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The Royal Palace of Italy, where His Majesty Vittorio Emanuele III lived, is the magnificent Royal Palace of Naples.

"Did you know that the British American Air Force has already carried out massive bombing of all our cities in Italy? Dear Leader! ”

As soon as he entered the spacious and luxurious palace hall filled with furniture, brocades, paintings and porcelain, the 73-year-old King Vittorio Emanuele III immediately grimaced and whispered coldly to Mussolini, who looked absent-minded.

"Know! That's why I'm planning to convene a party congress to discuss with the House of Representatives how to deal with this matter! ”

Mussolini took a deep breath and reluctantly smiled wryly.

"You don't have to hold any more party meetings, dear leader! Now the situation of the war is already irretrievable for us in Italy! If we continue to fight with the Anglo-American allies with Hitler, I am afraid that we will not end very well, and there is no other way but defeat! ”

"And at this moment, you have become the most hated person of all the people in Italy, because of this large-scale bombing; It's because of your dictatorship that you don't have any powerful friends other than me! ”

"So as a friend, for the sake of the more than 20 years we have known, I will give you a way to live! As long as you resign, hand over all power to the former Chief of the General Staff of the armed forces, Field Marshal Petro Badogrio, and withdraw from the center of power in Italy as of today. ”

For Mussolini's hypocritical wry smile, His Majesty Emanuele III just stared at each other with sharp eyes and said.

"Why did you do this to me?"

After hearing this, Mussolini's heart trembled, and he said with a pale face.

"Because Italy needs peace, it needs development, and it doesn't need the pain of war! We are a free-spirited people, and war is not what we need! Of course, if you can lead Italy to become a victorious power, to become a powerful empire, I can turn one eye open to you and close one eye to you, as I did before. ”

"It's a pity that you have lost this war now, and your good partner Hitler, I believe that it will not be long before he will be wiped out by the British and American forces, and then the whole of Germany will become even more miserable than during the First World War!"

"If you don't know it, you will be destroyed because of this, or it will be divided up by the victorious countries!"

His Majesty Emanuele III, who was a head shorter than Mussolini, said with a sarcastic smile.

"Or may! But I'm not going to just give up all my power, I'm not going to! Because this is my lifelong dream, I finally became the leader of a country, and I am not willing to hand it over like this! And needless to say, I have no intention of going with Hitler against the Anglo-American coalition again, and I am ready to convene a party meeting today to discuss how to negotiate peace with Britain and the United States! ”

Mussolini was reluctant and resolute.

"Sorry! We've talked too much, you really don't have to hold any party meeting, because today you don't agree or disagree! I am going to remove you from the post of Prime Minister, for the sake of the lives of the people of Italy, I have to do this, so I beg your pardon! And Pope XII agreed with it! ”

Emanuele III waved his hand to stop the other from speaking.

"Someone! Take Your Excellency the Prime Minister to his new home! ”

Then, before Mussolini could say anything, Emanuele III shouted loudly at the guards outside the hall.

As soon as the order was given, a group of heavily armed guards immediately rushed in and surrounded Mussolini.

The head of these guards was the Chief of the General Staff, Marshal Petro Badogrio, and Ziano followed him, looking at Mussolini with a look of horror on his face.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, please come with us!"

The Chief of the General Staff, Marshal Badogrio, also said with a smile in the posture of a victor.

"You premeditated?"

Mussolini stared at everyone with a hateful gaze and a hideous face.

"Take Your Excellency the Prime Minister with you! We still have a lot of post-war matters to deal with, especially the formation of a new government as soon as possible to comfort those who have lost their homes and lost loved ones! ”

"In particular, we must contact the British and American allies as soon as possible to show that we will no longer fight this war that we are destined to lose!"

The Chief of the General Staff, Marshal Badogrio, smiled contemptuously, and then said coldly.

Then he did not speak to Mussolinido, but let his soldiers; Take Mussolini under control and take him down for captivity.

When Mussolini was taken away, Empress Helena walked upstairs down the palace hall.

"Dear Your Majesty! Now that Mussolini is settled, how do we deal with the Anglo-American allies, as well as Hitler, next? ”

Then Empress Helena said worriedly to King Emanuele III.

"I'm thinking about this, it's a difficult problem to deal with!"

King Emanuele III, who was less than five feet tall and had somewhat deformed legs, sighed in annoyance.

"There will be a solution to all problems, at least no matter what your decision is, I will fully support you!"

With a gentle voice, Queen Helena comforted King Emanuele III.

"Thank you! Empress! ”

King Emanuele III gazed at Queen Helena affectionately with grateful eyes and said.

Queen Helena did not reply, but gently took the other's arm and smiled.

At that moment, the two elderly people showed a warm picture of affection and silence and dependence on each other.

By this time, Mussolini had been escorted by the palace guards into an ambulance, and was led away from Salalia Street, through the streets of central Rome, across the Tiber River, and until he arrived at a secret police barracks in Trastevere.

This police barracks is managed by His Majesty's henchmen, and it is full of sentinels; And they are all heavily armed and heavily guarded, and no one can enter without the orders of His Majesty the King.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister! Your new home has arrived, so live your life here! Your family and mistresses, I will help you take care of them well! ”

As soon as he arrived here, the Chief of the General Staff, Marshal Badogrio, said with a mocking expression.

Mussolini did not answer, but crossed his arms behind his back, fists against his hips; With cold eyes, he stared at each other viciously.

"Hey! It is useless for you to hate me now, for this is the order of His Majesty the King and the many councillors, as well as the Pope! I'm just an executor, who told you to lose this war? If you were an invincible leader, perhaps I would be the one imprisoned today, not you! Right! Your Excellency the Prime Minister! ”

The Chief of the General Staff, Marshal Badoglio, shrugged his shoulders and joked.

Mussolini still did not respond to the other party, but only glared at the other party more viciously, then turned in frustration and was slowly escorted into the police barracks by the guards with bayonets.

And half an hour after Mussolini was imprisoned by the king, an explosive piece of news instantly caused a sensation in the whole of Italy.

Including those Italian citizens who had lost their relatives, their homes, and even their own seriously injured because of the bombing of the British and American air forces; was also shocked by this shocking news, stunned and stunned, his eyes were round, and his mouth was wide open in disbelief.

The news was: "All the people of Italy, come and rejoice!" Mussolini is finished, the fascist demon who has led us to the quagmire of war is finished, and he has been imprisoned by our beloved and merciful King! A peaceful and happy life will soon come to all of Italy! ”

"The king is wise! Long live the King! ”