Chapter 506: Manor
Ajil has spiral brown hair, a yellow headscarf, and large red Buddhist earrings on his ears. His upper body is naked, revealing his skin that has become dark due to years of exposure to the sun. He has bracelets on his wrists and a pair of baggy pants on his lower body.
He is wild, warlike, cruel and bloodthirsty, eager for quick success and always underestimates his enemies.
Makarov remembered that according to Kira, he was the weakest among the Twelve Shields.
"cut……"
Ajil sneered, like a rebellious teenager, and in fact he was indeed in a rebellious period.
"I just heard that this guy was once one of the 'Ten Holy Wizards' like God Serena in Ishgar, so I wanted to test his level."
Jellal did not follow Kira's advice and use the name "Mistgang". After all, he was no longer a wanted criminal of the Council and did not need to hide his identity.
He also believed that the position of "Captain of the Fiore Royal Family's Exclusive Magical Force" might give their team some convenience in this diplomacy.
Most importantly, he didn't think that an empire as large and ambitious as Albares would not have public information about the Kingdom of Fiore.
Jellal, the former Saint Ten, was wanted by the Fiore royal family and the Council, and became a member of the royal magic corps...
These are all old news from a year ago. In the entire Kingdom of Fiore, and even in most of Ishgar, anyone who pays attention to the developments in the magic world knows about them.
The Albareth Empire has the intention to conquer Ishgar, and it is impossible that they have not explored this aspect in advance, so there is no point in disguising as Mistgon.
"So, what's the result?"
"It's far worse than that middle school uncle!"
Yakir thought: No direct answer... Does that mean the winner is still undecided...
"Thank you for your hard work, Gerald!"
"No, President Makarov!"
In fact, Makarov was also surprised by this situation.
Although Kira swore that the strength of the "Desert King" was one of the weaker ones among the Twelve Shields, he still thought that the other party was at least at the level of the "Four Heavenly Kings", and it was likely that a young man like Jellal would not be able to defeat him alone.
Unexpectedly, after a few days, the two men had competed more than ten times, but no one won.
“What a surprise… It seems that Jellal is much stronger than I thought…”
Makarov glanced at Gerard, who seemed as if nothing had happened, and drank his tea silently with his head down without saying a word.
"I don't know who is stronger between him and Laxus..."
…
"Aqiu!"
Laxus sneezed violently.
"What's wrong, Laxus?!! Do you have a cold?!"
Felide was extremely anxious. Three seconds later, he pulled Wendy over and ran over again. "Quick! Quick! Wendy! Help Laxus take a look! It must be the sequelae left over from the boat ride these few days!!"
"Wuwuwu... Laxus... please don't let anything happen to you..."
"That's enough! I'm not a child anymore!!"
Laxus roared with a red face and turned his head away proudly, "It's just a few days of boating, it's nothing to me!"
"But you sneezed! You don't usually have symptoms of sneezing..."
"I told you I'm fine! Why are you so nagging!!"
"But..."
Looking at the conversation between the two, which was like an old mother caring for a teenage kid, everyone else was speechless .
"I feel like Felide will be a great and helpful wife in the future..."
"He is a man, right?"
Compared to Laxus, Natsu and Wendy's conditions were not so good. They had been dizzy on the boat for several days in a row. No normal person could stand it. Now they walked unsteadily and swayed.
'FT2 Team' disembarked with the Imperial Army yesterday and is now on its way to Vistarion, a journey that is expected to take another four days.
The few people did not escape secretly when getting off the ship as originally planned, because Brandish said that she would introduce them to Auguste and help them try to prevent the war.
They originally came here for support out of concern for Makarov and the others, and they were unfamiliar with the place. Now that they had a way to see the Leader of the Twelve Shields, they were naturally happy to take a ride - except for the Dragon Slayer, because they were really taking a ride and would only stop to rest at mealtimes.
After taking a four or five-day boat ride, and then another four or five-day car ride, which dragon slayer can withstand this level of pressure? !
Fortunately, Laxus has the Thunder Gods to take care of him - even though he refused for the sake of face, he still had to be obedient after getting on the car; Natsu and Wendy have Happy and Charlu, as well as Erza and Gray to take care of them.
As for Lucy? She and Brandish have been getting along very well these days, and their friendship is gradually heating up.
However, everyone agreed that this was "bestie diplomacy" and that getting Lucy closer to the other party might be helpful for future actions.
Anyway, her staying wouldn't alleviate Natsu's symptoms much.
Although Brandish looked a little arrogant and would tease Lucy from time to time, given Lucy's personality, she was always generous and didn't bother with it. Instead, she showed endless kindness and consideration.
This made Brandish extremely shy.
Timaria gritted her teeth at the sight.
Since both parties had already "reconciled", the demon-sealing handcuffs on the Fairy Tail members were of course removed when they got off the ship. And during the two days of the attack, Brandish and Dimaria even seemed to be assimilated into the atmosphere of Fairy Tail.
I have to say, this kind of infectiousness is indeed extraordinary.
"Randy, please make me bigger! I also want to experience the feeling of becoming a giant!!"
Natsu rushed to Brandish, held her hands tightly, and his eyes turned into twinkling stars, looking at her expectantly.
This action immediately aroused Dimalia's dissatisfaction: "You think you can call Randy?! Let go of your claws!!"
"Just let me continue!"
Happy flew over after Natsu, "You see, cats are cuter than people, right ? And you've already tried it on me before, so I'm more experienced!"
(Lucy: Not cute at all! Instead, it's scary!!)
"That's too much, harpy! You've already experienced it once, now it's my turn!!"
"Are you two children?"
"Please!!" ×2
"I refuse! What a hassle..."
“Ehhhh?!!!”
…
Time flies, and just five days have passed.
In Vistarion, in the western suburbs, a five-story European-style villa is located in a manor covering hundreds of square meters.
From the outside, this villa is decorated in a simple and elegant style. The mysterious magic that constantly flows in the air subtly reveals a sense of returning to nature. You can tell at a glance that the people who live here are extraordinary.
In fact, it is indeed unusual, because the person living here is Auguste, the leader of the Twelve Holy Shields of the Empire.
In the early morning, the sweet singing of early birds could be heard in the manor.
The girl with long light blonde hair got up early, washed, climbed up the largest tree in the manor and sat down, facing the direction of the sunrise, and greeted the dawn of the new day with her clear and soft singing, like a free elf born in heaven and earth.
After a long time, the song ended. The girl stretched her body, which had long stopped developing, and let out a slight moan.
"Well...it's another beautiful day!"
Sunshine, white clouds, birdsong, morning dew hanging on leaves, the fragrance of flowers in the wind...
Everything here seems so real, completely different from the feeling when I was a ghost.
After spending decades on Tenrou Island, Mavis never thought that one day she would be able to enjoy the morning sunshine so comfortably in human form.
"By the way, I've gotten a little tanned recently..."
"Could it be that this body has been in the basement for too long without exposure to sunlight, so the changes are so obvious?"
While Mavis was wondering, an old voice sounded under the tree.
"Mother, it's almost time for breakfast."
