Hearing Aslan's words, Giada was stunned. Her emerald-green eyes stared at him with keen interest. After a brief silence, she smiled and said, "How did you know?"
"I thought my acting was pretty good. You shouldn't have met the person I was impersonating."
"Even though I'm also your observer."
The Third Primogenitor, Giada Kukulcan, immediately expressed her curiosity about how Aslan figured it out. Though the other party hadn't investigated, she felt her acting was near perfect.
"Hmm… how should I put it?"
Aslan pinched his chin, organizing his words briefly before saying slowly, "Actually, the real Himeragi Yukina should still be on the plane. The Lion King Agency just sent me her flight schedule."
"No, that's not what I meant. I want to know when you realized I was impersonating Himeragi Yukina." The interest in Giada's eyes grew stronger.
She never cared about trivial details like this. Or rather, this was a small flaw in the game she deliberately left for herself and Aslan.
What truly intrigued her was when Aslan realized Yukina had been replaced by her. She didn't believe Aslan came here just to eat delicious seafood out of boredom.
In this weather and temperature, normal people wouldn't think of going out. Aslan even chose a location near the airport, a place where he could see Giada as soon as she exited.
"Maybe when you just got off the plane?" Aslan didn't hide anything.
There was no reason to. The Third Primogenitor wasn't worth covering up with lies.
"I was calculating the coordinates of the dessert shop and happened to spot you."
Aslan's face still wore a warm smile as he wiped the mouth of Aurora, who was chewing on a crab leg. Except when the Third Primogenitor reverted to her true form, he no longer looked at Giada. It was as if the joke about offering herself in return wasn't something she said.
"Hahahahaha!! This is so interesting!" Giada laughed heartily, clapping her hands. Her overly cheerful demeanor didn't match her petite appearance.
"Of course, seizing this chance from those two to come find you was the right call."
"Hmm, it's been so long since I felt this happy. When was the last time I was this excited? A few hundred years ago? Or a few decades ago?" After laughing, Giada toned down her smile, adopting a demeanor more fitting of the word "Bride."
However, her aggressive gaze and the almost blatant "I'm interested in you" look in her eyes never diminished.
"So, where are you from, Fourth Primogenitor? The Blazing Banquet has been held multiple times, but we've never seen a Fourth Primogenitor like you."
"We also found no trace of your existence in this world in the past."
"Could it be, you came from outer space?"
Giada couldn't help leaning closer. Her green eyes sparkled with curiosity. Her cherry-like lips were very close to Aslan's cheek.
A faint, slightly wild scent from her wafted into Aslan's nose.
"You can be bolder. I didn't just come from outer space." Aslan gently pushed Giada's face away.
Though he loved beautiful girls and enjoyed being close to them, even deepening relationships and touching them, Giada was too aggressive, making Aslan feel like prey. Like Nyaruko, Giada's feelings toward him weren't attraction but a kind of excitement, like a hunter seeing prey. That wasn't something Aslan liked. He enjoyed the feeling of teasing, not being hunted like prey.
"Hmm? Bolder?" Giada grew even more curious about Aslan's origins.
But she was a bit afraid to guess bolder thoughts. If she kept guessing, she feared she wouldn't be able to hold back.
After all, just the grand stage of outer space was already making her a bit uncontrollable. Thinking of an even larger, more distant world out there, she couldn't imagine how out of control she'd become. But after being bored for thousands of years, she still couldn't restrain herself and eagerly asked, "You can't possibly be from another universe, right?"
"You guessed it right." Aslan grinned widely, giving Giada a thumbs-up, showing his appreciation.
However, Giada didn't look too pleased. She felt Aslan was treating her nonchalantly, like a child.
"To be precise, the place I live in now might be a God-made Universe, right?"
"God-made Universe?"
Giada couldn't fathom it. As a Deva daughter and the Third Primogenitor who'd lived for thousands of years, how could she not know the concept of a universe?
Was the other party referring to a universe with a diameter exceeding 93 billion light-years, containing hundreds of billions of galaxies, each with tens of billions of stars?
Compared to the true universe, Earth's so-called solar system was just a drop in the ocean.
And the glory the Devas created over the years? It was merely an insignificant speck of dust in the universe.
"Yes."
Aslan nodded. He didn't care much about Giada's reaction. Or rather, this was a normal reaction for natives learning about Little Garden's existence.
"That universe is just a slightly bigger playground."
"So, Third Primogenitor, Giada Kukulcan, are you interested in going to that world? I happen to need a few people."
Aslan raised his head, looking at Giada with a very calm gaze.
To him, having Giada or not wasn't too important. Since she was interested, he might invite her. Of course, if she refused, it didn't matter.
Though Giada, as the Third Primogenitor standing at the world's pinnacle, had enjoyed god-like reverence for thousands of years and ruled the world for millennia, such achievements, even if not part of Pan-Human History, were enough for her to become Four-Digit after being observed by Little Garden.
But so what? She'd only stop at Four-Digit.
As for Aslan, once he gathered all twelve Beast Vassals and borrowed Shiroyasha's Sun Authority, the twelve Star Beast Vassals would instantly become Four-Digit Beast Vassals in minutes. He could even inherit the Sun Authority, which wasn't weak among Four-Digit beings.
As for Primogenitors from other worlds like Giada, Little Garden had plenty. Or rather, most Four-Digit beings in Little Garden were like Giada.
Beings not part of Pan-Human History but with great achievements in human history in their world would directly become Four-Digit in Little Garden. But that also meant they'd stop there.
After all, they came from Another Human History, not Pan-Human History. The upper limit of achievements from a single worldline like Another Human History was only Four-Digit.
If they wanted to leap from Another Human History to Pan-Human History, they'd have to see if the Pantheon would strike. Four-Digit beings without a background—how far could they grow in Little Garden?
Little Garden was also full of human connections. Without a Pantheon backing you, wanting to step onto the stage to gain achievements?
Facing Aslan's invitation, Giada pursed her lips and asked with a playful expression, "So, how strong are you in your world? And what level would my strength be in your world?"
If she went there and became a mere foot soldier, she'd politely decline.
"Me? I just defeated a Demon Lord, reclaimed my flag, and rebuilt a destroyed faction. Probably at the early stage of rebuilding from scratch."
Aslan observed Giada closely and said with a hint of pity, "In terms of strength, you might be on par with Shirayukihime? If you don't perform well, you might not even beat Shirayukihime."
After all, Shirayukihime had some dragon blood. With Giada's Beast Vassals, she might not break through her defenses. Not everyone had Izayoi's Gift-Destroying power. It could be considered a low-spec Imagine Breaker in Little Garden.
"As for you, your level might be Five-Digit. By the way, the closer the number is to zero, the stronger the power. Each digit represents a level difference."
Giada was stunned for a moment, then her eyes sparkled. "So, above me, there are Four, Three, Two, and One? Four levels of existence?"
"Correct." Aslan said confidently.
"But One-Digit currently exists only in theory. In reality, the strongest are Two-Digit, called Full Authority Domain."
"Interesting, very interesting." Giada licked her lips, showing an excited expression, and stared at Aslan. "What digit are you?"
Aslan looked at her with a strange expression.
Just as Giada felt a bit confused, Aslan said, "I just became Four-Digit."
"Four-Digit?" Giada stared at him, thinking of Aslan's Beast Vassal, slightly shocked. The gap between Four-Digit and Five-Digit didn't seem that big?
Maybe she could become Four-Digit too?
"What's the requirement to become Four-Digit?"
Aslan looked at Giada with an expression that said, "You're hoping for too much."
"Become Four-Digit? Match Aurora's level first, then we'll talk. She only absorbed a tiny fraction of my power."
Did he really not see through Giada's thoughts?
Giada was stunned, looking at Aurora with a strange expression, and said, "Absorbed a tiny fraction of your power…"
Honestly, that was a crushing blow to her.