The Indian Union's embassy district is a converted ranch from a former pasture and is located at the foot of the North Mountain, on a flat but low-lying terrain.

Looking out from the windows here, you can't see anything but a curved hill.

Davis and Steve had been here for a whole week, and it was like they were imprisoned, and they couldn't go anywhere except in the embassy area.

But those days are coming to an end.

The upcoming negotiations will be the last with the Indians. Davis and Steve spent the whole day, discussing from morning to evening, and only rested two hours before the meeting was about to start.

This trip to White Rock City can be described as arduous. In the future, if anyone says that Indians are easy to deal with, Davis and Steve will be the first to stand up and punch that person in the mouth - "You can do it?" ”

The upcoming negotiations are the beginning and the end.

It was the first time that a white man sat down at the same negotiating table with an Indian, and probably the last.

Either way, both Davis and Steve agreed that a change of tactics was needed in the negotiations.

The act of pointing at the Indians' nose and scolding like before definitely needs to be restrained, at least not to provoke the other party for no reason.

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Surely we can't say anything like "you orcs ......" or "don't think you're on ......my level if we sit at the same table." At the very least, at the negotiating table, the Indians had to be seen as an adversary.

The two of them sat in their chairs and closed their eyes to recuperate, but the noise coming from the window was so noisy that it affected their rest.

"Ignore the voices, Steve!" Davis said calmly: "That's all a despicable trick deliberately made up by the Indians to influence us!" ”

"Then why is there a fire on the other side of the hill?" Steve asked.

"It's all a clumsy trick, but it's just to affect our mood and spirit!" Davis said, "Negotiation is a battle, and anything goes!" ”

Steve closed his eyes and waited quietly for the time to negotiate.

The tricks used when negotiating with the Indians back then were also learned by the Indians and used against them!

……

At 11:50 p.m., Soya came over and took them to the negotiation site.

Today, Soya wore a new dress, cut her hair, shaved her beard, and looked radiant.

Davis glanced at him, "Soya, you're in good spirits today!" ”

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Davis!" Soya replied, "After all, it's a big day!" ”

"That's right, it's a big day!" Davis said.

They pushed open the door and walked along the path under the eaves to another small building. Today's negotiations have changed venue again.

"What's that fire?" Davis asked in a moment's time.

"Don't you know, Mr. Davis?" Soya looked at him strangely, "I thought you already knew—"

Soya has always suspected that Davis is not the only one who has bought people in White Rock City, but after repeated attempts in the past few days, it seems that he is really the only one.

His perception of the 'powerful' diplomatic power of the United States has weakened a little bit - it is really just a paper tiger!

However, he replied immediately: "-White Rock City is ready to send troops south!" ”

"Oh...... Yes? "What?"

Davis and Steve were both shocked, and the hearts that had finally calmed down just now suddenly set off a monstrous wave.

Like a thunderclap exploding in my ears, my brain was buzzing, I couldn't think of anything, and I didn't want to think about anything.

Davis screamed and froze in place.

Steve was leaning against the wall, his body shaking.

"Please, Mr. Davis, Mr. Steve—", Soya stood in front of a small white door and made a gesture of respectful invitation, "The meeting is about to begin!" Our negotiators are already waiting inside! ”

……

Soya pushed the door open.

The house was filled with flowers, and the air was filled with a rich fragrance.

Candlelight shines through the gaps in the petals, imprinting beautiful shadows on the white walls.

Davis was still sweating on his back, but the applause immediately drowned him out.

"A warm welcome to our friends from afar, Mr. Davis and Mr. Steve!"

There was a long table in the middle of the conference room, and the opposite side of the long table was full of people, and at a glance, there were about twenty of them.

On the side of the door, there were only two people, Davis and Steve.

"Mr. Davis is an old friend of ours......"

Opposite sat a small guy in the middle, and everyone else was standing, but he was the only one. “…… Please forgive me for not being able to stand up and welcome you both! But I would like to express my great appreciation and approval to the two of you for being able to come to White Rock City at this time! ”

The beaver pressed his hands to either side, and the applause suddenly stopped.

Only then did Davis notice that everyone in the conference room was wearing new clothes and cutting their hair short, all like groom officials attending a wedding.

"For the sake of peace on the North American continent, we have all made great efforts! You probably don't know yet, right? Just two hours before the meeting began, Mr. Davis and Mr. Steve were still working a peace plan, and it can be said that both the Indians and the American people knew the dangers of war, longed for peace, and wanted to avoid war! This is our common wish! ”

When the beaver said this, he kept smiling.

If Davis hadn't been in contact with a beaver before, he would have thought that the guy in the wheelchair in front of him was a kind old man.

But now Davis only felt disgusted.

He wanted to say something, but his mind was in a mess - just after hearing the news revealed by Soya, the Indians had decided to send troops south!

That being the case, what else is there to talk about?

In the planning of the day and Steve, he originally planned to give these Indians some sweetness and give up part of the 26 articles that he had been insisting on before, but now it seems that it is still necessary?

The Indians were one step ahead of him and overturned the table......

"But it is really heartbreaking that a handful of opportunists in Washington, ignoring the voices of the American and Indian people calling for peace, have dragged countless innocent people into the flames of war for their own selfish interests!" Beaver said.

Davis opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

The absurd world in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him at all, his body was still here, but his soul had been withdrawn. Flowers, candlelight, and applause are all wanton taunts by the evil devil.

The Indians went south...... The Indians went south......'

No matter how hard he tried to get his soul back into his body so that he could say something, it was like a demon in his heart, constantly tugging at his ears and muttering, making him lose his mind and lose his soul.

He was once a master of eloquence, and when he was in the Far East, he talked and laughed with a group of feudal officials. But now, he only felt cold, like a frozen quail.

All languages have turned pale!

"Come, please be seated, Mr. Davis! Our purpose today is to make one last effort for peace! ”

"Before our negotiations begin, let's observe a moment of silence for the innocent civilians who died in Mexico," the beaver said. ”

……

"Alright, the silence is over!"

"We solemnly call on the troops of the American Federation to withdraw immediately and unconditionally from Mexico and Texas to give the North American continent a chance at peace......"

Beaver didn't mention the '26' that the two sides had been entangled back and forth before, but threw out an offer that John Davis had no authority to do and could not agree to.