'Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait...'
I had to take a moment to properly process Noel's words as I stared at him in shock. Did he just say he was going to kill the Emperor?
"What? Why? The Emperor is just a pupp—"
"That's exactly why, Emmet."
Noel placed his hand over his face, massaging it slowly while mumbling, "The Emperor is a puppet. He is Toren's puppet."
"That's..."
"...That's why I'm going to kill him. It is about time that someone replaces him."
"Replaces him?"
My eyes widened for a brief moment.
What could he...
"Wait, are you saying that you're going to replace the current Emperor? Are you going to pose as the Emperor? But don't you think Sith-No, Toren would notice you? If that's the case, then—"
"I won't be directly taking over."
Noel cut me off before I could continue further.
"...There's no need for me to take over at all. The death of the Emperor is all that I'm going for."
"Oh."
But why?
Why would he...
Ah.
