The sacred right side of a certain manga Chapter 132

Held in Scathach’s embrace, Roy felt as if he was being gently hugged by an older sister, a mother, or an elder, experiencing a heartwarming sense of attachment, a reluctance to leave. Only Scathach’s warm bosom could soothe his heart.

People often spoke of embracing soft jade and fragrant warmth, but Roy’s experience, being held by Scathach in a completely opposite manner, left him momentarily speechless, unable to find the right words to describe it.

The atmosphere gradually grew a little melancholic. Roy wrapped his arms around Scathach’s waist, closing his eyes, as if to engrave her scent into his memory.

“Shishou, you’re acting so suddenly, it’s making me a little unaccustomed.”

Roy mumbled, “…Did you see something again?”

Scathach’s wisdom of the Land of Shadows was quite peculiar. Roy only had a partial understanding of this ability of hers. Since it was wisdom she gained from the abyss, it definitely had extraordinary qualities. Not only in teaching and nurturing, but presumably in other areas, the wisdom of the Land of Shadows could also display powerful strength.

Scathach gently stroked Roy’s silver hair, speaking softly, “…I already feel our ‘bond’ gradually fading.”

Just as Roy was about to say something, Scathach stopped him, “…It’s not the complete disappearance of the ‘bond,’ just a temporary farewell.”

Hearing this, Roy fell silent. He didn’t know how long he had truly spent with Scathach in the Land of Shadows, but if the timelessness of the Land of Shadows was factored in, Roy’s age would definitely no longer be that of a boy.

Every time Lady Ayesha used her authority, she would spend several years in ancient times. Although this time it was due to a malfunction in Lady Ayesha’s authority caused by the mysterious object in his right hand, it was likely that at least several years had passed since he arrived in the Land of Shadows.

Roy knew that perhaps now was truly the time to part with Scathach.

“So, it’s time to leave.”

Roy murmured, his voice tinged with sadness.

He had spent so many years with Scathach, constantly receiving her guidance. Although Scathach’s teaching methods were somewhat excessive, it was precisely these methods that allowed Roy to gain such incredible power in just a few years, enabling him to overcome all hardships and become the ‘warrior’ Scathach expected.

Loyal to his desires, facing them directly, no longer cowering, but forging ahead bravely, he also possessed an unyielding will and the courage to face formidable enemies.

“Don’t be sad. Shishou has taught you everything she can. From now on, it’s up to you. There’s an Eastern proverb that says, ‘The master leads you through the gate, but cultivation depends on the individual.’ I think you, Roy, understand this phrase very well.”

Scathach said affectionately, “…In the end, I won’t teach you anything more about martial arts. In this regard, Shishou has nothing left to teach. Although I have taught many warriors, you are one of only two disciples who have truly graduated from me.”

“The other one is Cú Chulainn?”

Roy said bluntly.

“Yes, that leashed mad dog. Besides you two, no one has been able to graduate from me. I once hoped he could fulfill my wish, but when he succumbed to his fate and ascended as a Heroic Spirit, I actually had no expectations of him left. Cú Chulainn, the Child of Light, can no longer kill me!”

Scathach sighed, a lament for having abandoned Cú Chulainn.

Then, she hugged Roy’s head tightly again, speaking softly, “…But now, I have a new expectation. Roy, Roy Crowley, you are as talented as I am. You are a god-slayer like me. You are cursed like me. You are also like me, one who transcends your own destiny. Now, only you can fulfill my wish. Don’t disappoint Shishou’s expectations!”

Roy was silent for a moment. He tightened his embrace around Scathach’s slender waist, muttering, “…Shishou, are you truly looking forward to death? You, who can know yourself, is this truly your wish?”

“Heh… To be questioned by a disciple, I’m at a loss for how to answer for a moment.”

Scathach tilted her head, then suddenly smiled playfully, “…Then Roy, come and explore Shishou’s secret. Come and seek my true desire. Don’t die before you can stand before me openly and defeat me while making me exert my full power! You are my last hope. If you die, then Shishou’s life will truly have no meaning anymore.”

“Suddenly being given such a great responsibility by Shishou, to bear the responsibility for your life, I’m under a lot of pressure right now.”

Roy took a deep breath, smelling the orchid-like musk scent on her, and said with a smile.

“Oh? Do you need Shishou to help you relieve some of that pressure?”

“Forget it, Shishou, please take a look at the current situation. This is not the right time to continue fighting.”

Saying this, Roy burrowed further into Scathach’s embrace, making himself more comfortable in his prone position.

“Shishou…”

“Hmm?”

“I remember legends say you were married and had children?”

“I don’t know where you read that legend. Perhaps a Scathach from another world was married and had children, but that is definitely not me.”

“I heard that any warrior acknowledged by you can enter your boudoir?”

Roy didn’t know what emotions he was harboring when he said this.

Scathach raised an eyebrow, her eyes glinting with a smile and allure, “…Have you finally spoken your desire, Roy! I’ve forgotten if I ever said that myself, but I probably did.”

“Then, has anyone entered Shishou’s boudoir before?”

Roy asked curiously, a slight pang of sourness in his heart. He didn’t want Scathach to say the answer he didn’t wish to hear; it was likely the longing of a man for the older sister next door.

“No, because before this, the only warrior I acknowledged was Cú Chulainn, but that mad dog was eventually scared away by me, fleeing the Land of Shadows like a stray dog.”

How could Scathach not see through Roy’s thoughts? She found Roy to be truly a child, and so she answered him with a smile.

In mythological records, although Cú Chulainn was not a serious person and was a philanderer, the relationship between him and Scathach was indeed a pure teacher-student one; this was correct.

Roy completely understood and empathized with Cú Chulainn being scared away from the Land of Shadows by Scathach in the end. When Roy was being maniacally trained by Scathach earlier, he actually wanted to run too, but the current Land of Shadows was outside the world, so Roy couldn’t escape at all and could only endure the beatings there.

“Then, Shishou, am I a warrior acknowledged by you?”

Roy asked, trying to suppress the excitement in his heart.

“I already said it before, didn’t I? You’ve become my shape. I’ve trained you into the form I like and want most.”

No sooner had Scathach finished speaking than Roy flipped over, pressing her shoulders to the ground with his hands, gazing fearlessly into her wine-red eyes, conveying his desire.

He could smell the orchid fragrance emanating from Scathach’s lips.

Scathach suddenly gave a playful smile, a cunning glint in her eyes, and delivered a knee strike to Roy’s abdomen.

“Ugh…”

Sharp pain surged, but this level of pain was no longer enough to make Roy lose his mind. However, the sudden onset of pain stiffened his body. Scathach kicked him away, swiftly leaped up from the ground, and transformed her hands into blades, striking at the vital point of Roy’s neck.

Seeing that Scathach was serious, Roy, who had been trained into instinct by her, raised his hands to block Scathach’s palms even before his consciousness caught up. The two began to fight in this small space, their four hands becoming a blur of motion, moving up and down, left and right, displaying their skills to the fullest in the confined area.

However, Roy was ultimately one step behind. Scathach found an opening and struck him in the chest, knocking him to the ground. At the same moment, her elegant foot lifted and stomped down hard, landing on Roy’s chest, the terrifying force almost shattering his heart.

Roy grabbed Scathach’s ankle, trying to get up and fight again, but then he realized that Scathach seemed to be truly serious this time. The leg pressing on him had immense strength; no matter how hard Roy pulled, he couldn’t break free and could only let her keep him pinned.

Scathach was currently wearing her white loungewear, her legs smooth and bare.

She bent slightly at the waist, making it impossible for Roy to exert force. Her lotus feet were delicate and snow-white, with veins visible on the instep.

A faint blush colored Scathach’s face as she gazed down at Roy from above, like a proud queen, and said haughtily, “…You’re still far from it, Roy! If you want to enter Shishou’s boudoir, become stronger!”

“…However, let Shishou teach you one last lesson, and also help you relieve some pressure.”

Her slender, sharp eyebrows rose again, her eyes full of mirth.