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Parilisa was on fire with the exciting prospect of war. Not that its people were a particularly violent race, far from it; it was simply the chance to fight fascism which the once oppressed citizens were happy about. Posters for army recruitment blazed upon the walls of official buildings, flags hung from every window and outside every meeting place. Military parades were being organised in nearly every city. The President went into it all with such passion that he seemed almost inhuman; he was organising recruitment, advertisement, and parades and giving speeches on the radio and television. It seemed slightly odd to be so glad at the outbreak of a global conflict, but the feeling was sticking in the atmosphere of the Republic.

“Citizens of the Republic!” proclaimed Klein on one radio broadcast. “Four years ago we paid our price to break the bonds of fascism in Parilisa. In the streets of this city the greatest young men and women who have ever lived laid down their lives for us, the fields and soil of Parilisa became the altar upon which we laid our many sacrifices. But whilst we may have freed this one state, fascism still stalks and hunts in the far flung corners of this supposedly civilised planet. The battle to free Parilisa is long since over, but the battle to free the world is just beginning!”

This was a World War, an international conflict on a huge scale, and it would be foolish of Parilisa to take no part in it. As Prime Minister Hugo Parl declared in Parliament-“This free and egalitarian democracy cannot afford to have its name absent from the history books of the future. Must our descendants look back and say “Why did they not fight here, when they professed to believe in ultimate freedom? Was their hypocrisy so great?”? I tell you, learned members of Parliament, that we cannot do such a thing to the pride and honour of our nation. Let us fight fascism!”

Meanwhile the Generals of Parilisa were rejoicing; more money was being directed into the military, which had slowly become decrepit and barely funded for the past three years. Now the creation of the Republican Legion for “volunteer” soldiers, soldiers who had joined to fight fascism, meant the army was receiving a well needed restructure.

All in all, Parilisa was gripped by an excited atmosphere …for the time being. For who knew what may occur now they had joined this war? Who could foresee the potentially disastrous consequences?

“What the hell has he done that for?” exclaimed President Klein, reading the paper which lay before him. It was a photocopy of the signed confession for one of the most dastardly crimes in Parilisa’s history, and it threatened to destroy the right wing alliance in Parliament.

“What is it?” asked his secretary. She moved a little closer, peering over his shoulder at the secret document.

“Kapper…” said Klein, his words were slow as his shock was evident. “…has confessed to killing the King!”

The former king of Parilisa, Heinrich, had been imprisoned since the revolution. For nearly half a decade the fascist, conservative and monarchist parties had continued to regard him as their monarch and had strived to have him freed. Two months ago he had broken out of prison, assisted by an unknown entity, before turning up brutally murdered a few weeks later. Wolfgang Kapper, head of the Monarchist Coalition in Parliament, was a distant relation of the royal family and through the death of Heinrich he became rightful heir-in-exile. His reason for the murder was understandable, but what was his motivation for confessing? Last month Kapper had been arrested for leading a terrorist group and he was now in prison; perhaps he felt he had nothing to loose? But would he do this to himself, discredit himself before his allies in Parliament, when he knew they were his only chance of ever being set free?

“This is…” Klein mumbled. The paper shook in his hands as they trembled uncontrollably.

“Perfect!” exclaimed Christina, the pretty secretary.

***

“It comes to my attention, my good ladies and gentlemen of Parliament,” Klein said, his voice loud enough to carry across the Parliamentary hall. “That the former leader of the right-wing coalition, Wolfgang Kapper, has, from the confinement of his prison cell, made a confession.”

“Oh, what lies have they wrangled from him now?” muttered the temporary right-wing leader, Cardinal Salieri.

“This is a copy…” Klein held up the paper. “ Of the signed document with which Kapper confesses his part in the murder of the previously imprisoned Heinrich Rex*.”

“What?” exclaimed Salieri, leaping to his feet. “This is outrageous!”

“Nevertheless, my good Cardinal, the evidence is clear for all to see.” Klein looked him in the eye with a firm and frightening glare.

Behind Salieri the leader of the Fascist Party, who were more loyal to Kapper than the king and who hated Salieri and the church, was standing up.

“To be fair to Mr Kapper, though not to condone the killing, it is barely a remarkable happening in a bloody history of monarchism.”

“That is a stupid thing to say!” shouted the Monarchist leader, now on his feet as well. “You can’t suggest that a true monarchist could kill the monarch? Yet that is what Kapper claimed to be! We have been betrayed my brothers!”

As one the entire right-wing coalition seemed to be on their feet, squabbling and shouting. Salieri tried helplessly to organise his comrades, red in the face due to the whole indignity of it. There were ripples of laughter from the left-wing members of Parliament. Klein was grinning; the confession had damned the fascists. The alliance would crumble now and fascism would no longer have a powerful voice in Parliament. There was no longer any presence to protest about the war against fascism.

*Rex is the surname used to distinguish the royal family in Parilisa by people who do not wish to use the term “king” or the name of the royal household.

TO: PARILISIA
FROM: THE PEOPLES EMPIRE OF RALKOVIA

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Emperor Raskov XIC

Should Parilisia get involved in the GWO-Stoklomolvi war Ralkovia will intervene. Ralkovia has seen Parilisia as a threat to the end of this war and Ralkovia will neutralize that threat with an appropriate amount of high explosives.

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To: President Klein, Parilisia
CC: PM Hugo Parl, Parilisia
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Re: Air Force

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