The first automotive empire
The original automobile was developed in the German Empire.
While the German Empire had the best internal combustion engine technology in the world, the most advanced automotive technology, and the longest history, it was the peasants of the New World who created the automotive civilization.
And why?
Because a rare entrepreneur named Ford created a conveyor belt system, the enemy of workers, and literally turned out 15 million cars?
"But in the TS world, it would be different. Because America is divided into the United States of America and the Confederate States of America, and Karl Benz, the inventor of the commercial automobile, was on my radar! Kah-kah-kah-kah-kah! Ford, I'm going to chew up the entire world automobile market before you're even born! Kahahaha!!!"
"Crazy asshole."
The look of disgust....
Heart breaking.
***
August 5th, 1888.
Mannheim, a city in the Dual Kingdom of Baden-Württemberg.
"You mean to tell me that there is an inspirer here named Karl Benz?"
"Yes, sir. Kaiser."
"Tsk. I'm sure there are still madmen in the provinces who have a grudge against me and are clutching their pounding hearts to put a bullet in my head..."
"You are bringing the Empire down to the provinces.... I apologize."
In my previous life, I traveled the provinces flattering people with my crippled arm, but lately I've been keeping a low profile.
The world is a big place, the German Reich is a big place, and there are a lot of fucking assholes in it.
To make matters worse, where once it was republicans, socialists, and communists who wanted my head, now it's royalty and Junkers who look at me and clench their throbbing hearts.
'Understanding goes to.... The sovereignty that was so violated by the unification was bought this year without a trace.'
The Great Imperial Purge took place a few months ago.
Since that day, the royals of the Empire have come to their senses.
They realized that if they continued to be a small, game-changing entity, they would be eaten by the Eight Fools and the Kingdom of Prussia.
...So?
A massive merger and acquisition frenzy, both corporate and national, was underway, and the small kingdoms made gestures through marriages.
Among them was the Dual Kingdom of Baden-Württemberg, created when the Duchy of Baden was forcibly annexed by the Kingdom of Württemberg.
Its population, industry, and economy have grown, and its power has increased.
Although it still ranks third, it has closed the gap with the Kingdom of Bavaria, which had a huge gap.
"Still, compared to Berlin, the center of the German Empire, it's like the countryside, isn't it? I was supposed to bring you an inspiration, but instead I came all the way to the countryside..."
"Heh.... Isn't it strange to compare it to Berlin, one of the top ten cities in the world?"
"You...."
Me and Bismarck frowned at the shitty city.
When we heard a voice behind us, we turned our heads to see a woman standing tall and proud with a mountain in her hands.
Her name is... "Louise von Württemberg..." and she smells like a virgin who has never had a boyfriend.
"...Louise von Württemberg. Why are you here?"
"Well, the Emperor of the German Empire is visiting my kingdom, and as royalty, I can't stand still, can I?"
"Tsk. You've become a nuisance. I mobilized the Gestapo to come as secretly as possible..."
Even I, who can't resist a good-looking woman, feel a little uncomfortable with Louise von Württemberg.
It's not just that I'm a sucker for young, plump beauties, but I've come to realize that this bitch's obsession is beyond my wildest imagination.
"Emperor. Kaiser. Kaiser. Kaiser. Kaiser. Kaiser."
"...But why?"
Louise walked over to me and shyly put her arms around me.
The arms of a beauty.... Not bad.
The problem is, as soon as she opens her arms, she looks up at me and her eyes are all over me.
-Creepy
-Creepy
I can feel Bismarck's life in real time, and if Victoria had come with me, I'd have been photographed all over Baden-Württemberg.
Meanwhile, Louise is doing her best.
"Dear Wilhelm.... Have you seen the letter I sent you every day?... Did you see it?"
"Yes.... I've seen it."
"And have you ever thought of telling me what was in those letters-"
"No. I won't listen to it at all, not even with a snail in my eye!"
"Hmph.... Bad."
At my tirade, Louise obediently backed away.
Huh, she's not an easy girl, is she?
"What...? This isn't the only time we'll get a chance. Even though people call me a virgin, we still have plenty of time to convince Wilhelm and be together. We'll be together for the rest of our lives~❤️"
"Crazy bitch."
***
As the harsh words flew out of my mouth, a car rumbled by at a slow pace.
-Rumbles
"This is... What kind of shit car is that?"
"Kaiser. This is the most advanced car in the world."
"I know... But it's still a shit car."
The old man in the car, which had been refurbished for my arrival and whose body had changed from wood to iron but was still crude, got out quickly as soon as he saw me.
He knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and looked me up and down to see what I had seen and learned.
"Karl Benz, director of the Rheinische Gasmotorenfabrik Benz & Cie. dares to recognize Wilhelm II as the rightful leader of the German Empire."
"Yes.... It is a pleasure to meet you, Europe's greatest warrior, who dared to bring this body to a country like Minheim."
At my words, Karl Benz broke into a cold sweat.
"I apologize. Emperor. Apparently, the Benz Patent Motor Car is quite delicate, and even if you take the train all the way to Berlin, something can go wrong with a part, and the only workshop that can fix it is ours in Minheim."
"Isn't there another one?"
"..."
"You have called me here, under the protection of the royal family of Baden-Wuerttemberg, because the transport officials, who have a vested interest in the transport and distribution market, will lynch your car as soon as they see it in Berlin."
"...!!!!"
Rheinisch von Württemberg's eyes widened at my words.
"How did you know that our royal family was involved in the Rheinische Gasmotorenfabrik Benz & Cie.?"
"...You seem to be forgetting that I am the master of the Gestapo?"
"Ah.... So you did some research before meeting Karl Bentz?"
"No. I just did my usual diligent inspection of the entire royal family of Baden-Wuerttemberg?"
"..."
Why else would I have created the Gestapo?
I created it to spy on people like you.
***
It's a shitty car, but it's the world's first gasoline car, right?
"Shall we go for a ride then?"
"...!!!!"
"...!!!!"
"...!!!!"
My words scared everyone.
In a good way and a bad way.
"What?! Even though I built this car, I can't guarantee its safety. If the Emperor were to roll over while driving, I and my family would be ruined. Even though I'm approaching old age, I still want to live."
Karl Benz, the man who invented the automobile.
He objected with a frothy mouth.
Hey....
You built it, you shouldn't be against it!
"I can't believe the emperor would think of driving something that's nothing more than a coffin.... I must have raised you wrong. If you want to ride in a real car, push me out of the way and go!"
Bismarck, the so-called Iron Chancellor of the German Empire.
She pushed me as if I would fall to the ground at any moment.
She doesn't even know who owns this thing and she's threatening me!
"Kaaaaaaaah! I'm in the car with you! I don't care if you die in the car with the emperor, we'll both die on the same day and at the same time, so I'll find you in heaven in no time, right? Victoria, who will die a long time later, unlike that cat. Oops!"
Louise of Württemberg, the best of the Aryans when it came to obsessions.
Her eyes shone and she looked as if she was going to pounce on me at any moment.
And why should I die?
I will never die until I have united the Aryan people!
***
I was forced to get out of the car to their vehement opposition.
Boom!
I know they all stopped me for my safety, but feeling dirty is dirty.
I said, puffing out my cheeks and crossing my arms.
"So who is going to be the first person in the world to drive a gas car for an extended period of time?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
No one raised their hand in response to my words.
Who would dare to drive a coffin that even its creator was uncomfortable with?
No.... And yet this old man is selling something on the market that even he is afraid to ride?
Write. Maybe we should take a second look at the law before crazies like this old man start popping up all over the place....