I Became The Crown Prince Of The Mexican Empire - Chapter 60



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U.S. Ambassador Anthony Butler.

Normally, meeting this shameless guy would be an unpleasant experience, but today was different.

“Your Excellency! It’s my first time seeing you since the wedding! Nice to meet you.”

When I warmly welcomed him to the palace, he looked bewildered.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesty. I did not expect you to call me, and it is a pleasant surprise.”

Why did you call me all of a sudden?

I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I offered her tea. A servant poured the tea.

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“You have plenty of time, so let’s have a cup of tea first.”

“···thank you.”

It was when he took a sip.

“You messed with Texas.”

“Big. What is that?”

Unfortunately, I didn’t hear any swearing or anything.

“That is exactly what it is. We have an agent sent by the United States. Your Excellency, you are closely related to President Andrew Jackson, so you would know.”

He was a person hand-picked by Andrew Jackson. That means he was in the Andrew Jackson line.

“I have no idea what you are talking about. Agent. We in the United States have no knowledge of such matters.”

It’s an obvious excuse.

“The agent has confessed. He also brought quite a few weapons to Texas. We even obtained testimony that they were sent by the U.S. government to support the Texas rebellion. By the way, we have recovered the weapons, so you don’t have to search for them in vain.”

“The US government sent this? We don’t know about this. Are you crazy?”

Anthony Butler, who instantly turns his country’s agents into lunatics.

I know this is the fate of a captured spy, but it’s a bit too much.

“Then you have no problem giving information and evidence about this man to Henry Clay? If he raises suspicions, our Mexican Empire will actively acknowledge them. That your President Andrew Jackson incited a rebellion on our Mexican soil.”

Henry Clay was a U.S. senator and one of Andrew Jackson’s greatest political opponents, and he founded the anti-Andrews Whig Party in 1834.

He also had considerable political influence, continuing to oppose Andrew Jackson’s ‘bank war’ policy, one of the biggest topics in American politics recently.

‘He will not hesitate to attack Andrew Jackson the moment he gets a reason to do so.’

As soon as I finished speaking, Anthony Butler stood up.

“I can’t listen to you any longer. It is a clear false accusation that our country, the United States, intervened in the rebellion. It is not difficult to obtain weapons in the United States. We will admit responsibility for not being able to manage supplies such as cannons, but instigating the rebellion? Do you think we will accept such an absurd excuse? Even if the Mexican Empire makes such a claim, it will only cause diplomatic friction and nothing can be done.”

Anthony Butler blushed and started to walk out.

As he said, this level of evidence is not enough to officially admit that the United States instigated the rebellion. However, it could deal a huge political blow to his superior, President Andrew Jackson.

A normal diplomat would not try to storm out like this, but would be thinking about making a deal.

‘You can see how much they usually ignore our Mexican Empire.’

This is a response that cannot come out if you think of them as equal diplomatic partners. I said to Anthony Butler, who was trying to pack his outerwear.

“Wait a minute, let’s talk more without getting so excited. Can’t we make a deal without hurting each other?”

When I said that in a calm tone, he realized that he was too excited and hung up his coat again and sat down.

“···I apologize, Your Majesty. I got a little excited. I would like to discuss a deal.”

‘What an amateur.’

This is the limit of a diplomat who is connected to others. I laughed inwardly and brought up a story that would make him angry.

“Looking at the Indian Removal Act passed by President Andrew Jackson, it seems like he wanted to expel the Indians. Is that correct?”

“···Rather than kicking them out, I would like to move them to a more appropriate location.”

In fact, we all know that there is no such thing as a proper location. As the Americans advance further west and further south, they will push the Indians back and forth endlessly. Until all the Indians are dead.

“If those Indians agree, we may allow them to emigrate to our Mexican Empire. In return, the United States government must ‘humanely’ transport them to the city where our Mexican Empire will establish an immigration office on the border.”

“Yes? Is that true? If I do that, will you let it all go?”

Anthony looked as if he had struck it rich. He was covering up something that could be a political burden, but he was actually getting a headache? He looked as if he was wondering if that was real.

“Of course there are more conditions, right? Our Mexican Empire is not a philanthropist.”

When I asked back in amazement, Anthony Butler’s expression softened.

“Can I ask what the conditions are?”

“In exchange for a treaty nominally concerning the immigration of the Indians, you will forgive us four million pesos, half the debt of our Mexican Empire. If you do this, I will also waive the charge against you for inciting the Texas rebellion.”

After confiscating the Cuban farm, they started paying off the principal little by little, leaving a debt of 8 million pesos.

Anthony Butler must have been thinking a lot. He must have been running simulations in his head.

‘Two million dollars would be enough to make President Andrew Jackson excited and say, ‘We’ve made this treaty with Mexico.’ Three million dollars would be a bit ambiguous but not bad, and four million dollars would be a loss.’

It would have been a political burden for President Andrew Jackson, but it was an amount he could easily accept if it covered up the story of the Texas rebellion.

Anthony Butler answered after much thought.

“···I will have to ask my home country’s opinion and make a decision, but you can think positively about it.”

“Okay. I’d like to hear a formal response as soon as possible.”

I shook Anthony Butler’s hand firmly. I watched him walk away and thought,

‘You will regret this decision.’

Since the United States is displacing Native Americans for land, it would rather send them to the Mexican Empire than resettle them elsewhere within the United States.

I made it a condition that only tribes that agree to Mexican immigration be sent, but the United States will use force to force consent.

‘In the process, resentment against the United States will reach its peak.’

I will settle these tribes along the border with the United States, giving them land, food, and farm equipment, just like the European immigrants.

Unlike the indigenous tribes that already lived in our territory, we will not allow them to live together only with their own tribe. In order to speed up their assimilation, other immigrants will also follow the same immigration policy of our Mexican Empire.

‘There’s no need to use a carrot and stick strategy.’

Those who reach the borders of our Mexican Empire are those who have already suffered a crushing defeat in the war with the United States, have walked the path of tears, and have painfully realized the cruel reality.

Even if they are dispersed, they will not have the strength to resist, and once they have tasted the benefits of immigration, their motivation to resist will gradually disappear.

They will become self-employed farmers in our Mexican Empire and restore its population, and in ten years America will bitterly regret this treaty.

***

Major Ricardo, who returned to Mexico City, was promoted to lieutenant colonel because I had reported his performance in detail to my father.

He became the head of the military intelligence unit.

A unit was created that officially does not exist and only a few people are aware of its existence.

The twenty agents personally selected by the father were all the most loyal elite officers of the Emperor’s faction.

Led by Lieutenant Colonel Ricardo, a variety of officers, ranging from young officers in their early 20s to those in their 40s, stood in a row.

I opened my mouth in front of them.

“You will perform the most dangerous and demanding missions of all soldiers in our Mexican Empire.”

I made eye contact with each and every one of them.

“But don’t worry. Your patriotism and loyalty will surely be rewarded.”

This is the first intelligence unit to be operated. Naturally, there is no base and no know-how in operating spies.

“This unit does not officially exist, but we can be proud that it is the best in our empire in terms of its significance and importance. So, please take on the mission with pride.”

I stood in front of Lieutenant Colonel Ricardo.

“Colonel Ricardo, please take care of me.”

He answered with a determined look.

“I will do my best to be the eyes and ears of the royal family. Loyalty!”

I accepted their salute.

There was one more person present at the small, quiet founding ceremony of the Military Intelligence Unit, held quietly in a quiet place.

Standing haphazardly at the end of a line of officers dressed in their military attire was Michael Williams.

“Why is your expression like that?”

“Your Majesty, I wonder if I can join you here.”

“Aren’t you going to be sentenced to hard labor anyway? Or do you want to go to the coal mine?”

“no!”

He was assigned to this unit because he will be assigned a special mission.

“The training will be a bit harder than the others here, but cheer up.”

They are the first spy agents. Naturally, there is no training curriculum. Lieutenant Colonel Ricardo and other officers will consult and create a curriculum to train spy agents necessary for carrying out the mission.

The agents here will directly experience the training curriculum and evaluate its effectiveness.

The training will be quite rigorous as it will be tailored to the standards of elite officers. Michael Williams must successfully complete the training.

“If you want to take over the immigration company and collect intelligence within the United States, you’ll need to train hard. If you don’t want to get caught and die.”

Michael Williams’ expression changed at my words.

“I will do my best!”

“That’s right.”

Stephen Austin is dead, but immigration into the United States must continue. There is no one better suited to take on this task than Michael Williams.

As a practitioner, I already know how things work, and he is someone I can definitely control.

“If you treat yourself well, your family will be able to live in abundance.”

I patted Michael on the shoulder.

‘The effort to depopulate the United States must continue.’

You can’t offer immigration benefits as good as Stephen Austin’s. That was a scam. But the number of immigrants will increase.

We will implement multi-stage immigration similar to European immigration companies.

Stephen Austin made his money building plantations and bribing Texas officials, but that won’t be the case with Michael Williams taking over.

Rather, Michael, who is at the top of the multi-level marketing, will be a multi-level marketing company that benefits more than Europe because he will not receive any commission at all.

‘I have to pay you a salary, though.’

Since he was sentenced to hard labor, he doesn’t have to be paid wages, but his fraud, which involves acting as the president of an immigration company and a spy in the United States, must be taken into account to some extent.

“Don’t worry too much, you will receive a generous stipend while you are in the United States.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After undergoing three months of extreme training, Michael will be deployed to the United States with his agents.

***

After returning to the palace after completing the ceremony to establish the Information Unit, the maid said:

“Your Majesty, we have a guest who has arrived early. His name is Senator Pedro of the Republican Party.”

It seems like the day isn’t over yet.