Fairy Tail: I don't want to be the president

Chapter 50: Unable to achieve divine power, forced to leave the mountain

There were originally some messy footprints nearby, but after it rained a few times in the past few days, the specific shapes are now difficult to identify.

"President, you mentioned earlier that you were investigating the beast herd rampage. Have you found any results?"

"Absolutely not. There has been no trace since that time." Makarov looked at Rhodes, "But I have a little guess now."

"Well... me too." Rhode felt a little guilty and whispered, "If it was really caused by my magic going haywire, how much compensation do I have to pay?"

Seeing Rhodes' worried look, the president smiled and said:

"There is absolutely no need for compensation, because this area is ownerless. We can't go to the king to pay a fine for such a small matter."

Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief and almost faced a bigger economic crisis.

After walking some distance deeper into the forest, the two officially arrived at Polyusica's residence - a tree house.

Rhodes looked up at the red apples hanging on the surrounding trees, then looked down at the bag of apples in his left hand, and suddenly felt that he was a little redundant.

"President..." Rhodes forced an ugly smile, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"Hahaha... I didn't know you could have such an expression. How funny!" Makarov laughed wickedly, like a naughty boy.

When he had laughed enough, he said, "It doesn't matter what the gift is, as long as the thought is there!"

"It's so noisy!" The door of the tree house was opened roughly. "I can hear your annoying laughter from a hundred meters away, Makarov, can't you be quiet?"

Makarov greeted with a smile: "What's wrong with having some fun occasionally? It's lonely living here alone, isn't it?"

Polyusica noticed Rhodes and said, "Your injuries should have healed a long time ago, right?"

Rhodes said quickly: "Yes, because I heard that you like quietness, I didn't dare to disturb you. Thank you for your help and care!"

"Hmm?" Polyusica was surprised that Rhode spoke the common language so fluently, but he did not ask in detail, only saying,
"Now that you know, go back quickly. I told you I hate humans."

"Don't be so heartless. This kid asked me to bring him here because he wanted to thank you." Makarov said, "Here, I brought you a gift."

Polyusica noticed the bright red apple at a glance and glared at Makarov: "Humph, a child taken in by a fool is also a fool."

After saying that, she turned and went into the house, but did not close the door.

Rhodes was a little embarrassed by what she said.

But Makarov knew that she was not humming at Rhode, but at his own stupid behavior of playing with children even though he knew there were only apple trees here.

"Don't mind it, that's how she talks." Makarov was used to Polyuska's way of speaking. "Let's go. If the door isn't closed, it means we're invited in."

Proud?

No no no, that's so rude.

Rhodes condemned himself for criticizing his benefactor without authorization and followed the president into the tree house.

The space in the tree house is not big and the furnishings are very simple. There is almost no place to stand once you enter.

The floor was filled with pots of herbs and bottles of various medicines.

The only furnishings in the room were a bed, a desk, a bookshelf and a cabinet carved out of the wall, and a single wooden stool.

Rhodes looked left and right, not knowing where to put the things in his hands.

Polyuska looked at the bottle in Makarov's hand: "You came here for that thing in your hand, right?"

Makarov nodded, "Yes, here is some soil stained with poison. I want you to see if there is any way to solve it."

Polyusica immediately asked, "Has anyone in the guild been poisoned?"

"No, I'm just preparing for a rainy day." Makarov explained the cause of the incident and praised Rod at the end, "This kid is very steady."

"Humph, another idiot who only cares about pursuing power."

Polyusica took out a petri dish with a look of disdain, put some soil in it, and dripped one liquid medicine after another into it. Rhode didn't care about Polyusica's attitude. This old lady must have gone through something to say such a thing.

For example, a companion pursues power too much and ends up hurting himself.

After a series of professional tests, Polyusica confirmed the effect of this toxin:
“Contact toxins will quickly penetrate the skin once they come into contact with it, causing a stinging sensation at first, followed by numbness, and movement will become slow.

If the poisoning lasts for a long time, the toxins will damage the functions of internal organs, and in severe cases may lead to death.

Low temperature can reduce the speed of spread, and the toxicity will decrease to a certain extent after high temperature baking. The effect of inhaling a small amount of volatilized gas is not obvious. "

After a detailed inspection, Polyusica went outside to find a place and asked Rhodes to release the magic frog.

She needed to collect some more venom samples, a sample of the frog's oral secretions, and study the mushrooms on its back.

"Come back in a few days to get the antidote, and before then don't abuse this monster."

"Yes, thank you!"

"You don't have to come. Makarov asked for trouble. Let him do it himself."

"Oh, good."

Rhodes originally wanted to say that he had caused the trouble, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not right.

'Trouble' might refer to him as a person, so the president is the one who is causing trouble?
It seems there is no way to refute it.

……

On the way back, Rhodes looked worried.

Makarov asked, "Do you care about what Polyuska said?"

"No, Ms. Polyusica... How should I put it, although she kept complaining, she didn't do the things you asked her to do in a perfunctory manner.

He should be a kind person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart." Rhodes shook his head, "I am worried about other things. It seems that I have overspent on living expenses this month."

The money for the gift, the money for the ingredients for Poro Cuisine, the clothes I bought some time ago, and a few pieces of fitness equipment...

The money in my pocket always slips through my fingers without me noticing, and there are nearly two weeks left before salary is paid.

If it was before the time travel, I could solve the problem by simply skipping breakfast every day, but now it’s not possible. Skipping breakfast will definitely affect my training.

"You, it's about time you try to take on some commissions, right?" Makarov said helplessly, "If you keep going like this, you'll become the next Nabu."

Nab was actually more determined than Rod because he refused to be a waiter.

"Actually, I want to try it, but the hourly wages for commissions within the city may not be as high as those from the Guild Tavern. Commissions outside the city..."

Rhode looked conflicted. "I always feel like I'm not strong enough. It's not safe to go out like this."

"It's a good idea to be cautious, but now at least half of the people in the guild are no match for you."

The president sighed, "Give yourself more confidence, you are very strong. Magic comes from the power of the heart. If you don't even believe in yourself, the magic will become weak."

Rhode was shocked: "So even if I keep training hard, I might still become weaker after I go out?"

"Is this the point?!" Makarov couldn't help but yell at Rhode, "Go back and ask Mira to help you choose a suitable mission!"

Makarov suspected that Rod might be suffering from the sequelae of being attacked by a wild beast. It was necessary to let him go out for a walk to build up his self-confidence and gain some common sense outside of books.

"Oh……"

Rhodes nodded reluctantly and thought rationally. There was no need for the president to lie to him, and there was no reason for him to cheat him.

Maybe it's time to go out for a walk? To be safe, let Mira choose a safe mission, preferably with a team.

(End of this chapter)