"And there was a droop, from a diplomat we nostalgic for, and the movement of the southern Pram kingdom is suspicious. Looks like we're rallying troops along the border. Perhaps a third princely McClane diplomat moved a lot to show his actions."

Ain keeps talking.

"Are you going to involve McClane's kid, even the Kingdom of Plum, and work with the Beasts to crush the Dixons and the Canaans ⁉? No, were you going to make it a force of conspiracy before that? Was the commander of the southern army his faction? That's not good."

Patrick squeaks as he puts his hand on his forehead.

"What will you do?

"In the meantime, the King's Capital will leave it to General Simon and Wayne and the others, and I'll fly south! If you don't restrain the Kingdom of Plum, if you get pinched, take His Royal Highness Prince William, no, you're already His Majesty William! It will be tough to protect Your Majesty! Koch should be on his way here right now, I'll leave it to Mirko!

When Patrick tells Ain,

"Then, as soon as Lord Mirko arrives, I will convey your instructions."

And Ain asked.

"Assuming I'm a nose mixer, tell him to move!

Patrick says,

"Ha! I mean, that's an extremely bad version."

And Ain said,

"No, I'm usually the attacking version, though?

And Patrick in the face about what you're talking about.

"Huh?"

And to Ein, who listened back,

"Huh?"

And Patrick listening back.

"When the hall is singing a nose song, it's pretty eggy though? I don't know, merciless or something."

to Ain's words that

"I'm just singing my nose so I don't have to think about it. To act properly."

And, is that Patrick you gave back,

"I mean unconscious extreme evil, right? If you're unconscious, you're not nice, so I thought you'd be extremely evil and fit."

And Ein, who insists on being extremely evil and definitely.

Well, okay, give it up, Patrick,

"Well, I'll take care of it anyway."

And I told Ain.

Copy that, sir.

"And what about the Abbott Border House in the north? Any movement?"

"I haven't been able to get in touch with Abbott Borderline House yet, nor do I seem to be making any noticeable moves"

to Ein's report,

"Lord Ryan's wife, Mr. Closia, is the sister of that McClane kid."

"Is it possible to move?

"Since Lord Abbott is here, I don't think I would betray you about Master Closia, but I can't say that there isn't one. I guess I'll have to follow one way or the other. Abbott, run the border house with the unfamiliar."

"Understood."