Bradley's Joy Turns to Sorrow

Although there had been a minor accident, the Gwent flagship store's opening was still a success.

At exactly eleven in the morning.

A group of enforcement team members dressed in white kimono-style wizard robes entered Tokyo International Airport, more than twenty kilometers from Ginza.

They did not attract anyone's attention, as if they did not exist.

Vincent, walking beside Takuma, was no exception.

Even though his black robe was especially conspicuous.

"The nearest direct flight to New York."

The clerk behind the counter gave a sweet smile. "Please wait a moment, sir."

About half a minute later, she apologized profusely. "I'm terribly sorry, but an unusual tropical cyclone has just formed over the Pacific Ocean, so all flights for the next three days have been canceled."

Vincent returned her smile politely. "What about somewhere else? Anywhere in the Americas will do."

"Sir, the nearest flight to Brazil is at three this afternoon."

"What about Europe?"

"That is also at three this afternoon, a direct flight to Paris."

"Sorry for disturbing you." His face darkened the moment he turned away.

Which Furaikan had chosen this moment to cause trouble?

He gently rubbed his young face and returned to the waiting area.

With empty hands, there were definitely no flights.

Sam raised his face.

"Ashiya Department Head, he can perform intercontinental Apparition. Why not let him go back by himself?"

Takuma considered it briefly and agreed.

As long as Vincent left, it was none of his business if he accidentally ended up in another country.

"I'll deliver the relevant documents to the Magical Congress as soon as possible.

Mr. Wayne, do you have any other requests?"

"No."

No one asked whether Sam had any objections.

The enforcement team members acting as guards all treated him like a plague god.

Once they got