London, Great Britain
Lord Frederick Spencer sits on the chair beside where Sir Mark Bawell is seating. Lord Spencer nods with Sir Bawell in which is replied by also a nod.
"Hah... you really called me immediately after my meeting with His Majesty, King William... you are really heartless to make a tired man come here..."
"It is just because the situation becomes more urgent that I need your cooperation."
"Is it about the German naval expansion?" Lord Spencer asks.
"Yes, it is about that."
"Those Teutons really think that they can swim... Hah, I can only imagine the future them as wet chickens. I can't wait to see."
Lord Spencer curses the German Empire's plan to expand their naval capabilities, they are already third in the world regarding to fleet tonnage and powerful navies, expanding their navy only means that they are planning to replace and compete with the
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