"Indeed, you've got talent, kid." Shiroyasha said, patting Aslan's shoulder hard.
Just moments ago, the two who had been faking death finally gave up and decided to go along with Kurousagi's act.
Then, Aslan used the spatial manipulation ability he had just gained to instantly teleport himself and Shiroyasha.
"Of course, all thanks to the divinity you, Boss, granted me."
Aslan knew very well that with his own abilities, achieving spatial manipulation would have been extremely difficult.
After all, the ability to traverse worlds via the Planeswalker spark and spatial manipulation were entirely unrelated.
At best, Aslan could be said to have a high affinity for space-time. To actually disrupt space-time, he would have needed to learn specific spells first.
Unlike now, when he had instantly become a space god capable of manipulating space itself.
"Of course. Just look at who I am."
Shiroyasha was clearly pleased by Aslan's praise. Her earlier irritation from being interrupted by Kurousagi had instantly vanished.
(This kid knows how to flatter.)
Then, Shiroyasha opened the door, casually sat back in her chair, and waited for Kurousagi to speak.
Aslan noticed an empty chair meant for him and sat down without hesitation.
"Sssshh... So hot!"
Aslan took a small sip of tea, struggling to suppress a reaction.
Seeing Aslan sip the tea, Kurousagi looked at him with hopeful eyes.
"Mr. Aslan, how is the tea?"
"Fragrant and rich. I've never tasted tea this delicious."
Aslan saw Kurousagi's smiling face and felt his heart stir. He chose to answer honestly.
Perhaps this hot cup of tea was Kurousagi's punishment for them.
Fortunately, the tea was only slightly hot.
They had to bear the consequences of their misdeeds—even if it meant drinking through tears.
After all, the tea was only a little hot.
Wasn't Shiroyasha also drinking it without any expression?
"Oh really? I'm glad you like it, Mr. Aslan."
After Aslan finished the tea in his cup, Kurousagi gave a gentle smile.
Instantly, the atmosphere among the three returned to normal.
Of course, it was mainly Shiroyasha who spoke, while Kurousagi and Aslan listened quietly.
As for the photo books? What photo books?
All three instantly ignored the fact that such a thing had ever existed.
But suddenly, Shiroyasha slammed the table with tremendous force. Her small, beautiful face was filled with fury!
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
Though Aslan didn't know what news Shiroyasha had just received—something that could make her this angry—
It certainly wasn't good news.
Kurousagi didn't even have time to feel sorry for the table. She stared at Shiroyasha with concern.
Her instincts told her that the news Shiroyasha had just received was likely related to No-Name's current situation.
Otherwise, Shiroyasha wouldn't be this furious.
"Those people are truly outrageous!"
"Do they really not care about old friendships at all?"
Shiroyasha sighed helplessly.
The news was simple: an anonymous seller would use Thousand Eyes' auction house to auction off a slave.
A slave named Leticia.
Leticia Draculea, former senior executive of Arcadia and one of its core members.
Less than a day after Arcadia fell, one of their executives was already to be auctioned as a slave.
And the opposing party had specifically designated Shiroyasha as the auctioneer.
Who didn't know that Shiroyasha was one of the few closest to Arcadia?
But Thousand Eyes was a commercial community. As long as the price was high enough, not only could Shiroyasha be invited—both goddesses could be summoned.
All actions by the opposing party were legal and by the book. Even if Shiroyasha wanted to refuse, she couldn't.
Unless she chose to return to the Upper District and reclaim her Heliocentrism divinity.
But if she did that, she alone wouldn't stand a chance of tracking down the Demon King who destroyed Arcadia!
This was a devastating, painful blow!
No wonder Shiroyasha was so angry!
But who could blame her? She was the only one willing to investigate the mastermind regardless of cost.
As for Arcadia's other former allies?
The banner and name of Arcadia were gone. Even Canaria, who could have brought them great achievements, had disappeared.
Of course, those allies were like "tea that cools once the guest leaves, or monkeys scattering when the tree falls."
Otherwise, No-Name wouldn't now be accompanied only by Shiroyasha, with not a single other person coming to comfort or protect the remaining children.
Indra might count, but he was the head of the Heavenly Host. Too many eyes were always watching him.
He could only offer help in secret.
"Then... what's Lady Leticia's starting price?"
Kurousagi asked with a trembling voice. If she could, even if she had to sell everything, Kurousagi would redeem Leticia.
But she knew Leticia's worth all too well.
After all, Leticia's record was extraordinary. At just twelve years old, she became the highest-ranked Dragon Knight in the system tree and the King of the vampire race.
She also led the formation of the Floor Master system and was the only person besides Shiroyasha to become a Full Floor Master.
A being like this—even as a mere display—was immensely valuable.
Moreover, Leticia was currently a senior executive of Arcadia, with power nearly equal to that of an exceptional Four-Digit.
"Leticia with her divinity: starting price one hundred million Thousand Eyes gold coins. Without her divinity: one million Thousand Eyes gold coins."
Shiroyasha said with a helpless tone, even grumbling slightly.
Leticia's divinity wasn't a fragmentary one like the Five-Digit divinity Shiroyasha had given Aslan.
It was a complete divinity—anyone who absorbed it could instantly become a Four-Digit. Whoever claimed Leticia's divinity would immediately ascend to Four-Digit status.
And Leticia, who once made many Demon Kings tremble, was now treated as a mere bonus prize.
"One million Thousand Eyes gold coins..."
Kurousagi was speechless. Even Arcadia's previous cash reserves had never reached one million gold coins.
Of course, that didn't include the rare Gifts they had accumulated.
In Little Garden, one Thousand Eyes gold coin was roughly equivalent to ten thousand yen.
Though ordinary goods in Little Garden weren't too expensive, this price was enough to make Kurousagi give up hope.
It was hard to say whether all of No-Name's remaining assets combined could even reach one hundred Thousand Eyes gold coins.
After all, No-Name had been utterly devastated. Besides the villa they lived in, all that remained were ruins and land stripped of vitality.