“Now, Prince Lakius, our treatment of you will depend on how cooperative you are to us. Please, in detail, tell us who’s the strongest country in this world.” Inside the drawing-room of the Royal Palace of Lakius Principality, the ambassador of the Parabellum Empire, Thalia Degurechaff was in face to face meeting with the crown prince of the Lakius Principality. Eric Leonor Solam Lakius. “Look, we are just a weak country. We have not been on the global stage since our founding and we’ve been under occupation by the late Imperial Carmine Empire.” “By the way? Do you mean it was in the past? Then if you’re a weak country how did you gain independence? There’s no way a superpower country would remove their influences to their colonies without a reason right?” “Oh, s**t…” Beads of sweat

