Everything seems to have been settled, the Lazarevich family has gone through a family crisis, there is money, they have their own interesting business, a change (albeit still insignificant) in history has begun, which may lead to the fact that there will be no First World War. Everything is fine. And then it appears. The word “But”. The past stubbornly refuses to change. The future becomes shaky and uncertain. Everyone wants the butter in their porridge to come from their side.