"So... you chose a nuclear bomb?" Prime Minister Alain's voice was dry, every word sounding as if it had been forced out of his throat.
"Sorry. At the time, I didn't know it was a nuclear bomb..." Vizet shook his head. "And their appearance was actually an accident in itself."
"Only after I successfully stopped the meteorite did I discover that among the falling objects marked 'safe' by the Magical Energy Field, there were not only that meteorite, but also those two bombs."
"Marked safe by the Magical Energy Field?" Prime Minister Alain frowned tightly and instinctively repeated the unfamiliar phrase, as if he had just swallowed a mouthful of Marmite.
"Mr. Lovegood, what exactly does that mean?" He leaned forward slightly, his sharp gaze fixed on Vizet, his tone filled with urgency and confusion.
"As we said earlier, a nuclear bomb—a weapon designed for destruction—how could it possibly be marked 'safe'? Is that safety absolute? Or is it only temporarily safe?"
Vizet met the prime minister's gaze, his tone steady and certain. "Prime Minister Alain, it is absolutely safe."
"At least until you dismantle it and then assemble it again, it is absolutely safe."
Hearing Vizet speak with such certainty, Prime Minister Alain stared closely at him, and a thousand words came together into one sentence. "Why?"
"Because this is magic." Vizet smiled as he spoke, his tone entirely matter-of-fact. "Prime Minister Alain, please allow me to demonstrate."
He snapped his fingers, and a book suddenly turned into a palm-sized penguin, flapping its wings as it flew into the air, yet letting out a wolf-like howl.
Baby Thunderbird reacted quickly, so excited that it wanted to pounce over and play with the penguin.
Luna reacted quickly as well, gently gathering Baby Thunderbird into her arms and soothing it in