The sacred right side of a certain manga Chapter 119

She was a queen who could only be described as ‘purple.’ She had long, dark purple hair streaked with red, as smooth and lustrous as silk. Her crimson eyes held a haughty arrogance, yet within that arrogance, there were ripples like water, like autumn waters.

Just those eyes alone were enough to inspire awe, but as one’s gaze moved downwards, a sense of regret arose. This incredibly captivating woman wore a mask covering the lower half of her face, preventing anyone from glimpsing the beauty that could enliven the stagnant air around them.

The woman was tall, voluptuous yet well-proportioned, plump and radiant. She wore a purple full-body catsuit that could be described as erotic. Apart from the critical areas being leather, the rest of the catsuit was made of translucent silk gauze. One could even vaguely discern protrusions on her perfectly rounded curves, which amazed Roy.

This outfit was highly revealing, yet it showed nothing, leaving Roy unsure whether to describe it as bold and unrestrained or conservative and cautious.

But she was undoubtedly a beauty with innate nobility, high above others, yet with a strange tenderness emanating from her very bones.

Indeed, though the woman before him appeared arrogant and cold, Roy detected a hint of gentleness, like an older sister from next door, within that icy demeanor.

“Land of Shadows?”

Though Roy was captivated by this half-veiled beauty, he dared not relax his guard. The previous shot truly carried killing intent. Had he not been strong enough to dodge, his head would surely have been shattered by now.

“Scáthach, Queen of the Land of Shadows?”

Roy had crammed his knowledge of mythology and history in the world of Campiones. After seeing the scarlet spear and learning that this was the Land of Shadows, he had already identified the woman’s identity.

Of course, the main reason was that Roy had found information about this woman in his memories from his previous life. Thus, although he used a question, his expression and tone were very certain.

‘During the previous battle with Athena, I felt a desire to find a martial arts teacher due to my lack of martial skill. I remember that Scáthach in mythology was the female warrior of the Land of Shadows who taught many Celtic heroes. She herself is an excellent teacher.’

‘But I only had the thought of finding a teacher, and it came true so quickly. This luck is a bit too heaven-defying!’

Roy’s gaze subtly flickered to his right hand. At this moment, he had already guessed the cause and effect.

All of this must be related to the mysterious space in his right hand that allowed him to transmigrate, that strange ‘ship.’ Roy clearly remembered that his two transmigrations were both through wishing. He couldn’t quite recall the wish he made in his dream the first time, but it was definitely related to transmigration.

And the second time, when he made a wish in the mysterious space he named ‘Stairway to Ascension,’ he had clear consciousness. His wish was ‘to go to a world that could make him stronger,’ and then he went to the Campione world and indeed quickly became stronger.

‘I don’t really understand the mechanism of that mysterious space, but now that I think about it, it should be related to wishes. I don’t know how my wish during the battle with Athena activated this mysterious space again.’

Roy knew he had probably wronged Lady Aisha. The true cause of Lady Aisha’s authority rampage was likely the mysterious object in his right hand. It used Lady Aisha’s authority as a medium to help him fulfill his wish.

However, although he had found the best teacher for his martial arts, his wish had been fulfilled, yet it also hadn’t been fulfilled, because finding a teacher doesn’t mean they are willing to teach you!

It was like Roy transmigrating to the Campione world. Although it was the fastest world to become stronger, how to get stronger still depended on himself. If Roy hadn’t successfully become a Campione, it would have been useless.

In other words, the method by which this mysterious space fulfills wishes is just to give you all the conditions, but it won’t directly achieve the result; you need to work hard to accomplish it yourself.

Thinking of this, Roy became even more curious about this mysterious space. What was its true purpose? Who created it? These questions popped into his mind.

However, Roy quickly made himself temporarily forget them, because he now faced a greater crisis.

Upon hearing Roy’s words, the deep purple, arrogant queen raised her slender, sharp eyebrows slightly. She spoke in an exceptionally ancient voice, as clear as jade yet tinged with lonely coldness: “…To think of an unknown person like me after hearing ‘Land of Shadows.’ It seems you are also a diligent scholar.”

A hint of appreciation was mixed in her deathly yet melodious voice.

Celtic mythology is only studied by some people and is not widely known. The most famous Celtic mythological figure is King Arthur, and for someone like Scáthach, who is not described much in Celtic mythology, knowing her name definitely indicates a deep study of mythology.

However, the Queen of the Land of Shadows then frowned, her words a mix of doubt and certain questioning: “…Person from another realm, since you know Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows, it means that the legend of Scáthach also circulates in your realm. It seems that even other realms have commonalities with the history and mythology of this world.”

From Roy’s single sentence, Scáthach inferred a great deal, developing a hint of curiosity about the other world that even she could not observe or know.

Roy frowned. His biggest question now was—

“How do you know I’m from another world?”

After arriving in the Land of Shadows, Roy went nowhere, did nothing, and didn’t even say a word. Yet Scáthach determined he was from another world the moment she saw him, which was a bit unfair.

“This is the wisdom of the abyss, obtained by transcending humanity, slaying gods, and placing oneself outside the world—it is the ‘Wisdom of the Demon Realm.’ I said this place is the Land of Shadows, a place that people of this world absolutely cannot enter or leave without my permission. Yet you broke this rule and appeared in the Land of Shadows.”

“…Then I can only infer that you are not from this world. Since alien stars exist and parallel worlds exist, then the existence of other worlds is not surprising. As expected, I merely asked you a question, and you admitted it yourself.”

Scáthach’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared in her wine-red eyes, making Roy think of the phrase “bright eyes and ready smiles.” Even her deathly voice became a little more lively.

Roy felt a bit dejected. Was he tricked? Tricked so easily?

“No need to fret or be sad. In truth, the ‘Wisdom of the Demon Realm’ already told me your true origins. Even if you didn’t admit it, even if you said nothing, I would know everything, for you have a ‘bond’ with this world!”

Scáthach spoke as if comforting him. This arrogant queen, beneath her lofty demeanor, indeed possessed a captivating tenderness.

At this moment, Roy also confirmed what resonated most with him: wisdom!

First there was the wisdom of Solomon and the wisdom of Athena, and now the wisdom of the Demon Realm. He was truly drawn to wisdom!

“No matter what you, a person from another realm, came to this world to do, I can determine it with the spear in my hand. You possess the same aura as me. Although the gods you slew were all fakes, that ‘Campione’ scent cannot be hidden from me!”

Scáthach’s hands formed a loose grip, and her jade hands, adorned with purple sheer gloves, held two blood-red spears. Her voice was strong and clear, and her eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Celts never understood a person or a matter through words. The only way Celts understood the world was through fighting and slaughter!