"After all, old Indra, you're being unfair."
"The work is done by me, the pressure is borne by me, the funds are spent by me, but the one whose dream comes true is you? No wonder you were impeached."
Faced with Aslan's mockery, Indra didn't deny it, because that was indeed the truth.
For Aslan, he could just live leisurely as a tycoon. With his current situation, he was living very comfortably.
The entire Little Garden was dragged into the vortex of the God Slayer war, while Arcadia was peacefully living its small life.
And as the only Floor Master in the Lower Layer equivalent to Halloween Queen, who knew how many Pantheons would ask for his help. Right now, Aslan could really demand a high price.
In contrast, the current Heavenly Army, honestly, had rotted to a certain extent.
Even if Aslan entered with capital and successfully ascended the throne.
The Twelve Guardian Deities might give him a little face and obey him.
But what about the subordinates? What they were after was only the funds Aslan brought. At most, they would praise and pretend to be nice when asking for money.
As for actually working? Wasn't Indra impeached when he tried to do something real?
Unless Aslan could truly become Two-Digit. Even Indra could only try his best to help him achieve it.
Right now, how many people were capable of defeating the Holy Son who had descended as a human? This was the reincarnation of a Two-Digit.
Thinking about this, Indra couldn't help but speak in a helpless tone.
"If you don't want to, fine. Can I force you? At least I can still hold this position for now."
(As if you weren't begging me.)
Aslan instinctively grumbled in his heart. With Indra's current attitude, he was practically on his knees begging him.
"Then sit for another five or six years. Maybe by then Kalki will have reached Three-Digit and can replace you."
Aslan replied with a smile. The Heavenly Army had too many problems, so he really didn't want to take over.
The tenth incarnation of Vishnu, the future Savior who held the Mock Authority – Avatara. He could complete his Spirit Status and grow quickly just by collecting solar authorities.
And based on the origins of Kalki and Indra's Spirit Status, where the source of the Indian Pantheon's Spirit Status came from Indra, in terms of relationship.
Kalki would even have to call Indra father.
"Enough, why don't you just say let Yang Jian ascend the throne?"
Indra couldn't help but roll his eyes. Did Aslan really not know how big the problems surrounding Kalki were?
The Great Heavenly Venerable was a key piece to complete the Spirit Status of the Preserver God – Vishnu. It would be strange if they let him go.
As for Yang Jian, did Aslan really think he hadn't knelt and begged Yang Jian? Yang Jian almost drove him away with his three-pointed spear.
He himself was already reluctant to be forced into Little Garden, and now they wanted to add more burden?
He was in a hurry to retire.
"It's not impossible…"
Aslan pinched his chin, lost in thought. Maybe trapping Yang Jian was also a good idea.
The Heavenly God of Justice would at least be far better sitting in this position than a useless god like Indra.
"If you can really make Yang Jian ascend the throne, I, Indra, will take your surname."
After Indra threw out the threat, he didn't continue the conversation.
At this moment, the Heavenly Army conference room was also shrouded in silence.
After all, Aslan really didn't want to, what could they do? They couldn't really tie him up, right? They weren't even sure they could kidnap him.
After a long silence, Indra sighed and said gloomily.
"Since you don't want to, it seems I can only let Arthur take the position."
"I heard Arthur has the Holy Sword of the Star that is no weaker than Vasavi Shakti. In extreme situations, he can explode with Three-Digit power."
"He seems like a good successor too."
As he spoke, Indra shifted his gaze to Aslan, carefully observing his reaction.
However, seeing Aslan do nothing, even showing an expression of agreement.
Indra was a little confused.
Did this kid really not want to take over the position of Heavenly Army Leader?
As for Arthur, he was just saying it.
After all, standing behind him was Halloween Queen. If Halloween Queen led the Heavenly Army? That would be the real big problem.
At the same time, Indra also cleared one doubt, namely the doubt that Aslan and Arthur might be the same person.
After all, the timing of Aslan and Arthur's appearances was too coincidental, less than a day apart.
Halloween Queen announced that she had found the King Arthur candidate she wanted, and after that there was no more news.
Or there was only a little movement, but they had never seen King Arthur appear.
Even after becoming the Last King, Arthur never appeared in Little Garden, as if deliberately hidden.
But the temporary leader of Avalon, the little girl named Artoria, and the Authorities called Noble Phantasms couldn't be faked.
And coincidentally, Aslan had once exchanged a Noble Phantasm called Twelve Labors with Heracles.
It was hard to say whether this was another moody action by Halloween Queen? Or a talent competition against Shiroyasha? Proxy war.
As everyone knows, Halloween Queen and Shiroyasha had a less than harmonious relationship, often arguing and causing trouble.
Shiroyasha suddenly got lucky, obtaining an outstanding subordinate god like Aslan. It was natural for Halloween Queen to be jealous and make a fuss.
After all, Halloween Queen was the Pantheon that governed the truth of [Summoning]. Whether past, future, virtual, or nonexistent, as long as Halloween Queen wanted.
She could summon it.
The first King Arthur and Kasukabe Koumei were both summoned by Halloween Queen.
Summoning King Arthur again was also not impossible.
After all, there was no need to think further, how could Halloween Queen choose to develop talent together with Shiroyasha?
If it was Halloween Queen, she would only steal from Shiroyasha, it's just that she didn't succeed.
After all, Halloween Queen spread the news, recruiting Aslan for the position of Merlin wasn't just for a day or two.
Wasn't this clearly aimed at Shiroyasha?
Look at the subordinate god you developed with great effort, in the end becoming the companion of my knight.
Who knows how angry Shiroyasha was at that time.
Aslan smiled and looked at Indra, sneering in his heart.
(Tch, still trying to fool me?)
Fortunately, Aslan was prepared when he heard the second candidate was Arthur.
Otherwise, it would be bad if he accidentally showed a flaw.
Seeing Indra silent, Aslan couldn't help but smile.
"What? Don't you want Arthur to become the Heavenly Army Leader? Don't worry, I will definitely support it with both hands."
"Go, go, go."
Hearing his words, Indra rolled his eyes at Aslan, scolding.
"Do you really think I don't know about your shady relationship with the Queen?"
"Since you have no intention of becoming the next Heavenly Army Leader, get out quickly! The Heavenly Army doesn't welcome you!"
Indra waved his hand in disgust, and with tacit understanding, didn't discuss the matter of Vasavi Shakti.
Although that thing was in Aslan's hands, he gave it to him out of guilt.
But Aslan's wife, Karyou, was still working in the Heavenly Army. It was very easy to borrow it when needed.
"Go then go, do you think I really want to sit in this chair? This chair is hard, completely uncomfortable. I really don't know how you've been sitting in it all this time."
Aslan complained. What era is this, why is the Heavenly Army conference room chair still made of jade. Although it looks majestic and dominating when sat on.
But it's not friendly to the butt.
"Just let him go like that?"
Prithvi looked at the empty main seat and said with slight worry.
Although she was upset that Indra sold them out, but honestly, Aslan was indeed a hope that the Heavenly Army could see.
He had ability, capital, and was still young. If the Heavenly Army was handed over to Aslan, he could really create a new style and head toward a bright future.
Instead of continuing to rot like this.
"Then what else?"
Indra rolled his eyes and complained.
"This kid's understanding of Little Garden's situation is far clearer than mine. Little Garden can be stable, and the competition for the Last King can be controlled within the scale of the God Slayer war."
"Who knows how much effort and connections this kid has put into it."
"I really don't know where Canaria got a monster like this from."
"So, Aslan did it?"
Prithvi's eyes sparkled. She hadn't thought about this either. She was wondering why Indra and Yang Jian nominated Aslan even though they knew there was a trap.
For someone without ability, this was a bottomless abyss.
For someone with ability, he would only use this momentum to soar high.
The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish, the more profit.
Of course, the worse the death too.
"Next, let's see how long I can hold on."
Indra stretched, leaned back in the chair and twisted twice.
"That kid is right, this chair is indeed hard, completely uncomfortable."
"I'll change the chairs here to sofas next time. The Heavenly Army also needs to keep up with the times."
"Hmm, the cost will be deducted from Indra's salary."
Brahma answered Indra without looking up.
Did Indra really think the Heavenly Army's finances were healthy? Maintaining a large group of burdens like this, even the Heavenly Army wasn't sure it could afford it.
The Heavenly Army also didn't have leftover food.
"Deduct, deduct as much as you want. If you can deduct it, you win."
Indra picked his nose, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
His salary to pay fines was already unknown for tens of thousands of years into the future.
After all, the Heavenly Army also made laws for some simple morality.
For example, the crime of adultery, and one thing known is that Indra had the same hobby as Cao Cao.
That is, Indra really liked other people's wives, and he was caught not just once or twice.
It could be said that Indra was in the Heavenly Army prison eight out of ten days, and the remaining two days in someone else's wife's bed.
"Alright, I'll use Saci's account."
Brahma said without looking up.
"Brahma, you bastard…"