"Did Kaiser really say that?" asked a stout old man sitting in an office chair upstairs.
He wore glasses and appeared quite refined, but despite his scholarly appearance, his sharp and savvy nature was evident. It was none other than Brandon Nielson, Talonia's president.
"Yes..." the old man respectfully responded. "And he said these words in a very angry tone. It seems that his patience has truly reached its limit."
"Limits?" Brandon dismissively remarked, "Humans have no limits, or rather, I want to see where his limits lie. just leave him be, and don't bother with him... Does he really think that threats will work? It's laughable. He talks about fighting to the bitter end, but I'd love to see how he plans to do that. Hahaha!"
The old man appeared hesitant and, after some thought, said, "Mr. President, shouldn't you reconsider? With a major conflict approaching, we don't need to provoke Kaiser. If he decides to target us during the final battle for personal reasons, it could cost us dearly. It might be better to at least maintain a facade of harmony with him."
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