Chapter 79 The news brought back and the changes of the 'Magic Council'
The bustling commercial street, the bustling intersection, and the lively guild that has never changed.
Today's "Magnolia" is as peaceful as ever.
until--
"Not good!! Gildarts is back!!!"
"Gildarts!! It's Gildarts!!"
Warning shouts spread throughout the city in a matter of seconds, just because one person came back.
After the broadcast was carried out, the streets that were originally connected in all directions suddenly began to rise and reorganize.
Then, the split city turned into a passage leading directly to "Fairy Tail".
This is the "Gildarts Mode" developed to prevent someone from destroying the town unintentionally.
…
"Hey, old man, I'm back."
Throwing away the enthusiastic young man who came to challenge him, the old man smiled and said hello to Makarov who was sitting on the bar.
"Well...thank you for your hard work, Gildarts."
"And...how is work?"
Makarov, who knew what Gildarts did and didn't have much expectations, still asked.
"Gahahahaha..."
(Did you fail...)
Seeing the silly smile on the big man's face, Makarov probably guessed the result.
However, he was not prepared to blame anything. After all, he was the only one who could come back alive from the "Hundred Years Mission".
"...Really...it doesn't matter, as long as you..."
"Ah, I didn't expect that it actually took me three years to complete it. It is indeed a 'hundred-year mission'."
"..."
(…)
The guild members who had been paying attention here with their ears stretched out, after hearing a certain sentence, it was like someone had pressed the mute mode on the TV that was on.
The only thing that could be heard clearly was the sound of everyone swallowing.
"Oh oh oh!!!!!!!!"
Then, cheers that almost shook the guild ceiling flew up.
"W-what did you say?! Gildarts!! Have you really completed the task that no one has completed for a hundred years?!"
Craning his neck and almost falling off the table, Makarov was also shocked and shouted.
"Haha, although the result is like this, it's just that I didn't go to the local guild alliance for certification."
"ah--?!!"
This time Makarov really fell off the table.
What's going on, you completed the "Century Mission" but didn't turn in the mission report?!
Others also temporarily stopped cheering and looked at Gildas with some confusion.
"Because... the monster that appeared in the last part of this mission is an existence that I absolutely cannot defeat now."
"So I won't turn in the mission report until I think I can surpass that person."
"Well--"
Seeing Gildarts's serious look, Makarov didn't know what to say.
Although I don’t know what happened, in any case, Gildarts has indeed completed the "Century Mission", but it has not been certified by the local alliance.
That doesn't matter, as long as the time comes...hehe...
His face lit up with joy again, and Makarov raised his hand excitedly.
"You guys, in order to celebrate Gildarts' return from completing his mission!! There's a party!!!!"
Sitting at the guild bar with Gildarts holding a wine glass, Makarov, who was already a little tipsy, asked while looking at the lively guild.
"Old man, do you remember the name Zella?"
"Ah? What did you say, Ze..."
"Forehead……"
(Zera?!)
The drunkenness disappeared immediately, and Makarov did not expect that the other party was going to ask him this question.
"A girl of about this height, with very... um... very stinky eyes, and a brown ponytail."
Making gestures, Gildarts recalled the mysterious girl he saw.
"...!"
"...Gildarts, where did you meet that, ahem, that person?"
Putting aside his casual look, Makarov put down his wine glass seriously.
"Do you really know...tell me, old man, who is she?!"
He pressed Makarov's shoulders excitedly, and the old man also crossed his hands, seeming to be thinking about how to explain.
"You guys... sometimes you should take a good look at the history of our guild."
Helplessly pushing away the excited big man and touching his mustache, Makarov felt that this was not really a secret.
In other words, no one has ever thought of it in this way, and insiders will not publicize it.
"If the appearance of the person you described is correct..."
"She is the first generation president of our guild."
"——!"
He lowered his eyes and picked up the wine glass again and took a sip. Makarov also recalled the first time he saw that person.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
"is that so……"
Holding his forehead, the big man finally figured it out. No wonder the other party would save him. No wonder he felt the name was inexplicably familiar.
"So, old man, do you know..."
After getting the answer, Gildarts no longer wanted to ask the secret of why the first generation was still alive.
He just wants to convey one thing now.
"This first generation of ours..."
"But he accomplished the feat of slaying the dragon."
"...!!!", "——!!!"
The moment he finished speaking, the old man's wine glass fell to the ground.
At the same time, another young man stood up with a changed expression.
The ears of the "Dragon Slayer" are very sensitive.
"Are you kidding me?! What's going on with this explanation?!"
At the meeting of the Magic Council, a member wearing a pointed hat slammed a stack of reports from the local alliance on the table.
If you look carefully, there are vague words on it about the fall of the "Holy Ten" and the disintegration of the "Ghost" guild.
"That's the 'Holy Ten Great Magicians'!! Those people from the local alliance still want to suppress it! What benefits have they received?!"
Breathing heavily, the reviewer who had long been disdainful of a certain independent guild decided that this time he must characterize that guild.
They actually attacked the "excellent magicians" recognized by the "Magic Council" openly and openly. If they continue to let it go, their majesty will be destroyed.
"..."
"Have you all forgotten? The Celestial Magicians who attacked the 'Magic Development Bureau' and the 'Blue Pegasus', and now they have destroyed the 'Ghost Ruler'! Their crimes are countless!!"
Looking at the silent congressman, the congressman wearing a hat was ready to add another fire.
"But, does the director of the "Magic Development Bureau" also have problems? He also secretly colluded with the Black Magic Order. The Celestial Spirit Mage also had problems with his character. He was expelled by President Bob shortly after the incident. Now "Ghost"
If so, there’s no guarantee——!”
Realizing the chaos this issue was about to cause, Representative Yajma quickly tried to calm everyone down.
"so what?!"
"——?!"
"The order of the magic world is maintained by our council. What's going on with that guild?!"
"What if next, they start attacking our congressmen because of a little 'little mistake'?!"
"Small, small mistake, this is what you——!"
"enough!!"
Facing the quarreling members of the House of Representatives, the speaker sitting at the head of the chair could not remain silent and knocked heavily on the scepter that symbolized the status of the wizarding world.
"...Sigh, in the past, due to various reasons, we always hoped that the guild would be certified as an official guild and become a member of the 'Light'."
"I didn't expect those guys to show no repentance, and now they are even more aggressive in attacking the 'Ten Holy Magicians'."
Hearing this, some people already showed a "victory" smile.
At the same time, there was also a blue-haired young man who also started to 'laugh'.
"So I decided..."
"Everything is for the order of the magic world!!"
"Crunt against the Dark Guild "Witch's Poem"!!"
"——!!!"
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The storm that rolled up on this day was the beginning of the end of everything. (To be continued)