I was raised in the simulator, and I’m really not a bad woman in Ark!

For this, you even betrayed your former king and your comrades, just to allow the Sarkaz to hold the right to survive in their own hands.

In the end, after you have gone through countless battles, countless pains and deaths, one day you suddenly receive news that the Military Committee and the Tower of Babel have reached a reconciliation.

Then everyone will tell you that Kazdel is peaceful again! The Regent and the Demon King have reconciled! There is no need to fight anymore!

This... this *Sarkaz swearing, who can handle it?

Was his ideal in vain? Was his determination when he betrayed Theresa a joke? Was the comrades he betrayed, the people he killed, and the blood he shed all in vain?

Who can bear this situation?

Anyway, Kal'tsit felt that if she were a Sarkaz under the Kazdel Military Committee, her mentality would definitely collapse, and she didn't dare to think too much about what she would do next. After all, most of the Sarkaz were desperate criminals who lived with their heads hanging on their waists. They might start thinking about how to assassinate Theresa or Theresis.

After all, this incident happened too suddenly and no one was mentally prepared at all.

Although the Babel Tower is under Kal'tsit's control and is not as chaotic as the Military Committee next door, and even under the protection of Sweep, Kal'tsit is confident that His Highness will not lose even a hair.

But once the reconciliation between Theresa and Theresis became a foregone conclusion.

Then the Tower of Babel and its surroundings would be doomed to fall into turmoil.

After all, don't forget that, like the Military Committee, the Sarkaz who support Theresa also gathered here because of Theresa's ideas and dreams. Even many operators who are not Sarkaz are attracted by Theresa's ideals.

Therefore, Theresa, as a benchmark and a symbol of the spirit of the Tower of Babel, reconciled with the military committee led by the militaristic Theresis before completely winning the civil war.

Even Kal'tsit couldn't help but think about other things at the beginning, let alone others.

This is not a question of trust in Theresa, nor is it a doubt about Theresa's ideals and character.

It was just so horrifying, like the stupidest joke.

But it was enough to shake and even destroy Theresa's image in everyone's mind the moment this stupid joke became a reality, leading to the disintegration of the Tower of Babel inside and outside.

Even if Kal'tsit had given warnings and controlled public opinion in advance.

I'm afraid the final result will not be satisfactory...

The attitude of the Sarkaz, the purpose of the Military Committee, Theresa's image, the stability of the Tower of Babel, the attitude of all walks of life in Kazdel and even the countries of Terra... these are all things that Kal'tsit needs to think about and worry about.

But while taking these into consideration, Kal'tsit, who knew Theresa, also knew that this kind-hearted demon king could not be unaware of these cruel facts.

Therefore, she needed to learn the other party's true purpose and plan from Theresa.

It was not only to help Theresa better, but also to make myself feel at ease.

After all, Kal'tsit has been wandering, walking alone and measuring this land for too long. She doesn't want to lose her hard-earned friends and the home she calls "home".

Even though this might go against everything she had always insisted on.

"Of course I have thought about this question, Kal'tsit." Theresa folded her hands and answered with a smile after learning about what Kal'tsit was worried about.

She thought it would be something special, but it turned out to be such a simple question.

But this is indeed something that Kal'tsit would worry about.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Kelsey asked.

Hearing this, Theresa placed her chin on her intertwined hands, raised her head slightly and looked up at Kal'tsit, like a girl joking with her best friend. She blinked her delicate eyes and then said to Kal'tsit half-jokingly:

"Of course I'm going to die. After all, I've caused so many Sarkaz to bleed. Only my life as a demon king can pay for it. That will be enough to appease the sorrow and resentment of those in the abyss, right?"

"Sacrificing me will end the civil war. It's worth it, isn't it? Kal'tsit..."

boom--! ! !

"Ouch - it hurts, it hurts, Kal'tsit, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was just kidding, it was a joke, a joke! Don't look at me with that expression, it's scary. And quickly call Mob3tr back, it's scary."

However, Kal'tsit didn't give Theresa, who was gradually showing a relieved expression of deciding to sacrifice herself, much chance to spit on her. The gloomy-faced Kal'tsit ignored Theresa's identity as the leader of the Tower of Babel and punched Theresa on the head, causing Theresa, who had originally intended to spit on her, to scream in pain and beg for mercy.

She even blinked a few crystal tears from the corners of her eyes. If you didn't know better, you would have thought that Theresa was bullied by Kal'tsit in the workplace.

"Your Highness, please don't make such excessive jokes, otherwise the next time it won't be just a simple punch."

Normally, Kal'tsit was very respectful to Theresa and would never do anything to her. However, the joke Theresa made today seemed a bit too much to Kal'tsit.

Of course, Theresa herself was aware that her joke was a bit too much, especially for those who cared about her. It was no different from dancing in a minefield.

So even though she could easily avoid Kal'tsit's punch, Theresa still took it obediently as compensation to Kal'tsit. After Kal'tsit finished speaking, Theresa quickly said:

"Yeah, I won't make such jokes again, Kal'tsit."

Kelsey: "Your Highness, you'd better keep your word."

"Of course. After all, I won't lie to you, Kal'tsit." Theresa made a solemn promise and said seriously again:

"As for how to end this civil war peacefully."

“Although what I said just now may be a bit ‘straightforward’, it is indeed the best plan I have come up with.

Of course, Kal'tsit, don't be angry yet. I promise I won't go and die, but we need someone to bear the wrath of the Sarkaz for everything they lost in the civil war, right?"

"Compared to Tracys, only the Demon King's death can truly convince the people. Only the Demon King's death can make every Sarkaz realize all this from the bottom of their hearts."

"So... you'll understand me, right, Kal'tsit?"

Theresa smiled gently as she looked at Kal'tsit in front of her. This time, her eyes were sincere and her face was calm, without any of the playful and teasing look she had just shown when she was joking.

The gentle and steady aura accompanied the beautiful and charming figure of the girl, which made the girl look like a beautiful woman.

She really wanted to end this civil war with her own 'death'.

Kal'tsit was deeply shocked and furious at Theresa's joke.

Kal'tsit now really doubted whether there was something wrong with her ears. After all, Her Highness had just promised that sacrificing herself was a joke, but then she told her directly that she really intended to "die".

What does it mean?

Or even new concept riddles?

Or was Her Highness Theresa really teasing me on purpose, wanting to see me look confused and shocked?

In short...Kal'tsit had absolutely no idea what Theresa was trying to do.

Just as she was about to ask what Theresa meant by this, she saw her lips pressed down by Theresa's slender white index finger. She made a silent gesture with her other free hand and then said softly and gently:

"This matter has nothing to do with you, Kal'tsit."

"Believe me, I won't die. After all, I have people and things I need to find and do that I can't let go of."

"So it's enough if you choose to believe me."

"As for the rest, leave it to time, to the future, and to me. That's enough."

It's not that Theresa is unwilling to share her plan with Kal'tsit completely, she just hopes that she can do it more efficiently without affecting the people around her.

Theresa, who possessed the memory transformed from the dream of hundreds of years ago, could ensure that she would not die while carrying out such a plan, and could even further improve it when her Originium disease was completely cured.

Therefore, Theresa had to do so, and only in this way could she end this civil war that was causing the Sarkaz to bleed as quickly as possible.

And the Sarkaz will not lose their benevolent Demon King and iron-blooded Regent.

There has never been a perfect choice or answer in the world, but Theresa couldn't bear to see the loss, and she couldn't bear to see Kazdel lose anything more.

So she chose to have it all, even though it meant that Babel's power would be disintegrated to a certain extent, but as long as Kal'tsit could prepare in advance and she returned as soon as possible, then all problems would no longer be a problem.

Kal'tsit looked at Theresa, who had a firm and gentle expression in front of her.

She knew that the prince in front of her had changed, but she inexplicably felt that the prince in front of her was still the same prince and had never changed.

Therefore, after a brief silence, Kal'tsit finally gave in to the stare-to-stare with Theresa, closed her eyes powerlessly and turned her face away. After a long while, she slightly opened her emerald green eyes and responded with a bit of helplessness, but also with tolerance and infinite trust:

"I really can't do anything about you, Your Highness."

"But...if this is what you want, if you really intend to do this..."

As she spoke, Kal'tsit looked at Theresa again. This time, her eyes were filled with determination and trust. Finally, under Theresa's gentle gaze, she said without hesitation:

"Then I, Kal'tsit, will definitely support you unwaveringly."

"And I will fulfill your wishes within my reach and on the land I can measure, Your Highness."

This was Kal'tsit's final attitude. She had never been an indecisive person.

He is definitely not a wavering guy.

Theresa was stunned for a moment after seeing this. She lowered her head slightly and chuckled at Kal'tsit's determination. Then she gave her own response with trust.

"Okay, I'll look forward to it, Kal'tsit."

Chapter 149: Doctor: Lao Da, I miss you QAQ

"Amiya, how do you feel now? Are you used to today's treatment?"

Walking with the petite Carters girl on the lighted steel corridor, the woman called Doctor held the girl's hand and walked with a calm and gentle tone with a hint of concern.

Although the Caster girl called Amiya was a little weak because she had just received play therapy, she still showed a pure and flawless smile that only belonged to her age in response to the concern from the women next to her, and responded in a soft voice:

"I feel fine, doctor. Thank you for your concern. I feel much better today than yesterday."

However, in reality, Amiya didn't really feel that her body had gotten much better after receiving the new treatment today.

Originium disease is a stubborn disease on this land, and it has never been easy to control it.

The doctor could naturally see through Amiya's white lie, but she did not choose to point it out. Instead, she nodded without commenting, but her mood gradually became heavier.

I couldn't help but recall the painful expression Amiya showed when she was receiving treatment.

The doctor couldn't help but doubt the correctness of the Source Stone Project again in his heart.

After all, in the more than one year of travel, she had seen many scenes on this land that were similar to but different from the previous civilization, saw many different kinds of people and things, and saw the colors of life that belonged to this land.

And after meeting Amiya, I truly felt the vitality of life on this earth.

Likewise... we also witnessed the destruction of this land by the 'spark' left by the previous civilization - the thing called Originium, and the disasters and suffering it brought to the people.

Ask yourself, was there anything wrong with previous civilization?

Obviously not. The previous civilization never thought that after experiencing such a disaster, this planet called Terra would have the opportunity to give birth to a second generation of intelligent life. It also did not expect that the "Source Stone" regarded as the source of hope would actually be an unsolvable poison for this new sub-human life form.

But are the modern civilized Terrans wrong?

Naturally, they could not be wrong. Their birth on this planet was not something they could decide on their own. Even the existence of Originium itself was an unprovoked disaster. Even though it brought the Terrans the energy needed to develop industry and various skills, it also brought them endless suffering, hatred, division and enmity.

No one is wrong, and no civilization is wrong.

The previous civilization simply wanted to continue its civilization and preserve its own fire in the face of destructive natural disasters.

The Terra civilization just wants to maintain normal life in the face of Originium disease and Originium disasters.

We are all civilizations trying to survive, so how can we distinguish between right and wrong?

The only one who felt tormented was probably the Doctor.

After all, if she had not witnessed the freshness of this land and the colors of new life, then when the day came when the Originium Project needed to be implemented, the Doctor would definitely live up to the hopes and expectations left by her former compatriots.

Carry out the plans left by the previous civilization without hesitation.

But the reality now is that after witnessing everything on this land, meeting Amiya, and getting to know Kal'tsit, Theresa and other people of all kinds.

The soul belonging to the previous civilization left its own ties and anchors in the present civilization that does not belong to it.

She no longer had nothing, but because of this she could no longer do whatever she thought was right.

The Doctor knew that she had a way to completely resolve the suffering that Originium disease had brought to the people of Terra. She could do it as long as she wanted to. The authority left over from her previous civilization supported her to do something that could change the world after she found the legacy of the previous civilization.

But she couldn't do that, even though she had a bond and once again had a so-called 'home' in this world.

But the doctor could not forget the bits and pieces of his previous civilization, could not forget the earnest gazes of his compatriots and all the hopes they placed on him when he was entrusted with hope, nor could he forget everything that happened when that man put him in the hibernation chamber in the end.

She couldn't let down the spark left by the previous civilization.

But we cannot turn a blind eye to the sufferings endured by our present civilization.

She couldn't make any choice.

Like someone faced with the trolley problem.

But the Doctor knows better than anyone that he is never the one to make the choice.