through the dark road

Chapter 420 The Prisoner of Kartim
At this moment, Varenna's mood was really complicated beyond words.

Recalling that not long ago, she had all kinds of hopes because of Conrad's change, and she couldn't help laughing at herself.

It turns out that everything is not true, so there is no disillusionment, but this feeling of being completely kept in the dark is really hard to accept.

She tried her best to calm down her emotions, but for a moment she didn't know what expression to put on.After a while, she asked with a cold face:
"Why are you telling me this? What's your purpose?"

"I think it's right for you to know that Conrad has never done anything impressive. I don't want to give this scourge a heroic end. He doesn't deserve it."

"...Then should I still thank you for freeing me from the illusion you created?"

"Sorry, we confess all this to you, and we hope that we can be honest in the future." Mo Bei said sincerely.

"Since that's the case, you won't tell me that you are all using your real identities now?"

Varenna gritted her teeth secretly, all kinds of complicated emotions could not be resolved through these few words, instead, there was an added aggrieved feeling of being arranged.

Mo Bei chuckled, calmly took out his adventurer booklet and handed it over, and Akali followed suit.

Varenna reached out to take it, and quickly flipped through the contents of the two booklets, frowning slightly, but Tabitha at the side called out first:

"Fake! Let's not say that there is no transmission record for the fortress of the demons, and you haven't even been to Cuifanke? This one is even more outrageous, and you just arrived at Kurast Harbor?"

"Forehead....."

The six of them were speechless together.

What is this called! ?

After only being an undercover agent for two months, I can no longer prove that I am myself! ?

"I took it wrong, I took it wrong..."

Mo Bei had no choice but to take out another set of fake identity certificates. This one happened to have a record of entering and exiting Cui Fanke. Thanks to Kane's thoughtful thinking, he temporarily fooled this unexpected situation.

I want to be honest with each other, but you don't believe me. . .

"So, during this time, Conrad was controlled by you?" Tabetha was very curious about the puppet.

"Well, yes." Mo Bei nodded.

"We can't see that he has become a puppet at all..."

Tabitha twitched the corners of her mouth in horror, feeling that this kind of ability was really scary. As for the fact that a scum like Conrad was killed as soon as he went out, she was quite happy in her heart, because judging from the current situation, Look, this is a good thing for my sister.

"It's really hard to notice the difference in clothes." Mo Bei responded casually.

Upon hearing this, Varenna suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked with a strange expression:

"Yes... who is in control?"

Perona raised her hand silently, glanced aside, not daring to look at Varenna.

Varenna was relieved to see it was a girl, but still felt a little uncomfortable.

"You asked to see Emperor Hakan in the hope that he would gain real power in the future?" Mo Bei pretended to be nonchalant and changed the subject.

"This is unrealistic. The current Emperor Hakan was elected by the Holy See through a ceremony. Now that the Holy See has been completely eradicated, the identity of the chosen one is untenable. And judging from the performance of several public appearances, He should not have the ability to run the country."

"Then you still looking for him?"

"Sentencing the former Holy See personnel in the name of the emperor can temporarily maintain his authority and stabilize people's hearts. We need to keep this symbol for the successor, which can save a lot of trouble in the future."

Now that the topic is on the topic, Varenna quickly sorted out her thoughts, and tried her best to temporarily forget all the emotions disturbed by Mo Bei's sudden showdown.

"Successor? Who? You still want to..." Mo Bei looked at Varenna in astonishment.

"I don't have that kind of qualification, and I don't have that kind of plan. When I say this, I just hope you can take it easy. After all, your identities on the surface..."

"Hey wait, what does this have to do with me?"

"Don't you have such an idea?"

"Uh... this..."

Mo Bei didn't immediately deny it, but quickly made up in his mind.

After about a minute, he still shook his head vigorously.

This kind of brain supplement can't touch any cool point at all!
and. . .Why did you start to discuss usurping the throne and seizing power after talking?

Before crossing, he spent two yuan to find an almost brand-new "Social Contract Theory" from a senior graduate, but in the end it was used as a soup pot. If it was dirty, he would tear off a page or two. It was very useful. .

Even the reading material for the toilet is the "Forklift Maintenance Manual" issued when he was on the job. It's strange that such a person can have any ambitions!

Thinking of being tied up here to clean up the mess, he refused with all his heart.

"Then you...what is it for?" Varenna fell into doubt again.

Mo Bei was speechless and a little guilty.

Their original plan was actually to inquire about some information, and then promised Perona to evacuate Conrad's family's treasure house. At first, they really didn't expect such a big trouble.

These words are hard to say to Varenna. . .

He had no choice but to change the subject again:

"Look back and think about whether there are other suitable candidates. Don't waste your time here."

Varenna nodded in agreement, and Tabetha immediately called her teammates and attendants over, and the group continued to rush towards the palace.

"Do you think... am I competent?" Alvin suddenly asked in a voice that only Mo Bei could hear, grinning in anticipation.

"No." Ned spat out two words in an affirmative tone.

"why?"

"Uncle will draw you because the place where you work is too far away."

"...What the hell are you talking about?"

"Where did you get your confidence?"

"..."

As soon as the group approached the palace, a small team of more than ten people came up to meet them. It was unexpectedly sent by Varenna to inquire about the situation in advance.

After waiting for a long time, they passed through the communication and saw Emperor Hakan, who was wearing a fine attire but had a dejected expression on his face.

That face, who was almost as young as Mo Bei and the others, looked as if he was desperately waiting for the doomsday to come. Neither made any sense to him.

No wonder Varenna would have such an evaluation. The nominal emperor of Kejistan was locked up a little abnormally. .

"You mean, I can get out of here?"

After Varenna explained the situation and his plan to him, his eyes regained some light, and he asked this question tentatively.

"Where do you want to go?" Mo Bei asked back.

The young man on the throne lowered his eyes again and shook his head slightly.

He only hopes to be free, but he doesn't know where he can go after he leaves here.

Seeing this, Mo Bei could only look at each other helplessly, and then at the layout inside the palace.

Although it can be regarded as beautifully decorated, it is slightly old and gray, and even the carpet has obvious traces of being trampled and discolored, showing the habitual trajectories of the people who live here every day.

Such a palace is even far inferior to Conrad's mansion that has always been maintained by someone. It is like a dusty old mansion, and it is more like a cage, imprisoning the king on the throne who may not even be regarded as a tool man .

"Besides calling you His Majesty the Emperor, do you have any other names?" Mo Bei asked again.

"What?" Emperor Hakan's face was blank.

"If you want to leave here, you have to throw away this title first."

The young man on the throne opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't seem to know what to say, and seemed a little anxious.

"Your former name?" Mo Bei reminded, but still didn't get an answer.

That's horrible. .He even forgot his original name.The identity of Emperor Hakan is simply an empty shell. .

(End of this chapter)