Sneaky pulse to 'Grand' Admiral Kaze 'Goddamnit' Dagon

[Muramasa]

As a fair warning to those living in Sydney,
those that harbor with no ill will towards Bretonia,
wielding no weapons and giving no support to any form of insurrection,
you have the choice to kneel to Queen Carina,
and be welcomed as citizens of the Bretonian Empire.

I could rewind and replay your broadcast over, and over again. If only I was able to produce my own Neural Net show, I'd shove your broadcast during the commercials pause!

KNEEL

Splendid, isn't it? Now excuse me while my tone becomes the most appropriate for the Invader of Gran Canaria and Taker of Aland. I don't mean to offend you, for real. I'm sure you and I have pulled almost equally nasty stunts on the poor people of Sirius, and for that I would feel honored if you were still paying attention to me at this point.

I, Muramasa, represent a group of concerned... people over the tragic situation that engulfs Bretonia and some of the treasures it contains. And there is a treasure in particular, one that the Bretonian scientists have been poking with a stick for like, twelve years maybe, without any result. And now that the Gallics have already kicked your door down, we feel that this treasure may be caught in the crossfire sooner or later. And if it breaks, we would feel very, very saddened. And angered at the fact of likely being forced to speak the Gallic language if they maintain the pressure over your capital planet and Newcastle alike.

I can offer Kusari sake, an ace card and perhaps the beginning of a fruitful understanding in exchange of the floating thing in the planet you dub as Darlington. And keep the secrecy about this, would you kindly? I'm hoping to sit down and discuss this matter properly.

Darling-ton, really?

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