Dangerous Fiancee

Chapter 186: Chapter 185

“In other words, you want to check in advance the place where they will die, right? Oh my gosh. How kind of you… It looks like you’re going to be a good husband and father in the future. ”

Shahar laughed like a child, cracking a joke.

“Well, it won’t be difficult anyway. There’s no chance that his father will go there directly… At least, he will be accompanied by Rashid, or he will send Rashid to Ancartium as his surrogate.”

“That’s enough as long as the crown prince appears in the battlefield.”

“Well, I can give you reassurances about that. A war looks like an unpleasant thing at first glance, but depending on how you finish it, it can be your incomparable achievement. And my father wants all the honor on his watch to belong to Rashid.”

“It will be much easier on my end. Eckart doesn’t have a surrogate because he has no father, no brother, and no child. If you have to find one, if any, it would be Grand Duke Christopher, who is rather bothersome…”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. But nowadays, my mother talks a lot about her childhood. When she is homesick, there’s nothing better than her meeting her brother. If she makes up her mind, she can bring him anytime by pretending she is sick.”

“The thing is how to influence her to make up her mind.”

“Don’t worry. As you know, a gift from Mrs. Chester was delivered to the empress’s palace without any problem recently. That means Empress Alessa has already made up her mind.”

Faced with Ober’s subtle pressure, Shahar looked at Mrs. Chester.

The gift Mrs. Chester sent to Empress Alessa through the merchant group Artroom on the occasion of the death of Duke Hubble was kind of a warning. It was like a declaration of war that whatever promise Alessa shared with Duke Hubble was now a handful of ashes. At the same time, it was a sharp reminder that there was nobody who could replace her son Ober.

There was no more suitable evidence to prove that the owner of power that Alessa was expecting to rely on changed.

“Empress Alessa is a wise woman. Maybe her discerning eye is better than mine. Of course, she might not know that one of her two sons could be sacrificed…” Mrs. Chester said.

She shook her wrist while spreading the fan.

A light breeze spread the scent of jasmine from her body to every corner of the room.

“What can she do? That’s her fate anyway. It’s because the damn god has not allowed us fairness in our lives.”

While looking at her intently, Shahar turned his eyes away from her. He murmured something to himself. His long green hair fell down as he slightly tilted his head.

“So, Ober, who do you want to kill? Rashid? Or your half brother? ” Shahar asked.

When he mentioned ‘half-brother’ Ober had faint convulsions around his mouth.

Still, he could open his mouth without frowning. He knew that if he could put up with the discomfort at this moment, he could remove the man called such a horrible word in the near future.

“Those disguised as Faisal’s spies will kill the emperor.”

“Then, let me send to Rashid those who disguised as Milan’s knights,” Shahar replied, chiming in with Ober. Ober just smiled. Shahar was a good partner in that he was smart enough to understand his point immediately.

The only thing that bothered Ober was that Shahar tried to be condescending as if he called the shots, despite the fact that their class was almost the same.

“If you get rid of Rashid first and let me know, I will wrap it up at the right time.”

“When is good?”

“The sooner the better. Hopefully before the beginning of the summer.”

“Okay. I’ll take action as soon as I return.”

“As for controlling the wartime public opinion and financial sharing, and the gathering of aristocrats in each area, Sir Elias and his wife will render support and cooperation. Mrs. Chester and I will focus on keeping the secrets and gathering intelligence,” said Ober, signalling to the Elias couple and Mrs. Chester one by one.

Shahar leaned back on the sofa with a glass of wine.

“If you’re willing to help me, I will definitely repay you. I hope you can complete your mission even if it’s difficult. From now on, any mistakes will soon reveal our weakness,” Shahar said.

“Don’t worry. I will gladly do my best with all my heart.”

“Great. I’m so reassured by your promise. I wish Duke Hubble had watched your proud promise like that before dying.”

Elias chuckled again without knowing which way the wind was blowing. Shahar signalled to his servant by moving his chin, hiding his scorn of Elias with a bright smile.

“Rasan!”

His servant quickly finished writing, listening to his master’s impatient voice. He soon approached the table. And he spread the paper on which he had been writing down until now, so that everyone could easily see. There was a faint scent of less dry ink on the paper. It smelled fragrant like alcohol fermented with flowers.

“This is…”

Knitting his brows, Ober quickly began to read the characters on the paper.

The paper in which the alphabets of Aslan and Faisal were mixed was kind of an agreement.

What the two discussed until now was recorded in several sections.

“…Sahar, the less any evidence of the secret stories we shared until now, the better. ”

“Ober, this is a kind of diplomatic agreement. Does it make any sense for you to plot such a reckless thing without any agreement? As the foreign minister, I think you would know better than me about this kind of agreement. ”

“Our verbal promise is also a serious one. As you know, this is not something we can even start without trusting each other. Can’t you trust me? ”

“No, I trust you very much. But if I say I trust you, can you believe me?”

“Of course, I believe.”

“Really? Then, why is that beautiful woman over there busy writing down our dialogue? Is she drawing a portrait of me because she likes me? Can you show me if she is done?”

They looked straight at each other sharply. Although they were smiling at each other, it was not genuine, of course.

“Don’t be upset, Shahar. She is writing down our dialogue to carry out your order. I’ll burn the minutes sooner or later,” Mrs. Chester quickly interrupted, sensing the cold atmosphere in the room as they were becoming more tense. She folded the fan with a snap.

As soon as she heard that, Annette stopped the pen. She patted a thin sheet of paper across the wet paper and quietly wrapped the portable document board in her arm.

Shahar smiled and leaned forward, raising his upper body. He pointed to the agreement paper laid out side by side on the table. He then knocked on the glass with his fingertips.

“So, why don’t we keep one copy of this to avoid any further headaches?”

“… ”

“Don’t take it too seriously. I’m just saying I want to ensure one more safety measure. I will never blame you if things go wrong, but I don’t want to be killed like the late Duke Hubble even before things go wrong.”

In the end, Shahar made clear that he wanted to have something like a certificate to prepare for his possible betrayal.

Mrs. Chester smiled casually at Shahar’s gentle criticism. Her gray eyes rested on Shahhar’s eyes for a while.

She soon shrugged her shoulders. Her dark red lips started to move slowly.

“Good. Please go ahead. If we can earn your trust, we can write down as many as ten certificates like this. Right, Ober? ” She turned to him, raising her chin slightly.

Ober did not answer. Instead, he looked at his mother once, who took after him, Shahar’s disgusting eyes, and finally at the agreement on the table.

Finally, he was about to hold the pen as if he made up his mind.

“Oh, wait. I forgot an important article,” Shahar interrupted, smiling slyly.

“Rasan. Write down an additional clause here. You didn’t record the dialogue between me and Ober while we were coming here.”

Then, Rasan sat down, kneeling before Shahar’s feet and politely held a pen.

“I’m sorry, sir. What should I write? ”

“Well… Immediately after signing the peace treaty, he surrenders all his ownership of Lady Marianne, the daughter of Duke Kling, to Shahar. That’s pretty much what you can write down.”

When he said that, there was a shocking atmosphere in the room. Elias and his wife, as well as Mrs. Chester, looked at Ober with a suspicious expression.

“Oh my… you need to add one more line below it,” said Ober without any embarrassment.

Naturally drawing their attention, Ober pointed to the bottom of the agreement that Rasan had just completed adding Shahar’s words.

“Add this, namely, on the condition that the transfer of ownership of Marianne will take place only after I, Ober, successfully get married to one of the five princesses of the Faisal family.”