Chapter 43 A world where only Makarov is injured is born!
"It doesn't matter who it is!"
"If you can hear what I say now, then hurry up and save this world!"
"The Kingdom of Fiore will be destroyed because of this..."
Makarov was really about to cry.
Gildarts, who is known as the strongest in the west of Ishgar continent VS Uru who has returned from training VS Ian who has entered the "inhuman" realm...
If these three monsters fight, the country will be destroyed, right? !
It can be called the greatest threat to the Kingdom of Fiore since its founding.
"Speaking of which, if the Kingdom of Fiore is destroyed, do I still need to pay compensation?"
“Maybe it’s not necessary?!”
"After all, the country has disappeared and the king no longer exists..."
"That being said, it seems pretty good."
"Hey hey hey..."
Makarov opened his mind and preached softly.
At this moment, Makarov jumped repeatedly in front of the gate of the abyss...
"Hey! This old gentleman, your thoughts seem to be very dangerous!"
In response, those tourists who were protected by Makarov had countless cold sweats on their foreheads. They seemed to have witnessed the birth of the world's strongest and darkest Magister Guild.
"What are you guys doing?!"
"Stop it quickly! Are you planning to destroy the entire town?"
At the moment when Ian, Gildarts, and Uru were confronting each other, a man who looked like a frog and wore a uniform of the Magic Council came to Ian and the others at some point, with an expression on his face. shouted nervously.
"Huh?"
When Ian and others saw this, they immediately put away the magic power they had released.
"You are?"
Ian looked at the person in front of him with a bit of 'malice' in his eyes.
Well, Ian is wary of everyone in the Magic Council.
“Can’t you see?”
"I am a staff member of the Magic Council."
The frog-headed man pointed at his uniform and preached loudly.
"Of course I know you are a staff member of the Magic Council..."
"I mean, what do you mean by coming to our Fairy Tail guild?"
Ian raised his eyebrows, looked at the frog head and asked.
"Hmph! Do you think I am willing to come?"
Hearing this, the frog head snorted disdainfully, then took out a golden appointment letter and said loudly: "Based on the discussion between the chairman of the Magic Council and the congressmen, it was finally decided to grant the title of goblin of the Magister Guild. The Magus of the Tail, Uru Milkovich, is the fourth seat of the Holy Ten Magisters! I hope that the Magister Uru can continue to practice hard and serve as a role model for all the magisters in Ishgar Continent to eliminate the Demon Guard! 'positive'."
"Huh?!"
When the frog-headed man finished speaking, everyone present was stunned.
Whether it was Gildarts or Ian, even Makarov had never thought that the frog-headed man from the Magic Council in front of him was actually here to award the title of the Ten Great Magisters of Uru Saint.
"The fourth seat?"
Ulu is a little unbelievable...
She never expected that she could be ranked so high among the 'Holy Ten'.
Yes, Ulu didn't seem too surprised that she was nominated for the 'Holy Ten'. What surprised her was that she was ranked so high among the 'Holy Ten'.
"It's senior Hayberian who is in the first seat of the Holy Ten, senior Uluf Heim who is in the second seat, and senior Warrod who is in the third seat. They vouch for you with their own credibility and claim that you His strength is enough to occupy the fourth seat among the ten holy magisters.”
The frog seemed to see Ulu's doubts and explained.
"It turns out they are three seniors."
When Wu Lu heard this, he showed a look of sudden realization.
"Oh, Uru, have you met those three seniors?"
Ian looked at Uru and asked doubtfully. "Yeah."
"I saw it before when I was practicing with Senior Warrod."
Ulu nodded slightly and explained.
"So it all makes sense."
Ian finally understood.
At present, Serena, the god who ranks first among the ‘Holy Ten’ in future generations, is still practicing in a place where birds don’t poop! It makes sense that Uru ranks fourth in the ‘Holy Ten’.
"Speaking of which, Ian..."
"The reason why I can enter the Holy Ten Great Magisters is thanks to you."
At this time, Ulu thought of something, she looked at Ian and whispered softly.
"Thanks to me? Why?"
Ian asked confused.
"Because, after you 'left', it seems that the Senate will blame me for the crusade against Deliora and the Destruction Magic Development Agency for rescuing the children, so I have to say sorry to you. ”
Uru looked at Ian and explained.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
"I never care about these false names."
Ian preached very generously.
"Really? Then I'll feel relieved."
Uru said, making an expression of slowly breathing out a sigh of relief.
"This is a gift specially sent to you by the Magic Council and the royal family of the Kingdom of Fiore. It totals ten million J. I hope you can accept it."
Then, the Frog Company handed Ulu a magic bank card worth ten million J.
"I suddenly discovered that I actually care about these false reputations."
Ian looked at the bank card in Ulu's hand and said greedily.
"Then what happens next..."
The frog said, looked at Makarov standing aside, and asked coldly: "Who is Makarov, the president of the Fairy Tail Guild?!"
"I am! I'm here..."
Upon hearing this, Makarov immediately put down all the tourists he was holding on his body. He looked at the frog head belonging to the Magic Council in front of him and spoke excitedly.
Apparently, Makarov thought he would be praised as well.
"Take it away!"
After the frog confirmed Makarov's identity, he tilted his head slightly toward the soldiers behind him.
"Sorry, please come with us."
As he spoke, a group of soldiers immediately stepped forward, put handcuffs and legcuffs on Makarov, set them up and sent them into a carriage nearby.
"Eh?!"
After Makarov entered the carriage, he came to his senses slightly. It seemed that he had been captured.
"Then take your leave!"
"Of course I hope we will never meet again in the future."
After taking away Makarov, the frog head bowed deeply to Ian and others and threatened.
"Goodbye, our dear president!"
"I wish you a speedy escape!"
As for Ian, Uru, and Gildarts, they watched as the carriage sent by the Magic Council to detain Makarov gradually moved away, and they waved goodbye to their great president. And he was afraid that Makarov wouldn't hear him, so he shouted loudly.
"You bunch of little bastards, wait until I come back from the Magic Council and I'll deal with you!"
In response, Makarov shouted angrily while sitting in the carriage.
Well, a world where only Makarov was injured was born.
The picture of Ulu in the previous chapter is terrible, there are bad people among the crowd.
(End of chapter)