Duke's wife

Chapter 71

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The marriage was a condition on which Duke Alberton promised the Crown Prince that he would lift the curse of the First God that’s been placed upon him, so it should be followed. But suddenly the image of his son begging, “I can never marry Marianne Alberton,” flashed through the Emperor’s head.

“Why aren’t you answering readily, Your Majesty?”

In that instance, Duke Alberton, who quickly read a slight hesitation from the Emperor’s expression, urged the Emperor sharply.

The loyalty of a wizard is to be kept only by the ‘contractor’. If the contractor dares to break the contract after using the wizard, even if it’s the Emperor, he could not avoid the desperate revenge.

‘The Crown Prince, it doesn’t matter what he said and coaxed his father and mother. This marriage is bound to go on.’

So far, how much wealth has he put into and how much blood has been spilt by his hands just by believing in that single promise of marriage? Thinking of him in that sense, this promise could not be broken even by God. Duke Alberton continued with a cold smile.

“You must not have forgotten, Your Majesty. Without ‘marriage’, there is no ‘future’ for the Crown Prince.”

The Emperor’s expression, which had hesitated at those words earlier, changed abruptly. He replied, nodding his head heavily with a firm expression.

“……I know it very well. I’ve never forgotten the promise I made to you for even a single moment. And I know the weight of that promise.”

“You should.”

“Don’t worry, I will call the treasury and consul for the wedding and order them to proceed as soon as possible. As soon as we receive the date of a holy day from the priest, I will send Count Roche to you right away, Duke Alberton.”

“I, Duke of Alberton, believe in Your Majesty’s meticulous consideration, I don’t know where to put my words now. Then, while waiting for a letter from Your Majesty, I will educate my daughter so that she can develop the virtues she should have as a Crown Princess.”

“……Yes, I look forward to it.”

In response to the Emperor’s confirmation, Duke Alberton returned with a servile face and responded as if he had never made a secret threat.

Although the Emperor’s expression was grim, it was none of Duke Alberton’s concern. In this situation, the Emperor’s mood was no obstacle.

‘Well then. Now that you’ve been whipped, it’s your turn to give me carrots.’

[T/N: It’s just a saying. So, just eat your carrots. (⊙_⊙;)]

But since he ‘still’ needed to please the old Emperor a little, Duke Alberton smiled inwardly and spoke.

“Then, Your Majesty. May I now speak to you about how to deal with the ‘sacrifice’? For the Crown Prince to get rid of the terrible curse as soon as possible and become a free body, the sooner things are going, the better.”

“Oh, yes. You’re right. How can I help you?”

At the words of Duke Alberton, the Emperor asked with delight.

With the face of the old Emperor changing as easily as the palm of his hand. Duke Alberton sneered coldly at him inwardly, speaking in the secret voice peculiar to the conspirator.