The Divine Right of a Certain Anime Crossover

Roy and Athena have a shared goal of confronting the Steel Hero and defeating the 'Last King.' Under the banner of this firm camaraderie, Roy believes he has a definite chance of obtaining everything Athena has to offer.

"I don't just want your Authority, I want you. I don't just want your body, I want your heart. Adults should boldly declare, 'I want it all!'"

Chapter 88: Authority, "Protect Athena"

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Roy's hand felt a sharp pain, and a trickle of blood flowed down Athena's lips, only enhancing her allure.

Immediately, Roy felt a divine power surge from Athena's lips through the wound on his hand and into his body. Roy was very familiar with this divine power; it was the same divine energy fluctuation emanating from the Gorgon Stone earlier.

Slowly, Athena released her mouth. Roy raised his hand to his eyes, looking at the row of teeth marks and the broken skin on his hand, then turned his gaze to Athena.

"This is the contract. From now on, Athena's fate will be intertwined with Roy Crowley. Oh, Rakshasa King who has been targeted by a goddess, whether this is your fortune or misfortune, even death cannot sever this bond. Even if you fall into the Underworld, I, as the Queen of the Underworld, will find you there, gazing at you in the silent wilderness as you continue to be a Demon King in hell."

"...Satisfy me with everything you have. I hope you will abide by your promise to me, burn 'Steel,' and sever the 'Last Steel.' If you dare to betray our agreement, I swear, I will search the heavens and the earth to take your life!"

Athena's pearly teeth were stained with Roy's blood, as beautiful as roses. She carried herself with pride, her voice ringing with authority. Her peerless beauty radiated both strength and enchantment, capturing all of Roy's attention.

Even if she were to become his possession, his subordinate goddess, her words and tone were more akin to a queen bestowing favor upon a vassal. Athena's stubbornness and pride were evident.

However, Roy would give her this much face. To argue with a woman at this point wouldn't be a man's dignity, but the sign of a hopelessly straight man who couldn't find a girlfriend.

"I will honor our promise until death separates us, my goddess!"

Roy placed one hand in front of him and bowed elegantly.

Athena's stern expression gradually softened. She narrowed her eyes slightly and chuckled, "...If you were to die before my eyes, wouldn't that be mocking my powerlessness? I will not let you die. Even if you truly fall into the Underworld, I, as the Queen of the Underworld, will drag you out from there."

As she spoke, Athena's delicate body began to shrink. Before long, she transformed from her tall goddess form back into a loli.

"I have placed the Gorgon Stone within your body. That is the bond and beacon between us, and a form of Divine Artifact and Authority. Whenever you need me to fight for you, you can use the Gorgon Stone to summon me and restore me to my triple-unified Athena state!"

"...However, I will only fight for you and the 'God of Steel.' As for my kin who are also Earth Mother Goddesses, I will not make enemies of them."

Athena's clear voice gradually grew weaker. Struck by the 'Light of the Right,' she had completely lost her ability to act, with almost no energy or stamina left.

"That is enough, Athena! My true enemies are 'Steel,' that 'Last Steel'!"

Roy clenched his fist, sensing Athena's divine power within his body. The Gorgon Stone was essentially Athena's power and a part of her being, and now Athena had entrusted her power and half-divinity to him for safekeeping.

This goddess was indeed proud. If his actions touched her bottom line, Athena might very well tear up the contract without hesitation. But as long as his actions remained within her boundaries, she would do her best to fulfill their agreement.

Roy knew that by giving him her power, she was allowing him to trust her more. Driven by their common enemy and her hatred, they would face the future together.

I'll call this Authority "Protect Athena."

Roy thought playfully. The Authority itself should probably be called "Summon Athena," but Roy felt "Protect Athena" sounded better. In any case, Authorities didn't really have names; they were just given them by the Campione themselves or by those idle folks in the Council of Sages of Greenwich.

Although Athena's agreement stated she wouldn't help him fight against Earth Mother Goddesses, Roy knew that actions and words were different. Even among the ill-fated Earth Mother Goddesses, not all of them got along well with Athena; a considerable number were likely disliked by her, given her willful and capricious nature.

Furthermore, Roy didn't have good compatibility with Earth Mother Goddesses. Even if he killed one, it wouldn't allow him to complete the fusion of his Spirit Base. For Roy, only gods with the characteristics of 'Steel,' 'Victory,' and 'Sun' were his targets. This coincided perfectly with Athena's hatred.

Now, Roy was finally certain that in this world, besides the 'Last King,' there were no other Campiones or Disobedient Gods who could be his opponent. When he and Athena joined forces, even if the remaining five Campiones of today were to attack him together, Roy would fear nothing.

"I'm getting a little tired... Take me back with you."

Athena's eyelids began to droop, the clarity in her eyes becoming hazy. Her voice grew weaker until she finally closed her eyes, her breathing becoming even.

"Because she knew there was no danger, she got tired and fell asleep?"

Roy looked at Athena, who was lying on the ground and had fallen asleep, and said with a hint of amusement, "...She dared to fall asleep right in front of me. How much trust does she have in me?"

Roy touched his face. Was it because of "Face of God" that it was easy for others to trust him, or was it because he was inherently someone who inspired trust?

It was probably both. After all, wasn't Aleister Crowley a man who looked very proper on the outside but was actually a closeted individual on the inside?

Roy let out a breath, walked to Athena's side, and knelt on one knee. He very carefully and gently picked up her small, loli-sized body.

The sleeping Athena shivered slightly, then, like a kitten, her slender, snow-white hands clutched Roy's blood-stained, torn robe. She curled up, burying her delicate face in his embrace.

"...Looking at her like this, she's actually quite cute. Just too stubborn, too proud..."

With a light chuckle, Roy began to walk, holding Athena. After confirming his surroundings, he headed back in the direction he came from.

The "Lord of Light" Authority's time limit had expired today, and Roy wasn't in the best condition. He could only walk back like this, step by step.

However, Roy hadn't walked far before he sensed a fluctuation of magic power. He looked up and saw Erica and Liliana rapidly approaching on flying magic, their expressions extremely anxious.

Upon seeing Roy, both knight girls' expressions brightened with relief. They quickly landed and ran towards him. Seeing Roy covered in blood, they were both greatly alarmed. Erica hurried to support Roy, while Liliana, in her haste, forgot about a Campione's magic resistance and began to cast healing magic.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in the villa and not come out?"

(Understood) Roy's expression was displeased, but his tone was not harsh.

"Liliana and I were too worried about your safety, so we came here. Please punish us!"

Erica lowered her beautiful, increasingly mature face and said without flinching.

"Forget it, you two foolish women. If something had really happened to me, you coming here would have just been throwing your lives away... Since you both intended to die with me, how could I possibly blame you... Lily, stop using your magic. While a Campione's body can resist most negative magic, it also renders beneficial magic ineffective. This injury will heal with some rest."

Roy interrupted Liliana's wasteful use of magic and took a deep breath, "...I don't really feel like walking anymore. Can you call for a helicopter to take me back?"

"Yes, Lord Roy, please wait a moment."

The decisive Erica reached into the cleavage of her chest and pulled out a mobile phone, beginning to contact the outside world.

The mages in this world were much more likable than those in the Type-Moon World. They weren't as crazy and also enjoyed using modern technology.

Chapter 89: Living With a Goddess

The helicopter landed in front of the villa deep in the Alps. Under the awestruck gaze of the pilot, Roy carried Athena back to the villa that once belonged to the Marquis and now belonged to him.

"Lily, go to the washroom and prepare some water for me. I need a bath."

Roy looked down at his body, almost completely dyed red with blood, and commanded Liliana.

"Yes, Lord Roy!"

Liliana bowed slightly and prepared to get to work.

"Wait, Lily."

"Do you have any other instructions, Lord Roy?"

Hearing Roy's voice, Liliana stopped and turned back to ask.

Roy didn't speak. He simply pressed his fingertip against Athena's delicate face, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. The goddess's skin was flawless and cool to the touch.

Athena stirred in her sleep when her rest was disturbed. Her small hands patted away Roy's hand while she mumbled something in her sleep.

Roy glanced at his fingertip and saw not a speck of dust on it. "…Never mind, it's nothing! Go ahead, Lily."

Liliana nodded and walked away to prepare hot water for Roy's bath.

"Goddesses are really convenient. They even have an automatic cleaning function. Campiones don't have such abilities."

Roy muttered to himself. During the previous battle, Athena had been severely beaten by his "Contention with Gods" and thrashed around on the ground. She should have been filthy, but as soon as the fight ended, Athena's body was as clean as if she had just taken a bath. Roy could only sigh at how useful divine powers were.

"Lord Roy, why didn't you kill Athena?"

Erica watched Athena in Roy's arms warily. After hesitating for a long time, 303 finally spoke.

"Killing a god is only for the purpose of usurping their authority. But compared to the authority gained, having a powerful god become a subordinate to help you brings far greater benefits than killing them."

"...I understand what you mean. Don't worry, Erica! Athena voluntarily handed over the Gorgon Stone to me. Her power is now under my control, so she won't be able to launch any surprise attacks or assassinations."

Roy wasn't someone who was absolutely self-willed. Hearing Erica's concerned words, he patiently explained. At the same time, he extended his left hand, transforming the Gorgon divine power within him into a tangible object, which appeared in his palm in the form of the Gorgon Stone.

Seeing that the object was under Roy's control, Erica finally relaxed. When they returned to the villa earlier, she and Liliana had seen the battlefield where Roy and Athena fought from high above. A section of the most famous Alps in Europe had been leveled, turning a mountain range into flat ground. Such a terrifying sight would have required countless nuclear bombs to achieve with modern weaponry.

Were Campiones and Disobedient Gods merely natural disasters? They were practically world-ending monsters. No, Campiones like Roy and Disobedient Gods like Athena were terrifying beyond human imagination, possessing a power only found in legends.

Erica was fortunate that the clash between Roy and Athena took place in the Alps. Otherwise, if this destructive power that could level mountain ranges and turn mountains into plains on a map had occurred in Rome, let alone the city of Rome, perhaps half of Italy would have been reduced to ruins.

Demons on the ground and disasters from the heavens, Campiones and Disobedient Gods were truly fitting descriptions.

"You mean… you made Athena submit?"

It was only then that Erica reacted. Connecting Roy's words, her beautiful eyes widened, and her small mouth formed an 'o' shape.

This was something that had never happened in the history of mankind. Whenever Campiones and Disobedient Gods appeared in records, they were always fighting, always ending with one side utterly defeated. But for a Campione to make a Disobedient God submit, or for a Disobedient God to make a Campione submit, such a thing had never been heard of.

"You can't use the word 'submit.' Athena and I are currently more like 'allies,' just that in this relationship, my position is higher. When Athena wakes up, don't you dare say the word 'submit' to her. This goddess is too proud; if she hears it, she won't let you off lightly."

"...Also, from now on, Athena will probably be living with us. Find some excellent maids from Italy to take care of this goddess. Be respectful to her in your daily interactions. Although she is no longer the tripartite Athena, she is still a goddess."

As Roy spoke to Erica, he walked into his bedroom and gently placed Athena, who was in his arms, onto the bed. He covered her with a thin blanket, then thought for a moment and found a plush toy to put into her arms. Only then did Athena's hands, which had been tightly gripping his collar, loosen.

"How would I dare to disrespect Athena? Just thinking about living with a Disobedient God from now on makes me wonder if I'm still dreaming."

Erica, the famous 'Crimson Devil' of Italy, rubbed her forehead and said with a wry smile.

Even she, a proud witch, felt her head spinning at the news that she would be living with a Disobedient God, feeling dazed and bewildered.

"You'll get used to it slowly, Erica."

He chuckled and patted Erica's shoulder. Hearing Liliana's footsteps, he headed towards the washroom.

Amidst the rising steam, Roy washed away the bloodstains on his body, watching the red blood flow onto the floor and down the drain.

"It's a good thing my physical condition has improved so much. If it were my old body, I'd probably be in the ICU or preparing a funeral wreath."

Roy quipped to himself. Almost all his capillaries had ruptured, and blood was seeping from his pores. The amount of bleeding had startled even himself. However, even so, such injuries were considered minor for a Campione. As long as their head wasn't severed or their internal organs completely shattered, a Campione could recover through self-healing.

Just then, a pair of snow-white arms wrapped around his waist, and a warm presence embraced him from behind.

"Erica, how did you get in here?"

Roy asked with a smile, grabbing the hands around his waist. He knew who it was without turning around.

"Lord Roy, as your exclusive knight, it is my duty to solve all your problems."

Erica's voice was like a little devil's. She stood on tiptoe, smiling alluringly.

"Lily! Why are you still shy? Hurry up and come in!"

Erica suddenly shouted towards the door. Then, amidst the swirling steam, a silver-haired girl stood at the entrance, stammering shyly, "...S-sorry to disturb you, Lord Roy."

With that, Liliana slowly walked up to Roy.

Hearing Liliana's words, Roy and Erica both chuckled, finding the girl endearingly foolish at that moment. Her words were truly ill-timed.

Roy knew exactly why the two girls had come to find him. He shook his head and smiled, "...Let's do as you wish."

Upon receiving the instruction, Erica winked with a sly smile, while Liliana lowered her head even further in shyness. Both knight girls bowed their heads, showing their utmost respect.

North American Continent, United States--

A woman, always wearing a mask and clad in armor that covered her entire body, was looking at a report in her hands. Her name was Annie Charlton, a Campione of America. However, because she always wore armor and never showed her true face, everyone mistakenly believed she was male, and she used the male alias 'John Pluto Smith'.

"Jack, you should take a look too. This is a report from Europe. My junior, who became a Campione over a year ago, caused quite a stir in the Alps again. Wow, an entire mountain range in the Alps is gone. Even my 'Artemis's Arrow' can't compare to that destructive power," Annie exclaimed in a serious yet exaggerated tone.

"Lord Smith, are you thinking of asking this 'King' for help?" a man around thirty years old asked with a frown. His name was Jack, and he was a subordinate of the King of America.

"The 'Fly King' is causing more and more trouble lately, and they've mastered guerrilla warfare, appearing everywhere across the North American continent. I'm completely overwhelmed and can't stop them. They've already caused a large number of civilian casualties... This Roy Crowley once killed Solomon and obtained 'Solomon's Wisdom,' which is said to be able to see through the past. I want to borrow those eyes to find the mastermind behind the 'Fly King'."

"...And this time, the one fighting him is the most famous goddess in the world, Athena. Based on his previous Authority compatibility, I suspect he might have obtained 'Athena's Wisdom' this time as well," Annie Charlton said non-stop.

"But Lord Smith, I hope you'll reconsider. This 'King,' how should I put it, whether it's summoning him to the North American continent or you going to see him personally, I feel it's a dangerous prospect," Jack said cautiously, choosing his words carefully.

"Don't laugh at me, but I have this concern too, even some fear. He even killed an ancient Campione like Marquis Voban. A Campione who would kill his own kind is extremely rare. But for the sake of the people of North America, I... I might still have to try..." Annie Charlton said with a wry smile.

Chapter 90: Holy Grail

Athena opened her eyes from a deep slumber.

She found herself lying on a soft, warm bed, being held by someone. Her instincts as a woman made her body tense up, but then, as her nostrils caught a familiar scent, Athena's stiffened body softened.