The Divine Right of a Certain Cross-Fandom God

"He was enamored with the Queen of Sheba... He was mighty and wise..."

"Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity. What does man gain by all the toil under the sun? A generation goes, and a generation comes, but the earth remains forever."

"..."

When Princess Alice and Yuri Wanitangi recited these Words of Spirit in a state of Spiritual Vision, Roy was certain that the bronze ring was indeed King Solomon's. The witches' Spiritual Vision allowed them to see the fundamental nature of something or someone through a certain medium, and they had used this ring to find Solomon's Words of Spirit, thereby summoning him.

But immediately after, the situation changed drastically—

The seventy-two candles burning around them suddenly flickered as if about to extinguish, though there was no wind. The many miko and witches present writhed in pain, and even Yuri Wanitangi and Princess Alice broke out in cold sweats, their recited Words of Spirit becoming intermittent:

"... He enacted policies with unparalleled excellence as a king, and many tales of him as a sorcerer are still told!"

"God gave him ten rings of wisdom, to command angels and demons."

"From the moment of his birth... he was recognized as 'King'... His path was to listen to the divine word and live according to heavenly revelation."

"He possessed no emotions within, a being devoid of the human capacity to share joy and sorrow, and of freedom..."

Princess Alice and Yuri Wanitangi's expressions grew more pained, and their recited Words of Spirit became increasingly outlandish.

"Aiwass!"

Roy's gaze was grave. He raised his right arm, and a strange, twisting vortex reappeared at his shoulder. He addressed the "Holy Guardian Angel" visible only to him behind him, "... The entity residing within my right hand, that mysterious space, has opened a bridge between worlds. This ritual is not connecting to the 'Throne' of this world, which records divine information, but to the 'Throne' of another world!"

"... Alice and Yuri Wanitangi's Spiritual Vision borrowed information from Yomi to recite the Words of Spirit, but Yomi does not record information from another world's 'Throne.' They are forced to use their own Magic Power to perform Spiritual Vision. The Disobedient God summoned is indeed King Solomon, but not the King Solomon of this world!"

Chapter 60: The Great King of Israel

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Roy did not know what that mysterious space that allowed him to traverse worlds was, nor did Aiwass understand its origin. It was only briefly referred to as a "ship" that could cross the sea of worlds.

Roy didn't even know how he obtained that mysterious space. He only remembered somehow acquiring a peculiar incantation, which he had unintentionally recited in his sleep, leading to his first journey to the world of A Certain Magical Index.

Later, when he died in the world of A Certain Magical Index, he seemed to have met the necessary conditions and then traveled from that world back to his own.

When Roy once again actively recited that incantation and arrived in the world of Campione, that mysterious space took up residence in his right hand.

According to Aiwass, the person capable of creating this mysterious space was far beyond a Demon God, someone who was a 'self-possessor' at '10=1' within Aleister's system, or perhaps even beyond that, an existence that even Aiwass could not explain.

Currently, Roy's right hand housed this mysterious space, and his "Divine Right," the "third hand," possessed 'all the miracles of Christianity.' These two right hands were Roy's greatest assurance for the future.

This ritual to summon a Disobedient God, influenced by the mysterious space residing in Roy's right hand, had directly pierced the world's barrier, connecting to the Heroic Spirit's 'Throne' of another world. Not only did it summon the 'Throne's information of King Solomon from another world here, but it also opened a route for Roy to that world.

If the past Roy had relied on wishing to the mysterious space, with the "ship" automatically carrying him across the sea of worlds to other realms, then the current Roy had obtained three active routes to travel to other worlds: one to A Certain Magical Index, one to Campione, and the last being this new, unknown world where King Solomon resided.

"Let me see which King Solomon you are!"

Roy's expression was grave, his fists clenched tightly. Regardless of which world's King Solomon he was, now that he had been summoned to this world by the ritual for a Disobedient God, he was a Disobedient God, and as a Campione, Roy was destined to kill him.

At the same time, Roy anxiously watched Princess Alice. Because this Solomon's 'Spirit Base' came from another world, the witches' Spiritual Vision could no longer borrow the power of 'Yomi.' Instead, the witches and miko present had to provide their own Magic Power, making the summoning ritual for this Disobedient God exceptionally perilous.

Roy didn't care about Yuri Wanitangi, but if this ritual endangered Princess Alice's life, Roy would decisively terminate it. He considered himself a 'Hegemon,' and though filled with heroic spirit, he also cherished his profound love for women.

The seventy-two candles gradually extinguished. The miko and witches who had been providing Magic Power for Princess Alice and Yuri Wanitangi grew weak. Then, even Yuri Wanitangi could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground. Only Princess Alice, the world's most outstanding witch, continued the summoning ritual alone.

The 'Throne's information from a foreign land formed a Spirit Base at the center of the ritual. The rules of the Campione world for Disobedient Gods began to activate. The Aether Magic Power in the atmosphere, along with humanity's worship and faith in gods, converged to form a body, and a figure slowly took shape at the center of the ritual.

"Pfft—"

Princess Alice spat blood. Her body was already weak. If not for Roy continuously infusing her body with his essence over the past few days, allowing her body, worn down by her immense spiritual power, to recover somewhat, Princess Alice would likely have already died from exhaustion.

Even so, Princess Alice was extremely weak. The excessive depletion of her spiritual power had caused her significant injury, and her rosy cheeks turned pale once more.

The princess knelt on the ground, her trembling hand brushing aside the golden-white strands of hair obscuring her forehead. She managed a weak smile at Roy, "... Roy, my King, I have fulfilled my mission. I have completed this ritual."

"You did very well, Alice..."

Roy said gently, then called out to the knight beside him, "... Erica!"

Erica immediately understood Roy's intention. She recited the incantation of a magic spell and, with incredible speed, went to Princess Alice's side and carried her away.

The other miko and witches who were still able to move supported each other as they retreated. Each of them looked at the forming figure of the Disobedient God with terror in their eyes. They knew that what was about to happen would be a battle fit only for myths, a war between gods and demon kings!

The figure at the center of the ritual finally fully materialized. It was a tall man, just as described in The Bible, mighty and wise. His slightly pale hair was tied into a ponytail, resting casually on his chest. He wore a royal robe of red, white, and black, and around his neck, like the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, hung golden ornaments symbolizing his status and position.

His skin was healthy, as if frequently exposed to the sun. His expression was blank, his demeanor somewhat solemn, and his gaze extremely serious, hinting at a king's majesty. Most striking were the ten rings on his fingers and the magic crests on the back of his hands and arms. At first glance, the ten golden rings gave an impression of ostentatiousness, but Roy knew that these ten rings symbolized not wealth, but wisdom!

"King Solomon!"

Roy lowered his head slightly and shouted, his voice resonating. Immense Magic Power burned within his body, erupting with a deafening roar. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked. His instincts as a Campione and his surging blood told him that the person before him was a Disobedient God. It didn't matter if he was King Solomon or King David; their only course of action now was a desperate battle!

The first Authority of "Divine Right," "Jacob's Ladder," was activated—

"Moses Parts the Sea!"

His raised right hand transformed into a blade, cleaving downwards from upper right to lower left with the power to part the Red Sea. Roy believed that if King Solomon reacted even slightly slower, this hand blade would cut him from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, splitting him in two!

A flicker of surprise flashed in the solemn king's eyes, as if he found his arrival in an unknown world incredible. Simultaneously, he seemed to be using his 'wisdom' to analyze, comprehend, and observe this new world.

Only when Roy's hand blade was almost upon his left shoulder did this greatest king of Israel raise his left hand and, with a technique similar to Roy's "Jacob's Ladder," block his wrist.

Roy's attack missed. He transformed his palm into a fist and struck again, while King Solomon opened his hand and caught Roy's fist.

"Boom------"

Their Magic Powers collided, creating a tornado-like gale that shattered the earth and buffeted the atmosphere. The tearing force ripped apart everything around them. If the miko and witches had not retreated quickly, the mere residual power of the clash between the Disobedient God and the Campione would have been enough to tear them to shreds.

"Jacob's Ladder?"

Roy was slightly surprised. The technique King Solomon was using originated from the same source as his own, both stemming from the Bible.

However, he quickly understood. Jacob was also known as Israel, the ancestor of the Israelites. As the greatest king of Israel, it was only natural for Solomon to know this fighting style.

Putting aside how good his magic or other techniques were, King Solomon's bare-handed combat skills were unmatched in the world.

Especially since this king was playing dirty. Roy's right fist throbbed with a dull ache. He was fighting bare-handed, while King Solomon was wearing brass knuckles. This made Roy doubt his previous assumption. Were these things not symbols of wisdom rings, but rather King Solomon's weapons?

"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency!"

King Solomon grabbed Roy's fist, and the two men strained against each other. The king, with a solemn expression, spoke. However, contrary to his appearance, his voice was very relaxed, even slightly flippant, completely at odds with his majestic kingly demeanor.

"Are you perhaps going to say your last words and write your will, King Solomon?"

Roy sneered, provoking him.

"Ah, if Your Excellency could allow me to say my last words first, I would be eternally grateful."

Roy froze for a moment, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Although this king had a majestic appearance and spoke with great presence, the content of his words was utterly inconsistent with his outward presentation.

For a moment, Roy wondered if King Solomon was using his 'wisdom' to feign weakness, looking for an opportunity to strike back and kill him.

Or perhaps he was unfamiliar with this new world and was using words to stall for time so he could get used to fighting as a Disobedient God?

Chapter 61: Solomon's Wisdom

It wasn't that Roy was overly cautious, nor was it the distrust a Campione held for a Disobedient God. It was because Solomon was historically renowned for his 'wisdom,' and words from such a person always made one suspicious.

For example, if Zhuge Liang suddenly announced his surrender, anyone who knew Zhuge Liang wouldn't immediately rejoice but would instead become suspicious, wondering if this near-supernatural being had some stratagem.

Roy was in such a state now.

"So, my words are that untrustworthy?"

King Solomon, standing before him, suddenly looked troubled, even showing a hint of grievance on his solemn and majestic face.

"To show my sincerity, I will cease resisting, but I hope Your Excellency will allow me to finish speaking."

Saying this, King Solomon slowly released the hand holding Roy's fist and even dispersed his Magic Power.

Seeing this, Roy hesitated and took a step back to prevent King Solomon from launching a surprise attack. At the same time, he carefully examined the king before him.

When King Solomon was first summoned, Roy had only taken a cursory glance at his attire and face before treating him as a Disobedient God and engaging him in battle. It was only now that Roy was meticulously scrutinizing King Solomon.

Then, surprise flashed in Roy's eyes, because he finally recognized which Solomon stood before him.

'The Solomon from FGO? The new world my right hand connected to is Type-Moon?'

Roy dredged up memories from sixteen years ago. Because the game was popular, he had played it. As a photographer who specialized in taking pictures of cosplayers, he could be a social butterfly in reality, but he had to be a otaku. If he wasn't familiar with characters from anime and games, the photos he took would lack artistic conception and aura, which was absolutely unacceptable for a photographer.

Roy never harbored the arrogance of someone from the 'real world.' In fact, he strongly doubted what kind of world his so-called real world was. Ever since he had transmigrated to A Certain Magical Index, learned magic firsthand, and touched the reality of that world with his hands, he knew that none of it was false. These people were not illusory anime characters or NPCs, but living, breathing individuals with their own thoughts.

'If it's that Solomon, he should be trustworthy, right?'

Roy still had a sliver of doubt. He wasn't a 'fanboy' himself and wasn't clear on all the detailed settings. In this real world, he had to remain vigilant and not trust people based solely on his memories and perceptions. That would be a mistake of experientialism.

"This is... the feeling of being human."

King Solomon's solemn and imposing face showed a look of joy. He seemed to be smiling, but it was an awkward smile, as if he had never smiled before in his past.

Roy even felt that it was less of a smile and more like crying.

"Sorry, sorry. It's because I've never experienced the feeling of being 'human,' so perhaps I've been a bit rude."

King Solomon didn't seem like a Disobedient God fighting a Campione at all. He scratched his head, his smile shy and tinged with a hint of embarrassment. His imposing aura was completely gone, and he had become frivolous. Facing such an unmotivated individual, even Roy couldn't muster much hostility.

"You... are not human? As King Solomon, aren't you the king famously known as the third monarch of the ancient Jewish kingdom?"

Roy gazed at the King Solomon before him, whose transformation could be described as a complete reversal. He was nothing like the majestic figure he had been when first summoned, as if he had transformed from a 'King' into an 'ordinary person.'

"Ah, I don't really want to discuss this topic, but since I'm asking a favor of Your Excellency, and you've brought it up, it's fine to talk about it. The one named King Solomon is not a single person. He is a born 'King,' a 'nothingness' that is born from nothing. His existence is like a pre-programmed machine, a symbol that completes what it is meant to complete. He is merely the final bridge connecting God and man."

"...King Solomon accepted God's gifts, ruled the nation, established laws, was respected and loved by his people, and then, after completing his tasks, quietly awaited death, returning God's blessings to heaven. This was the mission of King Solomon, nothing more. All of this simply followed a predetermined script, without Solomon's own will, because he lacked 'humanity'."

The king before him displayed a pessimistic emotion. It wasn't that he was lamenting his life; he was simply a pessimist.

Roy recalled Princess Alice's words when reciting the Word Spirit: "He has no inner emotions, he is an inhuman being who has stripped away the shared joys and sorrows between people and freedom."

At this moment, Roy finally understood what King Solomon truly was. He was indeed not human, merely a mechanism connecting God and man, a robot with a pre-set program. His task was simply to lead Israel to become strong and then divide, becoming a part of the Old Testament.

To put it crudely, he was a 'King' bestowed upon humanity by God to demonstrate His authority.

Thinking this, Roy's gaze towards Solomon changed. There was no pity in his eyes, as he knew pity was the most harmful of evils. He merely sighed, "...You are truly unfortunate."

"Your Excellency saying that makes me feel even worse. This feeling is 'feeling bad,' isn't it? It's an emotion I've never experienced, so I'm not entirely sure."

The king before him looked hesitant. He was still uncertain about human emotions.

Then, he looked at Roy and then behind Roy, and said, "...This world is not the world I originally belonged to, nor is it any parallel world. It's truly incredible. So, there are worlds outside of worlds? Is my current state called a Disobedient God? Then, did Your Excellency summon me here, or did the being behind you summon me here?"

"You can see Aiwass?"

Roy asked in surprise. Solomon was the first person Roy had encountered who could perceive Aiwass's existence, something even Pandora couldn't do.

"If the Aiwass you speak of is the angelic being located behind you."

King Solomon's tone was slightly reserved, as if he were slowly getting accustomed to all human emotions.

"Not only can I see Aiwass, but as someone from another world, I immediately knew my identity as a Disobedient God upon appearing. I find it quite unbelievable myself. Is this the 'Wisdom of Solomon'?"

Roy exclaimed. The summoning ritual for a Disobedient God wouldn't impart the knowledge of this world to this Solomon from another world. This meant that Solomon had discovered all of this himself. To understand everything the moment he arrived in this world, this fellow truly lived up to the title 'Solomon the Wise'.

"You flatter me too much. The Wisdom of Solomon was merely a gift from God; it doesn't belong to Solomon. Furthermore, I am also puzzled as to why I have gained 'humanity'?"

The Solomon in front of him said sincerely, admitting without hesitation that the wisdom wasn't his but God's. He was merely granted wisdom by God and received divine revelation, which allowed him to become the great king.

This also aligned perfectly with the records in the Bible. The reason Solomon was able to lead Israel to prosperity was because God willed for Israel to prosper.

Roy stared at him for a long time, then sighed with a sense of resignation, "...I am certain now. The Wisdom of Solomon is indeed the wisdom of God, not the wisdom of man."

"...As for why you possess 'humanity,' I can roughly guess. The so-called Disobedient Gods are those who have been stripped of their divine constraints, made to transcend their mythical significance, and then twisted to descend upon the earth. For example, a benevolent god who protected the people might become evil upon arriving on Earth after being corrupted."

"And since you said King Solomon was a machine without 'humanity,' then under the summoning ritual of a Disobedient God, King Solomon's mythical concept was also distorted, allowing you to transcend mythical restraints and become 'human'."

Roy explained, then fell into deep worry.

The Authorities obtained by Campiones after killing Disobedient Gods are uncontrollable. If he were to kill the Solomon in front of him, it would be fine if he gained the wisdom of a 'god,' but what if he gained the wisdom of a 'person' and it actually lowered his intelligence?

In Roy's opinion, the Solomon before him, in his human form, showed no kingly aura whatsoever in his speech and demeanor. Calling him a 'waste' wouldn't be an exaggeration.

If he killed him, what if he caught the 'waste' aura?

As Roy was agonizing over this, Solomon spoke with a pleading tone, "...Lord Roy, I have an unreasonable request. I know the missions of Campiones and Disobedient Gods, and I know the inevitable fate of my existence as someone from another world. But please, allow me to live in this world as a 'human' for seven days. Just seven days. Please kill me after seven days!"

Chapter 62: Solomon, This is Your Good Fortune!

"Your Majesty, please do not believe this person's deceitful words!"

Just then, Erica suddenly appeared beside Roy. Her expression was solemn, and she held her long sword, steadfast in her knight's code, guarding Roy. Her stern gaze pierced directly at King Solomon. Even knowing he was a Disobedient God, she showed no fear.