Chapter 44 Makarov: The Magic Council can’t tell who is the king!
"Speaking of which, is this really okay?"
"I mean, let the Magic Council take away President Makarov like this?"
Uru turned sideways, looked at Ian and Gildarts who were packing President Makarov away, and couldn't help but ask.
"No problem."
"Besides, the Magic Council has given us such a great gift, and we have to repay it a little bit."
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Magic Council?!"
"Just ask Chairman Makarov to write another review."
"Anyway, when you reach the level of the Ten Holy Magisters, unless you make an unforgivable mistake, it's just a matter of self-examination."
When Ian heard this, he smiled softly...
He has experienced too much of this kind of thing, and he no longer takes the Magic Council's pursuit of Makarov seriously...
After all, the Magic Council knows better than anyone else that it is precisely because the Ten Holy Magisters and the Council complement each other that they can gain a firm foothold on this continent.
Ian thought of this, turned to look at Uru and Gildas, and said easily: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"It's just like Ian said."
"About Makarov's safety, Uru, you don't have to worry at all."
Gildas nodded slightly, indicating that Ian was right.
Apparently Gildas didn't take the Magic Council's pursuit of Makarov seriously either.
In other words, Gildarts has never taken the Magic Council seriously.
"Speaking of which, I'm starved to death. I haven't eaten for three days! I'm already very tired when I come back from a mission. I just competed with you, which consumed all the little magic power and physical strength in my body. It’s clean. So let’s go eat.”
Gildas looked at Ian while he was talking.
"Uncle, what you said about not eating or drinking for three days, but having little physical strength and magic power, is that you can destroy my super magic with one punch, true celestial magic Star Collapse?!"
"Where did you come from?"
Ian looked at Gildarts and complained loudly.
"Let's go, let's go..."
"Hurry up and go eat!"
Gildas didn't give Ian a chance to say anything. He put his arms around the shoulders of Ian and Uru and strode away.
In an instant, all the high-end combat power of Fairy Tail Guild had left, leaving only a mess.
In this land that looked like it was covered by intercontinental missiles, other mages who were participating in the Fairy Tail 24-hour endurance race were fighting desperately. They were completely unaware that the president of their guild had been kidnapped by the Senate. Even the S-class mages of the guild went to eat and drink.
At this moment, the Fairy Tail people, who had already beaten their heads, had long forgotten what kind of competition they were participating in...
There is only one thing in their minds...
That means kicking your opponent's ass hard.
At the same time, the Magic Council.
"Congressman Tochi Andeba..."
"Why do we grant the title of Holy Ten Magisters to the Magician Uru of the Fairy Tail Guild?!"
"The magisters of the Fairy Tail Guild, headed by Gildarts, were already very arrogant. They had no idea that they were bowing to our Magic Council! If their guild is awarded the title of one of the top ten magisters, they have no idea As for the title, how can we suppress their arrogance in the future? ”
A worker from the Magic Council approached Toki Andebar, a member of the Magic Council, and asked.
"Haha, what do you know?!"
"Because Fairy Tail is so arrogant right now, they should be awarded the title of the Guild's Top Ten Magisters!"
Tochi Andeba frowned and said coldly. "Why?!"
The worker looked confused and didn't understand what Tochi Andeba meant at all.
"Idiot, that Uru is a strong man recognized by seniors such as Volod! Even without the title of Holy Ten awarded by us, he is still a strong man at the level of Holy Ten!"
"Do you know how much disaster an uncontrolled and unconstrained Holy Ten-level powerhouse will bring to the mainland? Isn't it enough to have Gildarts?!"
"But as long as Uru becomes the Holy Ten Great Magisters..."
"She needs to abide by the rules of the Holy Ten set by the Magic Council."
"In other words, Ulu can no longer be arrogant."
"Once she violates the Holy Ten Regulations, she will be punished!"
"In this way we can effectively suppress the arrogance of the Fairy Tail Guild."
Tochi Andebar preached seriously.
"Ah! Is that so?!"
"As expected of the congressman, you actually thought of something that we didn't think of at all."
The staff were shocked.
"Haha..."
Hearing this, Tochi Andeba sneered.
Then, Tochi Andeba continued: "So, there is a reason why I can be a member of Parliament."
"That's, that's..."
The staff members all agreed.
"Yeah."
After Toki Andebar nodded lightly, he thought to himself: "Fairy Tail, Gray and Uru, there is only so much I can do for you."
Well, so, if a Saint-Ten-level strongman really breaks the rules of the Magic Council and does not intend to accept the punishment of the Magic Council, what can their Magic Council do with that top powerhouse? !
On the other side, the judgment hall.
"The trial of Makarov, the Ten Great Holy Magisters and the President of the Fairy Tail Guild, will now begin."
Under the watchful eyes of all members of the Magic Council, the villain Makarov finally took his seat.
Yes, although Makarov is the party being judged, he still enjoys the right to sit in the Magic Council. This is the privilege brought by the absolute strength of the top powerhouse.
"Makarov, as the president of the Magister Guild, you indulged the members of the Fairy Tail Guild, wantonly destroyed the town, and brought huge hidden dangers to the Kingdom of Fiore. Let me ask you, yes or no?! ”
The Inquisitor looked at Makarov and shouted loudly.
"Aha~"
After hearing this, Makarov yawned and looked listless.
"Makarov, please respect the Magic Council, please respect this trial."
In response, the judge felt that he was not respected by Makarov. He was very angry and preached loudly.
"You said it, I'm listening."
Makarov's expression straightened slightly after hearing this. He sat on his golden throne symbolizing the Ten Holy Magisters, full of majesty.
For a moment, Makarov seemed to have become a judge, and the judge who belonged to the Magic Council became a clown on trial.
Makarov: "It is precisely because I gave your Magic Council face that I sit here and accept the trial of you guys. If I didn't give you face, your Magic Council might not be in Ishgar continent. On existence..."
Second update!
(End of chapter)