CH 15

This is unexpected. 

It’s totally unexpected. 

I never thought that the ambassadors we sent to the countries of the Eastern Continent would be killed, leaving only one person sent to the Barka Kingdom… 

Once this happens, we can no longer afford to bother with the continent to the west. We need to put all of our National Power into the East… 

That day, I was working in the Führer’s office as usual. Look, we’ve got a lot of ground to cover in terms of aircraft development, don’t we? 

It’s a measure for the Elves. If you are militarily disadvantaged, it will affect your discussions… 

Anyway, I was busy with various things, such as pushing the development of new fighter planes to the major domestic heavy engineering firms and requesting the Navy to build an aircraft carrier. 

At such a busy time, suddenly an official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs burst into the room and said, “Your Excellency, the ambassador has been killed.” 

I was shocked. 

Because I was the one who ordered the ambassador to be sent. People died because of my orders. 

I felt a pain in my chest, but I am Eryutheia now, so I had to do my job as Führer, so I asked him which ambassador he had sent to the country had been killed. 

“All but the ambassador sent to the Balka Kingdom.” 

I was so shocked by the answer. 

Almost all of them. 

I almost collapsed. If Ayame-san had not supported me, I might have really collapsed. 

Of course, I was dealing with Beastkin, Dark Elves, and other strange races that I couldn’t exactly understand, and I had considered the possibility that we might not be able to have a proper discussion. 

But can you imagine them coming to kill us before we even have a chance to talk? 

Even the Yakuza and North Korea are a bit more rational. 

“And so, our country has failed to establish diplomatic relations with all nations except the Balka Kingdom. My apologies, Your Excellency. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not competent enough.” 

Inside the Conference room. As usual, the Imperial Meeting is held there. 

There was a bald old man who bowed to me. He must be from the Minister of Foreign Affairs. And similarly, Mr. Crewcut also bows his head. 

“I am truly sorry that our Navy also failed to escort them. We could not imagine that they would so easily resort to killing the ambassador before we could even have a dialogue…” 

Yeah, I understand. 

That’s normal. No sane person would imagine that a state-level organization would suddenly start killing each other. 

“Please raise your heads, both of you are not to blame. If there was a problem, it was my fault.” 

……Well, I was the one who told them to send the ambassador. I demanded the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to send them as soon as possible in order to accomplish the establishment of diplomatic relations as soon as possible. 

“But now we are effectively at war with them. Your Excellency.” 

“The Prime Minister is right. It can’t be helped, let’s show that our elite army can overcome this national crisis.” 

The Prime Minister looked serious, and Mr. Bald Glasses of the Army looked somewhat excited. 

Well, if there is a war, it seems like it would be easy to win. Previous research has shown that the Eastern Continental States are only capable of the level of medieval magical civilization. 

There are no rumors of flying monsters like the Elves, and if we were to clash with them, our forces, equipped with modern weapons that have superior range and firepower, would have an overwhelming advantage. 

I mean, there are stories about beastkin being unable to use magic. 

But… 

“As for me, I don’t really want to start a war. What do you think, Prime Minister?” 

“That’s… Perhaps it is because Her Excellency is too kind. To show mercy on an enemy who committed such atrocious deeds, I wonder if it’s truly wonderful to have the same kindness…” 

“Ah, well, I’m not trying to be merciful or anything…” 

Don’t you feel pity for killing them, or it’s sad that there will be casualties in our army in the war, right? 

But whether that is at the top of the list of reasons why I don’t want to go to war is a totally different story… 

I hate war, purely because it is going in a direction that is completely 180 degrees different from the national strategy I had envisioned. 

I hate war. 

To be precise, I hate ‘fighting in the war’. 

When I understood the general state of the Eastern Continent, there was no such thing as ‘Yamato Empire going to war wielding its own army’ within the plans that I had made in my mind. 

It is diplomacy in one, diplomacy in two, diplomacy in three, diplomacy in four, and diplomacy in five. 

Using Triangular diplomacy, we will develop markets and improve the food situation while getting along and trading with everyone. Once we can afford it, we will play around with the balance of power on the continent by exporting weapons and making a fortune by starting wars as we wish. 

Our country interferes with the East Continent from outside the continent with its money and industrial power and takes only the tasty bits without going deep. 

This is the golden pattern that requires the least amount of effort, does not cause so much resentment, and earns the most money. 

Within Rasbata, I wonder how much money I have made through this method. 

In fact, the other player said “80% of wars that happen in our server were caused by that ‘Art College Dropout Brikas'” as much as I was told, I was inciting a lot of war. 

War is just an exhausting thing to do on your own. If discussion and deception can solve the problem, then it’s the best way to solve the problem. 

So I don’t want to fight. 

“Eryu-san. This world is different from the one we know. There are races with fundamentally different genes, and they are in an almost never-ending conflict…” 

“I know, Ayame-san.” 

But this world is a tough place. It doesn’t seem to work the way I want it to. 

This never happened when I was on Earth. Because all the intelligent life on Earth was only human. 

Different religions, different nationalities, different cultures, and different ethnic groups. 

Even with those differences, at the root, we are all the same humans. Someday we will be able to understand and be able to interact with each other. 

No matter how much we kill each other, even after everything has been burned down, we can still resolve it through discussion. 

And it was the same in Rasbata. No, since most of the players were Japanese, so more often than diplomacy in the real world, it was resolved through discussion. 

Therefore, ‘diplomacy’ is a big card to play. 

But that’s not possible in this world. 

Chimpanzees and Humans are not the same. They can’t even communicate with each other. Because they are fundamentally different creatures. 

It is the same for Humans and Elves, Humans and Beastkin. 

We’re different from them. It cannot be the same. In that case, there is no choice but to continue fighting endlessly until one of them dies out. 

Words are meaningless, and diplomacy is unnecessary. Now, let’s go to war. 

It is the fate of the pitiful creature called humanity, which cannot tolerate differences from others. 

Then what should we do? 

But if we can’t get through with the discussion… there is only one answer. 

“We have no choice but to make our Yamato Empire the world order of this world. Isn’t that right, Ayame-san?” 

“Yeah, that’s what I’m saying. Even if we’re of different races, even if we can’t understand each other forever, we can still understand the language of ‘violence’.” 

If you cannot communicate with words, speak with your fists. 

Beat them and makes them do what you say, and if that doesn’t work, make them sleep forever. 

That’s what I’m talking about. 

We need enough food to feed our 120 million subjects and a vast market where we can take advantage of our enormous industrial strength. 

It is of course not enough to have just one Balka Kingdom. It seems that the population of the Balka Kingdom is only about 40 million people… 

If there were a billion or so of these people, it would have been enough of a market to fill the bellies of our country’s giant factories. 

If they don’t provide us with what we want, then… the only way for the Empire to survive is to use force. 

Now that I am Eryutheia, I have to make those decisions. 

“Now… I hereby order the Imperial Army and Navy. From now on, our Empire will be at war with the nations of the opposing races. This is a war to protect the Empire and the future of the human race.” 

The soldiers straighten their backs in response to my declaration. 

“I urge all of you to work even harder.” 

……I hope the people will not be outraged by this decision. 

I know what’s going on in this other world, but the people who are under information control may not know what’s going on. 

Because many of them still don’t even realize that their countries are in another world. 

To avoid confusion, we didn’t want to tell them anything about our otherworldly transition until we could get food from other countries. 

Can I? 

At this stage, can I explain everything to the people… that’s when they find out that they thought they were fighting the final war but instead, they were at war with a strange alien race in another world. 

War after war. 

The current food and economic situation are in a dire strait. 

Now, how do you see this? I don’t think the people will have a favorable impression of us. 

In Japan, it would be at least as bad as the resignation of the entire cabinet. 

Can’t we somehow deceive them with a speech or something? 

Rise up, people! That kind of feeling.