Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

"Is she really Theresia? You were willing to use your creator for her sake, yet you can't even figure out who she really is?"

Theresa, held in Lotin's palm, seemed to be experiencing a sharp pain as well.

Lotin came to Rhodes Island to pick up the three and take them to the location of the "original Originium".

Theresa was brought to Rhodes Island so that the Doctor could be prepared and know the necessary truths before entering the "original Originium".

Arranging for the Doctor to reunite with his former best friend was something Lotin did incidentally while imprisoning the Demon King.

"You are Theresia, we used to be very good friends, right?"

The doctor's fragmented memories caused him to press hard on her temples.

"Then, I killed you, but why did I kill you?"

The doctor's expression remained bewildered, but tears slid down his cheeks before his thoughts could even process them.

“You are kind, Doctor of Rhodes Island. Your kindness has given the Sarkaz a hard-won glimmer of hope from the torment of Oripathy.”

"The plans left behind by our compatriots are riddled with holes, and the emergence of Oripathy is the best proof of that."

"The Sarkaz either want to take it for themselves or want to erase it completely, but I think there is still hope that the off-track plan can be corrected."

Lotin only vaguely mentioned some key points of memory, but the doctor had already figured it out roughly based on his own logical deduction.

"You mean, I betrayed a close friend to ensure the safety of that plan?"

The Doctor collapsed to the ground, a shocking truth laid bare before her. Yes, everything made sense now: why Amiya remained silent about Theresa, and why Kal'tsit called her a murderer.

"Nautilus, I am the shameless traitor, I have never been worthy of using your power..."

"I am the one who should be punished the most."

Fragments of memory were pieced together to form a jigsaw puzzle: two figures in black and white lying in a pool of blood, tragic and heroic soldiers with their sharp edges worn away; the doctor recalled the events of that time.

What torment, what—

"You always like to take on responsibilities that you don't even know how to take on."

"Rhodes Island Doctor, you have already bestowed too many favors upon the Sarkaz."

Loting sighed softly with sympathy.

"It was Sarkaz who opened the Originium without permission, and it was Sarkaz who tampered with the Originium without your permission."

"Kal'tsit's premature awakening was also for the Sarkaz's sake. Erasing your memories and imposing responsibilities that are not yours on you is also the Sarkaz's doing."

"You are not a Sarkaz, and Originium is not a creation of the Sarkaz."

"What you did back then was simply to eliminate the Sarkaz who wanted to cross the border, just like I am doing now."

"If they had simply accepted their share of the gift out of gratitude, things wouldn't have turned out this way."

Lotin's [Mountain Barrier] is still in effect. A Sarkaz woman observing from a distance is probably Ascalon, an elite operator from Rhodes Island.

She trusted Theresa's authority more than the Doctor's; she longed for the Tower of Babel, not Rhodes Island.

Meanwhile, somewhere unknown to anyone, Precyth is watching this historic encounter unfold.

"Nautilus, I thought you would also be bewitched by that Sarkaz."

"In terms of the result, it is indeed pleasing."

Precy felt a sense of great satisfaction at the sight, but Lotin's subsequent remarks proved that she was opening champagne halfway through the event.

"Different people awaken you for different purposes, and then arbitrarily take advantage of your kindness to impose responsibilities that are not yours on you, and even manipulate your consciousness to mold you into the shape they need."

Lotin satirizes Theresa, who destroys memories, and Precys, who implants a mental imprint, together.

Lotin genuinely sympathized with such a doctor, and her kindness and gentleness became the breakthrough that drove these people to her.

"You were once an evil spirit, and now you are the doctor of Rhodes Island, but when will you be your true self?"

"They didn't give you a choice, but I'm different."

"You just need to follow your own heart."

"And for any wish of yours, I will grant it for just one gold coin."

The doctor raised his head and silently met the giant's eyes, which gleamed with a scarlet light.

"Nautilus, this, this is my line!"

Precys was amazed by Lotin's caution. Although he stood firmly against Theresa without hesitation, he did not mention the relationship between the Babel Tower evil spirit and her to the Doctor.

Lotin perfectly omitted all information about Priscilla, never mentioning Priscilla at all, yet while attacking Theresa, he was also attacking Priscilla.

"My wish...?"

The giant's hand covered the doctor; among Kal'tsit's confidants, there were many who still cherished the Tower of Babel.

Her willfulness, her desires, her yearnings were not for others, but solely for herself.

"You killed Theresa for your people, and Theresa erased your memory for the sake of her people."

"This is the truth you wanted, Doctor of Rhodes Island."

After hearing Lotin recount the truth, Theresa's soul became more active than ever before amidst the torrent of Sarkaz souls.

The puppet created by the absolutioner from the corpse briefly transformed back into Theresa.

Chapter 137: Losing Everything

"Doctor, you once said that memory cannot define a person."

Theresa's consciousness briefly gained dominance from the ancestral spirits.

“Theresia, you have finally stopped hiding behind the ancestral spirits.”

"Your courage to stand up and face this challenge has impressed me."

"As you said, Demon Lord of Sarkaz, if memories cannot define a person, why go to such lengths to erase their memories?"

Lotin's remarks undoubtedly struck a nerve with Theresa.

If Theresa wanted to claim, in a grand and respectable way, that she wanted to liberate the Doctor from the influence of the "Creator," then Lotin would have to ask in return: how could she explain the Doctor's current state, where he had almost forgotten everything, yet still vividly remembered Precy?

Lotin acknowledged the technical difficulties of erasing the memory, but Theresa's expectations clearly went beyond simply restoring the Doctor to his original appearance upon awakening.

"You chose your ethnicity over the doctor, and ultimately became an enemy of the doctor. This is a result that you yourself have to admit."

“If you openly admit that you ultimately sided with the Sarkaz, I might consider you a wise king of the Sarkaz and admire your noble character and firm stance.”

"But you're still using the doctor's words to defend yourself."

The evil spirits of Babel are the Doctor that Precyth desires, while the Doctor of Rhodes Island is the Doctor that Theresa desires.

The giant's fingers clenched slightly, a warning of the conqueror's anger.

"You want to bring up those memories of your deep conversations as best friends, where you envisioned a distant utopia together."

"But I truly fulfilled the Doctor's wish, Demon King."

The first gold coin saved the Doctor from making her first friend through her own will after she woke up, while the second coin protected her and Amiya from the Regent's pursuit.

There will be a third, a fourth...

Theresa wanted to recount her experiences with the Doctor at Babel, but Lotin's words shut that up completely.

Lotin carefully savored the doctor's trembling yet yearning gaze, which perfectly matched what Precys had described during their dream conversation.

Because he was all alone and out of place in this land that temporarily belonged to the Terra people, he longed for the support and care of his fellow countrymen.

Because her memories were erased, she took on responsibilities that were not hers, trying to find meaning in her existence, which was also one of Theresa's goals.

She was making a huge gamble, betting that the Doctor would side with the Sarkaz after waking up.

The PhD student, who always greeted everyone with a smile, was worn down by the intense work and anxiety stemming from confusion.

She was willing to heal those who suffered because of her kind heart, but she never received true recognition or satisfaction from it.

Before being physically punished by Lothing, Kal'tsit always acted as if she wanted the Doctor to atone for his sins, as if all her sacrifices were a matter of course.

But now, her only kinsman says that all she needs to do is express her desires, and he will grant them for a tithe of a gold coin.

At this point, a gold coin was merely an insignificant symbol.

Such promises and words were highly stimulating to the doctor at this point, and she simply couldn't resist Loting's promises.

She wondered if the two Agor ladies were also enamored with the protection of Nautilus for this very reason.

But what is it that he truly desires?

The doctor seemed to see a familiar shadow in Nautilus.

Precyth?

The name came to mind for the Doctor; it seemed to be someone quite important to her. Her only memory of Priscilla was that longing and confession that spanned the stars.

She realized that Nautilus himself was no less than Priscilla in this respect, and that he seemed to have a particular preference for the other party to also harbor this heavy and twisted possessiveness.

So, this is how I actually see him?

Otherwise, how could she have attracted Nautilus's attention?

The doctor himself was unaware of it.

Feeling relieved, relaxed, and still carrying a lingering sense of guilt, the doctor forced himself to take a deep breath.

That way, it doesn't feel so bad.

"Kal'tsit, I hope you have learned your lesson from what happened last time."

"Has Theresa's appearance given you some unrealistic ideas again?"

Lotin's words triggered another phantom pain in Kal'tsit's buttocks.

Her face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and she subconsciously kept covering her buttocks, but she didn't dare to actually make a move in front of Amiya and Theresa.

“All freedom has its limits, Kal'tsit.”

"I believe that with your intelligence, it will not be difficult for you to understand the meaning of this sentence."

Kal'tsit turned away stiffly, gesturing for Ascalon to step back. But Ascalon just stubbornly shook her head, and only left after Theresa nodded in agreement.

"Kal'tsit, this is Rhodes Island, not the Tower of Babel."

"If we simply regard the Demon King as a deity to comfort the suffering, then there is nothing wrong with that. But is it not somewhat inappropriate and excessive for such a person to still exist on Rhodes Island?"

The Tower of Babel has collapsed.

Undeniably, Theresa's vision does have a universal aspect, but Rhodes Island has never been a Sarkaz exile.

There are still followers of Theresa "this person" on Rhodes Island, not because she offered to save the infected, but because she worships her followers for promising a Sarkaz future.

Cold sweat was dripping down Kal'tsit's face. This time, the pressure she was under was even greater than the one she had experienced in front of the sarcophagus.

Lotin's words were too direct, which Amiya found hard to accept, and she wanted to refute them.

However, Amiya discovered that Lotin not only did not refute the things she admired about Theresa, but also directly acknowledged them.

The young demon king, the chimera who inherited Theresa's mantle, could not find a single sentence to refute the conqueror.

Princess Theresa is a sublime Sarkaz, but her limitation is that before being sublime, she is first and foremost a Sarkaz.

Amiya recalled how the Conquerors had protected her when she faced the Blood Demon's questioning; Rhodes Island should take another step forward from the Tower of Babel.

"I lost."

Theresa acknowledged her defeat; the conquerors possessed far too much detailed and complex information.

His independent status allowed him to stand firmly on the side of the doctor without hesitation.

"I think even the Creator would lose to you."

The Sarkaz Demon Lord let out a bitter sigh.

"Ah, that shameless horned barbarian—"

Precys, who was watching the "melee" from somewhere, was about to retaliate when Lotin interrupted him.

"You are probably not worthy to be compared with the Creator."

Precyth may be crazy, but at least she is wholeheartedly devoted to the Doctor, even ignoring the previous civilization.

However, her methods could have irreversible technical consequences, so Luo Ting couldn't possibly go along with her.