'Nothing is more dangerous to a man's health than an enraged woman'.
...
Though having spent the past 15 years of his life serving the interests of his country, whether it was as a tank driver in the United European Army or as a knightmare pilot in the ISD's slowly expanding military force, Hauptsturmführer Paul Vanderick could honestly say that he had never before been as afraid for his life as he was now.
For while there were some very real advantages in belonging to the fighting arm of the organization that protected the Reich from falling into the corrupt mess that had been the European Union, the increased pay, above standard equipment, and social connections meant that then men and women who wore the camouflaged uniform of the Waffen ISD had no one to turn to when their leader was feeling particularly malicious.
At least with the Wehrmacht, there were various means for its members to protest when their commanding officer was acting with a noticeable lack of professionalism. But sadly, such options were denied to the ISD, whose leader had been given near total freedom on how she governed her organization.
That wasn't to say that the 35 year old Dutchman didn't admire everything Director Richter had accomplished during the course of her career. And as such he, like thousands of others, would willingly follow her into hell and back should she give the order.
But there was a distinct difference between charging a fortified enemy position, and being used as an outlet for the frustrations of a sadistic woman whose combat skills were equal to that of their enemies most elite soldiers.
And while he was a skilled knightmare pilot, for only the best of the best were allowed to pilot the knightmares of the Waffen ISD, the red haired Hauptsturmführer was certain that he would maybe last at least 2 minutes before sharing the fate of the 8 pilots that had already come before him.
3 had been admitted to the facility's infirmary with broken limbs. Another 3 would likely need intensive therapy before they could even be in the same building as their brutal commander. And the remaining 2 would probably be laughed out of the service if the techies ever told the Director that her opponent's damaged frames bore the unmistakable stench of a pilot soiling themselves with fear.
Of the 3 options available to him, the Dutchman would prefer to suffer the indignity of a broken limb rather than a broken mind, or even a broken reputation. For while Director Richter was unnecessarily cruel to her men when she was enraged, she was nevertheless generous when it came to providing support to those who had been harmed during her little 'episodes'. And since with modern medicine it would take at least a week for his body recover should he suffer an injury of a physical nature, he vastly preferred to have his mind intact if his body wasn't.
"Judging by the look of terror on your face Hauptsturmführer, I presume you're to be Karina's next punching bag".
Coming to attention as he heard the amused voice of the only man who could control the violent force of nature that was the ISD's leader, the red haired Dutchman vainly tried to keep a relieved expression from spreading across his face as the Chancellor moved to spare him from what certainty to be an unpleasant fate.
"You are dismissed Hauptsturmführer,. I suspect that in her current state, I'm the only one who can break her out of it. Though I want you to know that I appreciate you and your comrades attempts to…alleviate her stress. I trust that a week's leave, more for those who are as…less intact as you, as well as some financial windfalls, will be enough to help you get over this ordeal"?
Nodding his head at the smiling visage of the man responsible for saving Europe from not only the Empire, but also itself, Hauptsturmführer Vanderick found himself quietly doing something that he knew could probably result in the Chancellor's generosity evaporating.
Refuting the orders of his superior.
"While I appreciate the offer sir, I must respectfully refuse the offer of financial compensation. The leave I will take, but I can't accept the money since I was merely doing my duty".
His words causing the Chancellor to raise his eyebrow in what he suspected to be surprised amusement, the red haired Dutchman found himself sighing in relief as the blue eyed German accepted his request.
"An admirable trait in a solider Vanderick. And one that is easily granted. However before you leave to start your well deserved time off, I request that you tell inform your fellow pilots to vacate the premises and have emergency services on standby".
Not bothering to inform the smiling war hero that the medics had been on station ever since their superior had all but ordered them to serve as her mobile punching bags, the 35 year old vetrean nodded his head before rushing to complete his appointed task.
Uncaring of the fact that his display of cowardice reassembled something that wouldn't have been out of place in a cartoon series.
…..
Though she would have vastly preferred to be piloting her precious Brumhildle as she tried to vent her very real frustrations, the blond haired leader of the Reich's Internal Security Division had to admit that piloting the black colored Viking was by no means unenjoyable.
Yes it lacked the overwhelming firepower of her customized frame, as well as the defensive systems that were far from ready for mass production, but the close quarter fighting knightmare allowed her sparring partners a chance to keep her on her toes. Something that wasn't possible if she had been piloting a machine that had been designed to her exact specifications.
And considering her desire to get her temper under control before she had to inform Friedrich of the latest potential setback to their plans, the more time she got to vent her more violent feelings, the less likely she would say or do something that could potentially damage her relationship with the only man she held more than positive feelings for.
Sadly though, while the members of the Waffen ISD's knightmare corp were more than proficient when handling their machines, especially when they operated as a group, they were sadly inadequate to provide more than a brief distraction for her.
It had taken her less than 4 minutes to defeat each of the 8 members of her personal unit who had sadly been selected to provide her with 'entertainment', and that was only because they were too cowardly to fight her hand to hand after they had been made aware of her less than pleasant mood.
Thus it was with a great deal of anticipation, and more than a little surprise, that she began to fight her next opponent, who unlike their predecessors, closed the gap between their knightmares in order to engage in close quartered fighting.
Though those emotions quickly morphed into something as the familiar voice of her childhood friend appeared over the private channel.
"While I have no issue with you reminding your subordinates that their abilities pale in comparison to yours, I would ask that you perhaps do so in a manner that doesn't require at least a week of recovery. If only because the time is coming when we will need every trained body we can get our hands on".
Expertly dodging a swipe to her knightmare's head before counterattacking with her own deflected move, Karina allowed a hint of her anger to enter her tone as she commented on her opponent's arrival.
"Well you certainly didn't waste anytime coming here. Nice to know that you care more about my well being than your little toys. Makes a girl feel special".
Grimacing as her wrist mounted slash harken was prevented from making contact with the leg of Krueger's machine, though her expression brightened slightly when she managed to avoid a blow that would have disarmed her knightmare, the blond haired leader of the ISD found her mood souring as her superior refused to play her little word game.
"Considering your messenger was acting like the apocalypse was neigh, I thought it best to see what's troubling you. Clearly something is, otherwise the number of your victims would have been much less. So, care to tell me what's gotten you this angry"?
Scowling as her opponent jumped back to avoid a blow that would have separate his legs from his torso, the buxom German woman gritted her teeth as she listed the cause for her anger.
"I received a very interesting message from Landa. Apparently, it appears that Emperor Chuck is in a negotiating mood".
Taking advantage of Krueger's slight pause at this piece of information in order to shoot his sword out of his hand with her wrist mounted cannon, Karina continued her explanation with the same sort of venom one would expect from someone who is forced to accept that their enemy had managed to beat them at their own game.
"He's proposing that in exchange to accepting an offer of his, one that doesn't require us to relinquish any territory to him or his Euro-Brit puppets, he will order his forces to pull back 200 miles (in KM) east of the current border. With the understanding that the evacuated land will return to our control, so long as we keep our military presence to a minimum".
Her words earning a sound of disbelief to sound over their private radio channel, something that pleased her since it meant that like her, Friedrich suspected that the Empire had some sort of plan in the works, Karina felt her teeth clenching as she was asked a question she really didn't want to answer.
"And what is this offer of his? A reduction of arms? A cash indemnity to buy back what is rightfully ours? While I am committed to doing whatever it will take to reclaim our stolen territory, I have no intention of weakening the Reich's ability to defend itself to do so. And since his Royal Haremness knows this, I have to wonder what he could offer to make me change my mind".
Wishing she could avoid answering this question, for the answer sadly carried none of the requirements that would caused her childhood friend to immediately reject the idea, Karina failed to contain her disgust as she uttered the word that she had hoped would never be used unless it described the relationship of their future selves.
"Marriage".
...
As a princess of the Holy Britannian Empire, and more importantly as the younger sister of Cornelia Li Britannia, there were certain restrictions to what she could do or say in a public setting.
She could never criticize the violent expansion of her nation.
She could not interact with those who were deemed her inferior. Though her position as Sub-Viceroy did allow her the opportunity to at least participate in events that were open to non noble Britannians.
And perhaps the most important of all, she could never be seen to disagree with the orders of her father.
A rule that had quickly gained in importance after her grieving half brother had been cruelly ripped from his family, and then used as political hostages to fool the Japanese Government of their intentions.
Which was why that after her conversation with her father, Euphemia had waited until she was safely in the confines of her room before collapsing on her bed and allowing herself to sob in her pillow.
But the tears that stained her face weren't tears of despair. Though she expected that many would label them as such once word began to spread of her father's latest scheme. They were the tears of a woman whose frustrations with her life had reached the point where she could no longer hide them behind a cheerful mask.
And as she waited for the expected arrival of her older sibling, who would no doubt share her less than pleased reaction to her situation, the pink haired princess replayed the conversation she had had with her father barely 3 hours ago.
(Flashback)
"It is time for you to contribute to the betterment of the Empire Euphemia. I trust that your time under your sister's sheltering wing hasn't made you completely unable to perform this sacred duty". "
"N…no your majesty. I am proud to serve my country to the best of my abilities".
"Good. Because of my progeny, you are perhaps the only one who possesses the mindset that can achieve this. But before I explain what I have in mind for you, I will have you answer 1 question of mine".
"Th…thank you your majesty. What is this question".
"Since I know you abhor the traditional method of besting our enemies, I am curious about your devotion to a more peaceful solution. If you, and you alone possess the power to maintain peace between our most powerful adversary, would you sacrifice everything, even your own happiness, in order to spare countless innocents from the violent horror that only war can bring"?
"Yes I would".
"Good. That confidence and willingness to cast aside your personal happiness for the fulfilment of yours goals proves you are worthy of being my child. And to reward your devotion to your principles, I have decided to grant you the provinces of Yamilia and Yugra as yours, and will be allowed to govern them as you fit".
"That…that is most generous of you your majesty. I am unworthy of such an honor".
"Are you? Far from it Euphemia. Perhaps if had chosen a more populous territory to select as your wedding present, you would have some cause to doubt your worthiness, but such speculations are worthless".
"Wed…wedding present"?
"Yes Euphemia. Since you lack the willingness to serve the Empire in a manner similar to your sister, and possess none of the diplomatic skills of my your less combat oriented siblings, I have decided that you will serve your country in another way. The offer to your potential husband has already been made, and should he accept, I expect you to conduct yourself with the dignity one would expect from a Britannian princess".
"Un…understood father. May I…I ask who I'm to be wedded to"?
"I thought that was obvious Euphemia. There's only one man in Europe whose position makes him worthy of a political marriage with a Britannian Princess. Chancellor Friedrich Krueger".
(Flashback ends)
Being forced to marry a man not of her choosing was bad enough. Though she had expected that to be her fate ever since her sister had taken it upon herself to control nearly every aspect of her life.
But to be forced to marry the man who had never shown anything but arguably justified hatred for the Empire, and reveled in his ability to reshape Europe into a weapon that not even her father could dismiss, that was even worse.
For she suspected that at best, her married life would be similar to the dismissive manner her father practiced with the majority of his consorts, and at worse she could be treated like some of the women at court, whose rank did little to protect them from the abusive tendencies of their ego inflated husbands.
And considering that her soon to be husband was perhaps one of the few people in the world who didn't have to answer to her sister and half brother, Euphemia knew that there was nothing stopping Krueger from treating her like the piece of garbage that he no doubt believed her to be.
Thus, she allowed her tears to fall within the safety of her private chambers.
For as far as she could see, there was no way to escape her fate.
...
Though it had been some time since he got to witness the force of nature that was his half sister whenever she lost her composure, Schneizel El Britannian nevertheless felt a small measure of relief that he was delivering this message through the medium of a video screen instead of in person.
For he suspected that in her current state of mind, Cornelia would have no issue in treating the Prime Minister of the Britannian Empire in a similar manner in which she would treat a low ranking disobedient solider.
"How can he do this? I've fought his battles. Secured him victories that few of our generals could ever hope to accomplish. And he rewards me by marrying off Euphie to our most powerful enemy? It doesn't make sense".
While understanding and sympathizing with his sister's plight, the blond haired prince ensured that his tone carried the tiniest bit of warning as he tried to help the purple haired royal regain control of her emotions.
"I agree with your sentiment Cornelia, however I would remind you that it is never wise to question his majesty. Even if his commands border on the...unconventional".
His word's managing to achieve the desired effect of cooling her rage, Schenizel found himself nodding his head in agreement as Cornelia gave into an emotion that, while less physically destructive than her rage, was nevertheless almost as difficult to pull her out of.
Depression.
"But she's only 16 brother. Yes she's bright for her age, far brighter than some of the leeches that our father chose to marry, but she is too young to be married. Especially to a man of Krueger's disposition. Or do you not think that he won't enjoy the privilege of having one of his enemy's children at his mercy"?
Having a better grasp of Krueger's personality than Cornelia, if only because he had spent the last few years trying to thwart the man's attempts to have his nation surpass the Empire, the blond haired prince ensured that he kept his tone reasonable as he tried to put a positive spin on this situation.
"You have a point regarding Euphie's naivety and intelligence, but I think your fears regarding Krueger are a tad out of place. If he does accept our father's offer, he will have to treat her decently in order to cement the image that he is willing to do whatever it takes to restore the former borders of his nation. And if he does accept the territorial dowry gift, he will have to postpone his plans to attack us. And every month of peace between the Empire and the Reich is one more month to ensure that we are fully prepared to deal with their attempts to destroy us. Especially since I estimate it will take at least 4 months for Krueger to transfer the forces he's gathered to their new positions. Or do you think that his time as a politician has robbed him of his ability to appreciate the importance of logistics"?
His words causing Cornelia to shake her head, for as a military commander she knew full well that victory or defeat in battle was heavily influenced by the easy access to sources of supply, his sister's next question brought a thoughtful frown to his face.
"And what's the likelihood that he will deny this offer"?
Truthfully, he knew that the answer he possessed would serve to drive his half sibling further into depression.
So he decided to avoid answering it by providing her with another topic to stress about.
"I'm afraid I can't answer it. Perhaps the latest addition to your forces will be able to provide an answer since they possess a….unique viewpoint regarding the thinking of the Chancellor".
As expected, his methods to avoid telling the truth worked. For this latest piece of information served to restore Cornelia to her usual self.
"And who pray tell possesses this 'unique' viewpoint. The only people I can think of who have personal experience dealing with Krueger are that blasted vampire and….Oh no. Please brother tell me that you haven't…".
Chuckling at the horror filled expression that was currently being worn by his sister, Schneizel did his best to convey his sympathy as he confirmed Cornelia's fears.
"I haven't, but our father has. Of course it is conditional if Krueger accepts the offer, for if he doesn't the Emperor has expressed an interest in deploying her to Africa. But if he does, then I'm afraid that Euphemia's security will be placed in the hands of a woman whose first loyalty is to our father instead of yourself. However their is a silver lining in this, though I doubt that you may see it as such".
His words earning a tired, but no less potent glare from his purple haired sibling, Schenizel fought the urge to chuckle at Cornelia's deadpan tone as she asked a question that would no doubt amuse Euphie's temporary protector once she heard it.
"And what silver lining could there be that could possibly make up for that...woman's presence in my command".
Maintaining his smile, Schneizel told her.
"Unlike your academy days, you now possess a substantial number of competent subordinates who will follow your orders when Nonette's antics become a little too extreme".
Lightly chuckling as he terminated the connection before Cornelia managed to recover from his teasing, the blond haired prince allowed his mind to wander as he considered the implications of his father's surprising strategy.
On one hand, the marriage would do much to improve Britannian's image on the world stage. Which in turn would cause problems for it's more powerful foes since it was easier to discredit an actively aggressive nation rather than a seemingly peaceful one.
And on the other his father's ploy had probably prevented the resumption of hostilities on the Siberian Front for perhaps another year.
For if the land that was to serve as Euphiemia's dowry was to be returned to the Europeans, that meant that the garrisons would be pulled back to the new borders. Which would frustrate Krueger's plan to destroy as many Britannian units as possible during the opening phases of his campaign.
For unlike the ineffectual politicians that had almost led Europe into ruin, Krueger understood that the acquisition of territory was secondary when it compared to the goal of destroying the forces of the enemy.
Yes there was value in acquiring economically valuable territory, but the ease of doing so greatly increased when one's enemy lacked the ability to resist this attempt.
Which meant that if Krueger wanted to achieve the goal of crippling the armed might of Euro-Britannia before it was reinforced by the Homeland, he would have to move his forces 200 miles eastward. Which in turn would lower their immediate offensive capability since it would take time to re-establish the transportation network that had been created to field and support an army that, if the latest reports were to believed, currently stood at nearly 3 million men.
But since the Reich's Chancellor had spent the entirety of his career loudly declaring his intention of restoring the old borders by any means necessary, he would have little choice in accepting a deal that would rob him of his best chance to cripple his enemy's ability to retaliate.
It was sad that the most honest of his siblings was being used as a tool to ensure that the inevitable war between Britannian and Europe would be delayed to the Empire's advantage, but what was the loss one life, even a royal one, compared to the loss of hundreds of thousands, if not millions?
A philosophy that was no doubt shared by his pink haired sister.
Though he suspected that Cornelia would be less than pleased if she ever discovered this mindset.
...
Though he had expected his subordinates to show some dissatisfaction with his decision, a result of his willingness to promote thoughtful discussion amongst those who had shown themselves to be worthy of command, Kyoshiro Todoh found himself more than a little surprised at how his most loyal soldiers allowed their personal feelings to interfere with their arguments.
"Colonel this is absurd. The Japanese Liberation Front has been resisting the Empire for 7 years, long before Zero emerged from whatever hole he crawled from. I agree that it makes sense to pool our resources together, especially in the face of the material superiorirty of our enemy, but to deal with that mask wearing clown as an equal partner? I'm afraid that goes too far".
Sighing at the stubborn nature of Asahina, who had shown nothing but disdain for the masked man ever since his debut, Todoh once again found almost himself wishing that he had chosen a different occupation as his more experienced subordinate expressed a more positive attitude in regards to the masked leader of the Black Knights.
"Considering his list of accomplishments, and the fact that his organization isn't tainted by the dishonorable action of killing innocent hostages, I think it would be unwise to treat him without a measure of respect. Or has your poor vision made you blind to the fact that his forces continue to expand at a rate that even during our hay day we could only dream of".
Grateful that Senba recognized the reason for his decision to join the Black Knights, the Japanese war hero remained silent as his most dedicated follower decided to give her opinion.
"That still doesn't mean that Zero can be trusted. Yes his actions have served to inspire hope in our people, but how can we be certain that he has Japan's best interests at heart? If he truly wished to free our nation, he would have joined us from the beginning instead of setting up his own organization".
Conceding Chiba's point with a thoughtful frown, for this argument had been used numerous times before the JLF had split into 3 unequal divisions, Todoh found himself almost smiling as Urabe offered an argument that few could deny.
"Does it truly matter if we treat Zero like an equal or not? All that matters is that we free the Japanese people from the shackles of Britannia. And since we currently lack the resources to directly challenge them, I say we should use every means at our disposal to help us get closer to our goal. Besides, if it becomes known that the JLF is actively working with Zero, that might be enough to help us restore, if not surpass our old strength. Or do you not think that our people are as divided as we are"?
Approving Urabe's's argument with a small nod, and seeing that the rest of the Holy Swords were on the verge of continuing their less than professional squabbling, the author of Japan's only victory during the Second Pacific War raised his voice to put an end to it.
"ENOUGH! You are soldiers of the nation of Japan. I suggest that you act like it".
Earning bows of obedience from each member of his personal unit, Todoh allowed his subordinates a moment to think on their actions before continuing his lecture.
"All of you have valid arguments regarding my decision to join forces with the Black Knights, but the fact remains that I, and I alone have the authority to decide how we are to achieve our dream of restoring Japan. If any of you have problems with this, I will accept your resignations now".
His words being met with silence, for he knew that their devotion to Japan, and to a lesser degree himself, out weighed any personal feelings they may possess about the methods they used to achieve this goal, Todoh flashed a rare smile as his most loyal soldiers refused the out he was offering him.
There would undoubtedly be some issues that he would have to address in the future, the down side of having a force of professionally trained soldiers join with what was in essence a milita army, but he was certain that they could be resolved quickly.
For if there was one thing that could be said about the training methods of the Japanese Army, it was that it forced the lower ranks to treat their superiors like gods.
Something that was easily abused by the more self centered officers that had comprised the JLF, but something that had never been an issue with him.
…..
Having long since gotten used to having his superiors expect miracles of him despite refusing to reinforce his command to a level that would have allowed him to triumph over any adversary, the Swabian born Field Marshall had to struggle to contain his very real disbelief as sought to clarify what he had just been told.
"Apologises Chancellor, but did I hear you correctly. You want me to…".
"Prepare your command to handle the addition of an additional 10 divisions. I trust that won't be a problem for you"?
Recognizing the threat for what it was, the middle aged officer shook his head.
"None what so ever sir. I trust you have no issue with me placing the more…mobile formations along our southern frontier"?
Earning a nod from the war hero turned political leader, the commander of the Reich's African based forces didn't bother to fight the noticeable smirk that was spreading across his face as Krueger recognized what his predecessors had not.
"That is correct Field Marshall. You've managed to achieve remarkable success despite most of our resources going towards the black hole that had been the Siberian Front. Which makes me curious of what you could have accomplished if those incompetent politicians had actually granted you the men and equipment you kept asking them for. I trust that that you can find a use for the additional 200,000 soldiers, 1400 tanks, and 400 knightmares I am giving you"?
Not trusting himself to speak as his mind was already alight with the possibilities of what he could accomplish with such a force, the man who had earned the title 'The African Fox' settled for nodding his head.
For while he had achieved remarkable success against an enemy that had always outnumbered and outgunned him, he had always fallen short of his desired goal because he just didn't have enough men or material to inflict more than a temporary setback on his more lavishly supplied foe.
But with the sudden influx of reinforcements, he would be able to not only defeat his enemies in the field, but also prevent them from escaping to fight another day.
Still, he had to wonder the reason for this change of strategy, for he knew that the forces that would reinforce his command had no doubt been previously assigned to the great force that was being assembled on the Reich's eastern borders.
But since it was a soldiers place not to question orders, Erwin Rommel busied himself with the alterations he would have to make to his current plans.
For he had expected to be able to launch only minor incurisons once war broke out between the 2 superpowers. Now he had a chance to do something better.
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AANNNNNND THAT'S ENOUGH FOR NOW XD.
Not too surprised by the speed it took me to write this chapter since I had more less envisoned this for the past few months….but there it is lol.
Hoped you all enjoyed it since this was part of the vision I had when I first created this story XD. Pleased to have finally reached this point.
And now to summarize what happened.
My Esdeath like OC is working through some issues when she learned that Emperor Chuck was offering up his daughter for a peace deal. Can only imagine why XD
Euphie of course is less than thrilled at the prospect. Though I believe her personality would make her more upset that she isn't marrying who she wanted instead of the actual identity of her groom to be.
Cornelia and Schneizel's reaction I believe to be spot on (i.e. overly protective sibling vs 'For the Greater good" mentality). Along with Cornelia's reaction once she's told who will be serving as Euphie's temporary knight (not sure if the personal knight is only during the pre marriage stage in Code Geass universe, but going along with the assumption it is. But if it isn't it's a great way to introduce into my story a character that would have added more humor in the main series XD). As well as Schneizel's grudging respect for a man who he believed to be out of touch with the Empire and current military strategy.
Then of course theres Todoh and the Holy Swords. Considering my story line has Mao removed early, this is the right time for them to be joining up in terms of time line. However, since they are not going to Lelouch to beg him for his help to stage a rescue, the dynamics of the relationship will be different. Or at least that's what I intend to do at this moment.
And then the final segment, where I continue to use historical characters to flesh out the cast of those in the service of the Reich. And since the Reich still has a substantial precence in Africa, plus the fact that I always find it interesting where one army is able to almost triumph over another despite being weaker in resources,….decided to go with the idea of what the Desert Fox (Africa Fox in this story) would have done if he had been provided with the same level of resources that had been given to the Allies/The German Eastern front.
Now to answer questions/reply to comments by my faithful readers who took the time to comment XD
Fortitude501
In regards to Krueger's grudge towards the rather funny situation of a buxom women stuck in a loli (I have read too many stories where this is pointed out XD), you are correct. Will expand on details at a later date though. And yes, this grudge can/will be expanded to include Lelouch and Nunally.
For the comparison of forces, couldn't agree more. The Black Knights are a learn as they go force, using largely out of date equiptment (guren aside) until the second season, and who are utterly dependent on Zero to achieve the victory's they have won. While the Wehrmacht is trained, experienced, and is supported by a industrial complex that can match the Empires.
Chancellor ZVE
Regarding the what I meant about a POSSIBLE resurgent MEF and the Reich's relationship being like the Ottoman Empire and Imperial Germany. My intention, which is not solidified yet, was to basically have the MEF be the 'Sick Man', but with the Reich providing the meds it needs to remain free from BRITANNIAN dominance.
Believe that I have already answered this question in the story. So will neither say yes nor no since it would spoil XD
Fuhrer of Europe chapter 23
Full agree with your opinion regarding the stresses of leadership. Believe we actually see in universe examples of what happens when one isn't diligent enough/passess on the buck. Clovis, Eunuchs, JLF, Brit Nobles, European High society types…etc.
Anyways…hope you all enjoyed this.
Reviews welcome, flames not.
Heil Europa.