Carl said, “I'll tell you the names right now. You have to eradicate them as soon as possible, sir. They have people all over the nation lying in wait. If all of them were to put their plan into action, the nation will be hit by a gigantic disaster at the very least. Worst case scenario? Fortuna might be killed off for good.”

He continued, “The enemy has tried their best to get me to tell them the names all these years, but I held my ground and refused.”

Zeke asked, “This enemy you talk about... It's the current head of the Ministry of Sacred, isn't it? Why does he want this list so badly?”

Carl answered, “Because he wants to usurp the leadership as well. However, he can't do it alone, so he wants to join them.”

Since the matter had escalated to the level of national security, Zeke had to pay more attention to it. “Tell me the names of our enemies,” he quickly said.

Carl told him all the names of the traitors, and it didn't take long for the list to get into the three figures. However, Zeke was an Ultimate Class warrior. His memory was a hundred times stronger than most people's, so he memorized every single name right after Carl said it.

Carl continued, “Sir, I have one request to make. I hope you'll approve it, though it's not a pleasant one.”


Zeke granted him permission to speak. “Go ahead.”

“Sir, I implore you. Please kill my family. Each and every one of them,” Carl requested.

“Hm?” Zeke asked curiously, “Why are you making such a request?”

Carl sighed. “Sir, to tell you the truth, I'm the real head of Corleon's Ministry of Sacred. The one you saw out there is nothing but an imposter. He locked me up in this prison, impersonated me, and took over everything in my life. Including my family.

He continued, “My family actually knows this as well. They know the real me is locked up here, while the imposter runs free. Even so, they chose to abandon me and side with that b*stard, working for him, doing his dirty deeds. They are now nothing but traitors to the nation. They deserve nothing but the harshest of punishments.”

Zeke nodded pensively. “I see. Very well then. I shall take this into my own hands.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Zeke could perfectly understand how Carl was feeling. His family knew the real him was locked up in a prison undergoing the vilest of torture, but despite that, they chose to abandon him and side with another traitor.

Carl was dismembered and left to rot in a prison. At the same time, his whole family betrayed him. He was tortured both physically and mentally. The mere fact that he still lived and persevered was already a miracle. On top of that, his sanity still held on.

The only possible explanation for that was because of his mission. The idea that he must complete his mission supported him all these long, lonely years.

Zeke told him, “You did well, Carl. Now you can rest. Someone will take you to the Cygnus Room. You can heal there. The Cygnus Room is a state-of-the-art medical facility. It'll patch you up. We can even recreate your limbs and missing organs with the current tech as well.”

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