I Became the Last Princess of the Brown Bear Kingdom

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The Rome Treaty Headquarters lost its composure at the demands of Greece.

“Twenty thousand? Compensation for twenty thousand?”

“Do you have any idea how many soldiers of the anti-communist coalition died to protect your Greece?”

“Do you know how much blood the Turkish army and the armies of the Balkan states shed to repel the infamous ‘Red Roman’ forces?”

Of course, the Red Roman army wasn’t that strong, but the Italian army was considerably larger than the Middle Eastern forces, and the Turkish army and a few nations suffered much more than Greece from the damage sustained in the Middle East.

Sure, twenty thousand is a blow for Greece, but it’s not like the Tsar threatened them to invade Panjshir with a sword.

In fact, they were even thinking of abandoning Afghanistan for the worst-case scenario caused by Eastern Japan.

“Well, our situation is quite dire. To be honest, we’re the Rome Treaty, and they’re just a source of resources, right?”

“‘We’? Greece belongs to the Roman realm, and it’s treated like this because it fought alongside us in the Great War. What are you trying to say?”

“From the start, our Tsar never commanded an attack on Afghanistan. Our Tsar even humbly bowed his head to instill anti-Roman sentiments in the three countries of the Middle East.”

“Th-that’s…”

“If you don’t resolve this Golden Hellenism issue properly, we’ll have no choice but to take measures. You Greeks aren’t the only descendants of Rome!”

Other nations had a significant stake in the Great War and were ready to join the Rome Treaty, but Greece was different.

They were caught off guard by Italy, and only then did the air defense coalition come to help.

The reason Greece could join the Rome Treaty was that it was one of the centers of the Eastern Roman Empire, possessing that territory.

I had thought of Greece as somewhat important, especially considering Anastasia’s strong insistence on the reconstruction of Rome, but if they keep behaving like this, there would be no answer.

“The people are acting like the sky is falling!”

“If this continues, we should withdraw from the Rome Treaty!”

“If we withdraw, won’t we get ‘Serbified’?”

“That’s a bit…”

“It’s all because of that sly Tsar! He used us as a scapegoat!”

In a fit of rage, the Greeks began to unleash their fury on Anastasia.

They couldn’t oppose the Rome Treaty with the Greek army, and they were in a position where they could starve to death due to isolation.

“How dare you insult the one true God? I won’t let this go!”

Unfortunately for them, the world did not accept the Greeks dissing Anastasia.

“Let’s blow ourselves up together!”

“Why are Arabs here?!”

“Allahu Akbar!”

Once, an Iraqi who had been a zealous Tsarist during a terrorist attack realized the true monotheism while traveling through Greece. Incensed by the insults against the One God, he detonated a bomb in a venue where the Golden Hellenism party was holding a nationalist rally to slander Anastasia.

There, the terrorist alongside the entirety of the Golden Hellenism party blew themselves up.

“If you insult the Tsar, the Muslims hiding who knows where will come for you!”

“Is it just the Tsar? I’ve heard they specialize in terrorizing us Greeks!”

“We should ask the Tsar—”

“You’ll die before asking! Everyone shut up!”

Now, the Greeks had to bury their heads in fear of an unpredictable terrorist attack.

Thus, Greek fascism naturally began to wither away.

By the way, Anastasia didn’t do anything at all.

* * *

As I munched on popcorn, watching Israel’s plan to build a holy land in the East,

I received the news that the Golden Hellenism party had been attacked.

The culprit was reported to be an Iraqi, a fanatical Tsarist monotheist.

“The Golden Hellenism party has been dismantled.”

I muttered while reading the report in front of Maria II and Beria.

Although the content mildly relieved my stomach, I had initially thought of sending out bombers.

“Technically, they self-destructed.”

Yeah. It’s correct to view this as self-destruction.

No matter how I look at it, I can’t comprehend what the Greeks were thinking.

“Well, what’s the difference? Still, they’re unable to take issue.”

Given that they were the ones who had been a nuisance as the Golden Hellenism party, I expected them to kick up a storm.

Regrettably, they did not.

They clearly understood their own position.

“Isn’t it because they couldn’t come up with a proper counter?”

Yeah, Maria’s right.

With twenty thousand dead, they had moments of delirium while claiming to be the heirs of the Macedonian Empire.

Yet they ended up with nothing but acting out, and now this backlash from anti-Greek sentiments ignited by Tsarist fanatics led to the obliteration of the leadership of the Golden Hellenism party.

I heard that Papagos is dead too.

With Papagos, the hero of Greece, dead in a blaze of glory, what could Greece do?

In the end, they had to bow down.

“That’s right. Even if they’re huffing and puffing now, they know it won’t go their way and can control their anger.”

When all is said and done, it’s clear that we’ve exploited Greece as a major power.

We supplied them with weapons, telling them to wrap things up suitably due to Eastern Japan.

It was Greece that insisted on breaking Afghanistan while whining.

Ultimately, their whining ended due to the fanatic.

It’s also clear that the roots of such fanaticism lie within Greece itself.

Such people dare to act?

If Greece had the guts of a Donut Federation or the vigor of Bulgaria, it would be different, but Greece is neither here nor there.

Even during the Great War, they were that kid playing alone. There’s always one in every class who does their own thing and nobody bothers.

During the interwar period, Greece was that kid.

Well, anyway, this aligns reasonably well with my plan.

Remarkably, an Iraqi fanatic is terrorizing Greece.

Of course, given that they are part of the Rome Treaty, we must impose appropriate sanctions, but it’s important that the rage and hatred are directed at Greece rather than Russia or other countries.

“Serves those insolent fools right.”

From my perspective, this turned out quite well.

They should know their place. It’s absurd that they’re expecting too much after effectively monopolizing resources in Afghanistan by giving up their stake in the Rome Treaty.

Watching Greece like this only infuriates me.

Anyway, I see that the Rome Treaty Headquarters has just let it slide.

They’d only lodge a minor complaint with the Islamic-Hellenism Federation.

“Well then, is Greece saying nothing?”

“Of course, they seem a bit disgruntled. But what can they do?”

Beria firmly stated that Greece dares not rebel.

Even simple discontent can be a problem.

In the end, it’s just pathetic. Scum like Greece dare not talk back. They wouldn’t even dare challenge us if we split Russia into a tenth.

Who do they think they owe their position to right now?

“Yet if they act out, that’s when we’ll have to show them.”

We’ll incorporate Greece justly.

To be honest, I’ve disliked these guys for a long time. They seem to think they’re something special and that we treat them well.

Maybe one day I’ll have to teach them a lesson.

To demonstrate that Greece is not in a position to act out.

“By the way, Your Majesty, it seems the Americans aren’t particularly interested in China.”

“Oh really? Damn fools.”

What harm would it do to lend a hand?

No, is MacArthur not helping?

Whether Israel and China fight it out until one collapses, that’s none of America’s business.

America just needs to dominate the Pacific.

“With Eastern Japan being a concern, do we really need to worry about China? As evidence, it seems they’re planning to establish navy and air force bases on Pacific islands.”

It’s about time.

Rather, the U.S. has been too tied down by Eastern Japan to exert itself in the Pacific.

Now that they’ve dealt with Eastern Japan, if they want to control South America adequately, they need to tighten their hold on the seas.

To achieve that, the U.S. will set up navy and air force bases on every island in the seas they’ve turned into their front yard.

At a glance, it seems the U.S. is in a better position than us.

After all, the Rome Treaty is a multinational coalition.

In any region, if one side gets hurt, they can’t escape significant damage.

“Well, they tacitly accepted it, so who cares?”

They’ve already implicitly consented.

Roughly speaking, within the Rome Treaty, America says, “Hey, why are you establishing navy bases there? Is the air force base for dropping bombs?” This sort of appropriate complaining, and America reciprocating appropriately. Just politics as usual.

This world is maintained through jaw-fighting.

“Hmmm, if that’s the case, there’s only one option.”

If that’s the case, we need to approach it differently.

Anyway, Southern China must be maintained. Specifically, the National Government must somehow be preserved.

If America can’t accept our proposal, we’ll have to take another route.

We have the United Nations.

“Are you thinking about the UN?”

I nodded at Maria II’s words.

“We should go through them. The UN would be useful to employ.”

“In the UN, America will just tell us to resolve it ourselves.”

Right. We’ll exploit that.

“Indeed. Since America has shirked responsibility, this means the Rome Treaty has to adhere to UN laws. That should suffice.”

This would likely be acceptable to Israel.

For the time being, let’s allow China to have some breathing room to soothe any public sentiment.

After all, it must be clear to Israel that it wouldn’t be easy to conquer any land besides Shanghai.

Of course, this doesn’t mean we’re only helping China.

“A little humanitarian aid to both sides would be good.”

On the surface, it would also be a form of support for Israel. We wouldn’t want Israel to feel slighted either.

From Israel’s perspective, they wouldn’t entirely dislike it.

After all, while terraforming is ongoing in the north and fighting in the south, without support requests to the Balhae army, they can only manage defensive warfare.

They can’t keep fighting only in Shanghai forever, hoping someone could mediate for them.

Usually, pride keeps people from letting things go, so sometimes they might hope someone intervenes.

If the UN stepped in to solve it, both Israel and the National Government would benefit.

Especially the National Government would be eager to have us assist like we did during the nuclear incident.

“If I go myself—”

“You should refrain from direct involvement as much as possible.”

Yeah. I know. But, hmm. It’s frustrating.

I feel like there’s something I need to do.

Why is it that if I don’t step in, I feel like something is prickling at me? Yet the thought of taking the lead this time feels wrong.

If it were to be this way, I could have disbanded the Duma and ruled directly.

After all, the Duma is essentially operating to stabilize Russia internally.

Yeah. This time, just sitting back is enough. The Greek situation also resolved itself quite well without me getting involved.

That alone is sufficient.

The more I directly intervene, the less viable the future will be after I’m gone.

I always say, deals like this should be left for the Rome Treaty organization to handle while I still possess some influence.

I want the system to function well without me.

“Well then, let’s at least give Alisa Rosenbaum a hint.”

After all, she’s the Prime Minister. She will understand my words.

Especially since Alisa Rosenbaum is a big fan of mine. That should suffice.

“Shall I convey Your Majesty’s intentions?”

“Sure. Just suggest it lightly, like, ‘How about this?’ Would you mind slipping that into the Duma when you go?”

Upon hearing my words, Maria’s expression turned icy in an instant.

“If that happens, I’ll have a problem.”

“What kind of problem do you have?”

After all, isn’t Maria just a Kremlin spokesperson?

The name Maria has practically become her job title.

What’s the issue with simply following orders?

“First of all, the fact that I’m Your Majesty’s spokesperson is a significant problem. Personally, I believe I should only be involved with Okhrana regarding Kremlin matters.”

“Oh, I see. So because you’ve been around me without doing anything, it’s made you feel envious. That certainly is understandable.”

I had been too naïve about that.

I thought I merely needed someone to convey my words. Maria is indeed in a position to be envied.

“As long as it’s just envy, it’s not an issue.”

“Surely, it’s not like you’re facing threats to your life or anything like that?”

Even so, would anyone dare threaten a spokesperson of the Kremlin?

I don’t think that is the case.

“It’s not completely absent.”

“Is that so? Hmm, that’s a bit concerning.”

Then, well, let’s just communicate through Vladimir.

I called Vladimir over and provided a brief explanation.

From now on, he should transmit my wishes to the Duma in either my place or in his own way.

Even without me enforcing it, the Rome Treaty Headquarters, being an assembly of multinational representatives, tends to function without force.

The problem lies in that within the Rome Treaty Headquarters, Russian votes carry significant weight, so when the Duma submits an agenda, it’s nearly always passed, yet that Duma is essentially a brainless entity.

The cabinet operates smoothly, but in matters of significant inter-state concerns, all responsibilities inevitably fall on me.

“No, Your Majesty, you shouldn’t say that,”

Vladimir said with an incredulous expression, as if he were annoyed. What is he trying to do?

“Even if you’re saying I’m not your successor, at the very least, there should be continuity. You fool.”

If I’m not here, he should know he has to handle things on his own. That’s just basic.

Right now, he’s throwing out this one task for me to handle a bit.

“Well, that might be meaningless. Understood.”

“No. Perhaps I’m too meddling. Let’s put forward this matter and I’ll secretly observe how it unfolds.”

It’s unavoidable. It’s time for the disguised Anastasia to step up.