At the central main stronghold of the Leonard Defense Zone, bright green flames suddenly burst up inside the empty fireplace grate beneath the stone hearth. The Aurors on guard rose to their feet and raised their wands, ready to cast the Killing Curse and deal with the trouble at once if anything seemed off.
But Ian, with his stubborn head of blond hair, appeared in the middle of the flames, spinning rapidly like a top.
A few seconds later, he stepped over the fireplace grate. His hair already half covered his eyes, and with his eyes and brows drooping, Ian looked so dejected that he did not even brush the soot from his body as he usually did. The Auror guards naturally came forward and began running a round of checks on him, using spells such as Revelio.
After he passed the tests, the guard in the lead forced out a smile. "Sorry, Officer Knox... Just like you reported earlier, those cunning Kingdom People disguised quite a few people before, trying to infiltrate..."
"You did well..." Ian waved weakly. He lifted his head, and before him was a scene of noise and frantic activity.
This main defense zone in front of him was different from the defensive stronghold on the outskirts where their guerrilla unit was stationed. The guerrilla stronghold served a purely defensive purpose, and the people inside were only armed forces, while the members here looked extremely mixed.
Clerks in Congress uniforms, Aurors, Hit Wizards... Moreover, aside from the defense zones where teleportation had been cut off and escape had become impossible, a large portion of the personnel from the other defense zones occupied by the United Kingdom had fled here as well, so all sorts of identities could be seen.
Apart from the professionally trained armed personnel,