At Fabia's signal, Jobtran opened the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the legendary iron-blooded chancellor.
This iron-blooded chancellor once delivered an iron-blooded speech in the House of Commons.
“The great issues of our time cannot be resolved by speeches and majority resolutions, but by iron and blood!”
In the eyes of ordinary people, Bismarck is a god-like man, and mentioning his name can make crying children stop crying.
His claims were based on his tough style and the king's trust.
The king once expressed his opinion on Bismarck's speech.
"If you do what you say, I know the outcome! They will chop off your head in front of my window in the Opera Square, and then find an opportunity to chop off my head later!"
Bismarck responded:
"Everyone will die one day. Since we have to die sooner or later, why not die with dignity? There is no difference between dying on the gallows or on the battlefield! In this case, we must fight to the end!"
From then on, the king understood that Bismarck's starting point and interests were tied to his own, so he gave Bismarck enough power and trust to allow this tough man to play freely.
In Jobtran's imagination, the Iron Chancellor Bismarck should have an aura of majesty just by standing there, but the real Bismarck looked quite kind.
Bismarck is now a 65-year-old man, but judging from his mental appearance, he is still radiant and has a hint of smile on his face.
Bismarck stood in front of the archive room, gently stroking his mustache, and looked up and down at Jobtran who came to open the door for him.
"I heard that a smart person who can understand the situation has recently come to the Investigation Bureau. I am very pleased."
Bismarck said with a smile.
But his eyes looked at Joe Butran's next reaction with a hint of deep meaning.
After hearing this, Jobtran first bowed to Bismarck. The old man in front of him who had built half of Germany's territory was worthy of Jobtran performing such etiquette.
Then he raised his head, looked Bismarck straight in the eyes, and responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:
“No matter what the situation is, I just want the people to live peacefully and happily.”
Bismarck's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he frowned and asked cunningly,
"According to you, the safety of the upper class, the nobility, and the royal family is not important?"
Jobtrand crossed himself and respectfully replied to Bismarck:
"The civilians I'm referring to are the people loved by the Holy Light, so those who betray the Holy Light will be despised!"
After saying this, Joe Butran straightened his chest and looked confidently at the iron-blooded prime minister in front of him who could order his head to be cut off at any time if his words offended his authority.
The two bodyguards behind Bismarck felt the hidden meaning in Jobtran's words, which seemed disrespectful to the god of war they worshipped, so they drew their guns and pointed them at Jobtran.
Seeing this, Jobtran did not retreat at all. He did not think there was anything wrong with what he said, even though he knew that the Holy Light might not be the existence of the Supreme God now. Besides, Fabia was standing behind him to support him.
Bismarck laughed, raised his hand, signaled the two bodyguards to put down their guns, and patted Jobtran on the shoulder.
"Haha, a cunning answer. As expected, you are the legendary Wolf of Umr. Interesting."
Bismarck then waved to Fabia and said casually,
"Hey, old witch, here I come."
Fabia was as casual as ever, with her hands resting on the outside of her thighs, sitting on a pile of confidential files and swinging her white legs.
Hearing Bismarck's teasing, Fabia rolled her eyes and stretched out her right hand and waved it in the air.
A document popped up and flew accurately into Bismarck's hands.
Bismarck did not rush to open the document, but teased Fabia.
"What? You don't even want to see me and give me a seat or refreshments?"
Fabia was too lazy to deal with Bismarck, who was still so slick after dealing with him for many years, but she had to answer for his sake, so she said unhappily,
“I don’t even have a proper seat myself.
Besides, with your status, you can lie on the leather sofa at home and have a maid give you a massage and feed you the best snacks.
Do you want me to serve you?"
Upon hearing this, a bodyguard behind Bismarck immediately shouted at Fabia who was not speaking seriously.
"Woman! Watch your words!"
Bismarck frowned after hearing this, turned around and glared at the bodyguard.
"Shut up!"
The bodyguard was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and immediately fell to his knees, trembling.
"Please spare my life, sir. I have overstepped my bounds. Please forgive me, sir."
Even the tone of his voice became much sharper and trembling due to the pressure that Bismarck suddenly revealed.
The other bodyguard looked at the bodyguard who had offended Bismarck's dignity with pity.
The previous bodyguard was transferred to the front line by Bismarck to be cannon fodder because he talked too much.
The next person was assigned by Bismarck to the snowy border as a guard because he got ahead of the chancellor and he never came back.
I was able to keep this high-paying job because I was cautious and silent enough.
The moment Bismarck shouted "shut up", the bodyguard kneeling on the ground seemed to see the god of death waving at him.
He knew very well that his actions today were extremely stupid.
As a bodyguard, I should have stayed quietly by the side, but I didn't have the tact today.
Fabia scratched her head and said to Bismarck,
"Okay, let him get up.
I have lived for so long, and I have seen all kinds of people.”
Although Fabia had said this, the bodyguard still didn't dare to stand up, because his behavior exceeded the duties of a bodyguard.
As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, so Bismarck was a smiling tiger that would eat people without blinking an eye.
"Without the order of Lord Bismarck, I cannot stand up even if I have to kneel down until my limbs are amputated."
The bodyguard thought to himself.
Bismarck stroked his beard and glanced at his bodyguard who was kneeling on the ground, wishing he could dig a hole and bury his head in it.
"Let him kneel if he wants. It won't be too late to get up after we finish talking."
Bismarck said calmly.
Such a harsh order made the bodyguard feel relieved.
As someone close to Bismarck, he naturally understood the tragic end of those opponents. This was an iron-blooded chancellor who would not even spare the relatives and children of his opponents after turning against him.
It was a blessing in disguise that just by kneeling he could get the prime minister to let him go.
He shed tears with excitement and silently thanked the prime minister for his kindness and great grace.
After this little episode, Bismarck seemed to have no mood to continue teasing, so he stood up and opened the document in his hand.
There was a blank piece of paper inside.
There were no words or pictures on it, it was completely blank.
This surprised Jobtran a little. He didn't know in advance that Fabia was going to give Bismarck this document, and he didn't even know that Bismarck would come today.
When Bismarck saw the white paper, he laughed out loud and even bent over with laughter.
Jobtran looked at Bismarck's exaggerated reaction with some confusion, then looked at Fabia helplessly.
Fabia winked at Jobtran mischievously and smiled without saying anything, as if she was playing a big joke on this iron-blooded chancellor.
Restraining his curiosity, Jobtran decided to observe the subsequent conversation between the two and then analyze the situation.
Bismarck's face turned red with laughter, and then he coughed a few times before calming down.
The bodyguard behind him unscrewed the water belt from his waist and handed it to Bismarck, but Bismarck waved his hand to refuse the bodyguard's kindness.
He took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, and looked at Fabia and said,
"real?"
Fabia nodded and looked at Bismarck solemnly.
"real."
Bismarck pulled the corner of his mouth, patted his head, and said helplessly,
"You old witch, you want me to be the bad guy again."
Fabia stuck out her tongue and said uncomfortably,
"I can't do anything about this. You know we can't do this in public."
"You two go out first." Bismarck said softly.
The bodyguard kneeling on the ground had a look of joy on his face. He then bowed and followed another bodyguard out of the door and gently closed it.
The two of them looked at each other outside the door, and then stood in front of the door like two door gods, motionless.
After the two outsiders left, Bismarck seemed to have taken off a heavy disguise. He leaned against the wall and slowly sat down.
Bismarck bent his right knee and placed his hand on it.
At this moment, Bismarck looked like a destitute old man.
"I'm sixty-five. How many more years can I be your white glove?"
Bismarck glanced at his hands, which were covered with calluses and wrinkles.
"My hands are covered in blood, and you've always stayed out of it.
You are so cunning, old witch."
Bismarck said softly.
Fabia stood up from the pile of files, walked up to Bismarck, and touched the top of Bismarck's head.
"Thank you, this time, maybe for the last time."
"Yes, my days of involvement in politics are numbered, and even my own days are numbered."
Bismarck said with a wry smile.
Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his mouth, but remembered that he didn't have any matches with him.
He bit the cigarette, shook his head in distress and was about to put it back, but at this moment Jobtran struck a match, put his hand in front of Bismarck and lit the cigarette for Bismarck.
Bismarck was slightly stunned, patted the back of Jobtran's hand, and glanced at the alert man in front of him.
"You are very clever."
Bismarck looked at Jobtran with admiration, while Jobtran silently lit a cigar and sat next to Bismarck.
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm just an ordinary person."
Joe Butron responded.
Upon seeing this, Fabia smiled and sat back in her previous seat, letting the old and the young chat.
The spicy cigarette choked Bismarck, who had not smoked for a long time. He coughed a few times and then sighed,
"Ahem, it's better to be young. In recent years, the doctor has not allowed me to touch this thing."
Bismarck took a deep breath and then exhaled a puff of smoke.
"I guess I don't have many years left to live."
"After reaching such a high position of power, do you still have any attachment?"
"With no successor, are you willing to go into politics?"
Such a problem was placed before Jobartran. If he agreed to Bismarck at this moment, then he would have a smooth road to wealth and glory.
After hearing this, Joe Butran thought about it carefully, and then asked,
"What do you mean by white gloves?"
Bismarck glanced at Jobtrand and said with a smile:
"What else could it mean? It means what you think it means.
Use secular means to suppress the development of the mystical side.
This is the secret code between me and Fabia."
After hearing this, Jobtran remained silent. He wanted to continue listening to Bismarck's explanation.
“Where in the world are there so many hostile political parties or revolutionaries
Aren’t they all guys who want to fight for power
Since ancient times, which overlord did not have the support of a mysterious party behind him
Just like the hundred demons behind Fuso, or the twelve knights of the round table behind Yingguo
The mysterious side wanted to maintain its influence in the world, and then supported various forces to compete for hegemony.
We are all just pawns.”
Jobtrand probably understood what Bismarck meant, and used his words to continue,
“So, as a chess piece, you must be aware of being a chess piece.
Either eat others or be eaten.
But you are different.”
Bismarck shook off the ashes in his hand and said to Fabia,
“So I said, you’re smart.
Yeah, I'm different.
Who said that the person behind me is a pacifist? "
Bismarck said this in self-mockery.
"I have spent my entire life just to ensure that the people of Germany can live a good life.
Like you said, that’s my dream too.”
Bismarck said to himself.
“I volunteered to be Fabia’s white glove.
Because I agree with her philosophy.
To do great things, you have to make sacrifices.
So war is necessary.
But at the same time, war is unnecessary.”
At this moment, Jobtran finally understood how heavy the burden the old man was carrying was.
"For the sake of domestic peace, the dissident party must be eliminated.
Then, you will establish a great reputation abroad and foreign enemies will not invade.
It’s a simple thing to say, but you spend your whole life doing it.”
As Jobtran spoke, he became more and more respectful of the old man.
At this moment he finally understood why Bismarck called himself the White Glove.
“If I don’t do it, someone else will do the same thing, but what I’m worried about is a world war.
By then, not only the soldiers will die, but also countless civilians.
So I ask you again, are you willing to go into politics?"
Bismarck said as he looked at Jobtran with a conflicted look on his face.