Germany, Berlin, the Imperial Palace.
After Emperor Qin Tian of the Empire finished handling official business, he tended to the flowers and plants in the courtyard. As he grew older, his health was no longer as good as before. Much of the government's affairs had been handed over to the Cabinet and the Crown Prince; Qin Tian only needed to give the final approval.
Of course, Qin Tian remained intensely concerned about this war. It concerned whether the German Empire's Hegemonic Status could remain secure. It could be said that if they won this war once more, Germany would be able to continue dominating the world for the next half-century, or even longer.
This was also Qin Tian's greatest goal. He hoped to achieve it, so that his rebirth would not have been in vain.
"Your Majesty, the Minister of War, the First Sea Lord, and the Air Force Minister have arrived," the secretary said to Qin Tian.
"Mm. Have them wait for me in the office." Qin Tian set down the watering can in his hand, washed his hands, and only then returned to the office.
When Qin Tian entered the office, he could clearly see the irrepressible smiles on the faces of the Empire's three senior military officials. Marshal Raeder, the First Sea Lord in particular, appeared exceptionally excited.
"Good afternoon, Your Majesty!" The three senior military officials saluted in turn.
"Sit, gentlemen." Qin Tian appeared quite casual. He had never cared much for formalities with his trusted senior officials.
"Your Majesty, the Battle of the Atlantic has yielded results," Marshal Raeder said.
"Oh? I thought this must be the reason the three of you came to see me together. Judging by your expressions, it is good news?" Qin Tian asked with a smile.
"Yes, Your Majesty. We