If the People Need a Faith, Then I Shall Become That Faith

The news that His Majesty Eitel was about to set off for the Versailles Conference quickly spread among the citizens of the German Empire.

As Eitel walked out of the Berlin City Palace, countless crowds were waiting for him along the roadside and in the windows of the houses.

The results of the Battle of Liège Fortress had spread throughout Berlin and the German Empire over the past two days.

The people of the German Empire all knew that it was thanks to their Emperor that they could win such a glorious victory.

Now, even the Allies were forced to issue a request for peace talks because of their Emperor.

Thinking of this, all the German people present looked excitedly at the Emperor.

"Long live His Majesty!"

As soon as Eitel stepped out of the palace, he heard cheers like a tidal wave.

Rommel and Manstein beside him wore accustomed expressions, while only Guderian looked surprised.

At this moment, Guderian noticed that the two people beside him were more or less used to it, and he leaned behind them to quietly poke their backs.

Feeling the touch on his back, Manstein turned his head slightly and saw Guderian's face full of inquisitiveness.

"Hey, our Majesty is so popular."

"Do you know why this is?"

Faced with Guderian's inquiry, Manstein proudly replied, "Of course this is because of the personal charm of our great Emperor."

"And his attitude of worrying about the country and the people of the German Empire, attending to everything personally, has touched everyone in the German Empire."

Manstein's words made Rommel nod as well, responding with full agreement.

"Not just these, you don't know that when you were not back yet, His Majesty used extremely strong methods to quickly integrate all domestic factory construction and production, and even those factories that were about to stop production quickly resumed production overnight."

"And he delivered the produced supplies and military reinforcements to the front lines at the fastest speed. This is simply a miracle!"

"It is said that the Americans also have a fifteen-year grain sales contract to sign with us. With this contract, we will not lack food for a short time. These are things that happened after His Majesty came back. You know I have always not believed in God, but if there really is a God, I think his appearance should be the appearance of His Majesty."

When Rommel recounted everything His Majesty Eitel had done, his face was full of reverence and longing.

Eitel walked in front, listening to the conversation of the few people behind, and a smile appeared on his face. At this time, although public opinion had a specific concept, no newspaper office had yet discovered this power.

Through this power called public opinion, he could shape himself through his actions during this period into an extremely enlightened emperor who could lead the German Empire to rise again.

As long as he continuously did things that the German people wanted to see and things beneficial to the entire German Empire, then the people of the German Empire would support him, and the soldiers of the German Empire would back him.

As long as this golden body was not broken, all his decrees now would be implemented quickly.

And he would also exert the greatest power of the Emperor of the German Empire. Coupled with the system, he was confident that in twenty years he would have enough power to overturn the whole of Europe.

By that time, no matter how Churchill vowed never to surrender, he would beat him into exile everywhere until the last opposing force was eliminated.

It was just that now his people basically relied on a faith to endure the minimum standard of living under such circumstances, and to make the greatest efforts to produce material supplies for the front line.

Grain, there was some, but that scanty food had to be processed into military rations and transported to the front lines. As for themselves, every day they could probably only drink two bowls of thin porridge to keep alive, plus two pieces of steamed bread hard as rocks made from who knows what.

If the body was abundant while the spirit was lacking, then living and dying were no different; if the spirit was abundant while the body was lacking, then a person was not far from death.

Therefore, for Eitel now, it was still far from enough.

Whether it was faith or food, he could not give his citizens the best.

Looking at the German crowds around him with anticipation on their faces, a trace of worry flashed across Eitel's face.

He knew that the people of the German Empire were looking forward to him bringing peace back. Not only the people of England and France were unwilling to participate in the war.

The people of Germany, having fought to this point, were also not very willing to keep fighting.

The outcome was already doomed. If they continued to fight, there would be no advantageous outcome other than mutual stalemate.

Thinking of this, Eitel pulled his cloak tighter and raised the marshal's baton, which represented the highest authority of the German Imperial Army. In an instant, the gazes of everyone present were attracted by this baton.

Their German Empire was founded on war, and this marshal's baton, representing the highest authority of the army, was something everyone in the German Empire wanted to possess.

Now, the marshal's baton appeared in the hands of His Majesty Eitel, so as the Emperor of Germany, even if he had not officially ascended the throne, it could be considered well-deserved.

Just as everyone had their own different thoughts, Eitel spoke: "People of the German Empire! I am the Emperor of the German Empire, Eitel Vladimir. My trip this time is to head to the site of the Versailles Conference!"

"The significance of my trip is to bring peace to our war-worn people, and to let long-lost peace descend upon the European Continent."

When Eitel's voice fell, everyone present cheered.

"The backbone of the German Empire! His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live His Majesty!"

"You are the hope of our German Empire!"

The rolling cheers echoed in Eitel's ears.

When the cheers of the crowd subsided, Eitel cleared his throat and spoke again: "This time, not only am I bringing peace to you, but I also know what you have sacrificed for this war. Without you, I could not have achieved such results."

"But now, because of this war, you cannot eat a warm piece of bread or drink fresh milk."

"Every time I think of this, it breaks my heart. Therefore, I promise that after the war ends, I will make every household in the German Empire able to eat bread and milk!"

After saying this, Eitel got into the car, but the people around did not make any sound.

When the car started and drove outward along the main road, the surrounding German people snapped out of their daze.

They looked at His Majesty Eitel who had boarded the car, excitedly waving various objects in their hands.

And they cheered with excitement.

As Eitel looked at everything outside, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. This was what he wanted.

If the people needed a faith, then he would give them a faith.

Even, become their faith.