This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 270: The Sea Demon · Miyaas

Summing up a person’s life… is this prophecy or divination?

Just as Rita was about to use her skill to smash the statue, the stone sculpture inside the crystal coffin slowly opened its eyes and said, "You’ve finally come."

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The voice was strange and muffled, like ventriloquism, but it resonated throughout the cabin.

Such mysterious words! Rita didn’t hesitate and fired several skills at the statue, then followed up with a few gunshots.

Jameson: "..."

However, neither the crystal coffin nor the stone sculpture showed any sign of damage.

Rita, disappointed, lowered her weapon and asked Nivalis in her mind: "Do you have any way to take out the reverse scale? Like if you summon it, would it fly to you or something?"

Nivalis: "Do you think it’s Thor’s hammer?"

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Rita: "..."

Great, this young dragon has already been soaked in Blue Star culture...

She moved a bit closer, trying to take the crystal coffin, but she realized that the coffin and Jameson were actually connected. The game prompted her that she couldn’t collect living beings. Without hesitation, she changed tactics and started using the skill [I want this, this, and this] on Jameson.

Jameson: "Are you still here?"

Rita continued using her skill: "Speak. No more nonsense. If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll team up with the officials and nuke you with an atomic bomb."

Jameson laughed softly: "I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person."

Rita pretended to walk away.

But Jameson’s next sentence made her entire body chill. He said in a deep, eerie voice: "I know what your Divine Gift is, and I also know that you have enmity with my The White Family."

For a few seconds, Rita felt like her heartbeat was echoing in the silent depths of the sea.

She lowered her gaze and replied, "I don’t understand what you mean."

Jameson responded, "You will understand. I know everything. I want to make a deal with you."

Rita immediately began recalling all the potions and skills she knew, looking for ways to destroy Jameson. She calmly responded, "Say it."

Jameson: "If you stop seeking revenge on my descendants, I’ll not only give you the dragon scale, but I’ll also tell you how to evolve your Divine Gift."

Rita froze for a moment. When she heard the first sentence, her anger flared, and she subconsciously thought: "Dream on!"

But the price Jameson offered next was so generous… so generous that she started coming up with excuses in her mind for Sanchez!

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that for a moment, even the idiotic reason "she’s still a child" flashed through her mind.

Why Sanchez?! If it were Rick or Camila, she wouldn’t have been moved at all. The former was the mastermind, and the latter trampled on her dignity with contracts. Even Zoey wouldn’t make her waver, because Zoey was ultimately captured by The Lopez Family and died in their hands.

But it was Sanchez. In the previous life, when he bullied her, he always used battles as an excuse and reason. He had chased her down but never succeeded, and now, she had disabled him.

Yet, she realized that, as she had this series of thoughts, it meant that she was already tempted.

Divine Gift evolution...

Rita didn’t dare look back. She feared that Jameson would see the struggle on her face. "If you really know everything, then you should know I can’t let Sanchez go."

"Are you thinking that as long as you live long enough, you’ll eventually find the answer?" Jameson said, his voice cutting through her thoughts.

Rita stopped hiding and turned to the crystal coffin, looking down at Jameson: "Yes, you know everything. Why shouldn’t I be able to find out?"

Jameson: "But what if by the time you find the answer, it’s too late?"

Rita remained silent.

Jameson could see the internal conflict within Rita.

Is there such a thing as an unresolvable hatred? If it exists, then it’s because the price offered isn’t high enough.

The enemy’s life can be the cure; why can’t other things be?

Jameson’s tone softened: "Would you give me a little time to tell you some nonsense? Maybe after listening, you’ll be able to make a decision."

She looked at Jameson. Even though he was just a stone statue now, with no expression or warmth in his eyes, she felt as if she was seeing another Ariana—the one she had met just once before. Seemingly harmless, yet extremely dangerous!

After a long time, Rita coldly said: "Speak."

Perhaps it had been a long time since Jameson had spoken to anyone. His first words were so absurd that they made Rita’s vision blur: "Do you know why I am called Jameson?"

Rita, trying to be patient, replied: "Breaking the pot and sinking the boat?"

"Yes, breaking the pot and sinking the boat."

Back when he was a child, his family was poor, and Jameson didn’t have a proper name by the time he was five. One day, his father took him to sell vegetables in the market, and they overheard people discussing the story of "breaking the pot and sinking the boat." They were so stirred up by the story that on the way home, they kept repeating the phrase.

Father and son debated all the way back, deciding that "breaking the pot" was bad, and "sinking the boat" was unlucky, so in the end, they chose the name "Jameson," thinking it sounded grand.

"But unfortunately, it wasn’t until much later that I realized Jameson had another meaning."

"Jameson entering the sea—the good fortune ends, and the misfortune begins."

"Sometimes, one must believe in destiny. A name is like a prelude."

When Jameson turned 19, he went out to sea to fish with his new wife.

They didn’t catch any fish, but instead, they fished up a half-human, half-fish creature.

Everyone loves beauty, and Jameson and his wife, Allison, had never seen such a beautiful face before—it looked like something out of a fairy tale. They didn’t throw the unconscious creature back into the sea. Instead, they kept it on their fishing boat.

"At first, Allison and I had impure motives. Even though we had never seen such a thing, we knew it was no ordinary being. Its appearance, its singing voice, its fish tail—everything about it was a rare treasure. We had never seen such a beautiful creature."

"The sea demon was injured and couldn’t take care of itself. We cared for it, hoping to gain something in return once it recovered. But it was very considerate. It would sing for us when we were tired, and when we were in danger, it would protect us to the best of its ability. For a while, Allison and I treated it like family."

"He said his name was Miyaas."

"Miyaas said he could pray to the sea, asking the sea to protect us, bring us luck, and help us acquire treasures from the sea. Allison and I had no reason to refuse. After all, we had rescued him with the intent of profiting."

"But during those turbulent years, even if we got treasure, we had nowhere to spend it, and we always had to worry about him being discovered. For almost half the year, we spent all our time drifting on the sea."

"For a long time, Allison and I didn’t have children. We were afraid that children couldn’t keep secrets, and if we ever went ashore and they said something by accident, it might bring danger to him."

"With both emotional and material motivations, our relationship grew stronger. We became like a family. Miyaas even gave us Divine Gifts—God’s blessing! From that day on, in our hearts, he became a god."

"But later, we discovered that every time Miyaas prayed, there was always a price to pay."