Chapter 117: The Remaining Members of the Phantom
"Ah, it's another sunny day!"
In the early morning, Kira pushed open the door and stretched, then turned back and shouted, "You better watch over the store! If you're delaying the customers, get out of here!"
"Yes... yes... I understand!" Disper answered weakly without raising his head, leaning on the counter of Hope Hut, holding the novel from Kira's shop in his hand.
He seemed to have aged several years. Some of his red hair had started to turn white. He had dark circles under his eyes and a thin face. He did not have any of the vigor and vitality he had when he first appeared.
After studying hard day and night for several days, Dispel has been completely immersed in the world of novels. He feels uncomfortable all over if he doesn't read a novel for a day, as if something is missing in his heart.
Women will affect the speed at which I draw my sword, but novels won’t!
Ten days ago, Disper would never have believed that he would say such a thing, but when Kira advised him not to indulge, he blurted out these words without hesitation, then he cried, then laughed, and he looked like a fool.
Kira was a little confused at first, but after thinking about it, he roughly understood Disper's feelings.
A person who has only had swords in his heart, eyes and hands for the past twenty years, becomes addicted and depraved after accidentally coming across a novel, neglecting his body every day, and only thinking about getting the supreme pleasure that can make himself happy from it. Isn't this a kind of NTR?
There is both self-condemnation of conscience and the pleasure of committing immorality... Oh, it should be the pleasure of reading a novel. It is normal to have such a reaction. Disper has been poisoned by the novel...
When Kira thought about how this guy was willing to work for him just to read novels, he hated him for not fighting for it!
"I never thought you would be addicted to novels. That's terrible! Is this also considered Kira?!"
Dispel turned a deaf ear.
Kira shook his head helplessly, hoping that his title of "sage" could be of some use, allowing him to recover and break free from such torture as soon as possible.
After handing the shop over to Disper, Kira walked along the central street for a few minutes and arrived at the construction site of the new guild, starting a new day of supervision.
"Natsu, bring that wood over there..."
"Gray, move the wood over here..."
"Elfman, split the wood for me..."
Under Kira's orders, this group of guys, who had too much energy to use, kept moving the wood on the construction site...
"It's so noisy! What on earth are you doing moving around like this?!"
"Why doesn't Kira have to work, but can order us to work?!"
"Damn it, I really want to command them like this!"
Erza came over wearing a construction hat and clothes, carrying wood on her shoulders. "We can't help it. He bought this piece of land. Otherwise, we can't build a guild here."
If Kira is the supervisor, then Erza is the construction foreman. She is always serious about her work, so she is also supervising while working.
"Damn it, even the old man is helping, this guy Kira is going too far!"
Erza pointed to the side and said, "President, you and Kira just went over there to have tea!"
"Hey, come on!" Noticing that Natsu and the others were looking over, Maklov, who was resting with a cup of tea at the makeshift tea table under the tree, waved and said hello with a smile, "We must build our guild well!"
"What?!"×N
Without ignoring the noise of the crowd, Markrov started talking to Kira.
"So, President, do you mean to go there in person and lead that iron dragon back on track?"
"Yes, according to what the new girl said, he is not a bad person and has good talent. Unfortunately, he was led astray by Joseph in Phantom," Marklov sighed, "If we leave him alone, he might cause more serious trouble in the future."
"You know, it's the duty of veterans to bring young people who have gone astray back to the right path!"
"That's really like your style," Kira took a sip of black tea: "Come to think of it, when we met in the Council before, Mr. Belluno also said something similar."
"Really? It seems that all the old people have the same idea. Does this mean you agree with my decision?"
Kira nodded and took a sip of the tea in his hand: "Although I often say that I am the chief of staff of the guild, that is just a joke with them. You are the president, so of course you have the final say in this matter!"
"Speaking of which, the new girl you just mentioned..." Kira was halfway through his words when he saw Juvia hiding behind a tree.
"She was originally Juvia, a ghost of the four elements. Mira asked me to take her in because she had nowhere to go. She is also a..."
This time Kira learned to answer quickly: "A child who is kind by nature but was led astray by Joseph?"
"Ahem...that's right."
Kira felt that Markrov must have agreed because Juvia was a beautiful girl, but he was an old man after all, and it was not easy to expose such things directly, so it was better to give him some face.
After chatting for a few more words, the two quickly ended the topic and devoted themselves to the construction of the new guild.
A few days later, Marklov set out for Woku City to find Gajeel's whereabouts, and Kira followed him, on the pretext of learning the technique of talking from him.
Although Kira's statement was a little strange, Markov didn't think it was a bad thing.
In the ruins, Gajeel, dressed in tattered clothes, sat alone on a pile of waste and ate heartily.
He has been out of work since Phantom disbanded, and without a job he has no income, so he can only look for food here. The discarded iron blocks, iron sheets, iron nails and other metal objects are food that can replenish his physical strength and magic power.
Really, eating garbage, or metal garbage at that.
“Hey, is iron really that delicious?”
A familiar voice came from behind. Gajeel turned around and saw Markrov standing by the ruins and greeting him, with Kira standing behind him.
Seeing the appearance of these two people, Gajeel's body trembled a little. He felt that these two people were here to settle accounts with him, and he couldn't beat them now.
But Markrov's next words dispelled his worries: "Juvia joined our guild yesterday..."
"What?!"
"She's worried about you, too."
"What is that melancholy and gloomy girl thinking about?!" Gajeel was surprised, but even more confused about Markov's purpose.
Marklov directly invited him: "It is impossible for a person to fall into darkness on his own. How about you also come to our guild?"
"Are you kidding me?!" Gajeel was shocked at first, then confused , "Are you serious when you ask me this?"
Markov said in a serious tone, "Although there are people in this world who like loneliness, no one can truly endure loneliness!"
Gajeel noticed that Kira took out a notebook and wrote something quickly, but this did not affect his conversation with Markov.
"But I tore down your guild." Gajeel turned his head away in shame, like a child who broke a vase and was afraid to face his parents.
"I won't pursue that matter any further."
Gajeel raised his head and glanced at Kira out of the corner of his eye: "But the guys in your guild..."
"You hurt them..." Markov said seriously, "Indeed, no matter what, I will never forgive you for this."
Just as Gajeel was about to say something, Markov changed the subject: "But if I continue to ignore a young man's fall into darkness, I will never be able to forgive myself!"
Swish, swish, swish, Kira quickly memorized Markov's mouth-to-mouth moves.
Markrov held out his hand to Gajeel: "This is not salvation! It is just the light that guides you towards tomorrow!"
"It's up to you to decide whether to change from now on or just wait to die."
Although he was less than half his height, Markov looked very tall standing in the light.
Gajeel seemed to have truly been saved, and he slowly spoke: "I..."
Clap, clap, the sound of Kira's applause interrupted what Gajeel was about to say.
"That's a great idea, President! If it were me, I would agree!!"
If I had such good words, would I still be worried about not being able to sell the products in the store?
Gajeel looked at Kira in surprise. The two had had an argument before, and he thought that the other party would definitely object to this kind of thing, but it seemed that he didn't.
"Kira Hopelet?"
"This is the president's decision. I don't have much ill will towards you," Kira said as if explaining, "and Natsu also admires you very much. He can't wait to communicate with you in depth every day..."
For Kira, telling lies is a basic operation.
"What's wrong? Or have you thought it through and want to work in my store? It's a pity that it's not possible now. I already have employees in my store..."
"Can you really let go of the grudge in your heart? Why?"
I've waited so long, and finally you asked this question! I took the trouble to follow the president to this hellish place just to answer your question!
"why?"
Seeing Kira's successful smile, Gajeel felt something was wrong.
"Maybe it's because... you look a lot like my deceased son, hahahaha!!!"
“You bastard!!!”
