Carter Manor.
This was a three-thousand-square-meter estate in the Muggle world, located in New York, United States.
Arvis Carter sat in his study with his personal secretary, who was reporting on matters related to the election campaign.
The personal secretary was a man from the magical world, a wizard.
Naturally, any wizard who could be at Arvis Carter's side at such a time was an elite cultivated by the Carter family.
Quite a few wizards also lived in the manor, doubling as professional bodyguards.
As long as their identities as wizards remained undisclosed, they would protect Arvis Carter's safety to the best of their abilities. When necessary, they could use wizarding abilities.
Whenever wizarding abilities were used, professionals had to handle the aftermath.
There were other great families like the Carter family as well.
Open restrictions had little effect on many super families.
At most, they served as a slight constraint.
"Young Master, this is all the information we have for now. Your current approval rating stands at fifty-five percent," Frank Carter reported after organizing the documents.
Arvis Carter nodded slightly and said, "Keep increasing our efforts. Try to raise it by another five points and ensure victory in the election."
"Yes, Young Master!" Frank Carter immediately replied.
After waving Frank Carter away, fatigue appeared on Arvis Carter's face.
Arvis Carter rubbed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was so startled that he shot to his feet.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Guards!"
Arvis Carter had no choice but to be cautious, especially while he was campaigning.
Any stranger who suddenly appeared posed a danger to him.
Yet no matter how Arvis Carter shouted, the door did not open, nor did anyone else enter.
"No need to call."
"I used magic here. No one will hear