Chapter 53

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"Because while the barbarians are attacking Pervaz, other nobles will not be able to visit Pervaz. Most supply shipments will be cut off, and informants mobility will be restricted." 

"Ah....!"

Only then did Matthias understand his mother's words. Their plan is to make Carlisle anxious by all the continuous attacks by the barbarians, halting the restoration of Pervaz, and restricting the movement of spies and information leakage, forcing his hand to abandon his marriage to Asha Pervaz and return to the capital defeated and disgraced. 

"It would be better if he were killed by a arrow during the attacks...."

"Well, that's a little ......."

Matthias hesitated because he just wanted to become emperor and didn't want to go to war. For that he needed Carlisle. Beatrice grabbed her son's shoulder and shook him.

"Don't be scared, Matty. If Carlisle dies, there's no need for you to go to war."

"Huh? Is that possible?"

"Of course. Why would I send you to a dangerous battlefield when you are the only one who can become the crown prince?"

"But.....the crown prince or emperor must be his own person......."

It has been an implicitly used saying for a long time that the one who leads the empire must set an example. When he becomes the crown prince, he has to participate and lead in the war. He must stand in front of the knights and soldiers, boost their morale and lead them courageously. But Beatrice scoffed and shook her head.

"That depends on what you say and how well you say it. Anyway, for you to become crown prince, Carlisle has to die."

".....But these days, I heard that father's mistress is also making a fuss about having a child."

"Hahahaha!"

When Viviana's topic came up, Beatrice burst into laughter again.

"Ah, Matty. Don't worry about that. She won't be able to do bear a child."

"Oh? how?"

"Yes. It's a secret."

Beatrice returned to the story of Pervaz, leaving her strange smile as a lingering impression.

"Anyway, what's urgent is crumbling Carlisle's support. Your popularity in the social world is increasing, so if you want to further erase Carlisle's presence, you have to stop his influence." 

After some thought, she took out her stationery and her pen.

"It might take some investment."

Beatrice, who was muttering something that Matthias could not understand, wrote a letter to someone. Provide supplies and weapons to the Igram people. The Igrams do not necessarily have to win. Rather, it should lead to a war that lasts for a long time. She whispered, grinning and folding her letter and putting it in the envelope.

"I wish you luck, Carlisle."

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The wheels of the carriage fell into a deep hole in the dirt road and tipped over again. As a result, the maid, who hit her head on the carriage wall, opened the window facing the carriage and shouted.

"What on earth is happening? If my lady gets hurt, will you take responsibility?"

"I apologise! Even though I was being as careful as much as I could, the roads are so bad....."

"I even gave you extra money to get you through that bad road safely! You boasted that you're Jairo's best carriage driver."

As the maid harshly reprimanded the coachman, who looked twice her age, it embarrassed him. However, he wasn't lying when he boasted that he was the best carriage driver from Jairo. In Jairo, where the roads were in good condition, he was a skilled driver ranked among the top five.

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