In Berlin, night had already fallen deep. Yet Paul Borselli, the Kingdom of Italy's Foreign Minister, still had not rested. In his hand was a Telegram sent from Rome.
Only after a long while did Paul Borselli set down the Telegram in his hand.
"His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister are planning to use the Germans' strength to restrain the Austro-Hungarian Empire? But no matter what, we will still suffer grievous losses. However, under the current circumstances, this is the only way. For the Kingdom, it is already the best possible solution," Paul Borselli muttered.
"Someone, prepare the car. I am going to see the German Foreign Minister," Paul Borselli told his secretary.
"Yes, Excellency. But it is nearly midnight already. Isn't it too late?" the secretary asked worriedly.
"Some matters are only suitable for discussing at night."
"Very well, Excellency. I will arrange it immediately."
The secretary first contacted the secretary of German Foreign Minister Wachth. Only after confirming that a meeting could be held at this hour did he prepare the car and send Paul Borselli over.
The meeting was not held at the German Foreign Ministry, but at Wachth's residence. It was relatively more secluded and confidential there.
"Excellency, I truly apologize for disturbing you so late at night," Paul Borselli said with an apologetic expression upon seeing Wachth.
"Excellency, please do not say that. I know that if you wished to see me so late at night, there must be something urgent," Wachth said.
Wachth could more or less guess why Paul Borselli wanted to see him. The peace talks during the day had placed tremendous pressure on the Italians. Therefore, now was the time for the Italians to seek a breakthrough. No matter what, the German Empire's interests had to be guaranteed. As