A day later before Yamato declared war on the Han Dynasty, Alexander was in his temporary office in the General Staff Building. He was leaning back in his chair, eyes closed as he listened to the sound of paper shuffling. The tennis ball gets crushed between his fingers.
After a few minutes of silence passed, Alex finally opened his eyes and glanced at the papers that were spread out on the desk in front of him. Most of them were documents from each of his ministries containing reports of their weekly progress.
As much as he would like to work on it right away, his mind kept drifting back to a certain matter. The brewing conflict in the Far East. He was thinking if he had made a mistake by doing things too fast like territorial gains. Of course, he had expected Yamato to react, but not this way.