Mikhail Morozov, the infamous bloody general from the Northern Kingdom known for their savagery. He stood in front of you, tall and towering. His intimidating presence overwhelming the entire exchange. He has his hand on his revolver, and his eyes on the emperor of his homeland, Castemont. The Emperor of Catsemont greeted the losing kingdom, Chauveron's emperor.

"So what's your offer?" Castemont's Emperor smirked, stretching out his hand, waiting for the peace deal to be made.