"Gentlemen, I am sorry, but after careful deliberation, we have still decided to remain neutral." Antonio Salandra spoke expressionlessly to von Kiderlen-Wächter and Baron Leopold von Berchtold.
Having decided to join the Allied Powers in the war, Italy no longer wished to beat around the bush with Germany and Austria-Hungary, lest they waste any more time.
Von Kiderlen-Wächter and Baron Leopold von Berchtold's expressions immediately turned extremely ugly. Although they had anticipated that, under pressure from Germany and the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the Kingdom of Italy might make such a choice, they had not expected Italy to truly dare do so in such a short time.
Damn it, have the Italians gone mad? They actually dare reject the Empire's Demand. Do they truly intend to become enemies of the Empire? Von Kiderlen-Wächter thought furiously.
"Prime Minister, is this the Kingdom of Italy's final decision? For the sake of our many years as allies, I advise your country to consider this carefully. Once such a decision has been made, your country should know what it means." Von Kiderlen-Wächter said coldly.
"Of course. Of course we know what it means. But your two countries have been pressing the Kingdom of Italy step by step, and we have no choice." Antonio Salandra wore an innocent expression, as though Germany and the Austro-Hungarian Empire were entirely the culprits behind the Kingdom of Italy's choice.
"Very well. Since the Kingdom of Italy has made its own choice, there is no point in saying more. I hope the Kingdom of Italy will not regret today's choice in the future!" Von Kiderlen-Wächter's gaze was icy. He knew that after today, this former ally would become their enemy—and a target they had to bring down.
"Hmph! The Kingdom of Italy will certainly pay the price for today's choice." Baron