âIf the emperor had been greatly shocked by some other stimulant, it would have quickened his death, according to the doctor. I think it was related to Duke Engreâs meeting with the late emperor. So, Iâm currently interrogating the servant who kept watch outside the door at the time.â
âI think I have to make a drug that makes people tell the truth. If I mix some grass ingredientsâ¦â
âAre you sure there is such a drug?â Lard gladly responded to her joke and asked. She quickly waved her hand at that.
âIâm kidding. I heard some rumors about it in the past. It was just a fake recipe.â
Hearing her, he swallowed like a disappointed man. She tilted her head and looked up at him.
âAre you desperate enough to take that kind of drug?â
âYes⦠If such a drug really exists, I want to use it for someone I know.â
As she was looking at him curiously, he frowned as if he was uneasy.
â⦠You. â
âNot the attendants, but me?â She said, pointing at herself with her finger in embarrassment.
âYes, because you wonât reveal your genuine heart to me â
This man who revived her lost heart said he didnât know her heart. She almost felt pitiable about this imperial knight who was talking nonsense.
âNo matter how calm you appeared to be about your encounter with the Hazlet couple, you must still feel uneasy, but you havenât expressed it to me at all. Even when I begged you to tell me several times, you havenât shown me the truth.â
When he said that, she could no longer take his words lightly. He was concerned about her recent meeting with Earl Hazlet and his wife. His concern was like a balmy wind on a spring day when the dry trees were watered and began to shoot out buds. He was always like a balmy wind to her heart.
âBut I donât feel heartbroken at all⦠Since you were so blunt and condemning, I donât have any reason to feel hurt. You really donât know anything about me. â
Looking at her calm expression, he tried to stay composed. He realized something and said with a smile, âItâs late at night. Please take a rest. I need to get some clothes. â
â⦠Do you have to go back to the palace again? â
He nodded. Her face quickly turned sullen. She felt lonely because she had to part with him as soon as she met him.
âIt looks like youâre working too hard these days. Hope you will get paid for your extra workâ¦â
As she spoke, turning back and pretending to look out the window, he came back to her.
Suddenly, she stopped while grumbling about his extra pay because he hugged her small shoulders quietly. As she was surprised and tried to turn back, he held her more tightly and said,
âI feel fine even if I donât know your heart fully, but please donât show me your back like this. I wonât complain again. â
Her face became more sullen at his response. Itâs too late for him to take back what he just said.
She cleared her throat without any reply and decided that she would turn sulky to him sometimes.
âI have always respected your moral repute highly.â
âHahaha, Iâm flattered. I donât deserve such praise.â
âHow humble you are, sir! Who doesnâ know Duke Engreâs high moral repute in the Benyahan empire? Hohohoho! â
A roaring laughter came out of the parlor. When Mrs. Hazelet, who laughed happily, gently nudged Earl Hazlet in the ribs, he cleared his throat and said, âDuke Engre! I hope you can take care of my daughter Francisâ¦â
âOh, I understand how worried you are. If we achieve our great goal, I expect the injustices done to the Hazlet family will naturally be vindicated. Donât worry too much. You will soon see Francis be freed,â said the duke with a smile.
He had some mysterious power to attract people. His soft and deft eloquence helped him widen his network of people, and his comfortable and strong impression helped him gain peopleâs trust.
Earl Hazlet nodded in satisfaction, looking into his trustworthy eyes, and said, âIâll gather my personal militia for you in time.â
âThank you for your decision. It will be a great help to us.â
âIf all the noble families join hands with you in this coup against the emperor, it would be natural that my family participates in it. I trust you, Duke Engre.â
His voice was incredibly decisive for a person who had been hesitant to participate despite his wifeâs persistent urging. Satisfied with his decision, he tried to shake off anxiety.
Earl Hazlet was scared, faced with a situation in which he would lose his right to succession and lose his chance to have his daughter married into a promising family because of her crime. When he saw Olivia Hazlet who inherited his last name, standing next to Lard Schroder, the strong man of the empire, his heart sunk.
Earl Hazlet comforted himself with the idea that if he could use the situation in his favor, he could turn the crisis into an opportunity, but Schroder was the type of man that could never be persuaded. He was horrified by Lardâs chilly and scary way of speaking. If he didnât do anything to turn the tide, he felt that not only Francis, but none of his family would survive. Duke Engre was his benefactor in this tough situation.
âLet me leave now. Iâd like to have a drink with you when we have a chance in the future. See you on the coup day,â said the duke, rising from the seat. Earl Hazlet bowed deeply to him.
Leaving the earlâs mansion in the dark, Duke Engre got in the wagon secretly. His right-hand man Viscount Bual stood waiting outside and rode with him.
âThe situation has turned interesting.â
âDid your meeting go well?â
âSure⦠Thereâs something you need to find out for me. I hear that Francis Hazlet was ordered to leave the capital on charges of threatening a commoner woman. Please find out about it. I canât trust the Hazlet family completely, so I can only use him as a good card.â
âYes, I will.â
The two-horse carriage they got in shook easily while crossing small stones. As if the vibrations served as a comfortable cradle, the duke leaned back in the stiff seat and smiled.
The shortage of soldiers caused by the arrest of Earl Scholters would be remedied by the soldiers sent by the Hazlet family.
âAny update on the status of Earl Scholters?â
âI hear that he has constantly argued that he has nothing to do with the explosion.â
âThat sounds good,â Auguste replied, closing her eyes.
He felt it a pity that he would disappoint the investigators who expected to extract confession from Scholters that he was behind the explosion. Now, with the fate of Earl Scholters at stake, he would really hope that Duke Engreâs coup would succeed. The duke didnât share the information about his coup date with Scholters for fear that Scholters might be arrested before the coup.
Even if Scholters confessed under intense pressure, the coup would be carried out before his confession. The duke felt as if his fatigue from lack of sleep was gone forever. He felt unusually good tonight.
A few days passed. Back at the palace, Lard went to see the new emperor. The emperor, who had been troubled all day long due to the steep increase in the prices of Montrapi, did not look very good. The Montrapi stockpiles that had been supplied to the people throughout the empire to stabilize the Montrapi prices were now almost out of stock.
The government cracked down on several Montrapi shops that monopolized Motrapi by arresting their owners and imposing heavy fines, but such measures didnât help much. The real owners of the shops were in hiding, and those arrested were no more than puppet owners. As they made more money than the fines, they didnât fear the governmentâs crackdown. When the government tried to change the relevant law, the nobles joined hands and opposed it, creating a vicious cycle of the Montrapi price hikes and a tighter control over the market. Emperor Isaac felt all the more uncomfortable because he was aware of the rebellious rumors surrounding him.
âConfiscate the property of Earl Scholters and strip him of his title. If he canât confess whoâs behind the explosion, I have no other choice but to punish him. Behead Derek Scholters this evening and hang his head on a pole. If anybody dares to touch it before it rots completely, he shall also be beheaded. Let me see if Earl Scholters can protect Duke Engre in the face of his sonâs death,â said the emperor, looking at the violins in front of him. As if he didnât like all of them, he put down the violins on the table in annoyance.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAre you going to punish Mrs. Scholters and her daughter Altarin under the guilt-by-association system?â