“Since no one is saying anything, allow me to get started.”0

Weaving put on a show, launching into the topic of the growth of followers. First, he acknowledged the solid foundations in Ostarrichi and Prussia. Then, he pivoted to Prussia’s rapid expansion.0

Anyone with a working brain could see that Prussia wouldn’t stop her march. Simultaneously at war with both Windsor and Franc, with the Rus Federation biding her time, Prussia’s position was far from favorable.0

To break out of the encirclement, they would have to either advance north through the Rus Federation or march west to crush Franc and Windsor. Geographically, Franc and Windsor were the more logical targets. Fighting on two fronts at once was unlikely.0

“I know the defense line in Franc well,” Weaving said. “It’s difficult for Prussia to break through. She’s already in a stalemate. It’s not necessarily a good thing for us to be so entangled with Prussia.”0

Pope Ludwig’s eyes twitched. He shot Weaving a confused glance. His well-honed political instincts told him that something was off. No meeting was ever just a meeting. Someone was making a move on him today.0

He scanned the room. Tubert was playing dead. Desiree’s...0