Chapter 1137: Chapter 562: Mexico City Radiates Imperial Aura!

“At this decisive moment, I urge every citizen to stay united. We may have differences in policy, but our love for this red land will forever bind us. Be wary of any agitators attempting to incite violence; the independence of Texas will be achieved with legality and dignity.”

“My grandfather once told me: ‘A true Texan doesn’t wear the flag on their lips, but lives out the weight of the flag through their actions.’ Let us prove to the world: Here, freedom is not a museum exhibit, but the sun that rises every day.

God bless Texas!

Paul Constantine Stuart will fight to the last!”

Below, the Texans cheered, and gunfire could still be heard, with the National Guard shooting into the sky.

Inside the White House, there was a silence.

If someone were to fart now, it would surely be like an earthquake.

Finally, someone spoke up:

“What is he doing! He’s kicking us while we’re down!!” Senate Speaker Charles Grassley‌ jumped up, his face livid, “This is treason, treason!”

He then turned to the similarly stern-looking Defense Minister Norman Schwartzkopf and other military personnel, asking, “The military, shouldn’t they suppress this?”

Francesca Daniels tapped the table beside her, then threw out, “According to Article 1, Section 10, Clause 3 of the Constitution of the United States, the state of Texas possesses constitutional self-defense rights and is entitled to resist invasions from others.”

She paused, “If the U.S. Government sends in the military, they have the right to seek armed assistance from other states or foreign governments.”

“Hiss…”

Was this inviting a son, or inviting a grandfather?

“Damn it!”

Someone cursed weakly and powerlessly.

But more was the panic.

America…

Could it really disintegrate like this?

We must know, Texas isn’t the only one with tendencies toward independence.

“Call Paul and ask him what he means.” Senate Speaker Charles Grassley‌ quickly said.

The big shots in the room hurriedly took out their phones to call, but soon shook their heads, indicating no one was answering.

Outside the window.

The sky was dark, as if a precursor to a rainstorm, making it hard to breathe.

Under these circumstances, even Washington would scratch its head.

…

The waves of Texas independence were evidently significant.

Alaska: “Huh? Huh! Huh?!! Yoshi!”

California: “Respect Texas’s choice, they are all heroes, Paul, stay spirited, don’t lose face!”

Florida: “I think I have a few words to say to the federal government.”

…

Under such circumstances, the root of all problems, Illinois, influenced by the Ramsfield family, was unusually calm!

Both sides actually tacitly agreed to a ceasefire, and the state National Guard leisurely appeared on the front line, acting as a barrier.

March 31, 1993.

Mexico City, National Palace.

The weather was very clear.

On the vast park lawn, Victor was delivering a speech destined to be recorded in history.

“I am very, very happy that when hegemony arises within America, someone can stand up and tell everyone, no! Not all Americans are like this!”

“I greatly admire Mr. Paul, he taught me a lesson, that one must care about conscience and morality, and the people of Texas do not wish to stand with bandits and supremacy.”

“This is a historical choice and a necessary choice.”

Casare and others listened very solemnly below, even clapping during the pause, but they were very happy inside.

After the “Texas Incident,” Mexico’s high-level officials discussed many times.

Victor couldn’t help but mock Texas’s shortsightedness more than once!

Without the U.S., what are you?

The world’s 8th largest economy?

Surpassing Russia.

It seems impressive, but you are sandwiched between Mexico and the U.S., you’ve offended the federation, do you also want to offend Victor?

No way.

To some extent, you have to lean towards Mexico.

Though cursing Paul privately for having a screwed-up brain, outwardly he still had to praise him: “The conscience of the American Empire.”

Just like Lenovo.

“I think the boss has exhausted all his available compliments.” Casare couldn’t help but whisper to Cuauhtémoc beside him, smiling.

“If Governor Paul needs it, I’d even enshrine his tablet in a temple in Thailand.”

Cuauhtémoc grinned but then saw the reporters behind and beside him, covering his mouth, “God bless, diversity among people allows us to always have someone on our side during chaotic and tense times.”

On stage!

Victor was visibly excited, his face flushed, and he was speaking without notes, meaning our Emperor put genuine emotion into it.

“I understand the pain of being isolated, therefore, we, Mexico, are willing to be the first to recognize the legitimacy of the Texas Republic!”

“If Paul needs it, my phone will be open 24 hours for him, and we will work together to achieve true peace in North America!”

Casare had been waiting, standing up immediately, cheering with all his might.

The staff of the National Palace were clapping and cheering with all their might too.

The reporters who followed in the rear looked at each other and braced themselves to cheer along.

The host responsible for on-site control came up, “Next, the reporters, please ask your questions.”

At this moment, Casare suddenly ran up onto the stage, handing a teacup to Victor.

Sitting below, Cuauhtémoc saw this scene, looked around, and whispered to Goebbels and others, “Sometimes, you have to learn Casare’s perceptiveness, Mr. Leader speaking up there and no one to serve him tea and water, he deserves to improve.”