Except for the parties concerned, no one knows what was discussed between the German Führer and the Holy See at this [round table], and what kind of deal was reached between the two, only that the minutes of the meeting were permanently sealed by the Holy See, and all the clergy present at the meeting took an oath before the Holy Cross that they would never divulge what they had heard or seen about this meeting to the outside world.

All that can be known is that the Vatican gave a grand private mass for the German Führer, followed by a private Mass for the German Führer, followed by a separate dinner with the German Führer, after which the two sides had friendly and harmonious talks, and the dictator stayed in the Holy City until midnight and did not leave, and when he returned to his residence it was already two o'clock in the morning the next day.

The young and handsome German Führer, who had become the focus of Europe and the world during this time, did not know how many forces were secretly probing his activities every day, and at this time even the most obtused person could see that there must have been some agreement between the Vatican and the Third Reich, and if nothing else, some clues should soon be detected from the reaction of the Holy See.

Xu Jun did not stay overnight in the Vatican, although the Pope made an invitation, and the Holy See even prepared a bedroom for him, but for safety reasons, he still politely declined the Pope's kindness and insisted on returning to the Quirinal Palace to sleep. Sleeping peacefully in this kind of place full of secret passages, Xu Jun felt that he had to change to a thicker nerve, such as Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, and even the Führer could only bow down to the wind in this regard.

"Do you really believe in the promises of the Holy See? My Führer. Weierle followed Xu Jun into the living room.

"It's not about believing it or not, it's just a fair deal. The Holy See and we take what we need, and we all get what we want. Xu Jun put his military hat and scepter on the coffee table.

"Actually, the Holy See is the same, they will not unconditionally renew us. Speaking of which, I have to thank my predecessor for his tireless efforts in defeating Germany's national credit. The German Führer sneered and began to grumble. Hitler tore up his own agreements and treaties like tearing up papyrus, so he can't be blamed for taking his personal promises as a joke.

"Tomorrow... No, it should be today. I'm going to have lunch with Badoglio at noon, and I'm going to need the cooperation of his cabinet on the disposition of the Italian royal family. Xu Jun took off his parade belt and threw it on the sofa with the saber on the side.

"Your Majesty is still not dead?" Wierle asked curiously.

"He doesn't want to abdicate, but now where is he going to make that decision." Xu Jun unbuttoned his white uniform.

"The king doesn't seem to have come to terms with the facts, my Führer." Weirle asked.

"It didn't work, he finally compromised, and I promised him not to change the current form of government in Italy and to retain the power of the royal part of Savoy." Xu Jun took off the knight's cross between his collar and put it in the jewelry box held by the adjutant.

"So he agreed to our terms?" There was a hint of excitement on Wehrle's face.

"Yes, his grandson, Prince Victor, will succeed to the throne of Italy, but I promise Emanuele III that Prince Humberto and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom will be co-regent until the king reaches the age of sixteen." The Führer, with the help of Tysenhofen, took off his uniform coat.

"It's a little different from our plan, my Führer."

"I'm not worried about this at all, Prince Humberto can't get real power, Badoglio and the Italian cabinet know what to do with him, and besides, the Eye of Odin will always monitor every move in Italy for me, isn't it? Weirle. The Führer said with a smile.

"Of course, follow your wishes, my Führer." The Chief of Staff bowed his head respectfully.

"I'm looking forward to the performance of the Eye of Odin, Wheeler, if nothing else, I'm resting." Xu Jun said yawning while unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt.

"There is no problem, then I wish you a good night, my Führer." The Chief of Staff smiled and bowed, then opened the door and exited the King's Suite.

"The new pajamas are on the table by the door, my Führer, what do you think of the water temperature?" Tysenhofen asked outside the bathroom door.

"Very good, Eric, there's nothing going on here, you should go get some rest early." The Führer flicked the model of the Bismarck floating on the water, with a pleasant expression on his face.

"Yes, my Führer." Tysenhofen replied.

"Ten o'clock to meet the Italian financier, eleven o'clock to receive foreign press receptions, twelve o'clock to have lunch with Badoglio, the Humberto affair... The old guy might jump to his feet... How should I mention it to him? Hearing the door close as the adjutant left the room, the Reich Führer sank his jaw into the water, gurgling and foaming.

"Got a cold?" Weirle's eyes widened in surprise.

"It is said that because I was too tired, I fell asleep in the bathtub and finally woke up with cold water, and this is all my responsibility, and I should remind the Führer." Tysenhofen looked self-reproachful.

"It's not your fault, Eric, he's not a kid anymore and knows how to take care of his body." Wehrle patted the other man on the shoulder as a comfort.

"What is the current situation? What did the doctor say, can I go in and see him now? The chief of staff asked.

"The situation is not very serious, it is because of the common cold caused by a cold, there is no fever, the military doctor gave him an injection of penicillin, and he just fell asleep five minutes ago." Tysenhowen reported.

"Then we can only cancel the activities of these two days first, regarding the health of the Führer, it must be kept strictly secret, and if anyone asks, just say ... The Führer is dealing with important issues of state affairs. Wheeler turned his face to Dogen.

"Okay, I'll get that on right away, General. I think it is entirely possible to point to the assassination incident in Shanghai, and to say that the Führer is busy dealing with the matter. ”

"Whatever you want, Dogen, it's not bad to mix the water at this time." Wehrle nodded in agreement.

"The lunch with Prime Minister Badoglio at noon had to be cancelled." Tysenhoven said.

"It's up to me to tell the Prime Minister about this, and you stay here, take care of the Führer, and notify me immediately of any changes." Werler ordered.

"If he wakes up and wants to see you."

"Then send someone to call me immediately."

"Understood, General." Tysenhofen nodded in agreement.

"Major Tysenhowen, the Führer is awake and he wants tea." Suddenly, the door behind him opened, and a caregiver poked his head out and shouted.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go make him tea at once." The adjutant pulled his leg and ran to the pantry in the middle of the hallway.

"How is the Führer doing now, and can I see him?" Wehrle grabbed the paramedic by the arm.

"The Führer is somewhat weak, but ordinary conversation should be fine, General." The paramedic got out of the way, and Wehrle strode into the room, Dougan hurriedly following him.

"My Führer." Seeing the head of the empire sitting on the head of the bed, his complexion did not look much different from usual, and the hearts of Weierle and Dogen finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and the two henchmen hurriedly bowed respectfully to Xu Jun.

"I'm sorry, Weirle, Dogen, I'm really embarrassed." Xu Jun scratched the back of his head and said angrily.

"Needless to say, my Führer, it's normal for you to get sick in this weather, and this can only be regarded as a minor accident for you." Wehrle said.

"I can't let the outside world know that I'm sick, especially at this time." Xu Jun commanded with a serious expression.

"I've given the order, and I've told you that you're busy dealing with an emergency." Wehrle hurriedly reported.

"That's a good thing you do, Wierle." Xu Jun nodded in approval.

"The Holy See side is still handed over to Dogen to contact, and Badoglio's side will be handed over to you, you can be tougher, you know how to say to him, Verle. As for my illness, I feel much better now, and the doctor gave me a special medicine, and I estimate that it will take another day or two to heal. ”

"Your will is a command, my Führer. Dogan and I wish you a speedy recovery. Weirle said.

"Don't forget to inform the Greek side, Dogen, that I suddenly have important business here, and it will take two days to delay the trip."

"I consulted with General Weierle, and I said that you are busy dealing with the [Shanghai Incident]." Dogen calmly reported.

"This... Okay, just reply like this. Remember to keep it a secret from Ribbentrop, his tone was too loose, and I was a little uneasy. ”

"Yes, my Führer." Weirle nodded respectfully in agreement.

"Okay, I'm feeling a little tired, why hasn't Eric had come with tea yet. Weirle, Dogen, you go first to deal with what I have just commanded, and I will send someone to inform you if there is any need. With that, the Reich shrugged his shoulders and got back into the covers.

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