Chapter 474 Blindsided

Although he had been unable to refute the girl from the start to the end, the president of Red Dusk was still someone with decades of political experience. One failure, no matter how massive, wouldn’t make him completely lose his cool.

”Since the empress is unwilling to be reasonable, we—”

Emilia sighed. “What a waste of time. Bye.”

Cutting off the call before the opposite side could protest, the crimson-haired girl quickly pulled up Noelle’s number with a smile. “For any further communication with Red Dusk, let them know that the empress won’t talk to them until their president is ready to start the talk with ‘Sorry’, alright?”

Noelle couldn’t help but smile wryly. “Alright. Anything else?”

Emilia grinned. “Mhm… proceed with the next phase.”

The gray-haired girl nodded. “I got it.”

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The president of Red Dusk might have been a bit disturbed by just how badly his plans had failed against the childish empress of Blue Dawn, but that didn’t mean he would believe just anything.

Even if she had somehow managed to discover the ‘terrorist attack’ in advance, that didn’t mean all of his closest aides were compromised. More than likely, someone by her side just managed to get lucky and stumbled across something they shouldn’t have.

As for having the ‘antidote’ to the incurable poison… the little girl was definitely bluffing.

Not only was the matter kept under extremely tight wraps to prevent their then chief intelligence officer from discovering it, but the so-called ‘antidote’ she claimed to possess didn’t even exist to begin with!

From what he understood, his own scientists had barely even scratched the surface of how the ‘poison’ they discovered even worked!

He didn’t believe she really had some way to save Tom from the ‘incurable poison’, and knowing how cunning the man was, the president was also well aware that he wouldn’t lay all his chips bare to the empress in just a few days, no matter the circumstances.

That is, unless the empress had some kind of all-curing panacea. But that was obviously impossible.

If she was truly so lucky, then he might as well just lie down and let her walk all over him, because there was no point in trying to even resist.

Anyway, as long as that wasn’t the case, Tom should be dead before tomorrow’s sunset without a doubt.

Then, he could still spin the narrative of the empress misunderstanding everything, and the ‘real culprits’ silencing the most crucial ‘witness’ to prevent the exposure of truth to the world.

If the empress still insisted on making things difficult for the commonwealth… well, they weren’t necessarily at a disadvantage. As long as he could keep his own people convinced that the fault wasn’t on their side, everything would be more or less fine.

The only pity was that they failed to get any major ‘advantage’ from the whole plan, except for getting rid of Tom, which was barely worth it at this point.

But at least they didn’t suffer too badly thanks to all the precautions he took.

After all, with the current strength of Blue Dawn, the empress couldn’t possibly have the guts to really declare a war, right? She wouldn’t be talking about ‘compensation’ if that had been her intention, anyway.

Unfortunately, he not only failed to understand Emilia’s capability, but also completely misjudged her intentions.

From the beginning, what she had been aiming for was not a conquest through war, but… to pull the current president off his chair!

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In contrast to her enemy’s thoughts, taking care of Tom’s poison was naturally a non-issue for Emilia. The only reason she hadn’t already done so was because she wanted him to feel the despair of death first.

The crimson-haired girl also wasn’t completely unaware of the ‘misery’ of the ‘terrorists’ under the hands of her dear maid. After all, even if Noelle was willing to cooperate with Crystal to ‘hide’ certain things from her to keep her mind from being tainted, that wasn’t necessarily the case for Alexandria and the people of Blue Dawn.

To them, the more it looked like someone was trying to hide something from their empress, the more likely they were to try and get that information to her ears. This wasn’t just to earn her praise, though that definitely helped, but also because most of them couldn’t bear the thought of someone ‘betraying’ their empress.

Regardless of how much freedom and reputation Emilia’s closest friends enjoyed in Blue Dawn, their movements were also under equally great scrutiny by the people around them. This was something that even the empress herself couldn’t change even if she wanted to.

Waving off her second secretary concern, Emilia smiled. “Let the girls play as they wish, ahh, just a few worthless morons. I don’t mind.”

Alexandria also knew that their empress would never accept those ‘prisoners’ as ‘citizens’ regardless of how they claimed to repent in the future, so she wasn’t too surprised by her decision.

Even if one were willing to overlook the fact that they tried to kill their empress as something they did as part of their ‘duty’ at the time, their characters were far from being fit to integrate with their empire’s people anyway.

As for how she could possibly guess their character? Well…

She may not have known Michelle for long, but anyone who met her could tell that the only thing that could possibly piss her off so much could only be something related to Emilia.

And given her reaction… either these people had some abhorrently heinous thoughts about their empress, or planned to do something extremely disgusting. Otherwise, Michelle’s emotional response would never be so intense.

Having sent Alexandria away, Emilia leaned back in her chair while groaning. “Ah… it’s so boring to wait. When is that president going to fall off his chair?”

Cynthia couldn’t help but sigh. “You keep leaning so far back… be careful not to fall yourself.”

The crimson-haired girl grinned. ‘Oh? Is Cynthia worried I’ll hurt my butt if I fall? Or are you looking forward to rubbing it console me? Tsk tsk, how naughty!’

As she expected, her partner immediately exploded from embarrassment. “W-Who would want to do something so shameless?!”

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