Anyone who uses magic is a citizen of the wizarding world?
John wanted to use this clause to protect future wizards born into Muggle families.
He understood that it was impossible to expect these people to completely give up on the wizard.
In this case, he wanted to provide a layer of insurance for Muggle wizards.
After a Muggle wizard uses magic, he will automatically become a citizen of the Magic Kingdom and enjoy the protection of the Magic Kingdom.
When Root heard this request, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The Witch King is still reasonable, but the president is different.
His expression was solemn, because after seeing the abilities of wizards, the creation of such troops was already in the plans of various countries.
If a wizard is born in an American family and receives an American education and grows up, it is not impossible to find opportunities to train as an American wizard in the future.
But facing the crisis at hand, he must be cautious.
John was not in a hurry. He glanced at the time and said casually: "There is still one minute."
After realizing it, the two of them looked at their pocket watches and saw that the time was already only one minute.
There isn't much time left.
"We must promise him." Root looked at the president anxiously.
"No, he doesn't dare to destroy Washington." The president still wanted to take a gamble at this time.
Just don't destroy Washington.
Lute was anxious, even if the Witch King said that he agreed with his statement.
But no one knows the actual thoughts.
Hasty decisions will only push the whole world into darkness.
Who knows if the Witch King will just talk.
Root looked up at John and saw that the young Witch King was not in a hurry and even reached out to take a cup of black tea.
There are only thirty seconds left.
The president was still holding on, but Root was anxious.
"Don't worry about those damn things, what we need to protect is the people of the United States!" Root roared, "Once the place behind us is destroyed, America will be divided again!"
He stood up, grabbed the president's collar, and said viciously to him: "Do you want to be a sacrifice to witness the power of the Witch King?"
This action finally made the president wake up.
What matters is not later, but now.
He looked at his pocket watch and saw that the time was down to the last ten seconds.
The surrounding white color is getting brighter and brighter, about to swallow them up.
"I promise!"
Just as the white light was about to engulf them, the President relented.
"I would like to recognize the Magic Kingdom and its citizenship," he said.
The pocket watch was ticking to the last second.
Just when the second hand was about to jump over, time stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the pocket watch began to move backwards.
John smiled and said: "A good choice."
The time on the pocket watch turned back to three minutes and then stopped.
John raised his eyebrows and said, "Now we should talk about other things."
"it's not finished yet?"
Root really wanted to say "Oh no!"
His understanding of wizards only started today.
Speaking of which, he didn't understand why the wizard had such powerful power but never thought of ruling the world in the past.
After all, with the power of the World-Destroying Dragon, in the age of cold weapons, let alone unification, even the destruction of the world would be easy.
Later, John made suggestions about coexistence between the wizarding world and the Muggle world.
This time they were being truly diplomatic.
A diplomacy of equals.
Root understood that he could not underestimate anyone, especially a being who could destroy everything and had terrifying wisdom.
Having the president by your side means that everything is an American decision.
Suddenly, Root noticed that the time on the pocket watch did not move.
He was sure that this negotiation lasted more than an hour.
.
They were still in the manor, and even the ray of sunlight shining in from outside had not changed.
Is this world frozen in time?
This existence called the Witch King is full of mystery.
The United States promised to join other countries in the United Nations Parliament to formally recognize the existence of the Magical Realm.
It's just that this existence is like a mystery.
John didn't want the wizarding world to deviate from Muggles, nor did he want them to be affected too much.
"I want to know about the magic crystal, the Witch King." The president suddenly spoke.
Root became anxious when he heard that he dared to mention something that almost destroyed the fate of the United States.
But the president was not all mediocre. He stared at John and asked, "Is that really clean energy?"
"Are you curious?" John chuckled. "I can tell you the answer, but you need to tell me what you think, Mr. President."
"I'm not hiding it either. If it's true, the American government is willing to purchase magic crystals from the Magic Kingdom for energy use," the president said with a twinkle in his eye. "Even wizards need to develop their economy."
"You surprised me, Mr. President." John nodded and said, "The essence of magic crystal is the physical form transformed by magic."
"It is never a lie that it is stable and pollution-free, but..." John said meaningfully, "Are you sure you want to use this thing?"
The president thought for a while and nodded vigorously, "I hope it can be used."
"Well, we will get in touch again in the future," John smiled. "First of all, the price is not low."
As the main export goods of the magical country, they have not been processed by wizards, and what they get are only chronic poisons that will corrode Muggle items.
John didn't mind a little magical wonder in the Muggle world, but it didn't take much.
"You said we could talk calmly like this from the beginning. How good." John said with emotion.
This embarrassed the president.
But he didn't know that the extra confidence he had was all shaped by John.
It seems that in the whole incident, except for the heavy losses on the American side, basically no one in the wizard had an accident.
No, there is one.
The martyr willingly died at the Witch King's feet.
"I think we will meet again soon."
A mysterious smile appeared on John's lips.
The sunshine outside became stronger and stronger, and finally enveloped the president and Root.
They seemed to dream that they fell down the steps while sleeping, their bodies twitched, and there were noisy sounds in their ears.
"Mr President!"
The president could feel various touches on his body. He opened his eyes and saw a dozen nervous faces in front of him.
"What I am..."
There was confusion in his eyes, and Root also woke up.
The two lay on the ground, causing a pain in their backs.
"Where is the World-Destroying Dragon?" Root quickly grabbed a person and asked.
The man was scared and said, "We didn't know that the dragon suddenly disappeared. When it arrived, we only found you lying on the ground."
"Is this a dream?" The president and Root looked at each other.
They were clearly in a manor before.
In the blink of an eye, they were back in Washington and having a good night's sleep.
I looked at my watch and saw that the hand had jumped to the last second just before the prescribed hour.
An hour is just right.
They prevented the arrival of the World-Destroying Dragon.
The rest of the life.
From now on, wizards have gradually become feared by human hunters.
The World-Destroying Dragon also told everyone that the wizard had the power to overturn the table.
Until the Muggles could shake the dragon, no evil could come to the fore.
...
And John, always looking over there
.
"If you don't make me a human, then I will be your god."
He stared at his right hand, where there was a gash.
The blood flowing out of it is as rich and golden as the sand of time.
He stepped onto the steps to becoming a god.
The wizard who is re-estimated by Muggles will grow up under the barrier named John Wick.
He is the sharpest and most terrifying spear and the most indestructible shield in the magical world.
Only God can keep those people in awe.
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