"Indeed, how could Merits alone be enough?"
Giada looked at Aslan with her green eyes and let out a soft sigh.
Just by hearing Aslan's introduction and the pursuit of Merits by the Gods and Buddhas, she knew that Merits were the absolute hard currency in Little Garden.
Strengthening Spirit Status, enhancing Gifts, constructing Authorities… which of these didn't require consuming Merits? Even the reason for holding Gift Games was to expand influence and gain sufficient Merits.
However, Giada was still fortunate. The three Primogenitors stood at the pinnacle of the world, ruling it together for thousands of years. They had almost become part of this history.
For Giada and the other Primogenitors, at least for now, they wouldn't lack Merits. The Merits accumulated over thousands of years were enough for them to grow into Four-Digit beings.
But for Aslan, the pure Merits from the Fourth Primogenitor, the strongest vampire, and the Merits from observing the world were like a drop in the bucket. Even if he established the Fourth Night Empire, the total Merits he'd gain might not reach one percent of what he earned from saving the world last time.
After all, the Apocalypse world strictly belonged to Future Human History and was also part of Pan-Human History. Moreover, Aslan was deemed to have surpassed the Last Trial of Mankind once. In contrast, the Strike the Blood world was purely Other Human History, and the scale of Merits obtained was two digits lower than that of Pan-Human History, the Main Trunk.
If the three Primogenitors had become world-dominating Primogenitors for thousands of years, almost becoming part of history in Pan-Human History, they should have reached Two-Digit status after being observed by Little Garden's Central Core, not merely Four-Digit.
But the Merits of Pan-Human History had already been divided up. Those who dared to meddle had long been killed. Aslan currently lacked the ability to snatch food from the table of Gods and Buddhas.
"So, I plan to bring true peace to this world." Aslan yawned and said casually.
"This world seems a bit too urban."
"Hmm???" Giada showed a puzzled expression.
What did he mean by the world being too urban?
Wasn't urbanization a good thing?
Did Aslan want to return to the cave-dwelling era of thousands of years ago?
"Ahem, of course, that's not what I meant." Aslan waved his hand at her with slight exasperation.
He wasn't an extremist. How could he seriously consider destroying the world?
It had to be admitted that this world's technological level was quite advanced. After undergoing the Cleansing and developing again for thousands of years, their technology had returned to the level of the Deva back then. Aslan understood the principle that scientific technology was the primary productive force.
How could he abandon the Strike the Blood world, which was a great base camp?
"But, Giada, don't you think this world is a bit too chaotic?"
Chaotic? No, right? Compared to ancient times, or even the prehistoric era when the Deva existed, the world now, after signing the Sanctuary Treaty, was quite peaceful.
Giada looked at him, showing deep interest. She was a bit curious whether Aslan had another new idea.
Aslan continued, "This world has too many small organizations behind the scenes and too many ambitious people."
Why call them small organizations behind the scenes?
Perhaps because these organizations were too weak.
Although none of them could defeat a Primogenitor individually, they all dreamed of defeating one and ruling the world.
There were also those clueless ambitious people.
Even Aslan wasn't sure where they got the courage to scheme against a Primogenitor.
Just because the three Primogenitors dominated the world, with experience, strength, combat ability, and technology capable of destroying it, and because they were fairly united, who knew how chaotic the world would've become otherwise?
"Besides, Giada, don't you think over two hundred countries are a bit too many?"
As a Chinese person, Aslan had the idea of unifying the world. He was already the Fourth Primogenitor, so why not go all the way?
"Interesting. So this is your idea?" Giada put her hands behind her head and crossed her legs nonchalantly. "I think Juranbarada would strongly support your idea."
As for herself, she wasn't interested in such things.
Small and large countries stood tall on Earth. Although each had ambitions and often caused some chaos, these occasional pests were rare spices for Primogenitors like them, who had lived long lives, and topics for their occasional meetings.
Of course, they could unify the world. The reason they didn't was that the cost was too high. The contradictions between humans and Demons were too hard to resolve. Even if they forcibly suppressed them, it would only lead to greater chaos.
Moreover, they had lived too long. They truly lacked that ambition and interest. Power and desire—they had enjoyed all there was to enjoy during their long lives.
Of course, Giada didn't ask if Aslan needed help. That would be a bit insulting to him. Just three Primogenitors could subdue any superpower in the world with their Beast Vassals, let alone Aslan, who was almost godlike.
Instead of asking this, it'd be better to ask if Aslan needed the three Primogenitors to act, serve as stepping stones, or something else. The First and Second Primogenitors were very curious about Aslan's true power.
As for her? Giada preferred to go to Little Garden, digest Merits, become a Four-Digit, and then challenge Aslan.
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In an ancient temple in Kyoto, Japan, two women sat cross-legged.
Both women appeared young. They wore kimonos and were currently sitting with their eyes closed, as if asleep.
"The Ministry of Internal Affairs has issued an order. It's said to come directly from the Prime Minister. I think you already know, Koyomi!"
One of the two women sitting face-to-face spoke. From the outside, she looked young, like a cute little girl. But her manner of speaking was entirely mismatched with her age. She sounded like an elder, with a strong air of authenticity.
Kuraki Shirona, one of the Three Saints of the Lion King Agency. Of course, this wasn't her real name but an inherited title of the Three Saints.
She had a dual personality with two consciousnesses. One was Kuraki, passed down through generations, a clan whose spiritual power and memories grew through inheritance. The other was her own consciousness as a vessel of Dark Power.
"I've received the order, Lady Shirona." Koyomi said calmly.
"But what do you mean?"
Hadn't the Lion King Agency long decided to take a side? They had even sent the next candidate for the Three Saints, Himeragi Yukina, who wielded Schneewalzer, to be an observer by Aslan's side.
Seeing Shirona still unmoved, Koyomi was slightly disappointed. She couldn't help but ask, "Is there a problem with my arrangements?"
The silver-haired girl spoke in an old-fashioned tone. "Your arrangements have a big problem, Koyomi."
"Just one Sword Shaman isn't enough to show the Lion King Agency's sincerity."
"Huh?"
The corner of Koyomi's mouth twitched uncontrollably. She began to doubt whether the Lion King Agency was a matchmaking agency. Now she had no doubts. Seeing that both Shirona and her teacher, Endou Yukari, had the first idea of sending women when facing the Fourth Primogenitor.
This wasn't just a matchmaking agency—it was practically a brothel.
"Yes, and Yukina's progress is too slow. She's been observing His Majesty for quite a while, but there's been no progress in emotional matters."
A voice with a hint of laughter came from outside the door. Along with the voice, an Elf in revealing green clothing entered. Yukari looked Koyomi up and down and sat cross-legged beside her and Shirona.
She winked and laughed mischievously. "Your foundation isn't bad either, Hiina (Koyomi). You'd be very pretty with a little dressing up."
Hard, her fist was hard.
Koyomi looked at the depraved Elf, her trashy teacher, in front of her and only wanted to kiss the other's cheek with her fist.
No, was this something to joke about? Asking her to join in too?
"And Shirona too. That petite, baby-faced, big-breasted look is a favorite of many men. I think the Fourth Primogenitor might like your vibe?"
"Plus, with the knowledge and experience brought by your Dark Persona, using your actual age to perform seductive acts only a mature woman could pull off would surely yield twice the results with half the effort."
"You might even compete with that Witch of the Void."
Shirona nearly spat out water. She shared the same thought as Koyomi now—she wanted to punch this trashy Elf who only thought about seduction. She really didn't know who started the nickname of the Lion King Agency as a matchmaking agency.
If it weren't for this old Elf coming up with all sorts of crazy ideas, the Lion King Agency wouldn't have earned the matchmaking agency nickname.
"Endou, you don't look bad yourself, so why don't you seduce the Fourth Primogenitor?" Shirona said angrily.
She wasn't introverted and secretive like Koyomi. She didn't keep all her thoughts inside.
Her White Persona was an honest young girl. How could she let something like this happen to her?
Yukari nodded thoughtfully. "Shirona, now that you mention it, I think that's a pretty good idea too."
"Hey, wouldn't that mean we're all acting together?"