Chapter 276: The Jews
Subtitle of this chapter: I Came with the Shadow
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"Jews!"
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Hitler was silent for a moment before nodding his head: "I see." Then we do have a common enemy......"
As if he had flipped a switch, he began to gush: "I think that when I was still in Vienna, I discovered that the Jews were filthy cattle, vile profiteers, greedy vampires......"
Not surprisingly, his speech was listened to with great interest by the two German-Americans in the room.
In essence, "His Highness of Temperance" is not a typical Hans, neither so rigid, nor so cold, nor so conformist.
He was actually a subject of the Austro-Hungarian Empire under the rule of the Habsburgs, a homeless man who had been immersed in the art capital of Vienna for many years, and a third-rate painter who had little artistic talent but did have a bit of an artistic temperament.
You know, although the Germans living in Germany and Austria belong to the same ethnic group and speak the same language, they are very different in their thinking and temperament.
The Seris people must have a good understanding of this, do they raise one side of the water and soil?
Why did Hitler become popular in Germany?
To use a less appropriate analogy, his old man is a bit like a Taiwanese compatriot a hundred years from now, a Taiwanese compatriot who is very, very, very Great China.
If "I was born a German, but today I am no longer a German", replace it with "I was born a Chinese nobleman, but today I have to be treated by the imperial people and Japanese slaves." Doesn't that sound like a feeling?
And in his native Austria, street politicians like him are full of pits. On the contrary, the German political tradition has always lacked such eloquent orators.
"Okay, don't listen to his nonsense. He didn't hate Jews that much! β
It is a pity that the "Fool Lord", who has countless historical records, knows too well the "Highness of Temperance", and he is neither a German nation, nor has any prejudice against the Jews, and does not like to listen to such unnourishing rhetoric.
If he really hated Jews, Hitler wouldn't have made so many Jewish friends.
Two of his confidant friends in Mannerheim were Jewish: one was a one-eyed locksmith named Robinson, who often helped him; The other was an amateur Hungarian art dealer named Josef Newman, who was sympathetic to Hitler's ragged clothes and once gave him a long coat. Hitler had "great respect" for Newman, once saying that he was "a serious man."
He also had great respect for the three Jewish merchants who sold art for him, and on more than one occasion told his agent, Hannig, that he "preferred to do business with Jews, because they were the only ones willing to take risks."
Of course, Hitler himself later declared in Mein Kampf that he was anti-Semitic only when he discovered in Vienna that the Jews were "ruthless, unscrupulous, and calculating prostitutes," when the music and artistic classes were under Jewish control, and, above all, when the newspapers of the Social Democrats were "all ruled by the Jews."
It is most likely that these statements are motivated by some kind of political speculation, because Germans love to hear them.
And at that time he was not much more prejudiced than the average people of Central Europe. In Dio and in the surrounding Catholic countries, almost every Catholic was anti-Jewish.
Don't forget, later the Nazis also had a lot of "honorary Aryans", and in turn there were quite a few German Jews who were fans of the FΓΌhrer.
"Ahem......" Heinrich interrupted with a heavy cough, "I'm sorry, but I had to interrupt it, even though it was another great speech." β
"Your Highness, the Jews we speak of are not the same thing as the Jews you speak."
"Isn't it the same thing?" Hitler said suspiciously, "By the way, what does that temperance His Highness mean?" β
The two Grand Arcanas of the SCP Foundation looked at each other, and this time the lady explained: "Mr. Adolf Hitler, reintroduce ourselves, I am the fate of the SCP Foundation,"
"And he's ......," Miss Aniuka said, pointing to her companion, "justice." β
"And you're ......," she said, pointing at the other again, "moderation." β
Hitler laughed and said, "I'm confused by you." So what is the SCP Foundation? And what fate, justice, temperance, how does it sound like a deceptive trick of the Roma? β
The Roma are actually Gypsies, and they have a different name for each ethnic group in Europe. Because of the strength of British and American culture, Orientals use the English name - Gypsy.
In the eyes of white racists, the Roma are also an inferior people. It may be because they often do petty theft in order to make a living.
I have to say that in this regard, the Europa people are not as civilized as our Serisians......
"Allow me to answer for you!"
Hitler only felt a flash in front of him, and the lights in the room flickered, and the shadow formed by the light that had been on the "Lady of Destiny" on the wall behind her also changed.
The reflection of her bushy blonde hair is like a clown hat!
At the same time, the black-robed blonde-haired woman opposite seemed to be a different person in an instant.
The original "Lady of Destiny" is beautiful, but her beauty always makes people feel a little thin.
After all, Miss Ainuka is only twenty years old, and she hasn't read many books, let alone used to the identity of the goddess stick, so she has a little less temperament.
Now, of course, it's different.
With Yuan Yanqian's possession, not only his 17 charms, but also his unique taste of "crazy cool drag and hang to blow up the sky" suddenly erupted.
This made Hitler, who did not understand what was happening, realize that it was no longer the "Lady of Fate" who was talking just now.
Our Master Yuan gave Heinrich a look, then a nod at the bald boss who was poking his head behind the bar.
The latter nodded knowingly, stood up and walked to the bar.
He whispered a few words to the boss, and the innkeeper obediently walked into the back kitchen, while "Lord Justice" came back with three beers.
"Thank you." Yuan Yanqian, who had been looking at Hitler, took the wine glass, raised his neck and drank it all.
"Hah!"
"Bell!"
"He" let out a sigh of satisfaction, casually threw the empty cup on the table, wiped his mouth directly with his sleeve, and said: "The beer brewed by you Germans is indeed delicious, at least much better than the Americans......
"Huh? His Highness ...... Temperance" "He" pointed to the beer in front of Hitler and said, "Why don't you drink such a delicious beer?" β
Hitler, who saw that the other party was a completely different person, and that it was supposed to be a man, was surprised that he didn't know what to say: "I, I, I ......"
"Oh, I see." Our Master Yuan showed a look of sudden realization, nodded and said, "You have chronic gastroenteritis, so you can't drink so much beer." β
Hearing this, Hitler made a clever move, straightened up and asked very vigilantly: "This woman ...... Whoever you are, how do you know I have gastroenteritis? β
"Don't be nervous, Your Highness. I know a lot about you......"
"He" waved his hand to his prey with a big grin, and began to report the name of his favorite dish...... The report resume.
"Relax, relax, when do we start?" Our Master Yuan propped up his cute little chin with Rouyi and muttered to himself.
"Let's start with the ancestors of your family in the fifteenth century...... Well, that seems like too long. β
"Let's talk about your father who has a complicated background and is merciful everywhere...... Well, that doesn't seem very polite. β
"Da!"
"Well, it's decided!" "He," snapped his fingers, and said happily, "from the day you saw the swastika at Benedict's Abbey, when you were nine or ten?" β