The emperor's face flushed a deep red, his expression breaking into a broad grin.

Every ruler in this world—including myself—would never refuse an opportunity to tighten their grip on power. To climb higher, there are even those willing to risk their lives.

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“It sounds like a dream come true,” he said, his voice tinged with wonder.

In the Toscano Empire, plagues were synonymous with terror. Once they began spreading, the elderly, spouses, children—no one was spared. The illness consumed people with horrifying speed, reducing a healthy individual to a skeletal corpse in just a week.

Before such fear and despair, even the most educated scholars, devout priests, and noble aristocrats would lose their wits, calling upon witches (real ones) to conduct bizarre rituals.

‘When a plague spreads, summoning witches is something people silently condone.’

But now the emperor would crush that fearsome plague entirely?

“To eradicate this plague, however, I’ll need substantial help from Your Majesty,” I said.

“Be specific.”

“There are two primary reasons why plagues arise: people not washing themselves, and the consumption of contaminated food and water.”

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