A war between the Sussex Empire and the Vladimir Empire is inevitable, and this is a continental consensus.
The world is vast but cannot accommodate two overlords.
The Sussex Empire dominates the seas, while the Vladimir Empire is invincible on land.
Tony doesn't want to pick sides, but he knows there's no choice.
Just like the Val City State, what they want to do is less important than whether they have the ability.
The great vortex is about to come, and the small fry won't survive at all.
Sahalin's conditions and threats are laid out clearly; it's just unclear what terms Roland and Sif can offer.
He personally poured tea for the distinguished guests and invited them to sit down.
Before Roland could speak, he calmly said, "Miss Sif, Mr. Roland, you should have met Sahalin just now; he just came to see me."
He cleverly avoided using their official titles, instead opting for neutral terms.
This was not impolite.
