"Anyway, no matter what, you should strengthen the quality education of the North District Wizards."
"They used to be tricksters, beggars, thieves, or human traffickers, completely out of place with the town's other districts. None of that was a problem... everyone was just making a living, and the Alliance would turn a blind eye."
"But now they are North District Wizards."
"That means they should know more about the Wizard Codex and feel more involved in the 'real' Wizarding World... It also means people cannot just die in the North District whenever."
The Yellow Flower Cat spoke casually. It seemed unconcerned that the North District Wizard had sacrificed a trickster, nor did it care about Colmar's responsibility in the matter—greatly surprising the young wizards present.
The tabby raised its head, noticed the young people's astonished expressions, rolled its eyes slightly, and realized what they were thinking.
"You are already an Archwizard." It twitched its whiskers and looked at Colmar mockingly, its tone full of admonishment. "Don't take such trivial matters so seriously... Does anyone go trouble Master Sifrus just because someone died from using God's Shadowless Blade in a duel?"
Sifrus was a potion master from Europe, though he was more widely criticized for his radical Black Magic leanings. God's Shadowless Blade was an extremely dangerous spell somewhere between Black Magic and White Magic, invented by Master Sifrus himself. Even so, he still had a chair at the Grand Wizard Council of the Wizard Alliance, and his voting rights had never been revoked.
No one in the Wizarding World had ever sued Master Sifrus in Danhaag because someone used that dangerous spell to hurt another person.
That example made Colmar breathe a sigh of relief.
"I will strengthen the management of the North District Wizards," she replied gravely. "Starting with