The Wizarding Kingdom was a member of the United Nations.
News that they would attend this meeting quickly spread.
Two unusual countries were attending the conference in Vienna.
One was Wakanda, a closed-off country the world considered "backward."
The other was the Wizarding Kingdom. After wizards began appearing across the world, the country they belonged to had become a focus of attention.
Their passports were known as universal passports.
They could travel freely through any country.
Privileges like that inevitably stirred curiosity.
"At this latest special United Nations conference, one hundred and seventeen countries have officially signed and ratified the Sokovia Accords."
"The mysterious Wizarding Kingdom, listed among the United Nations' members, will be making its first public appearance."
The reporter from the East was speaking into the camera, completely unaware that just a short distance away, the mysterious country's Wizard King was standing in front of an ice cream truck, asking cautiously, "That red one isn't mapo tofu flavored, is it?"
The ice cream vendor was speechless. Who would use something like that to make ice cream?
"It's strawberry."
"Good. Give me a cantaloupe one."
The vendor had already been about to scoop out some strawberry ice cream. Hearing that, he nearly laughed in exasperation.
Then why did you even ask?
Sticking to the principle that the customer was always right, he gave John a cantaloupe ice cream anyway.
John took a couple of bites. Well, there wasn't much flavor. He was only getting the texture.
He glanced at Flower Peacock, who had drawn every eye the moment he appeared.
A stretch limousine pulled up.
The flashy car immediately drew the reporters' attention.
After all, they had yet to see any other country's delegation arrive in a car like that.
The door opened.
A foot in a brand-new leather