Chapter 36 The noisy second hand of the Magister Guild

At night...

Except for the giant bear Baymax who was still flying, no matter it was Ewen, Makarov, Uru, Gray and Leon, they all hugged Baymax's thick fur and fell asleep...

For a moment, Dabai, with only his eyes glowing, happily released the endless spiritual power in his body with the blessing of Yiwen's additional magic...

Dawn!

When the sun's warm rays caressed everyone's cheeks, Yiwen, Makarov and others opened their eyes one after another.

Then he saw countless magisters holding weapons, nervously surrounding Dabai, seeming to be faintly confronting Dabai.

"..."

The leading magister opened his mouth and seemed to be saying something.

But because of the magic barrier attached to Yiwen, she couldn't hear what he said at all...

"So what's going on?"

Gray and Leon looked a little panicked as they looked at the magisters surrounding everyone.

"The visitor is evil!"

Uru could feel the deep malice of the magisters around her, and at the same time she was on guard, ready to take action at any time to freeze the magisters into ice cubes.

"Ewen, could it be that your bear did something to these magisters?"

"If you have done something bad, just apologize to these guys."

Makarov scratched his sparse hair. According to Makarov's experience over the years, when magisters from other guilds block the door, it's probably because their own members have done something excessive. In this case, just let go.

A small apology to save face will usually calm the anger of the magisters who are looking for trouble, of course...

If the group of magisters who are looking for trouble are unwilling to give up, then Makarov will tell those bastards what the top ten magisters are!

"No, my bear is very well-behaved and usually doesn't take the initiative to find trouble. Anyway, let's listen to what these guys are saying first."

Yiwen said, canceling the barrier she had placed on Dabai's back.

"Huh~"

Suddenly, a howling cold wind blew across everyone's cheeks. Feeling the biting cold wind, Makarov subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Hey! What's going on with you guys?!"

"Don't you know that this is the territory of the noisy second hand of our Magister Guild?"

"Could it be that you want to make an enemy of our guild?"

When Yiwen removed the surrounding barriers, she finally heard the words that these magisters kept shouting.

"The noisy second hand?"

Yiwen frowned as she listened to what these magisters said.

"Haha, now you know you are afraid!"

"Now that you know you are afraid, take your bear and leave here quickly!"

The leading magister looked at Yiwen and smiled proudly.

"I've never heard of it at all..."

Just when the magister thought that the name of his guild had frightened Ewene and was feeling proud, he saw Ewene's extremely confused expression.

"this……"

Yiwen's words made this group of noisy mage masters from the Second Hand Guild almost fall on the ice.

"Guild President, have you ever heard of this second-hand guild?"

Yiwen looked at Makarov beside her and asked for advice.

"Um……"

"I can't remember!"

"Is it a very powerful guild?"

"There are too many guilds on this continent. Even I can't remember the names of all the guilds!"

Makarov turned his brain, finally gave up thinking, and looked at Uru.

Makarov looked at Uru and asked: "Uru, you should be the magister here, right?! Have you ever heard of this guild called Second Hand?"

"Your Majesty Makarov, although I also want to answer you, in fact I have never heard of such a guild as the Noisy Second Hand..."

After thinking about it, Wu Lu finally sighed helplessly. It had been a long time since she left the magic world.

"Uru, you don't have to be so polite. Since you have decided to join our Fairy Tail! Then from now on we are family. What kind of adults are you? Your Majesty! Your Highness! There is no need for the honorific title..." Macaro

The husband looked at Uru with a smile. He really thought highly of Uru, because Uru was the kind of stable talent that their Fairy Tail guild was scarce, "I! I was just selected by the Magic Council, the so-called mere

Just one of the ten holy magisters..." (The last sentence was very loud)

"Holy Ten?!"

"One of the ten strongest magisters in Ishgar continent selected by the Magic Council?"

The noisy second hand surrounded Yiwen and others. After hearing Makarov's words, all the magisters were shocked. As long as they were in the Ishgar magic world, there was no one who didn't know about the Holy Ten.

The name of the Great Magister.

They were a group of people who stood at the top of Ishgar's magical world. No, rather than saying they were people, those people were all monsters in human skin.

"Brother Jason, could it be that the Magic Council found out about that and specially sent the Ten Great Magisters to eliminate us?!"

There was a magister whose inner defense was relatively weak and he blew himself up on the spot. He looked at the leading magister and asked extremely nervously.

"Idiot! Don't tell yourself what happened!"

"Besides, he said he is the Holy Ten, is he the Holy Ten? He is the Holy Ten and I am still the president of the Magic Council!"

After hearing what his younger brother said, the leading magister was shocked and said angrily.

"You, you are right..."

After listening to the words of the leading magister, the expressions of several younger brothers softened and they gradually calmed down.

"oh?!"

At the same time, Makarov, who had been listening to the conversation, suddenly grasped the key point of the conversation between these magisters. He was afraid of the Magic Council. In other words... these magisters were doing something shameful.

Something?!

In that case...

Makarov jumped lightly and jumped from the giant bear's head to the magisters. The moment he landed, the circus clown suit on his body turned into a platinum-trimmed piece with a printed pattern on the back.

A coat with the emblem of the Ten Great Magisters.

"Hey! Little devils, please tell me what you just said that you don't want the Magic Council to know!"

Makarov looked at the noisy Second Hand Guild members in front of him with a smile, and asked with a smile.

"Stupid old man! Do you think we will tell you what happened?"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here and don't hinder our guild's work!"

The noisy second hand named Jason, the boss of the magisters, made rude remarks to Makarov.

"That's it! That's it!"

The other boys stood behind Jason and kept echoing.

"I see, don't you want to say more?!"

"If that's the case, then I'll ask again..."

"Little devils! Give you a chance to tell what you know now, otherwise..."

The moment Makarov's voice fell, his body became extremely huge, like a mountain, his face was gloomy, and his eyes shone with golden light. The terrifying golden magic power spread into the air following Makarov's voice.

It makes the air extremely thick and depressing...

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