out her chest and looking incredibly proud, with a hint of confusion.
That expression, as if begging for praise, left Aslan somewhat at a loss for words.
Should he praise her? Why did he feel like ruthlessly mocking this Athena instead?
"Surprised? Are you surprised?" Algol chuckled lightly, then raised her hand with a smile and patted Athena's buttocks.
"How about it? The maid that AI-chan found for you."
Athena looked coldly at Algol and spoke, feigning calmness.
"Satisfied?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied." Algol nodded repeatedly, then said with a hint of regret, "What a shame, you're unwilling to become AI-chan's maid. At best, you're only willing to belong to Aslan."
Hearing this sentence, Aslan couldn't help but widen his eyes and stare at Athena.
(No way? What do you mean by that?)
Aslan was extremely curious about what exactly Algol and Athena had communicated for Athena to voluntarily wear a maid uniform?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Algol.
Algol let out a soft sigh, walked up to Aslan, gently kissed his ear, and then, under his gaze which confirmed his suspicions, she removed the Demon Star bracelet previously used to summon Algol from Aslan's wrist.
"So, AI-chan, you plan to give the Medusa Spirit Status to Athena?"
Hearing this, Athena showed a faint smile and calmly replied, "More precisely, besides giving me the Medusa Spirit Status, you will also help me complete the Trinity Spirit Status."
(In other words, you two have already reconciled?)
Aslan was stunned once more. He was still thinking of ways to settle the grudge between Algol and Athena.
Instead, the two of them directly reconciled.
"However, in return, the rest of this ugly woman's life will belong directly to the two of us." Algol unhesitatingly patted Athena's waist again, seemingly very satisfied with her figure.
It looked like a good place for a bed (implied meaning).
The corner of Athena's mouth twitched helplessly twice, and she corrected expressionlessly, "Please pay attention, it belongs to him, not to you!!"
Athena would absolutely not allow herself to be beneath Algol. At most, she was only letting go of the grudge between herself and Algol.
But to make her admit defeat to Algol? Absolutely impossible!
"Why, my man's maid, isn't she also my maid? You don't mind this, do you?"
It wasn't that Algol hadn't considered making Athena belong to her, but she also knew Athena's nature. If Athena truly became hers...
The only outcome would be Athena and her fighting to the death.
But in fact, Athena dared to make this bet. Algol didn't believe Athena hadn't prepared a backup plan.
This woman's nature was just like that, full of contingency plans. At the very least, Algol had never seen Athena suffer any real failure.
She didn't think she could control Athena.
The experience of having her head chopped off by Perseus before was still fresh in her memory. Who knew when this woman would scheme against her again.
Making it impossible for her to live peacefully.
Conversely, giving her to Aslan meant she could live peacefully.
Algol knew very well that Aslan's value wasn't something Athena could easily give up.
Although she didn't know the exact details about her man, she had also discovered that Aslan's essence was unbelievably high. She felt that even if she became a Two Digit, she might not surpass Aslan in terms of essence.
Not to mention the legacy of the Chinese Pantheon that Aslan had inherited. The fact that it was reported by Yang Jian meant that some figures from the East had almost acknowledged that Aslan could uphold it.
And Aslan's ability to cause chaos shouldn't be underestimated either.
The Ouroboros, managed by a group of old Two Digits for who knows how many years, was turned upside down by this person in just a few months.
And her own future promotion to a Two Digit also relied on Aslan's efforts.
Anyway, Algol decided to relax. Relying on a man? So be it, relying on a man.
Dare to try and find another man who could push her to a Two Digit?
Believe it or not, if this news spread, the goddesses proposing marriage would line up from the Little Garden to outside the universe?
As for Athena... guess where that Trinity Athena Spirit Status came from?
This Two Digit opportunity was entirely given to her by Aslan.
Without Aslan, given the relationship between Algol and Athena, even if Algol were truly killed, she would destroy the Medusa Spirit Status before dying, just to hurt Athena mortally as well.
In such a situation, Athena might not necessarily be able to repay the debt of gratitude she owed Aslan.
Athena wasn't much better off than Algol.
So she didn't go as far as directly submitting herself like Algol did. When the interests of both parties are equal, then interests become unimportant.
Algol was very happy to see Athena like this. This way, Athena would always be under her pressure.
Of course, there was the most important point: Algol was truly curious about what expression the Athena from the Saint Seiya world, the last one Aslan mentioned, would have after Aslan successfully took both Athena, the big and the small.
Her Algol hated every Athena equally.
Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and patted Aslan's shoulder, advising him like a senior official.
"Work hard, conquer all the Athena for me."
Aslan had black lines on his forehead upon hearing this.
"Get lost. What do you take me for? Don Juan?"
Algol heard this and retorted, "Isn't that so? How about AI-chan helps you count them..."
Forget it... The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched slightly. Letting Algol count them, he felt something very bad would happen.
However, in the end, Algol didn't say anything, just looked at him mischievously.
She could guarantee with her beauty that Aslan definitely had thoughts about Shiroyasha, the Halloween Queen, Ahriman...
Seeing Algol's gaze, Aslan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't, instead hugging Athena's waist.
He admitted he lusted after their bodies.
He thought the little Athena was the limit; Aslan never expected this Athena would actually agree?
But, why exactly?
Could it be that there's some kind of inappropriate connection between the big Athena and the little Athena?
Like empathy or something... Ssshh~~
Aslan couldn't help but suck in a cold breath. In that case, last night...
No wonder Algol invited the little Athena to join last night, and the little Athena's reaction was a bit strange.
Even in the second round, her movements suddenly became very awkward.
(Damn, they know how to play. Why didn't they tell me.)
And at this moment, Aslan paused for a moment, then suddenly spoke up.
"By the way, do you have channels in Christianity?"
"Yes." Athena replied calmly, but Aslan always suspected this woman's body was too soft?
"Then, information about what sacrifice the Holy Son gave to become the first to descend in the Campione War should be investigatable?"
"I don't know why, I'm just curious about the Holy Son's information."
Why he was curious about this, and why he brought the maid back to his room, were secrets that couldn't be told.
Aslan decided to have a good talk and exchange information with Athena.
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Outside Gate 777, Eden.
A golden-haired priest holding a scripture in one hand and a quill in the other, surrounded by angels, opened his eyes, revealing a cruel smile.
"Aaaaaah...."
Indescribable pain surged from within his body. This pain was more severe than tearing the soul, more prolonged than shattering consciousness, more incessant than gnawing flesh...
"The Spirit Status of the Savior, Messiah, has finally detached..."
The Holy Son looked at the fragment in his hand that had nearly torn half of his Spirit Status apart, and showed a smile.
Back then, he had stabbed Jesus in the back, who was in conflict with Yahweh and severely injured, nearly dead during the Dystopia War.
By devouring Jesus's Spirit Status, and using the remaining Christian foundation from Dystopia, he soared to prominence, transforming from an ordinary Three Digit saint into a Two Digit.
But only after becoming a Two Digit did he realize the side effects of achieving that rank by devouring another's Spirit Status.
He lacked Truth, his control over power was utterly insufficient, and he couldn't unleash Two Digit power, let alone that.
It even seemed the Spirit Status was betraying him. The Holy Son's Spirit Status seemed to be giving birth to a new consciousness within his body...
And lately, he often had nightmares. In his dreams, Yahweh returned from within him, born from his Spirit Status.
Two Digits do not dream. Dreams represent a kind of preview of possibility.
So he was afraid. The Holy Son Spirit Status was too dangerous, so he decided to change and become a Two Digit once again.
Hadn't the Spirit Status of the King of the End recently emerged?
And the Campione War was being held. As long as he survived until the end, killed Arthur, and seized the King of the End Spirit Status, he could become a Two Digit again, in the identity of the King of the End!
With the King of the End Spirit Status, he could digest the Jesus Spirit Status that he hadn't been able to digest.