The little guy didn't know that he was already a grand duke. His thin golden hair was as soft as brocade. He is closing his eyes, nestling in his mother's arms, enjoying the most meticulous care and love in the world. It seems that the smoke all over the frontier and the blood sea in the concentration camp have nothing to do with him. He just lies quietly, letting the kind eyes of people around him touch his smooth skin“ The little guy sleeps so sweet. When he sucks, he looks like a wild animal. He is very hard and impatient. " Mercedes smiles and whispers his son's loveliness and mischief to the head of state and Anna sitting next to him“ Look at these people. What do they send as a gift? " Anna turned her lips, obviously dismissing the gift giving level of the top celebrities in the third empire. She looked at the table where the presents were piled up, picked up a golden pistol and made a look of disdain. Marshal Krupp gave the little guy a tank model. Mr. Augustus gave him a huge map of Germany. Krupp gave him the title deed of a castle at the foot of the Alps. Jellinnaike gave his grandson 3% duty-free shares of the white orchid group. Politicians from all over the world gave him countless gifts such as gems, watches and cars. Of course, the most frightening thing is SS commander Heidrich, who sent Anna this gilded pistol“ There are good gifts, on the way Acado helplessly smile, it seems that the gift level of these guys really can't catch up with the Italian leader Mussolini: "a gift that Mercedes and I can't refuse."