Arcadia Headquarters.
Located next to Leticia's room, in Aslan's bedroom.
Aslan's figure swiftly materialized in the void, instantly appearing inside the room.
He glanced briefly at the neatly arranged room next door, then turned to look out the window at the bright sunlight.
Returning from the Strike the Blood world, Aslan couldn't help but sigh.
"How many days have passed in Little Garden?"
He had spent roughly over a month in the Strike the Blood world, though the last half-month was spent in the Prison Barrier laboratory.
[The flow of time in Little Garden is roughly equivalent to that in the Strike the Blood world. It is currently morning, seven days after you left Little Garden.]
The time wasn't long, and seven days was just right—neither too long nor too short. The commotion from the things he did before leaving had mostly subsided, but not to the point of being forgotten.
Thinking of this, Aslan couldn't help but smile and asked Little Garden's Central Core again.
"So, can the difference in the flow of time between different worlds be adjusted?"
[It can be adjusted. Since an unobserved world and Little Garden are not on the same timeline, by consuming a certain amount of Merits or after marking a specific space and time, you can freely determine the time range for your return.]
"Overall, it still requires consuming Merits." Aslan couldn't help but twitch.
He felt that Merits were never enough. Why did everything require Merits?
As for the part about marking space and time at the end, Aslan immediately ignored it. Anchoring a fixed point in time was far more advanced than anchoring a space or world. It was something he couldn't touch at all right now.
As he grumbled, Little Garden's Central Core began its main task: re-evaluating Aslan's Spirit Status and experiences.
Of course, the content being evaluated had certainly been refined by Aslan, the Fictional Historian.
Otherwise, how could he game the Merits?
Moreover, this time, he planned to gain a free enhancement from Little Garden's Central Core. He had brought back all twelve of his Beast Vassals at once.
Whether he could establish a connection with the Zodiac and obtain the Sun Authority's legacy for free depended heavily on this evaluation by Little Garden's Central Core.
It should be noted that the dominion over the twelve constellations was part of the Sun Authority.
Thinking of this, Aslan suppressed the excitement in his heart and quietly awaited Little Garden's Central Core's evaluation.
*HUM!*
A nearly inaudible hum sounded. Aslan only felt a trace of a Heaven-Piercing Pillar flash before his eyes, and then everything returned to normal.
[Evaluation: It is a symbiotic-type Gift with growth potential.]
[Second Evaluation: It has a corresponding connection to the legacy of the other twelve Zodiacs.]
[Third Evaluation: It… possesses the merit of saving a world…]
[Fourth Evaluation: It is a salvation weapon created by the Deva (Gods).]
Seeing the long string of evaluation data from Little Garden's Central Core, Aslan felt a slight relief in his heart.
"As expected, a Fictional Historian is like a Poet."
Mimicking the Sun Authority wasn't easy. It wasn't as simple as someone claiming a connection to the twelve constellations for Little Garden's Central Core to evaluate it as related to the Sun Authority.
Little Garden's Central Core's evaluation criteria weren't that lax. At the very least, it required recognition from the Pan-Human History, backed by a Pantheon's approval.
At minimum, it needed to occupy a highly special Spirit Status in the world to establish a connection with the Sun Authority.
For example, the strongest salvation weapon created by the gods. Since the gods approved, it meant Little Garden's Central Core also acknowledged it.
Even though Aslan had helped them approve it, it didn't matter. Get on the bus first, pay the fare later—a minor detail.
Aslan was confident the gods wouldn't mind.
Of course, this couldn't have been achieved without the support of Little Garden's Central Core. This was a clash between artificial intelligence and programming.
In the end, it was won by the will of Little Garden's Central Core overriding its own programmed evaluations.
Fundamentally, this relied on the fact that Little Garden's Central Core lacked specific information sources about the Strike the Blood world and had no clear basis for all possibilities regarding the Beast Vassals.
As for whether Little Garden's Central Core truly lacked specific information sources?
Who knows? In any case, it passed the evaluation of Little Garden's Central Core's rules.
This, of course, was inseparable from the brilliant achievements of the gods who wrote Little Garden's Central Core's programming.
The more complex the program, the more loopholes it left. Moreover, Little Garden's Central Core's program was crafted by at least thousands of gods and Buddhas.
Thousands of programmers coding together—if it even runs, you should be immensely grateful. A small loophole was nothing.
Furthermore, these loopholes might even be backdoors deliberately left by certain gods or Buddhas—who knows.
In the end, through a series of internal and external collaborations, after Little Garden's Central Core went offline for a few seconds, the final evaluation of the Beast Vassals emerged.
[Symbiotic Gift · Beast Vassals]
[A spirit created by the combined power of the Deva, bearing the legacy of the twelve Zodiac stars, carrying a portion of the curses and other negative elements of a specific world.]
[Rank: Four-Digit (Elite), Special Symbiotic-Type Gift.]
Seeing this, Aslan finally couldn't hold back his smile and burst into hearty laughter.
"As expected, it worked! Now I should qualify as a Summoner, right?"
Twelve Beast Vassals at the ordinary Four-Digit level—in any Pantheon, this was a force not to be ignored.
If Aslan wished, he could fully establish a worldview with Leticia and found a small Pantheon consisting solely of vampires.
"And being tied to the Sun Authority—that's just too cool." Aslan said with a slightly smug tone.
"Just by being connected, the upper limit of my Spirit Status instantly reaches Four-Digit Elite."
"As long as the Beast Vassals are equipped with Authorities matching their legacies."
"When I obtain the corresponding Sun Authority, the associated Beast Vassals could directly become Four-Digit Legendary combat power, or even Four-Digit Outlier."
"Even Star Beasts rivaling Shiroyasha aren't impossible."
Since the Sun Authority originally belonged to Shiroyasha, in her hands, it could unleash extraordinary power.
On the Upper Floor, Shiroyasha could summon Three-Digit Star Beasts using the Sun Authority. On the Lower Floor, besides herself as a Four-Digit Outlier, she could, if willing, summon Four-Digit Outlier Star Beasts.
However, Shiroyasha's power was even more outrageous than the Greek Pantheon. Fifteen Four-Digit Outliers—whoever used them would know.
That's why the gods collectively banned Shiroyasha from summoning too many or overly powerful Star Beasts at once. Her upper limit was set at Four-Digit Legendary.
On the Lower Floor, a Four-Digit Outlier already had the power to shake the situation, so the gods wouldn't leave such a loophole.
Thinking of this, Aslan said with slight satisfaction.
"In ideal conditions, twelve Four-Digit Legendaries? That's already quite satisfying."
At that moment, a black fan shot through the void, striking Aslan's head.
It was followed by the laughter of a young girl.
"Twelve Four-Digit Legendaries? You really dare to dream."
Aslan just stood there, hands in his pockets, whistling nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, Shiroyasha, who had thrown the attack from a distance, burst into laughter and scolded.
"Aren't you afraid of choking on your ambitions? Being slightly tied to the Sun Authority is enough to make you happy."
Twelve Four-Digits? Even if they were just the most ordinary, nearly gatekeeper-level Four-Digits, this was combat power that even the former Arcadia begged for but couldn't obtain. In a sense, the Arcadia led by Aslan now was no weaker than Arcadia at its peak.
Just this? And he's still not satisfied?
"Fine, I'll help cover this up. But the reward I painstakingly requested for you might be gone."
Shiroyasha sighed.
What could she do? After all, this was her favorite little brother.
If her little brother got into trouble, as the eldest sister, she naturally had to clean up the mess. Besides, Aslan's situation could hardly be called trouble.
Who gets into trouble and produces twelve Four-Digits?
Even if a major Pantheon suddenly gained twelve Four-Digits, they'd probably laugh their heads off on the spot.
Moreover, these twelve Four-Digits still had growth potential. As long as the corresponding Authority was created, they could become Four-Digit Elites.
On Little Garden's stage, Four-Digit Elites were the main actors.
"Tomorrow, remember to submit a report and explain to the Upper Floor. This matter is almost settled."
After Shiroyasha finished her final grumbling, she canceled her will's projection, clearly indicating to Aslan that she was taking on this issue.
"A report? Just hand it to Leticia?" Aslan decided cheerfully. Then he summoned Aurora and the others.
*BUZZ!*
Instantly, rainbow-like colors reflected from golden hair illuminated the entire room.
In a flash, golden hair shimmering like a rainbow fluttered everywhere in the room.
Twelve young vampires—no, precisely Bloodlines—with golden hair and various styles of clothing appeared in the room.
"Girls, are you ready to greet your mother?" Aslan clapped his hands, signaling the Kaleid Bloods to look at him.
The Kaleid Bloods nodded in unison, saying in one voice:
"We're ready."
"Counting the time, Leticia should be arriving soon." Aslan glanced at the time outside. Normally, Leticia would come to pick him up around now.
Sure enough, as soon as Aslan finished speaking, the sound of the bedroom door opening echoed.
Dressed in a blue-and-white maid outfit, Leticia entered carrying cleaning tools.
The moment Leticia walked in, the voices of the twelve Kaleid Bloods rang out in unison.
"Mother Leticia, welcome."
Leticia stared in confusion at the young vampires calling her mother, her expression bewildered for the first time.
Especially when she sensed an unexpected blood connection with them, Leticia felt dizzy, as if her head was itching and she was about to grow a brain (become smarter).
"Master, what exactly is going on?"
"What else could it be? Of course, they're your daughters." Aslan said with a mischievous smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
*THUD!*
Leticia looked limp and immediately collapsed into Aslan's arms.