Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Magic?!

Chapter 288 Mo En's Grand Military Review (Please Subscribe!)

A few days later, the "A-rank mages" gradually arrived, and most of those who went out on missions returned. They received the news and gathered at the large lake behind the guild early this morning.

"What exactly is going on? Why all this fuss?"

Marcao was a little curious. As a "veteran A-class mage", he was naturally notified. His old friend Wakaba was smoking a pipe next to him. The two men, both in their late thirties, were surrounded by a number of older "A-class mages".

"It looks like a big event; even A-rank mages have come."

Wakaba looked to the side and saw that among these middle-aged people, young people were also gathered together, chattering and talking.

"Hopefully there's nothing seriously wrong."

Rabbit Maru frowned, somewhat worried. He was living a very peaceful life now, teaching students whenever he had free time and not going on missions anymore. He didn't want his peaceful and stable life to be disrupted.

So even though Rabbit Maru isn't that old, he has already naturally integrated into the middle-aged generation's circle.

"Is something big finally about to happen?!"

Unlike the "middle-aged and older" group, who were generally worried and didn't want anything to go wrong, the "young and teenager" group was actually very excited, especially Natsu, who was very excited and kept shouting, hoping that things would get bigger and bigger.

This is quite normal. Most of the older men have already started families and have a lot to worry about. Naturally, they hope for a stable life without any major upheavals. Right now, Fairy Tail is doing well enough, and everyone is living a comfortable life.

Young people are at the age where they want to "make a name for themselves," so naturally they want to participate in more big events, like the "beast tide incident" last time, which was quite a spectacle. The bigger the event, the easier it is to make a name for yourself.

The example of Moen goes without saying; Laxus's battle against Joseph Pora also successfully made him famous.

In a sense, Joseph Pora is like Hanzo the Salamander, while Moen and Laxus are like the Three Legendary Sannin, all of whom played a role in making a name for themselves. However, here, it was the "old Hanzo" who was directly defeated by the "young Three Legendary Sannin".

"I can't wait! Are we going to storm Edolas?!"

Jet and Troy were also very excited. Ever since they learned that they were the "strongest candidates" in Fairy Tail in Edolas, they had been extremely curious about that world. At the same time, they began to work hard, so that even if they could not become the "strongest candidates", they could not hold back anymore.

This news had such an motivating effect, which Moen hadn't expected, but it was a good thing.

“Mistgang didn’t come, so it shouldn’t be him.”

Gray, shirtless, looked around but couldn't find Mystogan. Therefore, he concluded that this gathering had nothing to do with "Edras". After all, if it was an expedition to "Edras", there was no reason why Mystogan, as the "main body", wouldn't come.

"They're here! The president and Brother Moen are here together!"

As everyone was discussing, Elfman suddenly shouted. The guy was tall and spotted Moen and Chairman Makarov at a glance. He immediately shouted to make everyone look at the two of them.

Moen and Makarov walked over together and looked at the guildmates gathered in front of them. Fairy Tail was indeed full of talented people, especially the "Golden Generation" that was gradually growing up, each of them was very strong.

Natsu, Gray, Gajeel, Elfman, Jet, Troy, Alzac, Marcus, Biggeta, Rocky, Joey, Gonji, Warren, Nabu, Lidas.

The generation aged between their teens and thirties can be said to be quite good, and even the worst among them are stronger than the average "A-rank mage," and are generally stronger than the older generation next to them.

In addition, there are also the "Thor" Laxus, who is absent, along with his "Thor's Gang" Freed, Biggleslow, and another "S-Class Mage" Mystogan. Their strength is even more formidable. If this lineup were to come together, ordinary forces would have no chance of challenging them.

This is just the boys' lineup. The girls' lineup isn't much worse than the boys'.

Mirajane, Lucy, Emerald, Juvia, Lisanna, Rachel, Cana, Levy, Wendy, Bisca, Miki, Kiko, and the absent "Thunder Gang" member Abrams, as well as Erza who is still not present, are all talented individuals.

"There are still quite a lot of people."

Looking at the vast sea of ​​"A-rank mages," Makarov spoke, his expression best described as "a happy dilemma."

There's no way around it; the guild's foundation is just too strong. With so many "A-rank mages," even if we don't compete on quality but only on quantity, other guilds would have a hard time assembling so many.

"The old folks shouldn't get involved."

Moen spoke directly, excluding the middle generation. Seeing everyone gathered together, he realized that there were already so many "A-rank mages" in the guild.

"What?! Why were we excluded outright?!"

Marcao's eyes widened. Although everyone really didn't want any major trouble, excluding them outright was just too much!

"That's right! What exactly is it? We can help too!"

Wakaba cheered from the sidelines. Their sense of belonging to the guild was no less than anyone else's. As the middle generation bridging the past and the future, they may not be outstanding in strength, but their love for the guild is no less than anyone else's. They would not back down when the guild needs them.

"Ahem, Macao, Wakaba, don't misunderstand. It's not that we're deliberately excluding you. It's just that we don't need many people this time. This is a surprise attack, and we need to form an elite team to participate."

Makarov offered an explanation for Moen.

"President, what exactly happened?"

As soon as Makarov spoke, the middle-aged generation, who had been excited just moments before, quieted down and looked at him curiously.

"Let Moen tell you about it."

Makarov stepped back, letting Moen explain.

"Uncle Macao, Uncle Wakaba, you two can go back now. What I'm about to say is confidential and not convenient for you two to hear."

Moen stood in front, his words quite pointed, though he wore a smile, clearly joking with the two older men. "You brat! I'm still going!"

Macao and Wakaba weren't angry at these words. They laughed and teased each other, as they were used to joking around with Moen like this.

No matter how much Moen achieves, his feelings for them remain unchanged. After all, they watched Moen grow up.

When Moen was adopted by the guild, they were seventeen or eighteen years old, and they watched Moen grow up little by little.

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Moen was relying on his own methods; before he spoke, he would ask the two older men to help create a lively atmosphere. If the two older men weren't around, he would ask Natsu and Gray to do it. Marcao and Wakaba were very cooperative with him, while Natsu and Gray were very abstract when they got together.

"Before I get to the point, I want to make it clear that this is a dangerous situation. If you are not confident in your abilities, you can leave now. Don't be shy. It's about being responsible for yourself and for everyone else. Participation is not mandatory."

Looking at the many "A-rank mages," Moen made his point clear: Fairy Tail is a big family, and there aren't that many twists and turns. It's better for everyone to be clear about things.

"In that case, I won't go. My old bones can't take the strain, and I definitely won't be selected for this elite team."

As soon as Moen finished speaking, Uncle Reinhardt raised his hand. Since Moen had said such things, he understood what Moen meant. It seemed that he really didn't plan to bring too many people this time, so he took the initiative to cooperate and set the pace.

It's somewhat shameful to voluntarily withdraw, and some people might feel embarrassed. Reinhardt's strength isn't particularly high; he's considered average among "A-rank mages." By stepping forward, he sets a benchmark, letting those at similar or lower levels know their place.

"no problem."

Moen spoke, nodding to Uncle Reinhardt and giving him a look to indicate that he understood his meaning.

"Then I'll quit too."

Sure enough, after the first person withdrew, many others followed suit. The key factor was Uncle Reinhardt's statement, "Even the elite squad wouldn't select me."

If everyone could go, no one would voluntarily withdraw. Quitting at the first sign of danger is not the style of the "Fairy Tail" mages. Their reason for withdrawing now is that they feel they would never have been chosen in the first place.

After a wave of withdrawals, those who remained were all quite capable and believed they had a chance of being selected for the "elite team".

In fact, it wasn't just the "middle generation" who voluntarily withdrew; even the "younger generation" had some who did so, feeling it would be difficult for them to be selected for the "elite team." There was nothing they could do about it; there were just too many experts. As soon as Moen mentioned the "elite team," they didn't even need to think; they immediately had a rough list in their minds.

"Let me briefly explain the objectives of this mission."

Looking at the remaining "A-rank mages", Moen began to talk about the mission, about the "Tower of Paradise" and the "Evil Order", and of course, he also mentioned Erza and Grandpa Rob, which immediately aroused everyone's excitement.

Those companions who had just voluntarily withdrawn became excited, each shouting that they didn't want to leave the operation.

Nobody paid much attention to the "R System" or "Tower of Paradise"; it seemed no different from the usual missions to eliminate "dark guilds," except this time the target was an "evil cult."

However, the fact that Fairy Tail's companions died there, killed by that "evil cult," and that Erza suffered torture there, and that some of her friends are still trapped there, resonated with everyone and triggered the keywords.

The cohesion, unity, and bonds within Fairy Tail are built up through repeatedly seeking justice for their comrades; they did not arise out of thin air.

If any comrade is hurt, wronged, or treated unfairly, everyone will stand up for him and help him save face. If anyone dares to insult Fairy Tail, everyone will stand up and fight for the honor of Fairy Tail.

Now, this damned "evil cult" that built the "Tower of Paradise" has clearly directly touched the taboo of "Fairy Tail".

The younger generation doesn't recognize Rob, but some people in the middle generation do, and they are naturally willing to avenge him. The younger generation knows Erza, and they are also willing to seek justice for her.

"Natsu, Gray, Gajeel, Elfman, Alzac, Joey, Warren, Lydas, Mirajane, Lucy, Emerald, Juvia, Cana, Levy, Bisca, that's all."

Seeing the excited "A-rank mages", Moen began to call out names one by one. He called out fifteen names in a row. Including himself, Grandpa Makarov, and Erza, that made eighteen people, which was quite a lot for an "elite team".

"yeah!!!"

Those whose names were called were naturally excited, while those who weren't called groaned and clamored to help as well.

"Take me with you, Moeng! My magic is very useful!"

Bigeta Eiko shouted loudly, feeling confident that he could help. His "Dancer Magic" was a ranged spell that could enhance the combat abilities of allies within a ten-meter radius, while also reducing the combat abilities of selected targets, or even forcibly controlling their bodies.

Bringing him along will boost the entire team, and he's also great for teamwork. He's a fantastic support with aura and crowd control.

"Okay, then take it with you."

Moen nodded. Bigita joined later and was younger, only sixteen years old this year. However, his magic was indeed very useful. Like Warren's "Telepathic Magic," it was both support and control type. Warren could enable everyone to establish "team voice chat" and could also use "Telepathic Magic" to launch mental attacks.

"Brother Moen! I'm actually quite strong too! Believe me! I can bury all those people with sand! Take me with you!"

Seeing that Bigita had been successfully chosen, Marcus got anxious and started rambling on and on. This guy was a real chatterbox; once he started talking, he wouldn't stop, describing his magic in glowing terms.

"Forget it, you should take some time to reflect."

Moen shook his head. He did not deny that Marcus was very talented and that his "sand magic" had great potential, but the boy had not yet fully developed his potential. At seventeen, Marcus's personality was far different from that of several girls his age. He still needed to grow and even needed some setbacks.

"Alright, that's settled then."

Seeing that many people still wanted to fight for him, Moen waved his hand and made the final decision directly.

(End of this chapter)