The sacred right side of a certain anime

"This farewell gift is really not a happy one."

Roman's eyebrows and nose were almost twisted together, and he grimaced and screamed in pain.

If it was King Solomon, he would have been able to endure the meaningless pain without changing his expression, but the one here was not King Solomon, but Roman who had become a human. As an ordinary human, he almost fainted after seeing himself being stabbed.

Roman sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, and there were little starlights on his body, which was a sign that the God of Disobedience was about to die.

"Ah, it's finally over, and our agreement is complete."

He endured the pain, tried to smile, sat on the top of the mountain with his hands on his knees, letting the blood in his heart flow, and just smiled and stared at the ancient city of Jerusalem in the distance at the last rays of the setting sun.

"My friend Roy Crowley, I cannot see your future, but I know it will be a life of ups and downs, but also a life of deep ice. The farewell gift you gave me does not make me happy at all, but even so, I will give the farewell gift to my first friend, and I just hope that this gift can help you."

"……In the drawer of the table I always use in the hotel room, there is a spell I left for you. I believe that spell must be very useful to you, and the power of the God of Disobedience left behind after my death will also satisfy you, but this power may require you to pay something."

As if he had finally tricked Roy, Roman showed an extremely happy smile.

His body was getting closer and closer to nothingness, and the starlight was getting fainter and fainter.

"Be careful of the 'King of the End' and the God of Destiny behind him. This is the last thing I can tell you as a friend. I am glad that I did not abandon the 'wisdom and power of Solomon'. I don't care about these things myself, but these things that once bound me can help my friends. Whether it is 'wisdom' or 'power', they are finally used in the right place."

"……If we can meet again, can you treat me to strawberry cake again?"

The man with a childlike innocent smile, gentle and bright but pessimistic, only the last shadow is left.

"If we meet again, I will treat you to a lot of strawberry cakes."

After hearing Roy's final answer, he smiled with satisfaction and left this world without any regrets.

The stars floated up to the sky like fireflies, the sunset in the distance completely sank into the horizon, the night came, and the man also left this world that did not belong to him and returned to the place where he should have returned.

"Goodbye, Romani Akiman, goodbye, King Solomon!"

Roy whispered.

He was not a heartless monster. Facing the departure of his friend, sadness also attacked his heart, making him feel depressed and want to vent.

King Solomon knew many misfortunes in the world, but he would only watch everything with a smile and never intervene. Romani

Akiman knew many misfortunes, but he would do his best to make misfortune turn into happiness, even if his ability was small, even if his mood was so pessimistic, he was determined to do all this.

One was looking forward to tomorrow with hope, and the other was waiting for the end of everything indifferently. Obviously, their ways of doing things were so different, but they were just the same person.

Roy fell into darkness again.

This darkness came and went quickly. In just a moment, Roy regained consciousness. In front of him was a goddess with a slender figure, white skin, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old appearance, who was Roy's"adoptive mother" Pandora

"Little Roy regained consciousness so quickly this time. I can't even let my mother hug you and take a good look at your handsome and lovely face."

Pandora came to Roy with a hop and skip, with her hands behind her back and her purple ponytails shaking back and forth, looking playful and cute.

"I have come here so many times. If I am still unconscious for as long as I was at the beginning, doesn't it mean that I have not made any progress at all?"

Just like in Infinite Terror, as the power increases, the time of unconsciousness after teleportation will become shorter and shorter, and the same is true for this secret realm belonging to Pandora.

When Roy killed many gods and his power increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, this"realm of life and immortality" could no longer hinder his consciousness.

Roy's tone was a little emotional. He had not fully recovered from the discomfort of his friend's departure.

"Little Roy is really amazing. You can make friends with the God of Disobedience, and you can make the God of Disobedience choose to commit suicide. You can let you kill. You are unique among the godslayers of the past and present~"

Pandora clasped her hands in front of her, with little stars of admiration in her eyes, and she looked more and more like a child who had not grown up.

But Roy felt that Pandora was really inconsiderate. Couldn't she see that he was in a bad mood now? She was really talking about something else.

However, from Pandora's words, Roy also got a message, that is, Pandora didn't know that King Solomon was from another world.

The gods of the world of godslayers They are all myths compiled by humans. Before they came as the gods of disobedience, in fact, all gods did not know each other, because these gods did not really exist in the past, but were only created by humans based on their beliefs.

There is no real age of gods in the world of God Slayers, and gods are not real entities. Therefore, as long as the disobedient King Solomon had not appeared in the past, no one would know what the real King Solomon looked like.

Roy took a deep breath, and he suddenly stepped forward. To Pandora's astonishment, he directly grabbed her delicate chin with brute force, bent his waist and grabbed her mouth, and said unhappily:"……All right, let's quickly carry out the ritual of killing the gods!"

Ever since he knew that Pandora's dark sacrifice was not created by her, but was just the result of Pandora borrowing a certain divine tool, Roy was no longer cautious when facing this goddess who called herself his 'stepmother'. Since he knew that Pandora was not as scary as he imagined, and she was not the mastermind behind the scenes, Roy's actions and words became bolder and even became quite strong.

"Wait, wait a minute! Don't be so proactive... woo woo……"

Under Roy's wanton aggression, Pandora gradually became a little breathless and wanted to push Roy away. However, although she was the god of disobedience, she was not the type who was good at strength. After finding that resistance was futile and her white wrist was grabbed by Roy, she could only helplessly start the ritual of killing the gods.

Roy seemed to hear the sound of a disk turning, and then the familiar feeling came again. He knew that this was a ritual that used the life of the gods as material to usurp their power.

……

In a trance, Roy's consciousness returned to the present world. He lowered his head and clenched his fists, looking a little hesitant."……Is this the farewell gift you left for me? Roman... this 'gift' is very big, but it really requires me to give something."