A Certain Anime's Divine Right

Salvatore said cheerfully that three years ago Marquis Voban had summoned a Disobedient God, which was then stolen by the King of Swords, leading to animosity between the two Campiones.

The King of Swords' voice was extremely pure; his words were never false, but rather his true thoughts and feelings.

Roy was quite impressed by this. Putting himself in Salvatore's shoes, if he were in his position and knew a New King had stolen his property, he would have flown into a rage and caused boundless disaster, making the traitor and plunderer pay the price they deserved.

But Salvatore could laugh it all off. He truly didn't care about appearances, living solely for the sword.

It wasn't that Roy had a small mind, nor that Salvatore had a large one; it was simply that their ways of life were different.

Although this Italian King of Swords annoyed Roy, he never felt disgust towards him.

"I have something important to do right now, I don't have time to fight you."

Roy continued to refuse, while simultaneously signaling with his eyes for the knight Salvatore had brought to drag his "King" away. This knight was named Andrea Rivera, Salvatore's absolute confidant, known as the 'Butler of the King.' Considering Salvatore's personality, the fact that he could still live normally in the human world was largely thanks to Andrea.

"Something important? I heard from Italy that you seem to be looking for Divine Artifacts to find Disobedient Gods. As expected, you also like to fight Disobedient Gods. It's fine, I can wait until you're done, and then we can have a match."

Salvatore didn't listen to the explanation at all, acting entirely on his own whim.

Roy found him incredibly annoying. After thinking for a moment, he said, "...Lord Salvatore, do you know why human history spans thousands of years, and myths have been passed down for thousands of years, yet the oldest Campione alive today is not even three hundred years old? Where did all the previous Campiones go?"

"Huh?"

Salvatore was stunned for a moment before saying, "...You're right. Where did all the previous Campiones go?"

He asked blankly.

"Among the Disobedient Gods, there is an existence known as the 'Last King.' He is the hero who annihilated the Demon King. Whenever the number of Campiones reaches a certain level, he awakens and eliminates all Campiones. The number of Campiones has now reached that point, and he will awaken soon."

Roy's tone was very serious as he spoke of his worry for the Last King.

Before Salvatore could speak, his knight Andrea sat up straight and said, "...King Roy, I have never heard the name 'Last King.' Could this be a revelation from 'Solomon's Wisdom'?"

After killing Solomon, the Council of Sages and other organizations all believed that the Authority Roy had obtained was 'Clairvoyance,' the ability to see through the past. No one knew about the existence of the 'Human Order Rectification Ritual.'

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However, this Authority had caused a sensation among countless scholars and mages. The ability to freely read information from the past meant the ability to browse endless knowledge and secrets at will. Although it lacked direct combat power, it allowed Roy to always have the upper hand.

"Ah, that's right. This is a product of 'Solomon's Wisdom.' According to the revelation, I roughly know that the 'Last King' is sleeping on an island in the Pacific. Lord Salvatore, I really don't have time to fight you right now. If you truly want to find an opponent, go to the Pacific and search for the 'Last King.' As the hero who annihilated the Demon King, his strength is arguably the strongest in all of history. He will surely satisfy you."

Roy feared Salvatore might have abilities like intuition, so he didn't lie at all, lest Salvatore see through his deception. What Roy said were all true words, but with a hidden meaning. The 'Last King' was indeed sleeping on an island in the Pacific. Japan was also an island in the Pacific, just a slightly larger one.

However, this information could easily mislead others. It was estimated that Salvatore would now go searching for uninhabited islands all over the vast Pacific.

Indeed, upon hearing Roy's news, Salvatore's expression changed. This King of Swords was decisive. He immediately opened the car door and said to Andrea, "...Andrea, hurry and come with me to the Pacific. Such a powerful opponent cannot be let to be snatched by others."

At the same time, he turned back to Roy and said, "...Thank you so much for the information, my friend! We truly are good friends. After I deal with that 'Last King,' I will come back to fight you!"

"Certainly. Then, let me give you one last piece of news. Six years ago, England's 'Black Prince,' Alexander Gascoigne, searched for the Holy Grail, causing a great stir in the mystical world. From what I understand, the Holy Grail is related to the Last King. If you cannot find the sleeping place of the Last King in the Pacific, you can go find Alexander Gascoigne. He will surely have a lot of information about the Last King."

Roy directly employed a strategy of diverting trouble. Salvatore would absolutely not be able to find the sleeping place of the Last King. After this, he would very likely go looking for the 'Black Prince.' The two Campiones most likely to cause trouble for Roy were now forcibly paired up as 'adversaries.'

The Eastern Patriarch had always lived in seclusion. The American Campione belonged to the rare 'benevolent faction' that didn't like to cause trouble. Marquis Voban had been temporarily dealt with by him. It could be said that Roy had created a very favorable environment for himself to continue developing wholeheartedly.

"There's also another troublemaker, Lady Aisha. I hope that 'Queen of the Demon Cave' continues her journey through time and space."

Roy muttered. By this time, Salvatore had already jumped out of the car with Andrea and run off.

"Excellent. Now, no one can disturb my 'date' with the Goddess!"

Chapter Seventy-Three: Gorgon Stone

"Lord Roy, this is what you requested, just excavated from the ruins."

In a quiet villa in Rome, Italy, Erica placed a leather briefcase on the table in front of Roy.

Erica and Liliana stood on either side of the table, heads slightly bowed, and said.

"Thank you for your hard work, Erica and Lily."

Roy smiled at his two knights. His finger flicked across the lock of the briefcase, disabling both the technological and magical password locks.

His hands, as if about to examine some ancient and expensive antique, gently opened the briefcase. In the center of the case was a circular stone disk resembling marble. The disk appeared small, like a badge that could be held in one hand. The surface of the disk was engraved with a snake-haired Gorgon, which was the legendary monster from Greek mythology, Medusa. "360."

"A Gorgon monster, a relic of an ancient goddess..."

Roy gently took out the stone badge, which looked as if it could shatter at a touch. He blew softly, dusting off the loose particles.

Compared to modern craftsmanship, the Gorgon engraved on this ancient badge was very crude, with only a few simple strokes. However, Roy clearly felt a vast divine power from this stone badge. This divine power granted the Gorgon Stone immortal power; no external force could destroy it. Only by killing the owner of the Gorgon Stone would it lose its immortality.

"The gods worshipped by the Romans share consistency with Greek mythology, just as Aphrodite is Venus, and Ares is Mars... And in the Metamorphoses by the Roman poet Ovid, Medusa was originally a beautiful maiden who, after being raped by the sea god, was turned into a monster by Athena."

"...This is actually a completely distorted story. In the true records of ancient Greek mythology, Gorgon Medusa and her two sisters were born monsters. If we trace back further, the Gorgon sisters were originally goddesses, but under the butcher's blade of the Steel Hero, they degenerated into Dragon-Serpents."

Roy played with the Gorgon Stone in his hand. The pupils in his left eye began to contract and converge. The 'Clairvoyance' ability activated, and Roy used the Gorgon Stone as a medium to trace back to ancient myths. Amidst the torrent of myths and history, he found its owner.

"Lord Roy, the Gorgon Stone has been excavated, and its aura has leaked. This stone is a beacon for an ancient goddess. When it appears, it will surely be pursued by the Earth Mother Goddess manifested on the land."

Erica, with her extensive knowledge of history and mythology, took a deep breath and bowed her head to advise, "...This is Rome, the capital of Italy, and the center of the region you command. If a battle with a Disobedient God occurs here, it will cause unnecessary losses to your property. Therefore, I boldly request that Lord Roy relocate elsewhere to battle the Disobedient God."

"Liliana also requests this of Lord Roy, hoping you will bestow kindness and mercy upon the people of Italy."

Liliana knelt on one knee, performing an ancient and formal knight's salute.

Roy put away the Gorgon Stone in his hand, stood up, and waved his hand grandly, as if an emperor issuing a decree: "...Granted!"

With a hearty laugh, he walked to the table and pinched Erica and Liliana's tender cheeks. The skin where his fingers touched was smooth and delicate. Fifteen-year-old girls, especially those with witch blood, had skin as lustrous and moist as if made of water.

"Alright, you two can get up now. I've played along with the act you wanted."

Roy raised his hand, signaling Erica and Liliana to stand.

The two knight girls exchanged a glance, a smile appearing at the corners of their mouths. If this were a year ago, they would have been trembling as they pleaded with Roy. But now, they fully understood Roy's methods. They knew Roy had no intention of fighting Disobedient Gods within Italy from the start, so their direct appeal was merely a formality.

As a "King," Roy did not tolerate disrespect or lack of manners. However, just as ancient emperors could speak freely with their close ministers, he allowed Erica and Liliana, who had accompanied him for over a year and had gradually opened up to him, forming a tacit understanding, to be somewhat casual in his presence, as long as they knew their boundaries and didn't push their luck.

"Lord Roy, do you need us to summon Yuri Wanitangi and Ena Kiyōin from Japan?" Erica asked. She didn't mention Princess Alice because she knew Princess Alice held a much higher position in Roy's heart, on par with, or even above, her and Liliana, his personal knights.

If she and Liliana were to be compared to the King's consorts, then Ena Kiyōin and Yuri Wanitangi would be at the rank of concubines. Everything belonging to those two Eastern girls was "the King's," not to be touched by anyone else. However, because of their lower status, they wouldn't receive as much attention from "the King," much like women who lost in the harem's competition for favor...

"There's no need to summon them. This time, I don't require the spiritual vision of witches or miko. Besides, ever since I obtained this eye, I am the foremost in spiritual vision ability in this era."

Roy pointed to his left eye. The principle behind witches' and miko's spiritual vision was to borrow the power of Yomi to trace back the past. However, Roy's 'Clairvoyance,' obtained from King Solomon, was far superior to spiritual vision.

"Then, Lord Roy, where are we going? Please give us a specific address so Liliana and I can prepare."

As Roy's personal knights, Liliana and Erica often took care of his daily life. Before "the King" traveled, they would ensure everything was meticulously prepared.

Roy pondered for a moment and then said, "...The Alps in southern Switzerland!"

"Yes, Lord Roy!"

Erica and Liliana responded and began their preparations. They arranged for Italian private jets and road travel, prepared for reception in Switzerland, and so on. "The King's" travels required more seriousness than a president's.

The Seven Sisters Alliance in Italy already had a set of protocols for "the King's" travels and daily affairs. Shortly after Roy issued his command, Erica and Liliana, utilizing the resources of the Seven Sisters Alliance, completed all preparations. A luxurious car carried the three of them to Fiumicino Airport, ready to fly to Switzerland.

And not long after Roy departed, a petite figure arrived at the villa where he had been residing.

"I smell it. The scent of our enemy, the Campione, and the scent of the Gorgon Stone. It seems my Gorgon Stone has fallen into the hands of a Campione."

The petite figure murmured, her tone noble and exceedingly elegant.

"What I seek is the Gorgon Stone. Ancient serpent, guide the path of the Disobedient Queen, and grant me again the wisdom of darkness, earth, and sky!"

As the Word Spirit was recited, darkness descended, and then everything returned to calm, as if the figure had never appeared.

Chapter Seventy-Four: Goddess Descends

The Alps are located in south-central Europe, covering northern Italy, southeastern France, Switzerland, Austria, southern Germany, and Slovenia.

In the Swiss Alps region, a helicopter hovered in the sky and slowly landed in a valley within the Alps.

"King Roy, this was once the residence of Marquis Voban. After his... demise, it was abandoned and unused. However, the Marquis held great prestige throughout Europe. Even though he is no longer here, someone comes to clean it regularly, and no one dares to touch anything inside."

The helicopter pilot was a member of a Swiss magic society. Upon receiving the mission to receive "the King," the Swiss side had been extremely cautious, though they inwardly lamented. Wherever a Campione went, there was never any peace.

Before Roy stood an exquisite small villa. To build such a villa in the depths of the Alps, complete with modern facilities, was a monumental undertaking. Only someone like a Campione could, with a single command, make the government and magic societies work diligently together.

For the past three hundred years, Marquis Voban had been the "Alliance Leader" of Europe. It wasn't until the appearance of the Black Prince and the King of Swords that the magic societies of England and Southern Europe broke away from Marquis Voban and joined the New King.

Switzerland had also been under Marquis Voban's command. The Alps could even be considered his private property.

Marquis Voban disliked staying in one place for long, frequently changing his residences. Therefore, he had residences in many deep mountains and forests around the world.

However, after Roy defeated Marquis Voban in Tokyo and the Marquis was presumed 'dead,' the entire European magic society fell into disarray. Without Marquis Voban's suppression, conflicts between the magic societies of various countries became prominent. Except for England, where the Black Prince resided, and Italy, where Roy was, the whole of Europe was now in a state of leaderlessness.

In fact, over the past year, Roy had received declarations of allegiance from magic societies in France, Germany, Spain, Portugal, and many other countries. Compared to the Black Prince of England and Salvatore, who was uninvolved, Roy's prestige was undoubtedly higher. It could be said that Roy had now implicitly become the co-lord of the European mystical world.

"Very good. Since it belonged to the Marquis, I shall accept it!"

Roy looked at the exquisite villa and nodded with satisfaction.

He had defeated Marquis Voban, giving him the reason and qualification to inherit his legacy. Although Roy knew that Marquis Voban was not actually dead and still clung to life, one day he would be able to return. However, setting aside how powerful Roy would be by then, his current Divine Right alone would be enough to defeat the returning Marquis with a wave of his hand.

"Alright, you can leave now. Erica and Lily, come with me and let's see the Marquis's taste."

Roy instructed the pilot and then beckoned his knights as he entered the villa.

The villa was exquisitely furnished, but unlike what Roy had imagined, the interior decoration was not very modern. Instead, it had an antique feel. In the very center of the villa, there was even a place for a wood fire. It was understandable that, as a person from three hundred years ago, the Marquis would have a strong sense of nostalgia for the past.

Upon entering the villa, Liliana quickly began to tidy up, removing any furnishings Roy disliked and transforming the villa into his preferred style at the fastest speed.

In terms of daily household skills, Erica was far inferior to Liliana. Therefore, the main responsibility for Roy's daily life and care fell to Liliana. Between the two of them, Erica handled external affairs, while Liliana managed internal ones, their division of labor clearly defined.

In the villa deep within the Alps, the fireplace burned fiercely, and the air conditioning was set to a comfortable warmth. Even in the deep mountains of the Alps, the interior of this villa felt like a warm spring.

Roy sat in a wooden chair, holding a steaming cup of coffee in his right hand and a mystical book, newly confiscated from a Swiss magic society, in his left. He was engrossed in reading it.

Liliana bustled around the room, occasionally refilling Roy's coffee or bringing him exquisite cakes to taste. Erica, meanwhile, sat at a computer, working and sometimes making phone calls to coordinate with the Italian side.

As the leader of Italy and the Vatican, and the co-lord of all of Europe, Roy actually had a lot of daily work. However, he had delegated all of it to Erica. This talented girl from Milan's "Bronze Black Cross" handled these tasks with ease.

Closing his eyes, he took a sip of the handcrafted coffee, feeling the bitter taste slide down his throat. Roy let out a comfortable sigh. He tossed the Gorgon Stone in his right hand up and down, placed the book in his left hand on the table, and slightly turned his head to look at the beautiful snowy scenery of the Alps outside the window. He was extremely at ease.

And just as Roy was resting as if on vacation, the snowscape outside, which had been reflecting the sunlight, suddenly dimmed, as if darkness had descended.

"Lord Roy!"

Erica and Liliana, engrossed in their respective tasks, were startled. They quickly stood up, each drawing their beloved swords. Although they saw no one with their spiritual vision or physical eyes, their bodies began to tremble. An uncontrollable fear erupted from their hearts, as if some terrifying being far beyond human comprehension had arrived.

Erica and Liliana exchanged a glance. Though their wills were firm, their human instincts still recoiled from the aura of that 'god.' They knew it was the Disobedient God, chasing the Gorgon Stone, that had arrived. What Erica and Liliana hadn't expected was for the Disobedient God to arrive so quickly. They and Roy had traveled from Rome to Switzerland and settled into this villa less than half a day ago!

"Since you've graced us with your presence, Goddess, why not come in for a cup of coffee? I imagine that as an ancient and noble goddess, you wouldn't refuse my small, petulant request, nor would you suddenly destroy this villa that I quite like, would you? That would be rather like burning down the zither to roast the crane."

Roy felt the blood in his body boil once more. He intensely disliked this instinctual reaction from a Campione towards a Disobedient God, and he forcefully suppressed it. Such irrational behavior, beyond his control, was something Roy absolutely could not accept.

"What I seek is the Gorgon Stone, the ancient signpost that was once etched onto my shield and now resides here."

"What I seek is the Gorgon Stone, to grant the ancient authority of the serpent to me, who no longer obeys."

"What I seek is the Gorgon Stone, to guide the journey of the Disobedient Queen, granting me darkness, wisdom of the earth, and the heavens once more!"

"..."

Prideful, noble, elegant, yet slightly childish divine voices echoed from outside. Immediately, the villa's door creaked open. The wind and snow outside blew in, bringing waves of cold into the room, which had been as warm as spring. A petite goddess stood at the doorway. Though her body was small, she exuded an ancient and heavy majesty!

Chapter 75: Pouring Goddess Athena a Cup of Cappuccino!

She was a young girl with short silver hair, appearing to be only about ten years old. She wore a blue, rabbit-eared cotton hat, speckled with snow from the Alps. Although her age was young and her features not yet fully developed, her exquisite childlike face and snow-white skin already spoke of her unparalleled beauty.

"This... is a Disobedient God?"

Erica and Liliana stared in astonishment at the delicate and beautiful little loli at the door. She easily evoked feelings of affection, making it impossible to associate her with a Disobedient God capable of bringing disaster.

However, the ominous yet sublime aura emanating from this little girl told Erica and Liliana that she was indeed the Disobedient God, the goddess who had come in pursuit of the Gorgon Stone.

"It's freezing cold outside. Why don't you close the door, come in, and have a cup of coffee to warm yourself up, Disobedient Athena."

Roy showed no surprise at the goddess's appearance; he had expected it.

He put down his coffee cup and made an inviting gesture towards Athena.

"This is the first time I've ever met a Campione who would invite a Disobedient God to sit. Since you invite me with such sincerity, it would be impolite and cowardly of me to refuse."