"······Therefore, I declare the bill passed."
Immediately after the Prime Minister's appointment, everything progressed at lightning speed.
Thanks to the active cooperation of the Central Party and the National People's Party, which had been recruited in advance, the Enabling Act was passed without any major problems.
The Social Democratic Party and the Communist Party were furious, claiming that the bill was illegal, but once the bill was passed, their protests were nothing more than futile tantrums.
After the Enabling Act was passed, the Communist Party was declared illegal. The Social Democratic Party was also dissolved.
However, the Center Party, the National People's Party, and other minor parties such as the Bavarian People's Party, the National Party, and the Farmers' Party were left behind.
Even though it was a case of turning a blind eye, there was a need to show foreign countries that we were inheriting a democratic system, even if only formally, by leaving behind entities that could be called opposition parties.
"If history had been followed, they would have all disbanded, but we should be thankful that it ended here."
"What did you say, Your Majesty?"
"It's nothing. I guess I was just talking to myself because I was a little tired. Don't worry about it."
Look at my mind. I'm talking to myself again. I still can't shake my old habits. What a mess.
"Aren't you overdoing it these days? You might collapse if you do that."
"Your Excellency, nothing is more important than your health, so don't overwork yourself."
"I think it would be a good idea to see a doctor this evening."
It was a hastily made up lie to cover up the awkwardness, but Goering, Goebbels, and Himmler thought I was really tired and made a fuss.
This is so burdensome, I could die. I can't even say anything. If I keep this up, I'll faint if I get a nosebleed.
"Okay, okay. I'll take care of my own health, so let's finish what we were talking about."
We were currently in a meeting regarding the disposition of the Röm and the assault force.
It is clear that the Rom helped him take power to a great extent.
However, the increasingly arrogant attitude of Rohm and the 3 million-strong stormtrooper force that had grown too large had now become the Nazi Party's biggest headache.
"The military's actions are unusual right now. Thanks to Your Excellency's negotiations with them, the military has expressed its willingness to cooperate with us, but thanks to Röm's interference, everything has become a mess."
Goering kept getting angry, as if the mere thought of it made him angry.
Even Goebbels, who was not on good terms with Goering, nodded his head repeatedly in agreement with those words, suggesting that he really hated Röhm.
Because of his personality, which was neither particularly sociable, polite, nor humble, Rom made many enemies.
Not only in the military, but even within the party itself, there are almost no people close to Ryeom, so that says it all.
The only person he was on good terms with was Hess, who had known him since the early days of the Nazi Party, but even Hess seemed to think that Röhm had recently crossed the line and was quietly listening to Goering's criticism.
"Himmler, report to His Majesty."
Goering's next turn was Himmler.
"These materials are information I obtained through spies I planted within the military and the assault unit."
The documents Himmler presented contained information on the movements of Röhm and the assault force, as well as the military's observations of them.
"Röm's behavior is becoming increasingly outrageous. At a recent meeting, he reportedly made rude remarks toward His Excellency and even criticized his policies. Most of the assault brigade leaders agreed with Röm's words. Of the leaders, only Victor Luce relayed this information."
Victor Luce. In real history, he gained Hitler's trust by reporting on Röhm's actions, and after Röhm's removal, he became chief of staff of the SA.
Afterwards, he worked to reorganize the assault team into a proper military organization, but died in a traffic accident in 1943.
"It's said that there's a lot of discontent with the assault brigades not only within the military but also within the police force. They've even demanded, out of the blue, that they hand over administrative authority, claiming they'll take over police duties."
After Himmler finished speaking, it was Heydrich's turn.
Reinhard Heydrich, the Butcher of Prague and the blond beast.
He was the brains of Nazi Germany, leading and successfully executing numerous operations until he was assassinated in Czechoslovakia in 1942.
Heydrich nodded briefly, then took out the files he had organized himself and explained them one by one.
"First, here is a list of bribes that Rum has received."
"You ate a lot, you little pig."
I almost burst out laughing at Goering's words. It might be different for someone else, but for you to say it... I guess it doesn't matter now, since you're not a pig.
Heydrich's explanation continued: from the list of bribes Röhm had received to those who had asked for favors, to Röhm's spies and the socialist party members with whom he was secretly in contact.
I couldn't help but be somewhat surprised by the scale, which was much larger than I had imagined.
The conclusion of the meeting had already been decided.
The execution of the monk. The buds of rebellion must be cut off in advance.
"If we don't execute him now, we don't know what the consequences will be later."
"Yes, Your Majesty. We must kill him."
"hmm······."
Originally, Hitler had decided that he had to purge Röhm, but perhaps because of the feelings of the past, he was quite hesitant about killing him.
Although Goering, Himmler, and Goebbels persistently insisted on Röhm's execution, he accepted it, but was hesitant about disposing of Röhm to the point of suggesting that he be imprisoned alive rather than killed.
In the last regression, I didn't have to worry about this. He was shot and killed instantly while marching beside me during the Beer Hall Riot. After Röm died, Hess took over as the assault team.
If he thought about the future, it would have been better if he had died then. At least he wouldn't have died at the hands of the comrades he trusted.
Realistically speaking, it would be right to kill them as they say and eliminate any future troubles.
I, too, am willing to do anything to make this return a success.
It's very easy for me.
If I just say "yes" here, the rest will be taken care of. I don't have to lift a finger.
Nevertheless, I instinctively hesitated at the thought of killing a comrade who had shared joys and sorrows with me for the past dozen years.
Even though I'm not a real Hitler, but an ordinary Korean living in the 21st century. Is this why Jeong is so scary?
"Your Majesty, please make a decision."
Göring spoke urgently. Himmler, Goebbels, Heydrich, and Hess were all looking at me, hoping to hear the words they wanted.
"······It is."
"yes."
"You were a comrade who spent a long time with me."
"That, that's right······."
Goering was taken aback by my unexpected response. Unable to bear it any longer, Himmler stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, I know you're close to him. But this is unavoidable. A greater cause requires sacrifice."
"The SS Reich Leader is right. If you keep Röhm alive because of past affections, it will surely lead to future troubles."
Goebbels also stepped forward to support Himmler. I let out a short sigh.
"That's right. That's right······."
"dismissal?"
"Punish the demon."
Göring's face brightened, finally receiving the answer he sought. Goebbels, Himmler, and Heydrich also raised their lips in satisfaction.
"That is a wise decision, Your Majesty."
"Yes. Today's decision will be remembered in history."
"Your Majesty saved Germany."
Oh, a little.
***
I first informed Hindenburg of my plan to execute Röhm.
In history, Hindenburg first pressured Hitler to kill Röhm and the SA, saying it would be boring if he didn't, and he pressured Hitler to kill Röhm through his Minister of Defense, Werner von Blomberg.
But here, that wasn't the case.
First of all, Hindenburg had a lot of trust in me, and I was the one who informed him before he even said anything.
As expected, Hindenburg was very pleased to hear what I said.
"Yeah, good idea. That thug deserves to die, right?"
Hindenburg took a large bite of Baumkuchen (a traditional German dessert similar to a doughnut) with a satisfied look.
"Well, I've chosen the right people. I've been wondering what to do with the things that Rum and his gang are doing, because I don't like them.
"You didn't say anything, so I knew you were a son of a bitch. Excellent."
"It is something that should be done."
"That's right. Especially that guy, you say? He's old enough to be a homosexual, and he was a soldier who lived off the government's paycheck. How can he be a homosexual? The thought of his disgusting, flabby body slumped over and rubbing flesh with another man is enough to make me lose my appetite."
I think you eat better than I expected for someone who has a poor appetite.
While Hindenburg munched on a handful of pretzels, I explained my plan to execute Rohm. Throughout the entire explanation, Hindenburg nodded repeatedly, seemingly satisfied.
"You'll take care of everything anyway. I'll just trust you."
"thank you."
After Hindenburg, I also explained the purge of Röhm to Blomberg. As expected, Blomberg also enthusiastically supported it.
"Your Excellency, that's a perfectly correct decision. I was already debating whether I should inform you, given how much he and his cronies have been going overboard lately. I'm truly impressed that you've taken the initiative."
Although not as adept as Göring, Himmler, or Goebbels, this man was a Hitler zealot through and through, and his knack for flattery was exceptional. I'm already starting to get tired.
Anyway, Blomberg said that he would actively support my plan by sending military troops if necessary.
How on earth did you live that everyone you meet wants to kill you?
***
Unaware that the military, and even his longtime comrades, were plotting to kill him, Röm went about his business and attended meetings as usual.
The upper echelons of the assault force were already filled with his closest aides who only followed his orders.
It was just a fan meeting where everyone was busy responding to whatever I said.
"I am very disappointed in Hitler."
Röhm, who appeared at the meeting with a lot of acne, began the meeting with criticism of Hitler.
"I used to think Hitler was my true comrade, but it seems I was mistaken."
Röhm was very dissatisfied with Hitler.
Once Hitler came to power, Röhm was convinced that Hitler would certainly enforce any demands he made on behalf of his long-time comrade.
But the demands of the people were beyond imagination.
His proposal to transfer the police's duties and authority to the shock brigades, and further disband the army, absorb it into the shock brigades, and reorganize the shock brigades into a People's Army, embarrassed even Nazi Party officials who were in conflict with the military.
Only Rom and his entourage considered their demands to be a just compensation for their hard work.
"We've finally established the framework for a revolution, and he's still hesitating! Ultimately, Hitler was no different from those Junkers and capitalists, who only cared about their own self-interest."
"you're right!"
"Chancellor Hitler is not fit to lead the revolution!"
Every time he heard the enthusiastic cheers of his subordinates, Rum became more and more proud.
They were already spouting remarks that were far beyond the danger level without a care in the world.
"If Hitler continues this way, we'll have no choice but to take action. We already have over three million loyal stormtroopers. If we give them all a rifle, they could easily dispatch a handful of soldiers and police!"
During the Beer Hall Riot, the assault force, which numbered only a few hundred, was quickly swept away as soon as the military began to suppress it.
But not anymore. The assault brigade, steadily growing in size, had transformed into Germany's largest armed force, boasting over three million members.
Although their level of training and armament were, frankly, not particularly noteworthy, their numbers of three million were by no means negligible, and the military had been hesitant to treat the assault force lightly.
"Your Majesty, what do you plan to do now?"
For a long time, Rum had been accustomed to being called "Your Excellency" by his subordinates.
"What can I do? I have no choice but to negotiate with Hitler. But it seems there's still some room for negotiation.
"Although he was corrupt, Hitler was at least a thinking guy, unlike the Junkers who were so hard-headed that their brains didn't work."
"What will you do if he doesn't listen to you till the end?"
"At that time, I plan to mobilize the stormtroopers to pressure Hitler. I don't want that either. Still, we were once comrades who shared the same goals and even went to prison. I hope Hitler makes a wise decision."
There was one thing that Byeon was mistaken about.
Even if he were to say something, it seemed like no one around him would listen to him.