Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

"Dong-dong-dong! Dang-dong-dong!"

Samuel Hall, the British Ambassador to Madrid, had just gone to bed after a tiring day when he heard a rapid knock on the door.

Turning to look at the old clock in the corner, it was already past 1 am. Hall couldn't help but frowned. Are you bothering him so late? Is there anything that can’t wait until tomorrow? "What's up?!"

The secretary's voice came from outside the door. "Your Excellency, Deputy Head of State Salazar said that he needs to discuss an emergency with you."

Salazar? !Emergency situations? !

The bad mood just now was gone. Hall got up, quickly took off his pajamas, put on formal clothes and hurried to the study. After the Spanish Civil War, there was a pro-German atmosphere in Spain. Only a few people in the top leadership, led by Salazar, had pro-British tendencies. However, Salazar was as greedy as a vampire and had no restraint. He would ask for a large reward for revealing any trivial information.

If it weren't for the empire, Hall wouldn't even look at such greedy people.

But this was the first time Salazar came to see him so late at night. It must have been some major incident. When he walked to the study door, Hall gestured to the secretary next to him to prepare a "small gift" before opening the door and entering.

Vice President Salazar, who was leaning on the sofa and smoking a cigar comfortably, stood up and said hello. "Would you bother your Excellency the Ambassador by visiting so late at night?"

"No, it's an honor for me to be honored by His Majesty the Deputy Head of State." With his insincere polite words, Hall's eyes unconsciously looked at the cigar box on the desk.

Sure enough, what Salazar was holding in his mouth was the high-end cigar in the humidor.

Hall almost cursed out loud. Those were high-end cigars produced in Havana, Cuba, given to him personally by His Excellency Churchill. A cigar was worth dozens of pounds, and he was reluctant to smoke it. This uneducated bastard actually took it out and lit it without the owner's consent?

As if aware of Hall's thoughts, Salazar took a deep breath from the cigar, then slowly exhaled circles of smoke, tut-tutting. "Mr. Ambassador's taste is indeed unique. I have never smoked such a mellow and solid cigar before."

Can you be any more shameless?

Hall cursed in his heart, but still said the polite words that were duplicitous. "If His Excellency the Deputy Head of State likes..."

Before he finished speaking, Salazar quickly walked to the desk, took the entire cigar box and stuffed it into his briefcase. "Hahaha, your Excellency the Ambassador is so polite. I feel so disrespected."

You are paralyzed! !

Hall finally couldn't help but uttered a curse word. Unfortunately, the good manners of the British aristocrats could only allow him to curse out in his heart.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to forget about the cigar that was gone forever, and asked. "What is the emergency that His Excellency the Deputy Head of State is talking about?"

Salazar nodded seriously. "It is indeed a very urgent situation. The German envoy secretly visited us this afternoon."

Hall was shocked. "The Germans want your country to participate in the war?" Although Spain has been exporting various arms ore to Germany, it still remains neutral in name. If the Germans put pressure on Spain to enter the war, that would not be good news for Britain. After all, Spain had just experienced a war a few years ago, and had a considerable number of veterans with rich combat experience. Coupled with high-quality German equipment, its combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Salazar shook his head. "No, no, Spain is in the stage of development and does not want to get involved in any disputes. However, the Ambassador also knows that the Germans' help to us is obvious to all. As the saying goes, 'the hands that take others are short, the mouth that eats them is soft', we in Spain suffer After giving Germany so many benefits, there must be something in return, right?" After saying that, he picked up his cigar again and started puffing slowly, seemingly not noticing Hall's anxious look at all.

At this time, the secretary pushed in the door and handed a small exquisite box to Hall.

Hall forced a smile and pushed the small box towards Salazar. "Your Excellency, Deputy Head of State, these are some local specialties I brought from my hometown. I hope you will accept them."

Salazar smiled and opened the small box, took a look at it, then closed it and pushed it back. "Your Excellency, Ambassador, there is no need to be so polite. We are friends, and I am too embarrassed to always accept such generous gifts."

The expressions of Hall and the secretary changed slightly. This bastard's appetite is really getting bigger and bigger! Hearing that it was an emergency, he asked his secretary to prepare an extra copy, but he didn't even care? Damn it! Damn it! ! Damn it! ! !

After cursing hard in his heart, Hall was too lazy to continue arguing with Salazar, and directly motioned to the secretary to bring two more copies. After the secretary made another trip, Salazar stuffed the two boxes into his briefcase with a smile on his face and revealed the purpose of the German envoy's visit.

This frightened Ambassador Hall so much that he flew back to London overnight to report this information to Churchill in person.

It was already early in the morning when he arrived at the Prime Minister's Office. Churchill, who had been up all night because of the situation in Italy, almost fainted after hearing Hall's report.

Gibraltar is the "throat" of the Mediterranean Sea entering and exiting the Atlantic Ocean. Once it is breached by the Germans, the Mediterranean Sea will become a lake for the Germans, and the situation in the UK will become even more severe.

After barely pulling himself together, Churchill gritted his teeth and asked. "What do the Spaniards mean? Declaring war on us?" Now that Italy has declared war with Britain, it is a certainty. Now is Spain going to come? In the 16th century, Spain began to decline after Britain defeated the arrogant Spanish Armada. It can be said that it was not even qualified to be a rival to Britain. Such a second-rate country now dares to provoke the British Empire?

Fortunately, Ambassador Hall had good news. "No. The Spanish are just lending the road to Germany and will not send troops to attack Gibraltar. According to Salazar, there are many people who don't want to see Spain involved in the war. He wants us to provide funds so that they can Able to maneuver."

Churchill secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Humph, finally there is someone who understands. How much does he want?"

Ambassador Hall held up two fingers. "Two tons of gold."

Churchill frowned. "Two tons of gold? This guy has a really big appetite. What do you mean? Do we want to give him this money?"

Ambassador Hall nodded without hesitation. "I think you should agree. After all, compared to Spain's participation in the war, 2 tons of gold is nothing. But he specified that he wanted gold, not pounds."

"Why?"

"Salazar means that if Germany lands on British soil and Britain is destroyed, the pound will have no value. What he wants is hard currency."

Churchill was very sensitive to the word "annihilation" recently and couldn't help but curse. "This bastard! How could the British Empire be destroyed? When the British Empire survives this period, Germany will be destroyed! This time we will not show mercy, and the country of Germany will disappear completely!"

Ambassador Hall asked quietly, waiting for Churchill to finish venting. "Then reject Salazar?"

Churchill gritted his teeth. "No, take the gold with you when you go back."

Ambassador Hall brought up another matter. "Also, Salazar also proposed that we could raise the price to buy out Spanish tungsten mines, which would reduce exports to Germany."

Churchill's eyes lit up. "This is a good idea, but it must be expensive, right?"

Ambassador Hall held up a finger. “The Spanish’s asking price is US$5,000 per ton of tungsten ore.”

Churchill was shocked. "What?! So how much did they sell it to the Germans?"

"As far as I know, it is 100 US dollars per ton. However, Salazar said that the Germans have agreed to an appropriate price increase, and they did not disclose how much. Salazar also told me that they have 30,000 tons of tungsten ore in stock. It is ready to be sold to Germany and will be transferred to us if we can afford it.”

Churchill gritted his teeth angrily. "These cunning foxes! Let's wait and see how I kill them after finishing Germany!! Well, agree to all their conditions. They can be arrogant for a while, and they will definitely return their money doubled in the future."