"Oh."
Brahma responded expressionlessly, indicating that he already knew.
He then lowered his head and continued handling his information. As the advisor to the Heavenly Army and head of intelligence, he couldn't relax like Prithvi, who controlled most of Little Garden's classified information.
He still had to manage the Heavenly Army's administrative affairs, big and small. He didn't expect a useless god like Indra to do anything at the moment.
Not adding to the chaos was already a blessing for him.
"Hey, Brahma, you're just accepting it like that? Not trying to persuade him again?"
Indra, who had just been severely punished and had two panda eyes, stared at Brahma reluctantly.
"Persuade what? Persuade him to take over the Heavenly Army from you?"
Brahma's calm gaze fixed on Indra. For some reason, Indra felt a little guilty at that moment.
"Haven't we already completed the task given by Buddha?"
"Could it be, you really want Aslan to take over the Heavenly Army and clean up this mess?"
"Cough, cough."
Indra coughed awkwardly, averting his gaze, somewhat afraid to look at Aslan.
As for Uesugi and Prithvi beside him, he was even less daring to look at them.
After all, he had nearly sold them out for his retirement. After being beaten earlier, he did feel a bit guilty.
"I think this kid definitely has the ability to clean up the Heavenly Army's mess."
Indra picked his nose, looking at Aslan suspiciously, without the slightest goodwill toward him.
(Making my daughter look like a ghost like this, and you still want me to be nice to you?)
This Aslan had surpassed the level of stealing a girl from her father. He was far worse, already at the level that deserved severe punishment.
Moreover, he even wanted to devour Kurousagi? If he didn't put pressure on Aslan, he wouldn't be Indra.
He only had two children and granddaughters, and they would all be ruined by this kid.
Even though he hadn't acted yet, it was only a matter of time!
No one understood the thoughts of a boy Aslan's age better than he did.
"And perhaps, many of the current messes were caused by this kid."
Indra said gloomily. He saw... ah, no, precisely, he saw Aslan's shadow in Canaria.
Canaria had talent like Aslan!!
Outwardly, this kid seemed obedient and law-abiding, but behind the scenes, who knew what troubles he caused or what grand plans he was brewing.
Although Canaria also caused commotions, at least everyone knew about them.
If one day Canaria became obedient, that would be the most terrifying.
And the most horrifying thing to think about was that Aslan had seemed obedient ever since arriving in Little Garden, yet Little Garden had never been peaceful.
Indra still didn't understand how this kid had quietly become the deputy leader of the newly formed Ouroboros alliance, Hydra?
According to rumors, Hydra's organizational structure, flag, and management philosophy all came from this kid.
"Old Indra, don't shout nonsense here! Aren't we the most law-abiding citizens in Little Garden!"
As if his sore spot had been hit, Aslan pointed at Indra and scolded him angrily.
"Since I came to Little Garden, I haven't even littered once, and I often help women cross the street! How can you say I'm causing trouble?"
Although secretly, he was planning to build a second Little Garden, trying to revive Dystopia, establishing the Demon Lord alliance—Hydra, serving as the Last Trial of Mankind, sparking the God Slayer war, trapping the gods.... But he was still a law-abiding citizen of Little Garden, right?
(Even Little Garden's Central Core thinks what I'm saying is true.)
"This is slander, slander!"
Hearing Aslan's words, Indra picked his ear, looking at him with an expression of "look, do I believe you or not."
(Come on, if you dare, explain to me how Mithras died?)
(Then explain why there's been no news from Ares lately? And why Heracles took over as the God of War?)
Indra muttered a few sentences in his mind. Seeing Aslan's fake "angelic" expression, he could barely hold back the urge to roll his eyes and vomit, and said while pinching his nose.
"Just answer, give me certainty, are you willing to take on this problem or not."
If Aslan was truly willing, he would personally step in to help him secure the benefits Brahma mentioned, help him become the Heavenly Emperor, and solidify his position as the Last King.
If not, fine, he would bear it himself. It wasn't the first time.
"No way, your problems are too big, I can't shoulder them."
Aslan looked at Indra speechlessly and said irritably.
"Let me explain first, out of this huge Heavenly Army, besides those here, how many can you actually command? I bet you can't even command the Heavenly Army's war weapons."
The so-called war weapons were mass-produced gods like angels and celestial deities, without self-awareness, only possessing strong combat power.
Pure instruments of violence. To clean up Demon Lords, they often destroyed the outer gates where the Demon Lords resided.
Indra was silenced by Aslan's words. If the situation wasn't truly dire to this extent, why would he hope for him to bring change to the Heavenly Army?
"As a reminder, the Indra here can only command one."
A fatal blow!
Brahma stabbed Indra again.
"Though I'm sorry, isn't the person you mean me?"
Uesugi pointed at herself, saying with slight awkwardness.
Although she felt guilty toward her superior, Uesugi felt her conscience much lighter when thinking about the salary she had lent as collateral to pay off Indra's debts.
"Alright, now there are none left."
Brahma said with a slight smile.
Leaving Indra, covered in wounds, lying on the conference table.
"So this is what it's like to be betrayed by those closest to you?"
Indra muttered.
He now just wanted to lie quietly in mama-san's embrace. In this cold-hearted Heavenly Army, only mama-san's embrace could give him a bit of warmth.
Why didn't he mention someone else's wife? Because there was someone else's wife here, and if he mentioned it, he could be beaten to death, even though he was Indra.
Seeing Indra looking depressed, Prithvi, as his subordinate and colleague, gleefully raised her camera.
She aimed at Indra and started taking photos.
"I think tomorrow's Shunsui-sha newspaper headline will be 'Why Is the Heavenly Army Leader So Heartbroken? Digging Deeper into Indra's Feelings'."
Prithvi said with a smile.
"Hmm, it might sell like hotcakes tomorrow."
The depressed expression on Indra's face instantly vanished upon hearing this. If not for considering that he might not be Prithvi's match.
Indra would have snatched the camera from Prithvi's hands.
(Prithvi, I've never been mean to you, why won't you let me live in peace.)
Heartbroken, truly heartbroken~~~
"Alright, let's talk seriously."
Aslan knocked on the table somewhat helplessly, signaling Indra and the others to be serious, and please stop continuing to shatter the Heavenly Army's filter in his mind.
Though that filter was already nearly destroyed.
"So, which Buddhist faction gave this task? Really eager to trap me?"
However, as he spoke, Aslan's eyes kept drifting toward Indra.
After all, Indra was the first to propose Aslan.
Moreover, in terms of contributions and merits to Little Garden, there truly weren't many higher than Aslan's.
Aslan's record of defeating Aži Dahāka and exiling Angra Mainyu—two Last Trials of Mankind—was rarely matched.
Moreover, Aslan currently had abundant inheritance. He was entering with capital, not coming to divide their pie.
"The entire Buddha."
Seeing Indra silent for a long time, Brahma spoke up to help him.
"Oh~, the entire Buddha, huh?"
Aslan narrowed his eyes, tapping the table repeatedly, producing crisp sounds.
For some reason, Indra felt chills down his spine at that moment.
Though Aslan was just a young man who hadn't even reached Four-Digit Outlier, why did he give him such immense pressure.
"Tch, I really am a fragrant mochi."
Aslan hissed irritably. The feeling of being targeted by the entire Buddha, wanting to skin him alive, was truly uncomfortable.
Although, if operated normally, with the double blessing of the Heavenly Army Leader and Last King positions, he could at least become Three-Digit.
He wouldn't need to worry about the thoughts of those fake Buddhas from the Buddha faction.
This was why his family side also supported it.
But if it failed, he might really be skinned alive, and his hometown inheritance divided clean.
Becoming the next Indra.
However, if so, he wouldn't need to worry about his conscience hurting when trapping Buddha.
It was just that the Christian issue wasn't resolved yet, and Buddha was already catching up.
Even Aslan felt a bit of pressure.
"So, if you don't take the position, the Buddhist side might not stay quiet."
Indra said casually. The matter had reached this stage; it was no longer something that could be decided by just the two of them.
Unless His Holiness sitting on the lotus throne spoke, but His Holiness ultimately just smiled.
As for Aslan's opinion... what opinion could he have? If successful, he would reach the pinnacle directly. If failed, he would only lose external possessions.
It wasn't possible for these shameless old gods to personally intervene, capture Aslan, and crown him, right?
Once the yellow robe was worn, he would be the one in power.
Unfortunately, Indra ultimately couldn't understand Aslan's thoughts. Because the inheritance established by the ancestors had been passed to him, even if the ancestors rose again, they couldn't take a single bit from him.
"But, I still refuse."
Aslan put his foot on the conference table, chewing a toothpick, and said casually.
Just a mere Two-Digit position. He had nearly lifted two people to that position with his own hands.
Was it worth a second glance?