LRAB Chapter 99 Good news: Ranked 7th on the continent! Bad news: Everyone stronger than him is in Fairy
Chapter 99 Good news: Ranked 7th on the continent! Bad news: Everyone stronger than him is in Fairy
Chapter 99 Good news: Ranked seventh on the continent! Bad news: Everyone stronger than him is in Fairy Tail! (Please subscribe)
"boom!"
Just as the chaotic battle between Ido, Gildarts, Serena, Uru, and others caused the magic power of the Fairy Tail guild to surge into the sky, and even the town of Magnolia was shaken, a crimson figure stepped into the guild without anyone noticing.
"Ara~"
"I'm not just going to another town for afternoon tea, and you've made such a fuss?! Are you afraid the flowers in my shop are blooming too brightly?"
Eileen smiled at everyone present, and then decisively took action.
"Bang!"
With a piercing roar, Gildarts, Celestial Serena, Ulfheim, Hyberion, and Warlord all had a large bump on their heads, which made them completely calm down.
As for Ide and Uru, they obediently found a place to sit the moment they saw Eileen.
"If you want to fight, go fight in another town! Don't disturb my flowers' afternoon nap; the more precious the flower, the more it prefers quiet."
Eileen glanced at the troublemakers, finished giving her instructions, and then a series of spatial fluctuations enveloped and sent them away, disappearing from the guild hall in the blink of an eye.
If it weren't for Ide and the others, who were all sitting obediently at the bar drinking, probably no one would have noticed Eileen's arrival.
"Yo."
"Isn't this Senior Rob?"
"Are you finally planning to return to Fairy Tail?"
After sitting at the bar and drinking a large glass of ice-cold beer, Ide caught a glimpse of Rob still standing at the guild's main entrance out of the corner of his eye. His eyes lit up and he stood up to greet him.
"Well."
Rob fell silent for a moment. He had originally wanted to return, but now he had more important things to do.
In order to prevent the Fairy Tail guild brand from being completely ruined by Makarov, he wanted to create a brand new mage guild with a good enough reputation.
"Are you really not sure about what's going on after you destroyed the guild like this?"
Rob looked up at the vanished ceiling, the broken floor, the shattered tables and chairs, and the walls that had been torn open from all sides, letting in drafts, and couldn't help but ask.
"It's not a big problem."
Ido smiled slightly, then looked up at Ulutia, who was enjoying the peace and quiet on the second floor, and said with a smile, "Tia, the guild is in your hands now."
"A good father."
Ultear, who was leaning against the second-floor railing and reading a magic book, yawned after hearing what Ido said, and casually raised her slender, long fingers with distinct knuckles and made a light stroke towards the sky.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, a magic circle nearly a hundred meters in diameter, large enough to cover the entire Fairy Tail guild of the Magisters, immediately formed beneath everyone's feet.
The magic circle was engraved with hour, minute, and second hands, resembling those of a clock.
The only difference from a clock is that the hour, minute, and second hands are clearly rotating in a counter-clockwise direction.
"boom!!"
Driven by that magic circle, everything in Fairy Tail, the mage guild that had been damaged by the aftershocks of the battle between several "Heavenly Kings," began to regress to its state before the destruction.
The fallen bricks and wood chips seemed to come alive, returning to where they belonged, patching the ceiling, the walls, or turning into tables and chairs.
Within a minute, the enormous Fairy Tail guild hall was restored to its original state right in front of Rob.
"Senior Rob, as you can see, everything has been restored to normal."
After Fairy Tail guild recovered, Ido smiled slightly at Rob.
"Incredible."
Rob muttered to himself, "This is definitely time-related magic. As far as I know, any magic related to the time attribute consumes an extremely high amount of mana!"
"What's more, such a large-scale time reversal? The magic power consumed is absolutely astronomical!"
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"If I'm not mistaken, the magic power within that girl is definitely no weaker than that of Makarov back then."
Rob looked up at the second floor of the guild and saw Ultear, who had been silently reading the magic book in her hands the whole time. Whether she was casting magic or restoring the guild, she never looked up. With just a wave of her hand, she restored the entire Fairy Tail guild to its original state. Rob was filled with shock.
"The question is, how old is that girl now?"
"How exactly did she cultivate to possess such immense magical power at such a young age?"
Rob simply couldn't imagine what terrifying level of strength that girl would reach when she reached his and Makarov's age!
Ultilia: "I'm sorry, I basically didn't train my magic before I was ten years old, I only trained my body! The enormous magical power you see now is all innate."
cough cough.
"Tsk."
In the lobby on the first floor, Laxus and Erza, who had just returned to the guild after feeling the earth-shattering magical power, happened to notice Ultear effortlessly restoring the guild with a wave of her hand, which made both of them tense.
"Ultear has gotten stronger again."
Laxus gritted his teeth, having always regarded Ultear as his biggest rival and target within the Fairy Tail guild.
"My sister is indeed powerful."
Erza was wholeheartedly congratulating Ultear, but a fighting spirit still lingered in her eyes.
"I see, Fairy Tail really is full of hidden talents!"
"Laxus isn't actually the strongest person my age in the Fairy Tail guild."
In the corner, Mirajane was also constantly improving her notes. She added a brand new name above her biggest target, Laxus, which was Ultear, and then added a brand new name below Laxus, which was Erza.
These are Mirajane's three main goals within the Fairy Tail guild.
In addition, Mirajane also discovered two of her close enemies within the Fairy Tail guild: Cana and Gray.
Well, Mirajane's sister and brother Lisana had a great time with Elfman and Cana with Gray.
"You haven't answered my question yet?"
Id smiled and asked Rob.
"Well."
"I'm getting on in years, so I won't be returning to the Fairy Tail guild. It's time for me to do my own things."
"Besides, as you should know, Yajima is now a member of the council, and Bob and Goldman have both established their own guilds. Makarov has also inherited Fairy Tail. I think it's time for me to make a name for myself."
Rob said so.
"In that case, I won't insist that you return to Fairy Tail, Rob-senpai."
Id looked somewhat regretful.
"I'm just going back to Fairy Tail for a quick visit, and then I'll be setting off again."
"The future of Fairy Tail ultimately rests on the shoulders of the younger generation."
Rob smiled and said a few polite words.
Although Rob believed that if Makarov's Fairy Tail guild were allowed to continue developing, it would eventually tear down the entire continent of Ishgar.
"Erza".
Id nodded, seemingly agreeing wholeheartedly with Rob's words, and looked at his youngest daughter, Erza, waving to her.
"Here you are, Father."
After being summoned by Ido, Erza rushed to Ido with small, quick steps, her expression filled with joy.
"Erza, use healing magic (a lower-level application of enchantment magic) to help Rob-senpai repair the broken magic source within his body."
During his conversation with Rob, Ide had already figured out Rob's current situation. Although Rob's injuries had healed, his magic source was still in a broken state.
Although in Id's view, this magical source no longer affects Rob's ability to use some basic magic, it also locks Rob's potential at level six, as assessed by Id's system, for life.
"Healing magic?"
"This little girl can actually use healing magic?"
"That's a legendary, long-lost magic."
Rob was shocked and said in disbelief.
"Healing magic?"
"It's just a derivative of the enchantment."
"The Arc of Time that my sister used, that is the true lost magic."
Erza shook her head; she didn't find the healing magic she possessed particularly remarkable.
Just as Rob was surprised, Erza had already attached the concept of "repair" to Rob.
"Buzz!"
Under Erza's added magic, Rob felt his body recovering at an extremely fast pace.
Whether it was the magical source he lost during his fight with Brian, or the hidden injuries he sustained in battles in his early years, they were all being repaired at an astonishing speed.
"boom!"
About an hour later, a roar came from Rob's body, and his magical source, which had been destroyed by Brian, was finally restored to its original state.
Moreover, after his internal injuries and magical energy were fully restored, Rob actually broke through and rose again, his strength reaching new heights!
He went directly from the level of a senior S-class mage, which had been holding him back for decades, to the threshold of the "Ten Saints".
"call."
After Rob's strength broke through, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes became even more piercing, and the magic power in his body roared out uncontrollably, enough to shake the entire Fairy Tail guild.
Thank you.
Rob bowed slightly to Ido and Erza, expressing his heartfelt gratitude.
"Please stop doing this."
"If you hadn't been injured by that bastard Brian while protecting the children of the Tower of Paradise, you would have reached this level years ago."
Id waved to Rob and told the truth.
Well, after all, Rob has already mastered his own "super magic," so all that's left is to naturally develop his magical power.
"Senior Warlord."
After chatting with Ido and Rob for a while, Rob went directly to Warlord, bowed respectfully, and said softly, "I would like to establish a Fairy Tail branch in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Fiore, and I hope to get your permission!"
"Go."
Warlord waved his hand and immediately agreed.
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Rob seemed surprised that his senior, Warlord, was so easy to talk to.
"Whether you use the name Fairy Tail or something else, it's up to you."
Warlord smiled, his aged eyes seemingly able to see through people's hearts. He knew clearly that Rob was a kind person, devoted to Fairy Tail, so he smiled and agreed, "Even if you get tired one day and want to go back to Magnolia Town, we will always be waiting for you."
"grateful."
Rob's eyes welled up with tears as he bowed to Warlord.
And so, Rob stayed at Fairy Tail, the guild of mages, for a full week. After the Harvest Festival, he finally set off alone to the far east.
To Rob's delight, within a week he saw a brand new, yet still friendly, Fairy Tail guild.
To Rob's dismay, he did not see his old friend Makarov. According to Volod, Makarov was at a critical moment of "breakthrough" and had gone to the distant land of giants for seclusion and meditation.
"I originally thought that I had finally reached a level where I could finally compete with that old bastard Makarov!"
"Who knew that old bastard Makarov's strength was also constantly improving, and he's left them far behind again."
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Rob walked through the mountains and fields. He glanced back down at the town of Magnolia, bathed in the glow of the setting sun. It was as beautiful as he remembered. He laughed and said, "You really can't compare people! It's infuriating to compare them."
At this point, Rob made up his mind to go to the east of the Kingdom of Fiore and establish a brand new Magisters' Guild.
the other side.
After Gildarts, Celestial Serena, and others caused a huge disturbance, even Ulfheim, who was in charge of guarding the Fairy Tail library, was forced to get involved.
As Ulfheim stepped out of the library and into the guild hall, his eyes immediately locked onto Mirajane.
Elfman, Lisanna, and two others.
"These three children have an exceptional talent for receiving magic!"
Ulfheim's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself.
Yes, Elfman and Lisana's talent in receiving magic can only be described as "exquisite." The talent of these two children is definitely no less than his.
As for Mirajane's talent in receiving magic, Ulfheim could only describe it as "unbelievable," a talent he had never seen before in his life.
Mirajane even has the potential to surpass him and become the first person on the continent of Ishgar to receive magic.
"Take them all."
Ulfheim stroked his long beard, pondered for a moment, and then smiled.
"From now on, the three of you will be my disciples."
Thinking of this, Ulfheim went directly to Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisana and said with a smile.
"what?"
Mirajane paused for a moment, then instinctively asked, "Are you very strong?"
"It's alright."
Ulfheim smiled smugly. He was very confident in his own strength. He could stand tall and confidently say that his magical power was among the top ten in the entire continent.
How strong is it?
"How does it compare to Idlib?"
Mirajane looked at the little old man who had suddenly appeared in front of her and continued to ask.
"Well."
"I can't beat Id."
Ulfheim paused for a moment, then said awkwardly.
"And what about Gildarts?"
Mirajane asked again.
"Well."
"I am no match for Gildarts either."
Cold sweat beaded on Ulfheim's forehead, and his expression revealed his embarrassment.
"Then you must be stronger than the god Serena, right?"
Mirajane paused slightly before continuing to press for answers.
"I can't beat the gods," Serena said.
The people of Ulfheim are numb.
Good news! Ulfheim's strength ranks him among the top ten on the continent of Ishgar.
The bad news is that everyone stronger than Ulfheim is in Fairy Tail, the mage guild.
"Where is Uru?"
"Where is Hyberion?"
"Where is Senior Warlord?"
Mirajane then asked for several more names.
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Ulfheim remained silent until he heard the name Warold, at which point his eyes lit up and he exclaimed excitedly, "I'm much better than that old man Warold!"
"In terms of magic?"
Mirajane tilted her head, looking exceptionally adorable, and asked an exceptionally poignant question.
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Ulfheim was speechless. This old guy, Warlord, had been cultivating for over a hundred years. He was an old monster from the last century, and his magic power was comparable to that of Id, Gildarts, and Serena. He was only over eighty years old. How could he compare?
"In terms of combat strength."
Ulfheim explained.
"hehe."
Mirajane smiled and shook his head, saying, "Then you're too weak. I won't become your apprentice."
"puff."
Ulfheim felt a tightness in his chest, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He clutched his chest with his right hand and muttered, "I'm weak? You're saying my strength is weak?"
He's Ulfheim! The fourth seat of the "Ten Saints," one of the "Eight Heavenly Kings of Ishgar," ranking seventh in the continent's fighting strength. Who on the entire continent wouldn't bow down and call him a Grandmaster when they see him?
Today, I was actually looked down upon for being weak?
What's most infuriating is that the person who looked down on him was the very apprentice he had chosen at first glance.
"Well."
"Don't be sad."
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"I was just joking with you."
"If you want me to become your disciple, of course that's possible."
Seeing Ulfheim in such agony, Mirajane broke out in a cold sweat, fearing he might faint from the emotional distress.
Mirajane immediately tensed up. She first stood up to make room for Ulfheim, then helped him to a seat. She poured him water and gently patted his back, comforting him, "Although your strength is indeed lacking, please believe me, your judgment is absolutely the best in the entire guild! You chose me as your disciple at first glance."
"puff."
Unexpectedly, after receiving Mirajane's comfort, Ulfheim felt even worse, spitting out a mouthful of blood and experiencing dizziness.
"I want to become stronger."
"I must become stronger!"
More than a decade ago, after stepping into the realm of the "Heavenly King," Ulfheim, who had reduced his desire for power, felt a desire to "become stronger" for the first time. He couldn't let his disciple look down on him, could he?
"You must become my disciple."
Ulfheim sat in the chair for a while, feeling less dizzy. He grabbed Mirajane's hand and said fiercely, "I'll show you just how strong this master you've chosen really is."
"Alright, whatever you say."
Mirajane felt helpless; she had to care about the guild's older members, right?
"Your younger brother and sister must also become my disciples."
Ulfheim added.
"Well."
"I've already promised you, so please let my younger brother and sister go."
"I was even thinking of having them become Id's disciples."
Mirajane said with some difficulty.
"To become Id's disciple?"
"Besides shape-casting magic and dragon-slaying magic, what else can Id do? What can he possibly teach you?"
"If you really become Id's apprentices, you won't learn anything except how to run around the guild naked all day like that brat?"
"You are geniuses who can receive magic, and you happen to be in the Fairy Tail guild. If you don't become my disciples, who else can you become my disciples?"
"I'm saying, on the entire continent of Ishgar, who understands receiving magic better than I do?"
Ulfheim, enraged, answered himself, "I'm telling you, there's no one left!"
"puff."
Just as Ulfheim was getting furious, Warlord, who was sitting not far away, and Heiberion, who was carrying a large case of drinks, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
As for the others in the guild, they were also enduring the situation, but they didn't dare to openly mock Ulfheim like Senior Volod and Hyberion did; they could only laugh secretly.
"Wald, what are you laughing at?"
Ulfheim glared at Warold and questioned him.
"I've thought of something funny."
Warlord answered truthfully.
"I also thought of some funny things."
Hayberian replied dismissively.
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Ulfheim was so angry at the silent mockery from his two best friends that his nose almost twisted out of shape.
"Miraj, you should become Ulfheim's apprentice."
At this moment, Ide, who was at the bar, seemed to be unable to stand by and watch everyone ganging up on the old man, and he couldn't help but interject.
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Mirajah looked up at Id, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Don't be ungrateful, Mirajane~"
"The senior Ulfheim before you is second to none in the research of receiving magic on the continent of Ishgar."
Id smiled, walked over to Mirajane, patted the little girl on the shoulder, and directly revealed Ulfheim's identity: "The one standing before you is the fourth seat of the Ten Great Archmages, one of the Eight Heavenly Kings of Ishgar, a grandmaster whom countless people would love to meet but cannot even get a chance to."
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Mirajane's pupils twitched slightly, her expression filled with shock.
"Now you know how powerful your master is, right?"
Ulfheim smiled smugly and secretly transmitted his voice to Id using telepathic magic: "I owe you a favor, Id."
"Simple."
Id winked at Ulfheim, indicating that it was all within his power.
"So what are the Ten Wizard Saints?"
But what Mirajane asked next shocked everyone present.
Everyone forgot that Mirajane didn't know much about the wizarding world.