Reincarnated as Nikolai II

Chapter 194 The Alliance is Shutting Down (12)

Naturally, as the Great War stretched from its expected quick resolution into a prolonged conflict of attrition, these organizations evolved rapidly. What began as single departments expanded into full-fledged agencies, and these agencies, driven by wartime necessity, eventually grew to achieve ministry-level status and influence, commanding significant resources and political attention.

Amid this, in 1916.

When the two-front war reached its peak.

Some figures in the British cabinet came to think this way.

"If the war ends like this..."@@@@

"Won't France and Russia divide Europe after Germany disappears?"

"This structure is dangerous!"

It was concern about the post-war structure.

If the Franco-Russian Alliance becomes even stronger through the anti-German war and Germany, which had been restraining French and Russian armies, disappears, they might divide Western and Eastern Europe.

Of course, Britain had become quite friendly with France while roaming the Western Front together, but as always, human nature reveals itself before interests.

As the British Empire was most absorbed in imperialism, they couldn't trust the other two imperialist countries.

At this time, the Petrograd Declaration spread throughout the world.

It couldn't help but be a hypocritical declaration that made one nauseous and break out in skin disease just hearing it, but listening a bit patiently, it seemed like they could draw quite a good picture.

"The Petrograd Declaration is clearly a pan-Slavism, that is, an interventionist justification declaration."

"And the current Tsar has transformed Russia into a more pro-Jewish state than ever."

"Then... Doesn't this mean they can intervene in any country where Jews live?"

Though they know better than anyone that it's obviously not true and impossible, when fitted together, it's not completely nonsensical.

Because Russia was actually openly presenting Balkan intervention based on that justification.

The Secret Intelligence Service was moved by such a series of thoughts from high-ranking cabinet gentlemen and military whispering together.

What they wanted to achieve was simple.

"Then... Shouldn't we just create reasons to hate Russia after the war?"

Legitimate reasons to hate the Russian Empire.

Plausible reasons.

Very valid reasons.

Any metaphor.

Diplomatic rhetoric.

Political language beating around the bush.

None existed here.

Only the Tsar's excessively honest and stark emotions were covering Nicolson.

"Plenipotentiary Ambassador Nicolson."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Sir Arthur Nicolson, Baron Carnock."

"...I'm listening."

"You are the highest diplomatic representative stationed in Petrograd who represents the British Empire, handles all Russia diplomacy, and leads relations between our two countries, correct?"

"That is correct."

"Good, very good..."

Though unsure what was good about it, more than that, Nicolson felt cold sweat running down his whole body even at these simple questions.

His instincts, sharpened through a lifetime rolling through political and diplomatic circles, were screaming.

Something.

Something is coming.

"Depending on your answer here and now, your country's war direction will change."

"Y-Your Majesty-"

"The Protocols of Zion. Did the British Empire create this?"

The Tsar's eyes staring at Nicolson without focus.

His young days of purges that turned the colorless Tsar into the bloody Tsar.

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Those young and red days' eyes.

Were looking at Nicolson.

They were the eyes of a killer observing a target that must be killed.