After the Balkan League was fully established in July, the nations were actively preparing for war against the weakened Ottoman Empire, with which Italy was now at odds. Eder also temporarily put aside his domestic work and paid attention to the current situation in the Balkans, which surprised Prime Minister Brettianu, who has always lacked power in his hands.

On September 24, 1912, Eder was discussing the war between Italy and the Ottoman Empire with the chief of the guard, Calust, in the crown prince's own office.

"Now that Italy occupies Rhodes, Kos and the Dodecanese Islands, which are very close to the Ottoman Empire, I believe that these Ottomans will soon be overwhelmed."

Eder, who was sitting in the back chair, knew that the chief of guard was talking about Italian naval operations.

Now the war against the Ottoman Empire Italy has completely overspent, and the cost of 800,000 lira has risen to 1 million per month, but it still has not brought these local Arabs to its knees, and now Italy occupies the islands near the Ottoman Empire, hoping to bring this sick man of the Near East to its knees first.

"Even if the Ottomans give in, the local Arabs in Libya will give them a headache." Eder spoke out of Italy's baggage in the war.

He's right, historically. After the Italian-Turkish War, Italian control over most of the territory remained ineffective in the Libyan region until 1920. The punitive campaign of appeasement waged by the Italian army under the command of Generals Petro Badogglio and Rodolfo Graziani was turned into a brutal repression and bloody act. The Libyan resistance was interrupted until the execution of the rebel leader Omar Mukhtar on September 15, 1931.

Just as Edel and the chief of the guard were discussing the course of the Italian-Turkish war, one of the guards walked in to report it. "Your Highness, Foreign Minister Barnoske asks for a meeting."

"Ask him to come in." Edel spoke to the guard.

"Your Highness, I'll get out of the way," Calust, the chief of the guard, asked Eder for instructions.

"Go ahead."

As Edel told him, the chief of the guard saluted and walked out of the crown prince's office,

Foreign Minister Barnosque has been busy lately, and at a time of tension in this situation, his job is to coordinate relations with the Balkan countries. Although Romania was now more Allied, it still had good relations with the Balkans, and he was busier than usual. If you come to the crown prince at such a time, then there must be something very important.

Sure enough, the Barnoske Foreign Minister, after saluting the crown prince, said the important news he brought. "Your Highness, Bulgaria has sent a message that the countries have negotiated an ultimatum to the Ottoman Empire on October 4, asking him to grant autonomy to Macedonia and Thrace."

After listening to Foreign Minister Barnosk's words, Eder picked up the pen on the table and began to play with it, his mind racing to think about the impact on Romania. Foreign Minister Barnosque stood quietly waiting for the Crown Prince's instructions. For a while, the office was quiet, and only the clock on the wall could be heard ticking and ticking.

Edel thought about it for a while before putting down his pen and stating his decision. "Send a telegram to Bulgaria saying that we will declare a state of war against the Ottoman Empire three days after they declare war."

Hearing the crown prince's decision, Foreign Minister Barnosque leaned over and replied. "Yes, Your Highness. I'm going to send a message to Bulgaria about our decision. “

Barnosque turned to leave, but Eder called out to him as if he had suddenly remembered something.

"Wait"

Barnosque asked, turning around. "Your Highness still has something to do?"

Faced with Barnosk's inquiry, Edel asked gloomily. "What has His Excellency the Prime Minister been doing lately."

Faced with the crown prince's face, Barnoske replied cautiously and truthfully. "Prime Minister Brettianu has recently been promoting the construction of the hospital, and he has asked his subordinates about the current situation in the Balkans."

Hearing Barnosque's answer, Eder replied. "Go down."

The foreign minister walked out cautiously, and when he walked outside the door, Barnoske let out a long breath, and his heart was much more relaxed, he knew the purpose of the crown prince's questioning, and he could only bury it in his heart.

In the office, Edel himself sighed, only a few years to feel the temptation of power, and now he has begun to become obsessed with this feeling, it seems that people are indeed selfish animals.

With a sigh, Eder got up to see his father, King Carol I, who was 73 years old. Eder walked out of his office and down the hallway to his father, Carol's house, where he saw his old father sitting by the window, watching his mother, Queen Elizabeth, and his wife, Sophie Marie, having afternoon tea in the garden, while the steward Edri stood beside him and served. Edel stopped Edri from trying to alert the king, and walked over to him and whispered.

"Father."

Hearing the crown prince's call, Carol I turned his head and asked. "Eder is you, what's the matter?"

The years have left a deep mark on the Romanian ruler, and in just a few years, King Carol has gone from a still majestic ruler to an old man who is old and enjoying his old age, and the current King Carol is full of wrinkles and gray hair.

Seeing his father's appearance, Eder still needs to take his decision to him. "Father, the Balkan countries have decided to issue an ultimatum to the Ottoman Empire on October 4, demanding autonomy for Macedonia and Thrace, and I have decided to declare war on the Ottoman Empire as well, three days after the declaration of war on Bulgaria."

Hearing his son's decision, King Carol muttered. "I didn't expect the Ottoman Empire to have declined to such a point, I think that when we became independent in Romania, we still needed the help of the Russian army to do it, and now we have developed for so many years, the Ottomans still have not changed much, it seems that this time the Ottoman Macedonia and Thrace regions are going to be divided. I just don't know if these countries will fight again because of the land they have seized. “

It seems that King Carol is weakened, but his brain is still so flexible, and he can see the hidden dangers in the Balkan alliance at a glance.

"If they really fight because of the uneven sharing of the accounts, we in Romania will have a chance." Edel also spoke his mind.

Upon hearing his son's thoughts, the gray-haired King Carol felt that Eder now possessed the basic qualities of a king.

He praised Eder with satisfaction. "That's a good idea, I'm a little interested in hearing your thoughts right now."

Hearing that his father wanted to hear it, Edel spoke his mind. "Father, that's what I think........."

Seeing that the crown prince and the king were talking about private matters, the chief Edri quietly went out, closed the door and waited outside, so as not to disturb the king and his son.

Receiving the telegram from Romania, Bulgaria began to mobilize its troops along the border with the Ottoman Empire, and the other Balkan allies were doing the same.

On October 4, 1912, Bulgaria, Romania, Serbia, Greece and Montenegro sent a note to the Ottomen Empire, demanding that the Ottomans grant autonomy to Macedonia and Thrace. Although still at war with Italy, the national atmosphere and strength of the Ottoman Empire led him to flatly reject the demands of the Balkan League. After rejecting the ultimatum of the Five Powers, the Ottomans were busy negotiating peace with Italy while gathering troops to meet the forces of the Balkan League.

In the face of the Ottoman refusal, Montenegro, the country most hostile to the Ottomans, took the lead in kicking off the war. Montenegro declared war on the Ottoman Empire on 8 October, Serbia, Bulgaria, Greece on 17 October, and Romania on 21 October.

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