The sacred right side of a certain manga Chapter 069

It wasn’t that Roy was too cautious, or that a Campione distrusted a Heretic God. It was because Solomon was known for his “wisdom” in history, and words from such a person would always raise doubts.

For example, if Zhuge Liang suddenly offered to surrender to you, anyone who understood Zhuge Liang would certainly not be overjoyed immediately. Instead, they would become suspicious, wondering if such a near-supernatural person had some trick up their sleeve.

Roy was in exactly this state now.

“Are my words truly so hard to trust?”

King Solomon suddenly looked troubled, even showing a rather wronged expression on his solemn and majestic face.

“To show my sincerity, I will give up resistance, but I hope, Your Excellency, that you will let me finish speaking.”

As he spoke, King Solomon slowly released the hand that was gripping Roy’s fist, even dispelling his magic.

Seeing this, Roy hesitated, then took a step back to prevent King Solomon from launching a sneak attack. At the same time, he began to carefully scrutinize the king before him.

Earlier, when King Solomon had just been summoned, Roy had only briefly glanced at his attire and features. After that, he had treated him as a Heretic God and immediately engaged in battle. It was only now that Roy thoroughly examined Solomon.

Then, surprise appeared in Roy’s eyes, because he finally recognized which Solomon the king before him was.

‘Is that the Solomon from FGO? Is the new world connected to my right hand the Nasuverse?’

Memories from sixteen years ago resurfaced in Roy’s mind. Because that game was very popular, he had played it. As a relatively professional photographer who took pictures for cosplayers, he could be a socialite, but he also had to be an otaku. If he wasn’t familiar with characters from anime and games, the photos he took would lack artistic conception and temperament, which would be absolutely unacceptable for a photographer.

Roy never had the arrogance of a “person from the real world.” In fact, he highly doubted what kind of world his so-called real world was. Because after he transmigrated to A Certain Magical Index, personally learned magic, and touched the true essence of that world with his own hands, he knew that none of this was false. These people weren’t illusory anime characters or NPCs, but living, breathing individuals with their own thoughts and feelings.

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

Roy still had a hint of hesitation. He wasn’t a “fan” himself and wasn’t clear on many of the more detailed settings. In this real world, he had to remain vigilant and couldn’t rely on so-called memories to trust people; that would be making an empirical error.

“This is… what it feels like to be human.”

A joyful expression appeared on King Solomon’s solemn and majestic face. He seemed to be smiling, but his smile was very awkward, as if he had never smiled in his past.

In fact, Roy felt that it was more like crying than smiling.

“My apologies, my apologies. Since I’ve never experienced what it’s like to be ‘human,’ I might be a bit rude.”

King Solomon didn’t at all resemble a Heretic God who was an enemy of a Campione. He scratched his head, his smile shy with a hint of embarrassment. All his kingly aura was gone; he had become frivolous. Facing such an unmotivated person, even Roy couldn’t muster much strong hostility.

“You… aren’t human? As King Solomon, aren’t you the king renowned throughout the world as the third monarch of the ancient Kingdom of Israel?”

Roy stared at King Solomon, who could almost be described as inverted. He was completely different from the majestic figure he had been when first summoned, as if he had transformed from a “king” into an “ordinary person.”

“Ah, actually, I don’t really want to discuss this topic, but since I have a request of Your Excellency, and Your Excellency brought it up, then there’s no harm in talking about it. The one named King Solomon is not a single person. He is a born ‘King,’ a ‘nothingness’ that has nothing. His existence is merely a symbol, like a pre-programmed machine, to accomplish what he is supposed to accomplish. He is merely the final bridge connecting God and man.”

“…King Solomon accepted God’s blessings, ruled the nation, established laws, and was respected and loved by the people. Then, after completing his tasks, he quietly awaited death, returning God’s grace to heaven. This is the mission of the one named King Solomon, nothing more. All of this simply proceeded according to a pre-set script, without Solomon’s own will, because he lacked ‘humanity.’”

The king before him showed a pessimistic emotion. It wasn’t that he was grieving his own life; it was simply that this person was a pessimist.

Roy recalled what Princess Alice had said earlier when chanting the spell: He has no emotions within him; he is a non-human who has been stripped of the shared joy and sorrow and freedom between people.

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

To put it more bluntly, he was the “King” bestowed upon humanity by God to demonstrate His authority.

With this thought, Roy’s gaze towards Solomon changed. There was no pity in it, for he knew that pity was the evil that could most harm people. He merely sighed, “…You truly are unfortunate.”

“Your Excellency’s words make me even more uncomfortable. Is this feeling discomfort? I’ve never experienced this emotion before, so I’m not very clear.”

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

Then, he looked at Roy, then at Roy’s back, and said, “…This world is not the world I originally came from, nor is it any parallel world. It’s truly incredible. So there are worlds outside of worlds? My current state is called a Heretic God? So, did Your Excellency summon me here, or did the entity behind you summon me here?”

“You can see Aiwass?”

Roy asked in surprise. Solomon was the first person Roy had ever seen who could detect Aiwass’s presence. Even Pandora couldn’t do that.

“If the Aiwass you speak of is the angelic being behind you, then yes.”

King Solomon’s tone was slightly reserved, as if he was slowly getting used to all human emotions.

“Not only can you see Aiwass, but as someone from another world, you immediately know your identity as a Heretic God upon appearing. I find that quite incredible. Is this ‘Solomon’s Wisdom’?”

Roy exclaimed. The summoning ritual for a Heretic God wouldn’t impart knowledge of this world to King Solomon from another world. This meant that Solomon had discovered these things himself. To understand everything the moment he arrived in another world, this guy was truly worthy of the title ‘Solomon the Wise.’

“You flatter me too much. Solomon’s wisdom is merely the wisdom bestowed by the Lord; it does not belong to Solomon. Furthermore, I am also wondering why I have gained ‘humanity’?”

The king before him spoke sincerely, admitting without hesitation that the wisdom did not belong to him but to God. He was merely granted wisdom by God and received divine revelation, which is why he became a great king.

And this also aligned with the records in the Bible: the reason Solomon could lead Israel to prosperity was because God willed Israel to prosper.

Roy stared at him for a long time, then sighed, “…I’m certain now. Solomon’s wisdom is indeed only God’s wisdom, not human wisdom.”

“…As for why you gained ‘humanity,’ I can probably guess. A so-called Heretic God is a mythological deity stripped of its restraints, allowing it to transcend its mythological meaning and be distorted, thus descending upon the earth. For example, a benevolent god who protects the people might become evil after being distorted and coming to earth.”

“And since you said King Solomon was a machine without ‘humanity,’ then under the Heretic God summoning ritual, King Solomon’s mythological concept was also distorted, causing you to transcend mythological restraints and become ‘human.’”

Roy explained, then fell into deep worry.

The authorities gained by a Campione after killing a Heretic God were uncontrollable. If he killed the King Solomon before him, it would be fine if he gained “divine” wisdom, but what if he gained “human” wisdom? Would it instead lower his intelligence?

In Roy’s view, this King Solomon, as a human, showed no kingly aura whatsoever from his speaking manner and tone. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him “useless.”

What if he killed him and caught the “useless” temperament?

As Roy was agonizing, Solomon spoke in a pleading tone: “…Your Excellency Roy, I have an impertinent request. I know the mission of a Campione and a Heretic God, and I know the inevitable end of someone from another world like myself. But please, I beg you, allow me to live as a ‘human’ in this world for seven days. Just seven days. Please, kill me after seven days!”