Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Magic?!

Chapter 269 Journey to Another World (Please Subscribe!)

"Moen, I finally did it!"

While Moen was searching for the Tower of Paradise and arranging the National S-Class Martial Arts Competition, Mystogan suddenly returned to Fairy Tail and brought shocking news.

"What worked?"

Moen's eyes widened. Although he already knew the answer to the question, he couldn't help but ask it out loud.

"Anima! Hypersubspace magic!"

Mystergan excitedly reached out and placed his hands on Moen's shoulders, shaking them vigorously; it was clear he was genuinely thrilled.

"Have you found a way to get to Edolas?"

Moen's eyes narrowed; it was indeed this matter.

“That’s right, I’ve found a way! We can now use Anima to return to Edolas!”

Mystgang spoke with such certainty that, despite wearing a hat and mask to conceal his face, his excitement was palpable.

"Good good!"

Moen was also excited; it was finally finished!
Then their "Edras Expedition" can officially begin to be formed.

The expedition to Edolas is certainly not just a matter for Fairy Tail alone, after all, it involves a conflict between two worlds, and the entire world of Esland will be harmed.

Previously, in order to prevent large-scale casualties, the matter of "Anima" had been informed to the "Magic Council". Makarov also convened a seminar to study the magic together. Naturally, the matter of the expeditionary force could not be handled by everyone alone.

Although there is an "undercover agent" from Edolas who can provide them with a lot of information about the Kingdom of Edolas, Mystogan has been in the world of Esland for several years and it is difficult for him to know much about the situation there.

“I was quite young when I came here, and there were many things I hadn’t yet been exposed to, so I can’t be of much help in terms of intelligence.”

Mister Gang spoke up, sounding a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I understand."

Moen patted Mistergang on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

This is quite normal. After all, even Mystergan couldn't have imagined this day would come. You can't expect a child to think so much. It's already quite an achievement that he came to Eslandon to stop "Anima" and worked hard for it day after day.

"What about magic?"

After the initial excitement, Moen quickly calmed down. Being able to go was one thing, but whether he could use magic after going was another. If he couldn't use magic, he couldn't just rely on himself to take action, could he?
With his "black robes" and the ability to store "qi" through magic conversion, Moen will still have combat power even if there is no magic in the world of Edolas, but it's hard to say about others.

"We're still thinking of a solution."

Mystogan spoke awkwardly, but he was unaffected. After all, he relied on his equipment to fight, and his combat power remained unchanged in Edolas. He would still use his staff the same way he always had.

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Moen looked at Mistgang speechlessly. Wasn't that all for nothing? Even if they had formed an expeditionary force, they would just be sent to their deaths.

"Ahem, actually, it wouldn't be bad if the two of us went to take a look first."

Mistgang clearly realized his problem; he coughed twice and then offered a suggestion.

"The two of us?"

Moen hesitated for a moment. After all, the enemy on the other side was an entire world. Although he was always confident, he did not think he could fight against an entire world, especially when he was under many restrictions.

Moen sensed the "qi" stored within his body; it wasn't particularly much, certainly not enough to support him in fighting against the entire world.

"We'll just go and gather information; we won't clash with them."

Mystergan clearly didn't intend to end everything with just the two of them. If Moen's strength could be fully utilized, then they could try to capture the leader first.

But given the current situation, let's just forget about it.

They should focus on gathering intelligence first.

Most importantly, Mistgang also had some reservations.

He still had some doubts about whether to fight against his father or against the people of Edolas.

Mistgang certainly knew who was right and who was wrong; he could see right from wrong very clearly. But after all, that was his father, a citizen of his country. If he could solve the problem without taking action himself, he would rather not.

Although there are some contradictions, human nature is so complex, and it is difficult for people to empathize with each other. What is a painful cry of one person may just be noise to another.

Moen didn't really understand this. Was there really a big difference between bringing outsiders along to overthrow his father and participating in the overthrow of his father himself? Bringing people along was essentially the same as participating, wasn't it?

Moen thought that Mistergang probably just wanted to put his mind at ease.

"Have you mastered that magic that reverses Anima?"

Moen was somewhat tempted by Mistgang's "two-person exploration" proposal. Although the two of them probably wouldn't be able to solve any problems, they should be able to gather some information.

If they really wanted to leave, no one could stop them. Even if they only relied on "Ink Robe" and became a Taoist priest, Mo En was not someone that just anyone could mess with.

But now Moen is no longer all alone, and he no longer has no responsibilities to bear as he did when he was a child.

Moen has too many things to manage right now, with two top priorities: the "National S-Level Martial Arts Assessment" and the mysterious "Tower of Paradise."

If he goes to the other world with Mystogan and stays there for several years, things will fall into chaos here. Although Moen is not so arrogant as to think that the world will stop turning without him, it will still have some impact, at least on Fairy Tail and the Kingdom of Fiore.

Moreover, the aftermath of the "Tower of Paradise" was a matter of great concern to Moen, as it might lead to a major disaster if not handled properly.

"No problem, you can come back whenever you want."

Mystergan answered, a response that relieved Moen.

If it's that convenient, then going along to take a look won't be a problem.

"when to go?"

Having made up his mind, Moen asked decisively, "As long as I'm ready, I can go anytime."

Mystergan seemed quite confident in the magic he was researching.

Moen glanced at Mister Gang, who was carrying a bunch of things on his back. Naturally, he didn't need to prepare anything and could set off whenever he wanted. This "set off as soon as you're ready" was obviously referring to him.

"Tomorrow, I need to arrange some work."

Moen thought for a moment and decided to hand over his work first. Although he could come back at any time, since he was going to gather information, he had to try to find something useful. He couldn't come back empty-handed.

"no problem."

Mistgang nodded, suppressing the mixed feelings in his heart. For him, this was the first time he had returned home in several years. If he counted, it must have been six or seven years. He had grown from thirteen to nineteen years old.

Although he made some good friends in Esland and joined the heartwarming organization "Fairy Tail," he still had a heavy responsibility and didn't have much time to spend with everyone. He also had to avoid suspicion and cause trouble for Jellal in this world. In short, he had a pretty tough time over the years.

To say you don't want to end all of this and go back home to a normal life would be a lie; any normal person would definitely want to.

"Take a good rest for a day. You've worked so hard. I believe this will all be over soon and everything will return to normal."

Moen patted Mistgang on the shoulder. Although he couldn't see Mistgang's expression, Moen could guess what he was thinking through his eyes. This time, he could empathize with him.

Both being genuine visitors from another world, if Moen had the chance to return home now, he felt his emotional fluctuations would be no less than those of Mystergan now.

It's one thing to feel apprehensive the closer you get to home, but quite another to see your hometown people turn into enemies—something Moen doesn't seem to experience.

After all, with his strength, if he develops further and goes back to his hometown, he can eat beef whenever he wants, or not eat beef whenever he doesn't want to.

After parting ways with Mistgang, Moen quickly went to find his grandfather. Naturally, the handover work could only be handed over to Grandpa Makarov, as these were tasks that the old man should have taken on.

As the president of Fairy Tail, I should be responsible for organizing the "National S-Class Martial Arts Tournament" jointly held by Fairy Tail and Magnolia. As one of the Ten Wizard Saints, I should search for the Tower of Paradise to save the world.

After finding Grandpa Makarov, Moen first handed over the matter of the "National S-level Martial Arts Assessment".

"Please, Grandpa."

Moen spoke solemnly, saying that this matter was necessary. The date had already been set, and everyone was making preparations. No matter what, it had to be pushed forward, and someone had to keep a close eye on it.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Grandpa Makarov nodded, looking completely nonchalant, as if he didn't think it was a big deal at all.

Moen wasn't surprised. What kind of storms hadn't the old man weathered? The "National S-Level Martial Arts Assessment" was nothing special.

"What are you going to do?"

Although he accepted Moen's request, Makarov was still puzzled, as Moen usually wouldn't shirk responsibility.

“Mystogan has found a way to go to the parallel world Edolas. I’m going to Edolas with Mystogan to gather information.”

Moen explained the reason; there was no need to hide it from his grandfather.

"What?! You mean Mystogan has completed that spell?! We can go to Edolas now?!"

Makarov stared wide-eyed, looking as if he too was shocked.

As it turns out, even the well-informed Grandpa Makarov was completely clueless about the matter of Edolas in this parallel world, and could only place all his hopes on Mystogan.

"That's right, but the problem of no magic power there, which prevents the use of magic, has not yet been resolved. Therefore, we still cannot form an expeditionary force. We can only send those with combat capabilities to scout ahead."

Moen nodded and explained the situation.

"I see. You two must be careful."

Makarov nodded, accepting the reality. He knew that both Moen and Mystogan could go, because both of them had the ability to fight without relying on magic.

Although with these two "S-class mages" on the case, there shouldn't be any danger, the target is, after all, a completely unknown other world, and Makarov still has some worries.

"Whether we find the intelligence or not is not important; the most important thing is to get back safely."

Makarov gave them worried instructions, hoping that Moen and Mistgan wouldn't be reckless. He said the intelligence wasn't that important and they could wait until everyone found a way to fight in Edolas before going.

"I understand, we will assess the situation carefully."

Moen readily agreed to the old man's advice. Safety should always come first. If you're not strong enough, you have to play it safe for now. That makes sense.

"There's another matter concerning an evil organization. My crow is tracking their location. If it finds them, the crow will come back to inform you. You can keep an eye on it then, but it's best to wait until I return before taking any action."

Regarding the "Tower of Paradise," Moen considered it for a moment and then gave a vague answer. The crow needed a target to connect with upon its return, and it was necessary to leave behind relevant information.

Although Moen himself couldn't be sure whether the crows would continue to be controlled after leaving this world, if he made any discoveries, he would have the crows come to Grandpa Makarov and hand over the information to him.

"Okay, if it's not urgent, I'll definitely wait for you."

Although he was still confused by what he heard, Makarov agreed. An evil organization didn't sound very dangerous, at least Moen didn't seem to be in a hurry about it.

That makes sense. Since it's not yet X784, Moen judges that the lightning in the "Tower of Paradise" won't explode, so he's not in a hurry. If this part of the story hasn't started by X784, then he'll probably start to get anxious.

The year X784 was such a crucial time for Moen, as if all the troubles would come together in that year.

"At least I can still enjoy these last six months of leisurely time."

Back in his dorm, Moen packed his things while sighing. As the deadline drew closer, he had a feeling that a storm was brewing.

The next day, Moen met up with Mistergang, who was carrying a bag containing some essential travel luggage. Compared to Mistergang, Moen's bag was tiny, and Moen was practically carrying no luggage at all.

"Let's set off for Edolas."

Looking at Mystergan, Moen spoke directly, as he could tell that Mystergan was also impatient.

(End of this chapter)