The beautiful elves left people dazed.
It was hard to reconcile those handsome faces with the menacing armor.
Though beautiful, they were not delicate. On the contrary, beneath their armor were powerful bodies far stronger than those of ordinary people.
Unfortunately, Fiona was not impressed.
The wizards guarding Azkaban were even less impressed.
"Another delivery?"
A squad of Hit Wizards was stationed at Azkaban year-round. One of them, a brown-haired wizard, smiled when he saw Fiona arrive with this "troupe of male models." "I've always envied the people at Auror Headquarters. Now it looks like their job isn't easy either."
Aurors had it easy?
Hearing such a prejudiced remark,
Fiona snapped, "Goodwhite, want a taste of my magic?"
The wizard named Goodwhite immediately raised his hands in surrender. He grumbled quietly, "Why do I feel like you've gotten fiercer since the Dueling Competition?"
Goodwhite had graduated from Beauxbatons, and the Inter-School League had taken place while he was still at school.
He had gone to Uagadou as one of the student representatives.
It was there that he had met Fiona.
Both had competed in the Dueling Competition, and Goodwhite had lost to Fiona.
They had become friends afterward.
But the paths they took were completely different.
Goodwhite had become a Hit Wizard and been dispatched from Wizard City to guard Azkaban.
Fiona had ended her career as an Auror in the United States and earned a promotion to Auror Headquarters.
Two outstanding wizards who had competed in the same arena had taken entirely different paths.
It was not that Goodwhite did not want to become an Auror.
Compared with the military-like Hit Wizards, who trained day after day while waiting for a slim chance at promotion,
a career as an Auror, where one could quickly earn credit for achievements and