At this point, Indra patted Aslan's shoulder.
"Live well."
With that, he left immediately.
With the chaos between Buddha, Christianity, and the Heavenly Army, he'd definitely be dragged into various negotiations again upon returning.
He really hoped Aslan could replace him as Heavenly Army Lord.
Vasavi Shakti must be used—don't hide it… Aslan understood Indra's meaning. If there was a hidden trump card, use Vasavi Shakti to hold it back for a while.
As for the pressure within, Indra would hold it first.
"Good kid, your skills are getting bigger!"
After Indra left, Shiroyasha pulled Aslan in, locking his neck tightly and hugging him.
"It's been years—this is the first time I've seen that hypocrite show an expression like that! Next time, I'll definitely bring you to the front and mock him a few more times."
Aslan scratched his nose, looking at Shiroyasha with slight strangeness.
For some reason, he smelled an indescribable fragrance from Shiroyasha.
Shiroyasha was currently descended with the Sun God Spirit Status, not the Yaksha Spirit Status, and in adult form.
(Boss, you really smell nice~)
Of course, Aslan still had EQ and wouldn't say something inappropriate like that.
If he really got hit, he'd have nowhere to complain.
After laughing uproariously, Shiroyasha realized something was off with Aslan and immediately released her hug.
She unconsciously stepped back a few paces from him. Seeing this, Shiroyasha's face changed several times.
(Seems he's thinking something very scary.)
(I treat you as a brother, but you want to sleep with me?)
(Isn't narcissistic Algol enough for you?)
(Do you want a grand slam of Star Spirits?)
As if sensing Shiroyasha's rejection, Aslan coughed awkwardly.
However, the atmosphere ultimately couldn't return.
The two very tacitly avoided discussing this issue further, switching to another topic.
"However, you were a bit reckless this time."
Shiroyasha angrily smacked Aslan's head.
Directly challenging a Two-Digit? Even she wasn't that bold back then.
The last person in all of Little Garden that bold was Sun Wukong.
But he only dared challenge Two-Digits, and that was due to Sun Wukong's strong and special background.
And only because that old monk was kind-hearted, holding Sun Wukong for five hundred years. If he had a bad temper… even with Sun Wukong's background, survival wasn't guaranteed.
For a Two-Digit to attack a non-Two-Digit—it was extremely easy.
"What if… I said I could seize Messiah's Spirit Status through the Campione War?"
Aslan said silently, using a highly secretive message transmission method.
He didn't forget to use Fictional History to cover his communication with Shiroyasha.
"Wow, I can only say wow!"
"So you tore relations with the Holy Son for this!!"
Shiroyasha's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.
What did she hear?
Aslan could seize the Spirit Status Messiah split by the Holy Son.
What did this mean? If done right, even jumping to Two-Digit wasn't impossible.
And Messiah's Spirit Status, plus King of the End Spirit Status—even if King of the End Spirit Status was fake.
Plus half of the Holy Son's Spirit Status—even if fake, it could be turned real.
If others knew killing the Holy Son's incarnation could obtain half his Spirit Status, there wouldn't be many untempted.
This was half a Two-Digit existence's Spirit Status—equivalent to half a Two-Digit.
Even directly fighting the Holy Son, with the chance of getting half the Holy Son's Spirit Status upon killing him, many Pantheons would be tempted.
As for directly defeating a Two-Digit? Don't underestimate Pantheons' secret tricks.
Another Cosmology alone could rival a Two-Digit. As for other hidden methods and backgrounds, every major Pantheon had capital to rival Two-Digits.
It was just a matter of cost.
As far as Shiroyasha knew, the two Pantheons that first established Little Garden—Zoroastrianism and the Greek Pantheon—which didn't have ways to rival Two-Digits?
Current Indra alone could release Vasavi Shakti.
As for the Greek Pantheon, Shiroyasha personally experienced the era when Gaia still existed and the Chinese Pantheon hadn't arrived. The Greek Pantheon suppressed everything.
The first true Two-Digit to rise in Little Garden was created by the Greek Pantheon.
Unlike Shiroyasha, Good and Evil Gods, Double Goddess—who were Two-Digits from birth.
However, the only issue was Two-Digits couldn't be killed. Even if killed, unless by Winds of Decadence.
The next second, they could return from the truth they held.
Two-Digits were the universe's truth itself.
Just like she was the Star Spirit of the Primeval Star. The Primeval Star had become an existence akin to a universe template.
No matter the world, the universe's foundation basically wouldn't change. As long as there was slight overlap in certain universe-forming elements with the Primeval Star, that universe was part of Shiroyasha.
Only now, she no longer had this ability. She was now the Star Spirit of White Night and Sun.
Unless she regained the Heliocentrism or Primeval Star Spirit Status.
"This is what you meant by making King of the End descend early?"
Shiroyasha held Aslan's hand and rubbed it briefly, still seeming a bit in disbelief.
How long had she accepted Aslan? He was already nearly matching her this quickly?
"However, fortunately Judas and Holy Son Spirit Statuses don't match. In a sense, he's still the old Three-Digit."
Aslan sighed.
"If the Holy Son was truly Jesus, my methods might only be child's play."
"But fortunately this way, it gives me a chance to take advantage."
At this point, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted.
"Too bad, it'll benefit that Halloween bitch again."
Shiroyasha clicked her tongue in annoyance.
"You're my person—why always benefiting Halloween!"
Shiroyasha stared at Aslan. Suddenly she felt this face increasingly annoying, wanting to squeeze it hard.
Do what she wanted. Did she, Shiroyasha, need permission from her follower to attack her own follower?
Shiroyasha unhesitatingly extended her naughty hand, squeezing Aslan's face hard.
Instantly, the words Aslan wanted to say got stuck in his throat.
"Halloween, Algol, Athena—even Ahriman benefits from you. Why do I get nothing?"
Aslan looked at her with a strange expression.
The reason was Shiroyasha lacked nothing. She had no faction under her. She was full, the whole family not hungry.
As for such opportunities, she herself was a Two-Digit, also the Primeval Star, and Little Garden's Central Core.
What could Aslan give her?
"After all, who said this would benefit Queen Halloween?"
Aslan brushed off Shiroyasha's naughty hand from his face and said with a helpless expression.
"I plan to break free from Queen Halloween."
Debts of gratitude or such were long paid. If calculated, Queen Halloween owed him a lot.
Killing and seizing Messiah's Spirit Status as King of the End was basically risky.
After doing all this, Arthur's identity would definitely be lost, and King of the End position would be vacant.
Waiting for Aslan to take it himself from the Campione War.
Washed once, to clear suspicions on him.
As Indra suggested—become Heavenly Army Lord, establish Heavenly Court, become Heavenly Emperor.
However, Aslan didn't want the Heavenly Army Lord responsibility. He only needed to inherit the legacy and become Heavenly Emperor.
He didn't want to be a chess piece for some, another's puppet.
"Good if you have your own considerations—I won't interfere."
Shiroyasha sighed. Her follower was too capable. What should she do to not feel unaccomplished?
And most importantly, this poor Two-Digit had nothing to give.
"However, next, the Christian side might target Arcadia—in business or Gift Games."
"If not for the Campione War, a War of the Gods would probably have started by now."
"I hope you prepare early."
"I understand."
Aslan narrowed his eyes and said seriously.
Long before acting, he had prepared in all aspects. In the Upper Layer, Athena held the fort; Pantheon movements were monitored by Heracles at all times.
The only concern was Christianity's Lower Layer power, but current Arcadia wasn't to be underestimated.
Moreover, Aslan had the entire vampire clan under him. The Blood Empire's development in Little Garden was far faster than Arcadia's.
And the Buddha side would definitely give him face. In a sense, Aslan had helped Buddha.
"Good if you understand."
Shiroyasha nodded, then said with a mixed smile.
"By the way, have you thought about how to explain to Karyou, Leticia, and Kurousagi? You must have a plan, right?"
"Should… have…"
Aslan's face slightly darkened.
He suddenly acted targeting Messiah—even Leticia didn't know.
Or rather, no one knew except Little Garden's Central Core.
This time returning, he'd probably suffer.
Aslan sighed, shrugging helplessly.
"Time to go back."
No choice. Then he could only face it directly.
Ganbatte!
Shiroyasha sympathetically patted Aslan's shoulder, mourning for him.
She could certainly see Aslan's state, but in this situation, sorry—she couldn't help.
She was always the representative of rubbing but not entering.