I Became the Last Princess of the Brown Bear Kingdom

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**Near Tehran, Iran**

The Greek Army had to face Zhukov long before they could enter Tehran.

Since it was directly sent by the Tsar of Russia, they couldn’t just dismiss it.

However, today’s visit was something they had to take seriously.

“Not you again?”

Zhukov glared at Papagos, clearly in a foul mood.

“I thought you were satisfied with Baghdad?”

They should have been satisfied with Baghdad, so why were they all the way in Tehran?

Despite that, Zhukov harbored some respect for Greece.

Their weapons were impressive, and surprisingly, Greece had been pushing back the Middle Eastern coalition army for months.

They truly lived up to being the successor of the Eastern Roman Empire that shattered the red Roman army under the heavens.

Of course, apart from that, it was undeniable that he disliked their rampant behavior.

No matter how intentional, weren’t they ignoring the warnings a bit too much?

“I saw that Iraq was devastated on the way here.”
“Hahaha! The Iraqi-Iranian coalition couldn’t withstand the advance of our Greek army.”

That wasn’t meant as a compliment, yet he spoke so boastfully, lost in his own arrogance.

With that hearty laugh, could it be that he still hadn’t come to his senses?

“Is it just me, or are you completely ignoring that all your equipment came from our Rome Treaty weapons? Do you really think this war is a solo affair for Greece?”

That was not the case.

Papagos turned his head away in an effort to hide his embarrassment.

He had been a little too smug because he was having fun.

“Ahem, this is a war of the Rome Treaty. I’m trying to ensure the Tsar faces as little discomfort as possible.”
“Thanks to that, we’re even deploying troops to maintain order and security in the cities your country has plundered, as well as assisting with food distribution and urban reconstruction.”
“It seems we’ve bothered you quite a bit.”

Couldn’t he stop laughing yet?

Of course, everyone knew it was all part of the tsar’s plan, but still, this behavior from Papagos was too disgraceful.

What did he think of people?

“Our Tsar has been threatened with assassination five times by anti-Rome terrorists ever since he started distributing aid to the Greek army.”

To put it mildly, five times, but if we called out the Iraqi and Iranian remnants that came in between, it would be over ten.

“What. What did you say?”

Papagos shrank back for a moment.

He was almost assassinated five times? Then, wasn’t that the fault of the Greek army?

It meant blaming Greece for the Tsar almost dying.

As reality hit Papagos, his eyes widened in shock, and Zhukov spoke up nervously.

“This is your second warning. Enough already. If you ignore this second warning as well, it will be considered an act against the Rome Treaty. Greece will face due consequences.”
“Consequences?”

Russia plans to take action? What kind of action?

Greece is a member state of the Rome Treaty Organization. Is Greece even just any country? It’s practically the mainland of ancient Rome.

“Though Greece is a member of the Rome Treaty, we’ve tolerated things thus far, but our mother Tsar has faced danger multiple times. The Tsar has mentioned that Greece could be used as a testing ground for future weapons. For instance, 250,000 soldiers can be turned towards Greece. That’s what we’re saying.”

In short, they intend to beat Greece up.

Papagos gulped at that remark.

“Isn’t that excessive?”
“Rather than just marching into the capital and taking it, you insisted on wreaking havoc everywhere, making it bothersome for us and wasting useless budgets. And yet, does Greece have anything to say about it?”

Indeed, they were consuming an extraordinary amount of budget.

Since Greece had blown everything up and destroyed it, the Rome Treaty had to take responsibility for its reconstruction.

Where would the budget for that come from? It comes from the national budgets of all the European powers.

Greece was essentially stuffing British money, Russian money, Danube money, German money into the reconstruction costs of the Middle East.

Could this be all? Where does the money for the weapons Greece is using come from?

It was only natural that Greece should have no retorts.

“That’s it.”
“Do you really think this war can be fought with Greece’s strength?”

That’s definitely not possible. Greece’s strength alone is absolutely insufficient.

How could Greece possibly come to Iraq and Iran?

Even the war with Italy became possible later on thanks to support from the Rome Treaty.

Papagos swallowed dryly.

The way they were talking was awakening his sense of reality more and more.

“Face reality. Though a member of the Rome Treaty, we have endured so far, but at this rate, Greece can be expelled from it.”

Expulsion from the Rome Treaty Organization.

For Greece to be expelled from Rome, what would that mean?

Even North Africa had become a partner nation, and Greece had distanced itself from the Roman mainland.

“Be careful now.”

It shouldn’t just end with a mere caution.

At this point, Zhukov could trample Greece to showcase that the Rome Treaty had been considerate towards them for Iraq and Iran.

After all, when weighing the Middle East against Greece, the Middle East should take precedence.

Greece was originally part of the Rome Treaty Organization, and Greece could never leave the Rome Treaty Organization voluntarily.

If they were to just stay quiet, that would be enough. Don’t overstep your bounds.

You are not the true Hellenistic Empire.

“Directly apologize to our mother Tsar and the Kings of Iraq and Iran.”

Suddenly, he demands an apology?

“The Tsar will accept it, but Iraq and Iran…”

Having beaten them thoroughly, and they still looked down on Iraq and Iran.

Yet, to apologize to two weaker nations than the Greek army? This was a matter of pride.

Regardless, Zhukov sternly spoke again, unlike before.

“I am here with full authority delegated to me. If this continues, I may have to bring the Greek king before me.”

In other words, he would pressure Greece to bring the Greek king directly here.

Papagos might be pushing Greece into a corner through his own actions.

“…Understood.”

To think they would be asked to apologize to the leader of a country they had plundered up to now.

Papagos wanted to say one thing but held back.

Regardless, they would be busy rebuilding Iraq and Iran because of Greece. That much was true, and he couldn’t recklessly put his country in danger.

The problem was, judging by what the Tsar said now, it would be hard for Greece to gain any interests afterward.

Britain had already gained stakes in Arabian oil. If the Greek army fought at the forefront like this and gained nothing, it wouldn’t be a good situation.

Zhukov almost laughed out loud at the scene.

Seriously, they should have played it smart. Sure, the Tsar’s mother laid out the plan, but ultimately, wasn’t it the Greek army that took on the tasks not instructed?

But unfortunately, the Tsar’s mother seemed to still be inclined to show mercy to these Greeks.

“Well, I’ll treat them with as much leniency as possible. If they want to earn credit, they should try elsewhere. After all, Iraq and Iran are major countries in the Hellenistic Federation, so maybe make an effort in a different field.”

Try a different field, you say?

At that, Papagos revved up his brain.

Iraq and Iran wouldn’t do. So, what other accomplishments could be sought?

Looking outside the box, wasn’t Afghanistan another option?

Wasn’t Afghanistan also one of the countries to be conquered?

Afghanistan was genuinely part of the Hellenistic Empire’s territory, and although Iraq and Iran were its center, conquering Afghanistan wouldn’t be a bad idea either.

If this much were done, the Tsar of Russia would surely forgive them.

“Thank you.”

Papagos nodded with difficulty.

Putting aside the apology, if they were to reach Afghanistan, they would gain much.

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The hoped-for news finally arrived.

It seemed the Greeks had finally bent.

It looked like Papagos earnestly asked Zhukov to relay his message to me.

The problem was these guys, when I specifically told them not to touch Iraq and Iran, naturally chose somewhere else.

“Greece has moved north and is heading towards Afghanistan.”

I nodded at Drozdovsky’s words.

They are doing exactly what I hoped for.

Even though Greece has unnecessarily become aggressive, I’m pleased.

I don’t get what these foolish people are thinking, attacking somewhere else when I clearly told them not to touch it.

Sure, there are many other options. They could help in reconstructing Iraq and Iran. Still, I appreciate that they are moving the way I want them to.

“Those crazy fools.”
“Your Majesty, under the request of Faisal II, the Rome Treaty peacekeeping forces have parked in Iraq for the time being.”

We’ve notified the Americans that we will use the Rome Treaty Army as peacekeeping forces.

The United States was busy dealing with Eastern Japan anyway, and since this was originally our territory, they simply expressed concern without further interference.

A perfect scenario had unfolded.

Would it be good to take charge whenever such incidents occur in the future?

“Hmm. How are the reactions from the Iraqis?”
“Not particularly strong opposition.”

That’s good. There shouldn’t be any backlash.

After all, I have become their Allah, so if there were any objections, it would be a sign of a guilty conscience.

“If the Qasim faction collapses, we need to fill the position of the new Iraq with Faisal II and the royal guard forces. Please handle that matter as well.”

We will fill it with pro-Rome forces.

Without abolishing Islam, it’s also important to appropriately support it to foster pro-Rome forces within Islam.

If we generously fill them with money at this peaceful time, isn’t it reasonable to assume they will be fine?

After all, the current state of the Middle East is largely due to America.

If we sincerely take care of them here while merely extracting oil, what could they possibly say to us?

“Yes. For now, we will fill the ranks with pro-Rome forces and send out those from the White Army who are of Iraqi descent.”
“That’s fortunate. Then, I should deliver this news personally all the way to Tehran.”

Greece is remarkably helpful.

Going to Tehran, saying “Oops, we’re sorry!” while sincerely comforting Pahlavi II and giving him money and other goodies.

“We also need to think about the possibility that the King of Pahlavi might not accept it.”
“Then we’ll deal with that as it comes.”

We can’t just sweep over Iran, can we?

And we can’t use force either, so we must threaten them appropriately, but based on history, they’re unlikely to disregard our suggestion.

Who would dare ignore an offer of massive financial aid? No matter how furious the feelings are, in the adults’ world, financial therapy is the best.

No matter how much you’re the enemy of one’s parents, if you apologize while giving several billion, how many would refuse?

Yes. And let’s also take care of the mosque.

We can distribute some money to Islam to keep it from corrupting and then paint it in our color.

“Make sure to take care of the mosque as well.”

The important thing is to ensure that extremists don’t dominate.

If we want the Pahlavi King’s westernization policy to succeed completely, we need to play the role of a money tree.

I personally visited Iran as the envoy representative.

Upon hearing that I was coming, Pahlavi II came out to greet me, looking like he was genuinely welcoming me.

The flags of the Rome Treaty Organization and Iran were flying together.

Of course, the citizens’ reactions weren’t as enthusiastic as Americans, like those under a hypnosis app, but for the most part, they were positive, attributed to the Greek army’s invasion.

Surprisingly, the city was holding up well.

“They’re really welcoming me.”
“They consider that thanks to us, they could drop Prime Minister Mohammed Mossadegh, who has taken an anti-Rome stance.”

Mossadegh must not have been well-liked.

Still, isn’t it a bit much to welcome so warmly when there’s an organization behind the invading forces?

“We need to get the oil nationalization canceled as well.”
“It seems we can already tell how Pahlavi II will respond.”

Just looking at his bright face shows he is likely to help us.

I smiled as kindly as I could, just as I had planned.

I wore a smile that any Russian would enjoy.

“Thank you for such a warm welcome. I am the Tsarina Anastasia of Russia.”

Pahlavi II’s family approached awkwardly, surprised by my smile.

Of course, it would be so since the ultimate boss of the invading army was smiling so brightly in front of them; how absurd would it be from Pahlavi’s perspective?

Regardless, I genuinely greeted Pahlavi’s family as if I didn’t know anything.

“As the rumors say, you are incredibly young.”
“Indeed! This kind of response seems normal.”

Faisal II’s reaction was overly nonchalant, which was a bit boring.

On the contrary, Pahlavi II’s reaction was so taken aback, it was pleasing.

“I am indeed a saint.”
“Ahem. It’s an honor to meet the Roman Emperor. Please, allow me to escort you.”

Pahlavi II personally led me to their prime minister’s residence.

This perhaps wasn’t originally where the king would stay, but merely the prime minister’s residence goes to show he must have some authority as well.

Well, in that case, there’s no need to hide anything.

“I dislike beating around the bush, so I’ll be straightforward. Greece’s invasion of the Middle East was a mistake.”
“A mistake, you say.”
“The original intent in deploying the Rome Treaty Army was to normalize the Arabian Peninsula. I was planning to propose something related to the Islamic-Hellenism Federation for Iraq and Iran, but these foolish people mistook it for an attack and advanced.”

“Then, was it not the intention of the Rome Treaty?”

Oh, no, it wasn’t.

And indeed, those Greeks declared themselves as the new Hellenistic army.

What a bunch of delusional idiots.