infodatos Chapter 501 Old Ma's heart is truly filthy.
Chapter 501 Old Ma's heart is truly filthy.
Chapter 501 Old Ma's heart is truly filthy.
Faced with the king and princess's formal bow and apology, apart from a few people like Chess, the mages present were all stunned, and then became apprehensive.
Even though a single individual possesses the power of an entire regular magic army, the Mage Guild, strictly speaking, is a civilian organization that needs to be affiliated with the state to function properly and is subject to rules and laws.
Therefore, in terms of status, they were not on the same level as Thomas and Emerald, who were the King and Princess of the Kingdom of Fiore. They had to bow to each other when they met, let alone the so-called "punishment".
This is precisely the reason why Makarov repeatedly instructed the guild members not to act recklessly, as the slightest carelessness could lead to huge trouble.
—Although it's not really useful.
As a result, the presidents of various associations stepped forward to make polite remarks, affirming that the royal family's intention in unilaterally activating the eclipse plan was not bad, and fortunately, it did not lead to any major mistakes in the end.
More importantly, this "Dragon King Festival," initiated by Chase based on the Eclipse Project and involving all members, has brought the relationship between guilds in the Kingdom of Fiore even closer and given everyone hope that humanity can defeat the dragon!
Thomas and Emerald were deeply moved by the mages' generosity and magnanimity.
However, having already spoken, Thomas insisted on paying for his mistake: he and Emerald wore pumpkin heads and served tea and wine at the banquet.
Thomas claimed he did this to remember the day forever, but the two Lucys' sharp comments accurately revealed the truth: "This isn't punishment, it's clearly a reward for you!"
Only the world where the thin-skinned Emerald Princess gets hurt is achieved~
After a brief interlude, the banquet returned to its original lively and cheerful atmosphere.
It's located away from the banquet center, and resembles a long, rectangular dining table, somewhat like a pub bar.
Chase sat casually with his legs crossed. To outsiders, he seemed a bit neurotic, talking to the air next to him from time to time. But to the Fairy Tail members, they could see two adorable, older girls sitting on the table, swinging their smooth, flawless feet back and forth.
"So, Chase, your current limit is that you can summon both Osiris and Obelisk at the same time?" Future Mavis asked, her words still carrying a lingering sense of shock.
Before this morning (early morning), even though she was tainted by the Ankhseram curse because of Zeref, her knowledge of "gods" was extremely limited, consisting only of some ancient books and her own account from another world that had experienced the descent of the five gods.
It wasn't until she witnessed the true form of the Titans and personally felt the terrifying pressure that reached her very soul that she was able to glimpse a corner of the mystery surrounding this level of being.
"That's right, as long as the heart can store enough magic." Chase nodded slightly.
"Precito is indeed a rare genius."
Mavis involuntarily recalled the early days of the guild's founding, a hint of regret flickering in the depths of her eyes, "If only... I hadn't fallen into darkness—"
The Fairy Tail members in the future world are unaware of Precht's ultimate fate, but in the Chess world, Precht has clearly died under Acnologia's dragon claws.
"Hey Chase, do Mr. Sky Dragon and Mr. Giant Warrior have any books about gods?" Future Mavis twitched her elven ears.
From a public perspective, reading the Book of God can help everyone in Fairy Tail become stronger and more reliable.
Personally, she loved reading since childhood and had a strong thirst for knowledge. Now that she has the opportunity to access higher levels of knowledge, she naturally doesn't want to let it slip by easily.
Perhaps, they can even discover a way to counter Ankhseram's curse and save Zeref from the endless abyss of suffering!
"Yes, I'll give it to you once it's all sorted out," Chess said.
This was something he had decided on from the very beginning. Although the effect was far less than the direct transmission of divine power, the God-Slaying Magic could, to some extent, raise the potential of the Fairy Tail members in the future, and perhaps the battles at Tartaros and the Western Continent would not be so difficult.
They will eventually have to return to their original world; that's all they can do.
"Thank you so much~" Future Mavis clasped her hands together, her eyes full of anticipation.
"Me too! Me too!" Mavis excitedly raised her right arm.
Compared to her future self, with Chase around, she doesn't need to consider anything else; she simply wants to satisfy her thirst for knowledge and curiosity.
Looking at the other person's high-standing ahoge (cowlick), Chase forcibly resisted the urge to pat his head and nodded in agreement.
Just then, the two Makarovs who had finished drinking with Future Bob and the others walked over one after the other.
Chase sensed something was wrong and tried to get up and run away, but Makarov beat him to it and pressed him back down.
"The council's decision has just been finalized."
Future Makarov glanced at him and got straight to the point, "Whether it's the Fiore royal family, who secretly used Zeref's black magic, or us, who forcibly opened the Eclipse Gate, the entire incident is classified as top secret and sealed in the Council's archives."
"Apart from that, there were no other substantial punishments."
Given the usual practices of the council, even without severe punishment, they would have at least given Fairy Tail a good dressing down at the meeting. However, this time they were unusually lenient.
The specific reasons are self-evident.
"The result was as expected~" Mavis laughed.
"Ahem, actually you can just talk to the First Generation about this, or Uncle Gildarts can do it too—" Chase said with a light cough.
Getting too involved in things outside the guild can easily lead to being labeled a candidate for guild leader without you even realizing it, making it difficult to refuse later.
It has to be said, Old Ma's heart is really dirty.
Both of them are dirty!
Gildarts, who is harassing Cana: Hatcho!
"Well, there's one more thing."
Makarov, with his hands behind his back, completely ignored Chess's struggles. "The council has also agreed to the request to destroy only the basic structure of the Eclipse Gate while preserving its remaining magic power."
Makarov then continued, "Not only that, they also said they would send people over to help us build a large-scale Anima spacetime device."
In the battle against ten thousand dragons, Chase exhausted all the heart magic he had painstakingly stored up.
Based on normal accumulation, it will take another month or so before it can return.
However, if the energy remaining from the eclipse gate is utilized, this time can be greatly shortened.
Even with Laxus around, the original world guild probably wouldn't be as miserable as the group left behind in the future world, but everyone's desire to return was hard to hide—no matter how warm or reluctant they were to leave, this place was never their "home".
"At least they're somewhat sensible."
After giving a brief comment, Chess pulled a card from thin air and handed it to Makarov. "Inside are the blueprints for the spacetime teleportation device drawn up by the Dark Magicians. That's all, old man. I'm off to the banquet!"
Before Old Ma could continue discussing "guild matters," he slipped away and ran off to join Future Jura Future at a table.
"Hey, you pumpkin head over there, bring me a bottle of red wine!"
"Don't be rude, that's a princess!"
Makarov habitually roared, then thought to himself that the opportunity to order the king and princess around was a once-in-a-lifetime chance. So he smiled slyly, turned around, and skipped off, yelling, "Pumpkin, I want the white one! Hurry up and fill my cup!"
Anyway, they'll be going back in a few days, so there's no need to worry about being held accountable or remembered afterward.
Future Makarov: "————"
Don't do that kind of thing in front of me, please!!!