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I was too lazy to draw, so this schematic will have to do.
As can be seen in the picture, my country borders three states. To the south, there appears to be a Sultanate; to the right (with the lake), the Land of Great Water; and someone else on the left. You might be able to distinguish the mountains, forests, etc.
The weak become food for the strong – that is the law of nature and the foundation of the ideology of the “Rex Ventorum” corporation. Hector Pride was undoubtedly a strong man: he achieved the position of leader of the VRV at the age of thirty-seven and has held this position for the last four years. His success is particularly emphasized by the fact that he was born into a poor family. He treated his parents with contempt while they were still alive, as well as all people who lacked ambition.
“Amori Draco, a clumsy fat man,” he said with disdain in his voice, finishing reading the report on the latest combat operation. He clearly disliked this man, and the problem of obesity in the country displeased him even more. “Once again, I had to clean up after him. Well, at least this event made the regional Community shut up... at least for a while.”
An outside listener might think that Hector had a bad habit of talking to himself, but that wasn't quite the case; a young woman in a military uniform stood behind him, massaging the commander's shoulders, silently listening to his thoughts. Her name was Letizia, she was twenty-six years old, and she was best at killing other people. Hector found her eleven years ago among a group of outcast children (those whose parents owed money to the corporation but could not pay). She would certainly have had to do the most menial work of all if she hadn't been saved by Hector. The thirty-year-old officer bought the girl and raised her as he saw fit. Now she was his right hand, his best soldier, his daughter, his bodyguard, his lover, and even his personal masseuse.
For the next forty minutes, Hector held a remote meeting with the other leaders of the corporation. The discussion was about the next round of negotiations, and this time the leadership decided to leave Amori Draco at home and send Hector instead, as he was a more suitable person to talk with the leader of the state chosen for the negotiations. “Letizia, prepare the plane. We are flying to Kvasardastan.”
If you think about it, for my country, the most logical thing would be to form an alliance with Saenskreisia.
I was also considering an alliance with Saenskreisia, if it comes to that, because of socialism.
Gentlemen, let's not delay. You can see the policies that some states are pursuing. Sooner or later, they will attack our countries, and individually, we will not be able to repel them. But if we unite, we will have enough strength not only to repel the aggression but also to trample their power ambitions and their fanatical armies into the mud. We need to unite right now, because later it will be too late...
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
If I understand correctly, I have the most in common with Meg, then Alex, and after that, I don't know. No, that's a misconception; we just have a lot of rules.