Given Olga's understanding of politics, she still did not know the connections involved. And those people were no fools—or rather, every one of them was the shrewdest of the shrewd.
They had countless ways to let Olga discover the so-called truth on her own, then casually offer some "correct" advice when asked.
They could influence Olga without leaving a trace, and through her, influence the politics of the Austrian Empire. No one could remain absolutely rational at every moment; everyone was influenced by emotion to some extent.
And an offhand remark from someone beside the emperor could change a great many things.
That was why nobles and ministers liked a king with little understanding but strong desires. The less he understood, the easier he was to control; the stronger his desires, the easier he was to influence.
Ever since Franz was born, there had always been people trying to instill certain ideas in him by subtle degrees. If he had not been a transmigrator, if he had not come from an era of information overload and possessed an extremely high resistance to PUA, Franz would likely have long since been molded into what those people wanted him to be.
Just look at Franz's siblings. The second child had liberalism drilled into his head, his loyalties so crooked they were beyond saving. In Franz's eyes, many of Maximilian's actions were nothing but digging his own grave.
The third was so fanatically religious that even zealots would feel ashamed before him. In history, he whipped himself with a scourge every day, even frightening his wife—who was equally renowned for her piety—into a mental breakdown.
Later, while on pilgrimage, he drank the "holy water" of the Jordan River and died of the illness it caused.
The fourth's conviction to sacrifice herself for the