The sacred right side of a certain manga Chapter 086

Since Roy had reached an agreement with Goddess Athena, the atmosphere in the room softened. However, Roy did not hand over the Gorgon Stone directly to Athena. It wasn’t that he wanted to break his promise, but because Athena’s divine title included ‘wisdom’.

Although Roy was willing to trust Athena’s promise, ‘wisdom’ could also be called cunning. If Athena recovered her strength and suddenly launched a surprise attack in this room, Roy himself was confident he would be fine, but he would definitely not be able to protect Erica and Liliana.

Perhaps sensing Roy’s thoughts, Athena sat on the chair, gently kicking her slender, jade-like legs, clad in blue stockings. She said, without anger, “…Maintaining vigilance towards me is the correct choice. I am also considering whether I should emulate the events of Troy and use deception to trick you.”

Hearing Athena’s words, Roy believed that this goddess would not do anything out of line.

Although the atmosphere in the room had softened, that was only for Roy and Athena. For Erica and Liliana, their pressure increased significantly. Being in the same room as a Disobedient God—if other mages knew, they would probably drop their jaws in shock.

“Lily, it’s dinner time. You haven’t prepared my meal in advance today; that’s dereliction of duty. And Erica, your work for today isn’t finished yet, is it? You should go and complete today’s work.”

Roy’s words reminded Erica and Liliana. The blonde and silver-haired knights immediately bowed, and with expressions of vigilance towards Athena, they headed towards the study and the kitchen.

“Roy Crowley, you truly care about your attendants.”

Athena glanced lightly at Erica and Liliana. As a goddess, she paid no mind to the hostility of two mortals.

Compared to these two mortals, she was more curious about Roy: “…That a Disobedient God and a Godslayer can coexist so peacefully in one hall—even with my knowledge and wisdom, I cannot find a similar instance. You truly are an incredible man. To be able to eliminate the instinctive impulses between a Godslayer and a Disobedient God, and to dare to possess such heroic spirit, you must be a hegemon.”

“You flatter me, Goddess Athena. I merely do not wish to act according to destiny. I detest the word ‘mission,’ for it signifies that one’s life is not under control. And the inevitable outcome of mutual slaughter between Godslayers and Disobedient Gods is the mission I detest the most.”

“…I hope my killing intent originates from myself, not from my identity as a Godslayer. Therefore, I hope to kill Disobedient Gods by my own will, or to become friends with them.”

Roy shrugged, saying with a light laugh.

Destiny, mission—in Roy’s view, these were things that bound him. He always wished to act as he pleased, to indulge freely. A Godslayer should kill Disobedient Gods, who are calamities. Roy would act according to this identity, but he hoped that this willingness to act came from his own thoughts and decisions, not forced by his identity.

That state of getting hot-headed and losing reason upon seeing a Disobedient God was something he absolutely did not want to see.

“If anyone else had said such words to me, I would admire their thoughts while simultaneously mocking their foolishness. But coming from you, I find it only natural.”

“…The threads of destiny spun by Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos are also things I dislike. From this perspective, my thoughts align with yours.”

“Before coming here, I also learned about your past. You once communicated with ‘Solomon the Wise,’ allowing him to be willingly slain by you. The name of that legendary king is also well-known to me. To be acknowledged by him, your ‘wisdom’ will also be seen in a new light by me.”

Goddess Athena looked at Roy with great interest, her long eyelashes fluttering, her amber eyes full of curiosity and… a desire to kill him.

Because she acknowledged his strength, she considered him a fated enemy, and therefore had to kill him—that was Athena’s thought.

“Lord Roy, here is your dinner.”

During Roy and Athena’s casual conversation, Liliana finished preparing the meal and brought it to the table.

Today, Liliana made Chinese food instead of Italian. Roy skillfully picked up his chopsticks and tasted the visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious meal, praising, “…Lily, your cooking skills are getting better and better. I once heard that the Eastern Sect Master Luo Hao has excellent cooking skills. I imagine your culinary skills are no less than hers.”

“How dare I compare myself to the Eastern Sect Master?”

Liliana said modestly, but her face was filled with joy from Roy’s praise and a faint hint of pride.

“It’s just a pity that no one has had the honor of tasting the meals made by that Sect Master in the past two hundred years. I wonder when I will be able to have that unparalleled, heroic Sect Master personally cook for me.”

Sipping the fine wine in his cup, Roy sighed.

Athena, who was sitting opposite Roy, said nothing this time, merely sitting quietly like a doll.

…

At night, the wind and snow outside the window had lessened slightly, but the stars and moon were still obscured. The villa in the Alps was brightly lit, and in Roy’s bedroom, he was leaning against the headboard, playing with his phone. In these deep mountains, there was a dedicated base station prepared for the former Marquis, so the network signal here was excellent.

Roy didn’t spend all day reading; even as a Godslayer, he enjoyed the convenience of modern technology.

On the sofa nearby, Athena was engrossed in a book. Her slender legs were bent, the book resting on her knees. Her cute cotton hat was nowhere to be seen, revealing a head of beautiful silver hair shimmering with a faint glow.

“Is something wrong?”

Noticing Roy’s gaze, Athena temporarily put down her book and asked.

“It’s time to sleep.”

Roy glanced at the clock on the wall and said.

“En, then you sleep. Don’t mind me. Rest assured, I won’t ambush you at night.”

Athena didn’t catch the hidden meaning in Roy’s words, or perhaps she understood but simply chose to ignore him.

Roy took a deep breath. He suddenly boldly got out of bed and walked behind the sofa, grabbing Athena’s arm below the shoulder and directly picking her up.

“What are you doing?”

Athena’s sharp eyebrows furrowed, and she snarled in a low voice.

“Of course, I’m holding you to sleep! Don’t move. We have a promise not to attack each other today.”

Noticing the fluctuations of divine power appearing on Athena’s body, Roy quickly said, “…Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. I know you are a virgin goddess. Besides, if I really wanted to do something to you, couldn’t you resist even in your weakened state?”

“Truly a fool’s son, audacious enough to covet a goddess.”

Athena looked at Roy with cold eyes, letting him place her on the edge of the bed. She watched him bend down and kneel on one knee on