More and more storm clouds gather over the small principality of Liechtenstein—more precisely, over its people, the common folk. The aristocrats and rulers weave intrigues; the rebels pursue their own aims. Both sides hide behind beautiful slogans, but in practice they are absolutely far from the well-being of ordinary citizens.
Fortunately, the residents of Liechtenstein have defenders. It’s me, Theodore Babylonian, my friends, and the guard.