There is no wall in the direction of St. Peter's Square. You can open your arms to Rome and drive straight into St. Peter's Square along the Avenue of Concorde. The fastest update is to drive out of the Avenue of Concorde. The trailer motorcycle of the head of state's convoy is divided into two groups, left and right, and parked on both sides of the entrance of the circular colonnade.

Following closely behind was a truck carrying guard flag soldiers. He did not enter St. Peter's Square, but stopped on the driveway of the solemn colonnade road on the east side of the square. Teams of guard flag soldiers wearing black parade dresses jumped out of the carriage under the urging of the non-commissioned officers, and then lined up in a neat row and stepped into St. Peter's Square in a high stance.

Seventy-five head guard officers and soldiers lined up into another neat square on the left hand of the Swiss Guard of the Holy See. The black steel helmet shone with cold light, and the 98k etiquette rifle with bayonets was close to the boots.

"This is the first time that foreign teams have been allowed to enter this square since the founding of the Vatican." A full-time priest of the pope whispered to his companions around him.

"By definition, they are the private guards of the German head of state, not really an army." The speaker was a domestic priest wearing a black robe.

"This priest has now conquered the whole of Europe, and Germany may become the next Holy Rome in his hands." A cardinal priest stroked the beads on his wrist and said with a serious expression.

"If it was really as you said, we might be witnessing a piece of history today. However, it is not as easy as I imagined to rebuild Holy Rome. The road this priest has to take is still very long." A cardinal shook his head and sighed.

In order to give time for the ceremony to prepare, Xu Jun's Mercedes-Benz deliberately slowed down, and as a result, a group of Italian citizens waiting on Concorde Avenue were cheaper. They cheered to the handsome German head of state, and kept throwing the prepared flowers and colorful paper into the cabin of the convertible.

The Roman citizens showed extraordinary enthusiasm, but put great pressure on the head of state's personal guards. Captain Stark stood on the pedal with the car door, and colorful shreds of paper and various petals sprinkled him all over.

Although an Italian military police stood every few steps beside the street, the German guards on the front and rear guard cars were still vigilantly watching the crowd on both sides. They really dared not underestimate these Italians, as if they were born with assassination specialization.

Italy has been rich in assassins in history, and assassinations in the Roman era emerged one after another, especially when the Pope ruled the Apennines, the whole of Europe exuded the stench of conspiracy. (Wille: "I heard that the highest-level assassins in Italy can sweep away thousands of troops with a sword." Xu Jun: "This is not an assassin, it is just a Germanic berserker." (□′)┻━┻")

"Keep smiling, Weiller, you look too nervous." The head of state waved to the enthusiastic crowd outside the car with a bright smile on his face.

"Sorry, my head of state." Weirle's tense face squeezed a smile.

"We are almost here, and there is St. Peter's Basilica ahead." Xu Jun tilted his head and gently pushed under Weirle's ribs with his elbow.

"Ah, yes, my head of state, there is the Vatican city." Weirle replied respectfully.

The guard car in front was parked outside the colonnade together with other vehicles. Only Xu Jun's Mercedes-Benz 770k drove into St. Peter's Square from the entrance of the colonnade. This was also the result of discussion with the Vatican. In any case, it would leave some face to the Holy See, and it would not be too arrogant.

"Salute!" Stark jumped out of the car from the pedal, ran quickly to the guard of honor, pulled out his sabers and stood up in front of him.

"Salute!" The Swiss guards in Renaissance-style uniforms stood upright at the command of the captain. The guards raised their sharp halberds in their hands and saluted the German head of state who was walking out of the car.

Amid the welcome music played by the Holy See band, the German head of state walked gracefully towards the supreme bishop of the Catholic Church, the supreme leader of the Christian world, God's servant in the world, and the current Pope Pius XII.

"Welcome to Vatican City, the Head of State of Germany." Pius XII extended his right hand to Xu Jun.

Seeing the pope's action, the bishops standing on both sides began to become nervous. Many people even held their breath and stared at Xu Jun who was stepping forward.

"I'm honored to see you, my uncle." Xu Jun reached out and held the Pope's hand.

The expression on Pius XII changed slightly, but then a gentle smile appeared.

This is a temptation made by the pope. If Xu Jun is a devout believer, he should bow his head and kiss the power ring worn on his right hand to express his respect for him and the Roman Catholic Church.

When each Pope ascended the throne, he would cast a personal power ring. The ring was made of pure gold, and the surface of the ring was carved with the Peter's fishing pattern passed down from generation to generation by the Holy See. Because each Pope nominally regarded himself as the successor of the first Pope Peter of Rome, so he declared his power with this pattern.

Therefore, this ring is called the "Fisherman's Right Ring" or "Peter's Right Ring". It is a personal symbol of the Pope. When every pope issued a private letter and a Vatican order, he used this ring as his personal seal and stamped it on the fire lacquer seal of the letter or the lead seal of the official document.

After each pope dies, his authority will be crushed under the supervision of the Holy See's property manager, avoiding the sealing of forged documents by others before the new pope is elected.

In addition to the general greetings and tributes, the right to kiss also has a secret political significance behind it, that is, in the Christian world, this is also regarded as a sign of the kisser's submission to the Roman Catholic Church.

Xu Jun was not very knowledgeable about religion before, but there were many experts in this area in the Nazi Party, especially Himmler, who had a large group of people, so he had long received professional tips that when contacting organizations like the church that pay great attention to tradition and etiquette, he must be careful everywhere.

The results obtained by the Holy See's first temptation were obviously disappointed. The young man, who was called "the apostle of God" by the world, seemed not as they had imagined before, but was a pious person.

But there is nothing strange about this. The Roman Catholic Church has stood firm for thousands of years. In the past, I don’t know how many tyrants have seen. Among them are wild beasts in human skins and true saints who are compassionate to the heavens. However, the Catholic Church never cares about whether they are personal pious or not, but only depends on whether they can contribute to the development of the Catholic Church. As long as it is beneficial to the development of the Catholic Church, even if you have ever had bloody and sinful hands, you only need to confess your piousness before the Holy God and you will be forgiven by God.

"It has been seven years since the last meeting. I didn't expect that we would reunite here in seven years, but I have become the pope and you have become the head of Germany." Pius XII smiled and let go of Xu Jun's hand.

"Yes, when I think back now, I can't help but sigh that the fate of life is really wonderful." Xu Jun took back his hand and took back the scepter from his left hand.

"Everything is God's will, and all glory belongs to the Lord." The Pope turned sideways and made an invitation gesture.

"You are right, the Crown Prince, everything is God's arrangement." Xu Jun raised his head and smiled extremely brightly.

"Please follow me, my respected head of state, the Vatican has specially prepared a mass for you today." The Pope spread his hands.

"This makes me feel extremely honored, I am the best." Xu Jun bowed gracefully.

The pope turned around and led the way to the majestic St. Peter's Basilica behind him, followed by a group of priests and two young men carrying the hem of the pope.

The Holy See band next to it played melodious and pleasant sacred music, and the choir priests and young monks lined up in two lines and sang hymns in unison.

Xu Jun turned his head and looked at the colonnade behind him, then looked at the SS members lined up next to him.

"It looks like a good start, Weiller." The German head of state squeezed his eyes at Weiller, and then followed the Cardinal who guided him toward the church gate.

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