335 Going Offensive

In the bridge deck of the Burnyi Class Destroyer. Alexander was staring at the telegraph papers transmitted by the Command Ops.

"Seriously?" Alexander chuckled stiffly, his hand clenched, crumpling the papers slightly. "Basically everyone at Europa declared war on the Ruthenia Empire."

"Your Majesty, what should we do?" Sevastian asked a nervous expression etched on his face. He didn't expect that this was the ultimate plan of the Black Hand, to crush the last emperor in Europa, which is Alexander. Once he was gone, then it would be considered a success for the Black Hand, ultimately leading them to control the world.