"Matchmaking agency… er, no, can the observer make a few requests?" Aslan seemed to completely ignore her words, talking to himself. Of course, he might just not care.
"Ahem…" Koyomi pursed her lips but nodded. Since they'd expressed their intent to surrender, they had to show their stance.
Being useful was better than being worthless. Now, they just needed to select a suitable "candidate"… er, no, observer for this Fourth Primogenitor. This was already the best situation. The Lion King Agency could only seize this last chance.
"Good. She should be under sixteen, with high potential, a voice as good as a seiyuu's. As for personality, serious, tsundere, junior, or petite girls are all fine."
Koyomi fell silent for a long time, taking a deep breath, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly. She still wanted to clarify that the Lion King Agency wasn't a matchmaking agency. But when she opened her mouth to speak, what came out was…
"Alright. The Lion King Agency matchmaking bureau guarantees Your Excellency won't be disappointed."
It seemed the charm paper left by her teacher, Endou Yukari, in her body had just taken control. Though she could resist with a bit of spiritual power, Koyomi, currently doubting her life, had no intention of resisting.
Could this be the right way to run the Lion King Agency?
Was the Lion King Agency really a matchmaking agency?
"Does Your Excellency have any other requests?"
"I think… for now, that's it." Aslan smiled, not continuing his joke.
"Then, in some time, when the Blazing Banquet Participants gather on Itogami Island, the Blazing Banquet opening ceremony will be held. At that time, the Lion King Agency welcomes your attendance."
After saying that, Koyomi bowed slightly and left the alley. But she walked in a daze, as if the power of her black-framed glasses had suddenly intensified. She stumbled, unable to tell directions, and nearly crashed into a telephone pole.
It seemed the Lion King Agency matchmaking nickname had truly shocked her. Could Koyomi also be wondering if she'd be matched by the Lion King Agency's matchmaking bureau?
After Koyomi left, Aslan, holding snacks in one hand, appeared beside Natsuki with Aurora. However, Natsuki stared at him, unable to help stepping back a few paces, showing a disgusted expression.
"So, you're into younger girls?"
At that moment, Aslan turned, looked at Natsuki, and burst out laughing. "Relax, I don't just like younger ones. I like them all."
"That's exactly what makes me more uneasy." Natsuki put her hands on her hips, speaking with an unhappy expression. "I don't get why you're bothering with the Lion King Agency."
"Is it really just to find an observer for yourself?"
"The Fourth Primogenitor's power, Cain's Miko, even the Cleansing—those shouldn't mean anything to you."
Hearing Natsuki's words, Aslan tilted his head slightly, looked at her, and asked back, "You really want to know?"
"Fine, it's no big deal to tell you."
"Maybe to help my personal maid overcome her weakness to the sun, then save the narcissistic Star Spirit, and finally, build a nation where Demons and humans can coexist peacefully and achieve greatness."
Aslan pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and said casually.
However, Natsuki lowered her head, a bit afraid to look at him.
A nation where Demons and humans could coexist peacefully? That was truly a dreamlike nation.
After all, the contract Natsuki made with a Demon to become a witch was for humans and Demons to truly live together peacefully. The heavier the contract, the harder it was to fulfill, and the greater the magical power gained.
To become one of the world's greatest Attack Mages, one could imagine how heavy the contract Natsuki signed was. Of course, signing a contract wasn't easy. At the very least, she had to genuinely intend it, truly want to do it, to sign it.
But Natsuki also knew this contract was unattainable, and the best outcome was being devoured by her Guardian. Yet Aslan now made her feel a bit cheated.
His casual, nonchalant confidence truly made Natsuki feel Aslan could easily accomplish all of this. She couldn't help looking forward to the day when Aslan truly built a harmonious nation for Demons and humans.
"How about it? Want to join me?" Aslan smiled and looked at her.
Natsuki was silent for a long while, then snorted coldly. "Your personal maid again, your narcissistic Star Spirit again. You're really something."
Natsuki realized that achieving those first two goals was Aslan's true aim. As for building that kind of Night Empire, maybe it was for her?
She couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed and hopeful, but what struck her more was… If she wasn't mistaken, those two were women, right?
So, how big was this guy's harem?!
"So, are you joining?" Aslan looked at her with an amused gaze. He genuinely admired Natsuki.
Natsuki was the type who maintained her kindness but wasn't bound by morals or goodness. And she had a strong sense of responsibility and justice.
So Aslan really liked her. He wanted to make Natsuki his subordinate, somewhat like his relationship with Shirayasha. Of course, Aslan only saw one or two people suitable as subordinates. Natsuki was one of them.
"Doesn't Natsuki-chan want to truly see the day such a nation is built?"
Natsuki looked up, glared at him, then couldn't help laughing. "You're tricking girls all the way to me."
At that moment, Aslan smiled and said, "I prefer to call it a partnership."
"Partnership?" Natsuki raised an eyebrow, speaking meaningfully. "Then what do I get?"
"Of course, you'd be my subordinate, my spokesperson, and help me handle various matters." Aslan said mischievously.
He could already imagine the spectacular challenges he'd face returning to Little Garden and the countless invitations.
"Haaah, my instincts tell me there's a huge trap in this." Natsuki said angrily.
The position sounded nice—Aslan's spokesperson. But who knew his true identity?
Spokesperson sounded exhausting, like there'd be tons of matters to handle. This guy was indeed a capitalist who loved exploiting, able to offer such contracts with a smile.
Natsuki sneered, then walked toward the alley's exit. But she didn't refuse, meaning she agreed to the terms.
Aslan shrugged, picked up Aurora, and followed Natsuki.
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At the same time, in a beautiful garden filled with flowers.
Three masked figures sat on thrones faintly visible in the garden's center. This was the Whispering Garden, where Sanctuary Alliance leaders discussed international affairs.
The Whispering Garden wasn't in the real world but in another dimension. Leaders entered as illusions to ensure their safety.
Though no major Sanctuary Alliance meeting was scheduled, three figures were already in the Whispering Garden, discussing. They were the three Primogenitors, rulers of the Warlord's Empire, Fallen Dynasty, and Chaos Zone, standing at the world's pinnacle.
The First Primogenitor, Lost Warlord, Ki Juranbarada, tall and imposing.
Another, so thin it was hard to tell if they were male or female, exuding a rotten noble aura, was the Second Primogenitor, Fall Gazer, Aswad-Guul Aziz.
The last, petite but spirited, unable to sit still and looking around, was the Third Primogenitor, Chaos Bride, Giada Kukulcan.
"You two, what are you waiting for? Did you invite someone else? I don't recall any other nations invited to this meeting." Giada couldn't help complaining. She'd been sitting there so long, not here to play statues with these two.
"Giada, you're still the same, unable to sit still." Aswad couldn't help speaking. Their voice was soft, hard to distinguish as male or female.
"What, you got a problem? Aswad? Wanna fight?" Giada said aggressively. Bored for thousands of years without a worthy opponent, she eagerly anticipated a fight with the Second Primogenitor.
"Enough. Outside the Whispering Garden, we three rarely meet. Now that we finally do, don't start fighting right away." Juranbarada couldn't help intervening. He didn't want to see friends he hadn't met in thousands of years bicker upon reuniting.
"Fine, Ki! Just say what you want, don't beat around the bush." Giada waved her hand, urging him to speak quickly.
"I assume you both felt the powerful magical wave when Matrix No. 12 awakened, right?"
"A magical wave comparable to a Dragon Vein."
After Juranbarada's words, the other two Primogenitors fell silent.
No one understood better than them what this meant. A Beast Vassal of this level, this kind of magical power, wasn't just about the original Fourth Primogenitor's revival.
Even if the four Primogenitors' magical power combined, it wouldn't match that person's Beast Vassal.
"Even the Beast Vassal that destroyed the Devas wasn't as strong as this one."