Prologue

Okay, I'm playing a Pangaea 60% water map, chieftain, least aggressive AIs. I'm Bismarck, playing against Alexander, Brennus, and Tokugawa. I am the most advanced, but weakest in military strength. In my opinion, Berlin is the best city in the world.

Chapter 1: The Infants.
"Barbossa, Kantos, Cartoune, Lidkon, Adgard, Porone, Hewvard," my domestic advisor told me.
"Is that all?" My military advisor's voice rang out.
"Considering our primitive military, they'll die as soon as they get on the battlefield."

Those names she told were the future Captains of the Warriors of Heidelburg. But right now, those captains are just infants. Heidelburg was a new town I settled deep in Celtic territory. In the future, only one of them will become a general.

"Our treasury is quickly depleating, can you decrease science funding?"
"Okay, decrease it to 50%"
"But then our research is barely adequate"
"Deal with it you leafy-haired freak!"
"Hey, you have leaves in you hair too!"
And that is why I hate council day.