Otto I had genuinely wanted to take on Russia, but the Greek government's top officials had held him back. In the end, he could only swallow his bold declarations.
This left Otto I feeling deeply stifled. He thought everyone around him was a traitor to his country. In his heart, he had already pronounced the death sentence on those bastards—and on every last one of those barbaric Russians, too.
Britain, London.
The Royal Navy's elite force, dispatched to the Atlantic to hunt pirates, had been wiped out. The news left the Earl of Auckland, who had only just been reinstated, in disbelief.
After all, finding so-called pirates on the vast open sea was about as likely as winning the grand prize in a lottery. It was pure mysticism.
If there were a way to locate and annihilate pirates quickly, the British Royal Navy wouldn't have to measure its anti-piracy missions in years.
"Your Highness, the Austrians must have just gotten lucky—"
The Earl of Auckland hadn't finished speaking before Prince Albert rudely cut him off.
"Lucky? Lucky how? Didn't you send out several fleets to different locations to ensure nothing could go wrong?"
The Earl of Auckland was at a loss for words. Before taking office, he had indeed promised that the plan was foolproof.
By all rights, even if the Austrians had been incredibly lucky, they should have been able to destroy only one or two of the fleets at most. As for why the entire force had been wiped out, he had no idea.
"Your Highness! Please give me one more chance! This time, I guarantee there'll be no mistakes. If the Austrian fleet dares to leave the Mediterranean, I'm certain I can wipe it out completely!"
Prince Albert sighed helplessly.
"My lord, you've disappointed me. Do you