Just when the two were in trouble.
The surrounding scenery changes.
When they reacted, their surroundings had turned into an empty manor.
This place is extremely empty, with only a sofa and a table in the huge room.
On the sofa, a young man with black hair and a luxurious wizard robe was holding a cup of black tea.
"Please take a seat."
The young man's voice was full of meaning that no one could refuse.
The president and Root looked at each other. Neither of them could guess where this place was.
Fortunately, they could probably guess the identity of the person opposite.
Root looked around and asked, "Where are we sitting?"
"Anywhere." John raised an eyebrow.
Without any reaction, Root found himself sitting down.
The president is by his side.
"Black tea or coffee?" John continued to ask.
"Coffee." The president tugged on his tie to make his breathing less suppressed.
He stared at John's face and asked, "Have we met?"
"Mr. President, it's really easy to forget." John chuckled, "Don't you remember last night?"
last night?
stove!
The President remembered who it was.
The one who speaks to himself.
"Are you the Witch King?" He did not expect that the so-called Witch King turned out to be a young man.
John said casually, "Obviously the answer is so."
Lute also thought that this person was the Witch King.
"Forgive me for being rude before," the president said, knowing that this was not the time to put on airs. "I hope there can be a new negotiation."
"Oh?" John lifted the cup, and the teapot floated in the air and poured him a cup of hot tea with white smoke.
He sipped the black tea and said nonchalantly: "I have shown you kindness before, Mr. President."
"Your reward is the harm to wizards, the attack on Magic Crystal Island, and the arrest of wizards in Plymouth Colony."
"You contemptuously call wizards rats," John shook his head and said, "But you forget that in the Middle Ages, the source of the Black Death was rats."
He did not have the humility to talk to the leader of the most powerful country, but was flat and excessively calm.
"Francis' matter involved your indulgence and instruction. How should I repay your kindness?"
John's calm words can always bring cold sweats to people.
The president's mind was spinning rapidly. His previous arrogance was indeed too stupid.
"Equality, this is your condition, I show it to you." John said calmly, "Now, it's time for me to see what you have to convince me."
The Dragon of Destruction is at the door of Washington, and the two of them feel that the pressure has increased too much.
Not only that, John didn't stop putting pressure on the two.
He took out a pocket watch and opened it. The time inside showed that there were less than three minutes left.
The second hand moves in the pocket watch.
He slowly pushed it over.
Seeing the remaining time, Root took a deep breath and said seriously: "We apologize for our previous arrogance, respected Witch King."
"But I know that you did not come with destruction."
"Not with destruction?" John smiled, "There are many places in the United States that have been destroyed."
"Yes, I know," Root looked at John seriously, "But Westview is an exception, isn't it?"
"What you are attacking is the base where the wizard is imprisoned and the base where you want to attack."
"At this point, I see your kindness."
"Mercy? I didn't expect that one day killing would be called mercy." John said with emotion, "You have convinced me, Mr. Root."
"Work harder
, maybe I will be persuaded by you. "
Root listened to the tone of the other person's words and understood that the other person was just looking at a toy.
"People who are not equal can't have a conversation at the same table," Root took a deep breath. "Even if Washington is destroyed, it will not do any good to the wizarding world."
"You're wrong," John joked. "Wizards need a piece of land as their hometown."
"Washington is pretty good."
John snapped his fingers and the scenery around him changed.
The empty room turned white, and then the surrounding area gradually turned into a place where there were less tall buildings and modern civilization.
"The United States was founded only by massacring the indigenous people of this land."
They saw the original owners of this land being massacred by the army that came from across the ocean.
"Killing is the essence of development. I am just reproducing what you have done." John relaxed his posture, let go of the cup in his hand and disappeared, and said comfortably leaning on the sofa, "I don't think there is anything wrong."
His family's history was brought out, and the president hurriedly said, "No, it's different. We are here to survive."
"It's also because of my survival!" John interrupted him with a sharp look in his eyes, "Have you forgotten who is expelling the land where wizards live?"
Of course it is me.
The president couldn't tell the truth. When he bullied the wizards, no one said they had such terrible weapons.
Root glanced at the president. Although he was a president from a prestigious university, he was not a good candidate for diplomacy.
"Then you can't accomplish the feat of the United States." Root regained his calm diplomat image, stared at John and said, "The rules of this world are not like that."...
"You can destroy Washington and even take the wizard with you to occupy the corpse-strewn place."
"But the country, every country, including your allies, they will not continue to deal with you, but organize themselves to declare war on the wizards."
"Because we have seen your cruelty." Root said, "You can promise good relations with other countries, which means that wizards do not want to become the enemy of mankind."
"Dear Witch King," Lute said without condescension, "I understand your anger. Death is just death and cannot create everything."
True diplomacy is to use benefits to invite, to use harm to force others!
John looked at Root with admiration in his eyes.
This man is a good diplomat and also has insight into his own thoughts.
Yes, John will not destroy Washington.
Literally, not unless he's ready to reboot the world.
If a monster that can destroy Washington appears, then humans all over the world will unite to kill that monster.
This is the human heart.
Even countries that have agreed to have good relations with each other are still waiting to see their own attitude.
They allow wizards to have powerful weapons, but they cannot allow wizards to lose their human hearts.
Killing millions of people at once is no longer something a human being can do.
Then they will all turn their guns and aim at the existence called the wizard.
Behavior that is too extreme will make it impossible for wizards on opposite sides to coexist.
What John needs is to inflict pain on the most powerful country and make concessions.
The Dragon of Destruction is a magical nuclear weapon, and its deterrence lies in the existence of the dragon.
"You're right, it's easier to die than to create," John said, "and I don't want to rebuild."
This was a relief.
The president looked at Root with grateful eyes.
Root was also a little lucky that he made the right bet.
The pressure on diplomats who are called upon to be in danger is no less than that on the president, whose every word and deed represents the lives of millions of people behind him.
Now that I know it is not coming from destruction, I can also open a gap in the negotiations.
He said: "The United States will not do
As The Witcher continues to develop, this is a concession we make. "
Those wizards in the United States have become hot potatoes, and even if they want to make plans, they are not as blatant as Francis.
"Not enough," John shook his head and said, "These chips are not enough."
The dealer on the world stage is still Muggle. John is temporarily the dealer and must get enough conditions favorable to wizards for himself.
"The United States needs to permanently recognize the independence of the Magic Kingdom and not persecute its citizens."
John snapped his fingers again, and the surrounding scenery changed to the manor again.
"It's a real recognition in the form of a state," he said.
"Anyone who uses magic will be a citizen of the magic country."
His demands were not excessive, but they were embarrassing.
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