1724 Baymard! Baymard! Baymard!

With the main agenda out of the way, the host quickly steered the audience towards a new but weak force that was treading on thin ice these days.

Baymard. 

Bam! 

"Those bastards have messed with us for the very last time!" Some angrily spoke, blasting his fist in the slap in front of him.

"Yes, yes! I agree with Holy Kardinal Julius. Can you believe the nerve... the audacity... the effrontery... the guts... the LIVER of those inferiors, daring to lend a saving hand to those who planned to enslave?"

"They disrupted all our plans in Romain, as well as those in Zohl and Pyno. From what I heard, they created some bloody UN thing that promises to come to the rescue of any attacked nation and allies."

"Indeed. It will be impossible for Baynard alone to do all this. It makes sense that it was the hand of all these empires combined."

Everyone thought so too.