Although she couldn't leave, it was easy for her to summon her doppelgänger in this world through the Heroic Spirit summoning system.
Even while sealed, every entity named Algol, Medusa, Gorgon, or Lilith would become her incarnation.
What about Ishtar? That avatar had been stolen by another bitch!
Stolen along with her identity as the Star Spirit of Venus.
Otherwise, why was she the only one among the three Problem Children to be a Star Spirit from outside the solar system—just one star among countless others in the sky?
As for the current Star Spirit of Venus, Ishtar, Lucifer, and the Golden Star from the Heavenly Court are all incarnations of Venus's Star Spirit.
Together, they seized the Authority of Venus that originally belonged to her.
One could only say that Algol was a pitiful victim.
But the absurdly high HP possessed by Star Spirits truly was remarkable. Even after losing the Authority of Venus, she could still survive as a Star Spirit under the Authority of the Demon Star.
Just like Shiroyasha, who, despite losing her Original Spirit identity, could still endure as the Sun Star Spirit.
"Oh yeah, don't you summon her—let Sakura do it."
Algol said with disgust. Although Aslan wasn't unattractive, she created this incarnation specifically to teach Sakura.
Why was Aslan interfering? If he wanted, he could directly channel his power through the Demon Star.
There was no need to go through such unnecessary trouble.
Then, Aslan took Sakura to the same underground chamber.
After drawing the Heroic Spirit summoning circle using his blood mixed with Sakura's, Aslan crouched before her.
"Though I can help you decide, I want you to choose for yourself, Sakura."
"Do you choose to summon Algol as your teacher? Or stay by my side and come to Little Garden?"
Aslan stroked Sakura's head, then implanted information about Algol and Little Garden into her mind.
He left the choice entirely to Sakura.
Although Sakura was still a child, Aslan didn't want her to make a decision she'd regret later.
So, Aslan explained everything clearly. Aside from some information that had to remain hidden, he thoroughly detailed their current situation, Algol's identity, and what Little Garden was.
Given Sakura's talent, her chances of thriving in Little Garden weren't low.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this kid is playing with fire."
Algol looked at Sakura's Spirit Status and clicked her tongue in admiration. It was a Spirit Status unified according to the method she provided.
Yet Aslan had also done something unnecessary—even if it didn't affect Sakura's potential.
But how should he put it?
Saving herself across countless worldlines, transcending time and space.
When Sakura began digesting the Demonic Nature she had accumulated, she would surely realize what Aslan had done.
At that point, there would be plenty of "entertainment" to watch.
She hoped Aslan could withstand this heavy love.
Even Algol was deeply curious to see just how far Matou Sakura would grow under the influence of such intense, twisted affection and Demonic Nature.
Perhaps Al-chan could truly obtain a Subordinate God.
Of course, the Subordinate God she meant wasn't a relationship like Aslan and Shiroyasha, but rather one like Queen Halloween and Scathach—a Vice-Monarch, right-hand enforcer, or something similar.
"In that case, Al-chan will help you."
As she spoke, Al-chan quietly contacted Sakura.
After all, she was an Original Demon—she didn't possess normal human values. Seeking amusement was the most natural thing for her.
She didn't feel the slightest guilt in turning others' suffering into entertainment.
Cruel and merciless—that was her truest reflection.
"Sakura, don't you want to be able to help Aslan?"
"You know, the flow of time in Little Garden and this world is different. Several years might pass here, but only a few days in Little Garden."
"Don't you want to meet him again when you've grown up?"
"..."
Algol's tempting voice echoed in Sakura's ears.
She guided Sakura's feelings toward Aslan. The weight of being saved countless times across countless worldlines was enough to push Sakura toward the "correct" choice.
Under Algol's guidance, Sakura realized her biggest problem: she was too young.
If she wanted to fairly compete for Aslan's affection, she needed to wait until she grew up.
Not now—when she didn't even have the right to compete.
And most importantly, the only way she could truly help Aslan was by becoming Algol's disciple.
Only then did she have a chance to defeat Ayaka Sajyo.
"Thank you, Al-sensei."
Sakura silently thanked Algol in her heart. Her decision was made.
She chose to become Algol's disciple, remain in the Type-Moon world, grow to a certain extent, and then go to Little Garden.
To stand beside Aslan.
As a veteran Three-Digit, Algol deeply understood Little Garden's observation mechanisms—and of course, knew how to exploit them to the fullest.
Especially since this world was perfect for gathering concepts, condensing Authorities, and Divine Authorities.
Something like The Root was truly miraculous.
Yet Algol had never seen Star Creation. At best, she'd only glimpsed Another Cosmology, so she didn't realize the vortex of The Root itself was also a form of Star Creation.
But she could guarantee that within this world, in less than ten years, she could train Sakura up to Four-Digit strength.
This was the confidence of an Original Demon.
Then, Sakura turned to Aslan, reached out her hand, and recited the Servant summoning incantation.
With a flash of white light.
A petite little girl appeared, wearing an off-shoulder leather jacket and belts strapped across her body. She placed one hand on her hip and spoke with supreme confidence:
"Are you ready to admire Al-chan's unmatched beauty?"
Yet the underground chamber was filled with profound silence.
Staring at Algol, Aslan remained silent for a long moment before finally speaking.
"Al-chan… whose hair color are you copying?"
Algol casually flicked her head. Her multicolored hair fluttered in the wind like a beautiful rainbow.
"Of course, it's Al-chan's own idea. You're stunned by Al-chan's timeless aesthetic sense, aren't you?"
Algol was supremely confident, while Aslan struggled to find words.
His instincts told him it was best to just humor Algol like this—but… he couldn't.
This long-standing critique… he had to let it out.
Where did this come from—the ancestor of all Mary Sues? Hair colored like a rainbow.
Although Algol could perfectly control her appearance and aura, how should he describe it?
Aslan's first reaction upon seeing Algol was: Mary Sue.
After all, even in two-dimensional worlds, characters usually had just one hair color—maybe slightly shaded, but multicolored…
Most importantly, Algol's hair wasn't just multicolored—it shimmered with radiant light.
Honestly, Aslan didn't know how to describe Algol's aesthetic.
Note: This is a description of Algol's hair color in the original work.
Original text: "Her hair emits various wavelengths of light, appearing dazzling and beautiful."
Unfortunately, the illustration was black and white, so it couldn't be shown.