Reincarnated as Nikolai II

Chapter 195 The Alliance is Shutting Down (13)

Nicolson, the veritable veteran of diplomatic circles, didn't stay groggy for long.

"I... don't understand what Your Majesty is saying."

Though he strongly claimed innocence with an expression of true innocence, I gave him no leeway. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

"Though I want to believe you considering our relationship over the past years, just because you don't know doesn't mean it's not the British Empire's doing."

There's no evidence. They wouldn't have been careless enough to leave evidence for such things, and this Jewish-Slavism that spread through Europe like an urban legend would have spread through people's mouths rather than paper.

"As many Jews live in London as here in Petrograd. Though we can't say there's no discrimination at all, they still live as British people today. Would the government of such a country create the Protocols of Zion?"

"...That's right. Who would be trying to pin all responsibility on me and point fingers while harboring Jews themselves."

If Ambassador Nicolson doesn't know about it, there's nothing for me to gain by pressuring him.

Conversely, even if he knew this fact, he wouldn't open his mouth, so it's meaningless to pursue without any evidence.

Whatever the case, without the British Empire speaking first, I don't even have justification in my hands.

However.

This country is Russia, the only absolute monarchist empire that will survive after the war.

"But why do I feel there's a mastermind behind this Jewish-Slavism spreading so quickly through Europe? It's not just thinking with my head, but my heart is already convinced."

This is the country of the Tsar, an absolute ruler incomparable to constitutional monarchs.

"Yes, what's happened has happened and needs to be cleaned up. But how can I clean up this Jewish-Slavism from where I sit?"

"...It will be forgotten with time. Please don't worry about it."

"No. Proof - just as I want you to prove the British Empire's innocence, I too must frontally oppose these Protocols of Zion and Jewish-Slavism for everyone to dismiss it as mere rumor."

And there is one way for me to prove as Tsar.

"End the war."

That is to end the war with my own hands.

"Then the stigma that I started this war, the infamy that I wanted numerous countries to collapse, and the conspiracy theory that I conspired with Jews to dominate the world will disappear."

"Your Majesty!"

"Listen quietly. France will want bloody revenge, and since the United States has joined, you will continue the war. Naturally, this isn't good for alliance relations and will damage the legitimacy of future Russian hegemony."

No separate peace.

Russia must not be isolated.

Western Europe must not end the war comfortably like this.

Germany must be made to collapse enough to be filled with revenge.

Those wishing for their people's wellbeing.

Those wanting to enjoy freedom from persecution and oppression.

"Naturally, I didn't lend my ear to such people. But now, I might become a bit interested."

"...I think Your Majesty has recalled completely unrelated stories."

"Unrelated?"

How could it be unrelated?

"This is an attack. Clear hostility. Yes, it sounds like a declaration of war to me."

"..."

"Actually, don't you inwardly acknowledge it too? That this is your doing?"

Such sophisticated and meticulously calculated hatred cannot spontaneously generate.

Hatred and prejudice don't disappear, but politically weaving them isn't the civilian domain.

"Go back. Go back and tell your country clearly. You can curse me, deny all facts and pretend not to know, but remember this one thing."

With high probability, they will conversely blame us and mock us for falling for such low-grade propaganda.

However, eventually they will know.

"You started it first."

Who they turned into an enemy.

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"You were very emotional today."

"I know."

"It wasn't like you. Different from how you always kept your words and actions heavy."

"Tsk, Count. Didn't I say I know?"

"I apologize."

Seeing how even Count Fredericks' calm tone sounded like sarcasm, I couldn't help but acknowledge my own mistake.

'...I didn't need to make threats.'

Just showing displeasure would have been enough.

I could have ended it by speaking indirectly while extracting something else or doing the same propaganda back.

However, crucially, I didn't know my ego had grown so large.@@@@