The Kaiser receives a call on his phone, which he quickly answers. His face goes from rather content, to pale, to completely enraged in the span of a short few seconds. He speaks to the other end of the line in rapid-fire German, almost barking orders at the other end of the phone. "Mobilisieren die Flotten, bekommen die Armee in Bewegung, ich will dass kleine Nation ausgelöscht."

The Kaiser hangs up the phone, turning to the French President. "Celatoro just declared war on Prussia, The Belkan States, and the Greater Roman Republic. This is not exactly what I was expecting to see today..."


Weiss sighs. "Can you please clean your mouth out?"