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Theresa's gentle voice, like a refreshing breeze, dispelled the dark clouds that had been gathering in Kal'tsit's mind.

Kal'tsit snapped back to reality and realized that her back was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

"Don't think so much."

Theresa looked at her, her pink eyes filled with knowing wisdom. "I know what you're worried about. But no matter how unfathomable his abilities are, no matter what he can do, one thing is certain."

She paused, her tone becoming serious.

“They are visitors from another world, not residents of Terra. They are here to help W, and have no obligations to us. We cannot control them, much less force them.”

Theresa's gaze swept over everyone present, finally settling back on Kal'tsit's face.

"Kal'tsit, what we need to do now is not to explore an unattainable mystery, but to clean up the mess in front of us and protect those who are still alive."

"As for them..."

Theresa smiled with relief. "They're not the enemy; that's already the greatest fortune. We should be grateful."

Theresa’s gaze shifted from the cold light screen of the medical equipment to Amiya’s petite figure, her eyes filled with tenderness now covered by an overwhelming sense of apology.

"Amiya."

She called softly, her voice trembling slightly, "From now on, you will be the Demon King."

Theresa reached out, wanting to stroke Amiya's head as she used to, but her hand stopped halfway through.

She looked at her fair and clean hands, which showed no trace of Originium crystals, and a complicated expression appeared on her face.

"Feel sorry."

She said sincerely, "I didn't expect that I could... come back. To leave you alone, at such a young age, to bear such a heavy destiny."

Amiya raised her head, her long rabbit ears drooping slightly because of her owner's mood.

She looked at her sister, whom she had lost and found again, her blue eyes clear and bright.

"Sister Theresa,"

She asked innocently, "Then... can't I give you back your identity as the Demon King?"

Theresa slowly shook her head, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

“Once the crown is placed on you, it cannot be taken off, Amiya. It has chosen you as its new master.”

She paused for a moment, sensing the faint yet powerful aura within her that shared the same origin as the immense power emanating from Amiya.

"However, perhaps it is a miracle. A part of the 'Demon King' instincts are still preserved in my body."

Theresa's voice became firm again, "Although I can't completely take back the power, I can use this instinct to forcibly 'borrow' a portion of your power. This might... help you share some of your pain."

Just then, Kal'tsit's calm and cold voice broke in.

"The emotional exchange can wait. Right now, we need to conduct a comprehensive physical examination on both of you."

The cold medical instruments started operating, and a series of complex examination data were displayed on the screen.

"The doctor's physical functions have basically returned to normal, and his psychological trauma is also within a controllable range."

Kal'tsit's voice was completely flat as she swiped the screen to bring up another report. "But... Amiya's condition is not optimistic."

On the data graph, the curves representing vital signs fluctuated violently, and all indicators showed that her body was under far more pressure than it was supposed to bear.

"It's really too much for a little girl's body."

Kal'tsit drew her conclusion.

Theresa's heart clenched. She looked at Amiya, her eyes filled with heartache. However, Amiya straightened her small frame, her face showing no pain or complaint.

"I'm fine, Dr. Kal'tsit."

Amiya's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear: "I can hold on."

She turned to Theresa and gave her a reassuring smile.

"I have already experienced the pain that this power brings."

Amiya said earnestly, "That's precisely why I don't want... Sister Theresa to bear this pain again. This time, it's my turn to protect you."

"That was very touching."

Kal'tsit's voice was like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the warmth that had just begun to rise in the ward.

She closed the test report, turned to face the crowd, and her light green eyes showed no emotion.

"Before you get caught up in your sisterly bond, I think we need to discuss some more practical issues."

Kal'tsit's gaze swept over Theresa, her tone flat and straightforward, yet every word was piercing.

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"Theresia, you are 'dead.' Many people witnessed your death, including the pardoners of the Sarkaz Royal Court. This news has probably spread throughout Kazdel by now."

She paused, giving everyone time to process the information.

"And your brother, Regent Theresis, is taking advantage of the 'tailwind' brought about by your death to consolidate all the Sarkaz forces at an unprecedented speed. He is eliminating all voices against him in the name of 'avenging the Demon King'."

W's face turned ashen instantly, and she clenched her fists instinctively.

Kal'tsit seemed oblivious to her reaction and continued, "Even if you stood up now and told everyone you were still alive, what would happen?"

She walked toward Theresa, scrutinizing her with sharp eyes.

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"A 'former Demon Lord' who has no trace of Oripathy on his body and looks no different from an ordinary person? An 'empty shell' who has lost most of his power and can only use limited abilities?"

"Do you think those tribal leaders who have already changed sides and are wavering will recognize your legitimacy again? Do you think those Sarkaz warriors who have been incited by Theresis will believe in a miracle of 'resurrection' instead of thinking of you as a clumsy imposter?"

“Theresis… he has won public opinion and the opportunity. You pose no threat to him now.”

"What nonsense are you spouting, you old woman!"

W finally snapped. She took a step forward, her red eyes burning with rage, and growled at Kal'tsit, "Her Highness has just returned! Are you trying to make us all give up by saying all this?!"

"I'm just stating the facts."

Kal'tsit responded coldly, "Emotional anger solves nothing and only makes you look like a brainless mercenary."

"you!"

W's teeth were clenched so tightly that they seemed to be buzzing.

"W, shut up."

Theresa spoke, her voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.

W froze, glaring at Kal'tsit resentfully before finally taking a step back, her chest still heaving violently.

“Kal'tsit is right.”

Theresa looked at Kal'tsit calmly, her face showing no sign of wavering or frustration. "Every word she said is the cruelest reality we are about to face."

Yes, Kal'tsit is always right. My brother... he will never let such a good opportunity slip by. In the name of my 'death,' he can do many things I couldn't do while I was alive. The Sarkaz need a common enemy, and now, the 'murderer of the Demon King' is the perfect target.

She turned around, her gaze sweeping over the worried Amiya and the bewildered Doctor, finally settling on W's face.

“I understand your anger, W. But we can no longer fight the way we used to.”

Theresa's eyes gleamed with wisdom, the kind of wisdom that belongs to a monarch, the wisdom of strategic planning.

“Kal'tsit is right, ‘Demon Lord Theresia’ is dead. A dead person cannot stand up and command the Sarkaz. If she were to force her return, she would only be easily defeated by Theresis and become a ‘false king’, a stepping stone for him to consolidate his power.”

She smiled slightly, a hint of determination in her smile.

"Therefore, I cannot go back."

"Your Highness?!"

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W's eyes widened in astonishment.

“I cannot go back as ‘Theresia’.”

Theresa corrected, her voice becoming steady and powerful, "Since the identity of 'Demon King' has become a shackle, let's just throw it away."

"I want to change my identity, a completely new one, an identity that no one knows about."

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[American Scythe]: Hey.

[American Scythe]: Um... His Highness asked me to thank you. That's all.

[Herrscher of Food]: You're welcome, W. How is Amiya? Please make sure she gets plenty of rest.

[Flower Pillar]: I'm so glad I could help. I hope Miss Amiya recovers soon, please give her my regards.

[Devil Muscle Rin]: Hmph, at least I made it in time. Next time something like this happens, remember to ask for help earlier, don't try to handle it all alone.

【Marin】: Wow! That's great! Is Miss Theresa alright now? W-chan, thank you for your hard work too!

W watched the messages popping up on the screen, a barely perceptible smile unconsciously curving his lips, but he quickly returned to his usual nonchalant demeanor.

She replied quickly.

[American Scythe]: Okay, okay, you're so long-winded. She's doing great.

Just as the atmosphere in the group was getting good, a golden system notification suddenly popped up and covered everyone's chat interface.

[System Notification: Limited-time Prayer Event "Crimson Judgment" Begins!]

[“Mortal, you cannot defy my judgment, for the outcome was already predetermined!”—The new limited-time Stand “Crimson King” has been added to the gacha pool, with a limited-time increased drop rate!]

Immediately afterwards, a gorgeous gacha page appeared.

The background features dark red chains and a clock. A red and white humanoid Stand with bulging muscles, its face obscured, strikes a highly intimidating pose. Below it are detailed rules.

[Shop Price: 100000 points]

[Prayer Price: 160 points/time, 1600 points/10-pull]

[Wish Rules: 90 wishes guarantee a gold reward, and 180 wishes guarantee the current featured reward, "Crimson King".]

【Devil Muscle Rin】: 100,000 points?! Are they crazy for money in this chat group?!

Rin Tohsaka looked at that astronomical figure and felt her blood pressure rising.

She immediately opened her personal page, looked at the lonely "1000 points" on it, and fell silent.

【Marin】: 100,000! Really?! That's enough to buy so many cosplay outfits and figurines! Let me see... Waaah, I only have 1000 points, not even enough for ten draws.

[Herrscher of Food]: This price is indeed a bit... I also have a thousand points, which are left over from previous missions.

【Sword Saintess】: Stand... Crimson King? Is it a power similar to Mr. Gu Ye's? I also have 1000 points here, which was a reward from the last mission.

The girls in the group started wailing. Most of their points had been used up in previous interactions and red envelopes, and they could only look on with envy at the expensive card pool.

【Marin】: Damn it! I really want to try it! It looks so cool! Whatever, I'll just try it! Just in case!

Hoping for a miracle with a single pull, Kitagawa Kaimu didn't hesitate to invest 160 points. A blue light flashed across the screen.

[System Notification: Marin has obtained 3 "Advanced Camera Lens Coating Fluid"]

【Marin】: It's not anything amazing... but this coating solution seems perfect for the lens Gu Yejun bought! It feels like a good deal!

[Devil Muscle Rin]: Hmph, just a blue reward. But... never mind, I'll give it a try.

Rin Tohsaka gritted her teeth and also opted for a single pull.

A purple light flashed on the screen, a more sophisticated shade than the blue of the Ocean Dream.

[System Notification: Demon Muscle Rin has obtained "Magic Affinity Amplification Potion (Trace)" x1]

[Devilish Muscle Rin]: ...A potion that can temporarily enhance the efficiency of magic circuits and magical connection? Although it's only a trace amount, it can play a significant role in crucial moments. Buying this for 160 points is much more cost-effective than going to the Clock Tower black market!

Seeing Rin's gains, the others in the group were also tempted. Raiden Mei thought for a moment and also invested her points.

【Herrscher of Food】: I'll give it a try too, hopefully I can get something useful for everyone.

[System Notification: The Herrscher of Food has obtained 5 "Premium Seasoning Spice Packets (Multi-Purpose)"]

[The Herrscher of Food]: ...

【Marin】: Hahahaha! As expected of the Herrscher of Food! Even drawing cards is inseparable from cooking!