Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

"Strike against magical heresy!"

The public had differing opinions, but they all loudly voiced their views.

"No!" the newcomer said. "We train our muscles only to become stronger, to overcome difficulties, and to have the strength to help others. We have no enemies, nor should we have any. The world is changing, and sooner or later everyone will believe that their own muscles are the only thing they can rely on."

“We are not heretics, we are not a closed church, we are just a group of self-reliant and self-strengthening enthusiasts.”

"Therefore, please stop speaking ill of magic supporters. Instead, we should help them, just as we help and support each other."

"Muscles bring peace, not chaos and irrationality."

"Mr. Yefriedt, you are amazing!" the audience shouted.

On the stage.

"Mr. Yefrit, you are truly amazing!" Laxus cried as she ran up to the person on stage. "I have truly disgraced you."

"It's alright. You've already done a great job standing on this stage and taking this step bravely. Laxus, my vice-leader, you'll become outstanding sooner or later! By then, you'll definitely no longer be disliked by girls!" The person patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"Long live muscles! Long live Mr. Yefrit!" Laxus shouted emotionally.

'patta'

Emily opened her mouth, and the sugar pill fell to the ground.

"Who is that?" Lucy asked, her face filled with shock.

On the stage, the person looked exactly like Yefried, even in terms of build and clothing, except that he wasn't wearing glasses.

He had a sunny, cheerful smile on his face, and his demeanor was completely different from Yefried's. Most importantly, it was what he said—

Hugging muscles?

Muscle supremacy?

Reject laziness, complacency, and procrastination?

Who is this?!

and also!

Who is that skinny version of Laxus?!

On the stage.

"We are very grateful to Mr. Yefried for his strong support and sponsorship of this competition. We are also very grateful to Mr. Yefried for coming to the competition in person. We, the organizers, are truly honored to have such a distinguished person as you here." The host started to cry as he spoke.

“Don’t cry. A person with muscles and confidence should be able to face anyone with composure,” Yevlit comforted her with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I was just too excited. I'm a fan of yours." The host said, tearing off his shirt to reveal his muscular physique, and then pointed to his chest, saying, "You didn't design the logo. You said that your love for muscles is spontaneous and pure, requiring no constraints, and you certainly shouldn't brand your muscles with emblems. So, I tried my best to express those words through my muscles."

As he spoke, the host exerted his strength, and his full chest muscles bulged, revealing four large characters that could be faintly seen: "Muscles are supreme!"

"Hey, hey, hey, this is way too much!" Lucy couldn't help but complain.

“Very good.” Yefrit patted the other person on the shoulder and said with a smile, “Let’s start the competition. I still have 10,000 push-ups to do.”

Ten thousand push-ups.

Lucy swallowed hard, turned around, and saw Emily's eyes light up. She said, "Does this person who looks just like Master have amazing muscles?"

"Why are you focusing on this?" Lucy asked, puzzled.

On the stage.

Many contestants took their seats.

Then the food was served, all meat, very substantial.

"clang--"

"start!"

With a loud shout from the host, everyone started eating.

Laxus was the first to be eliminated. After only a few bites, it choked and had to give up.

“This Uncle Laxus isn’t handsome at all!” Emily said.

"And what about Yefrit?" Lucy asked with a smile.

Emily watched Yefrit on the stage, who elegantly opened her mouth wide and ate steak one bite at a time. It looked slow, but her efficiency was amazing. Other competitive eaters would just stuff themselves and their progress was so slow, but Yefrit ate steak as easily as if she were eating eggs, one bite at a time.

Emily said, "Although he's a bit different from my master, he's still very handsome!"

Is this what you call "not quite the same"?

That's completely the opposite!

wrong

Lucy recalled Yefrit after being attacked by Nirvana during the battle against Oración Seis. Thinking about that person, Yefrit was much better off, so saying it was the opposite wasn't entirely accurate.

On the stage.

Yefritte has already eaten a plate.

When the second set came out, the other players were already in despair, having only won half of the first set!

Mr. Yevlitte doesn't seem to have a particularly large appetite, so how can he eat so much and so fast!

The championship is a foregone conclusion.

"Oh my!" Lucy suddenly shrieked, "Now I finally understand why that guy always carries a camera with him. If only we could have captured this scene on camera!"

Emily said, "I brought it."

As she spoke, Emily took a card out of her small bag.

The cards she used weren't like Yefrit's—black with gold lettering—but rather light pink with flashy patterns of various doll pictures, the kind little girls would like.

With a flick of her wrist, the card transformed into a camera.

"Quick, quick, take a picture!" Lucy exclaimed.

“Sister Lucy, you take the pictures. I prefer to record things with words.” Emily lent the camera to Lucy.

Yevlit liked to take photos to document things, but Emily preferred to write. She felt that although it was not objective or comprehensive enough, words could convey her emotions.

The main focus of the photograph is the events within the scene.

Emily hopes that in the future, she can read the emotions she felt when she wrote the words, which would be even more precious to her.

"Let us congratulate Mr. Yefried!" the host announced Yefried's victory.

"Thank you all for your support." Yefrit said with a bright smile.

“That’s unbelievable,” Lucy said, holding up the photo.

Chapter 124, both Yefriedes are trustworthy.

In the Fairy Tail guild.

Laxus, Natsu, and the others were dumbfounded as they listened to everyone's description of Yefrit.

Born into a minor noble family, facing the predicament of depleted magic power, when the whole world was in a state of panic and even despair, he called on everyone to cope with the situation with a positive attitude.

The magic is gone, it's not like the person died.

Since magic is unusable, rely on your own muscles. The strength and will you develop through training will never betray you!

Then he set an example by running around the capital every day.

At first, he could only run through two city gates, but later he was able to run many laps around the capital. Now, he can even crawl upside down on his arms.

Over the years, even the ground has been worn into deep trenches, forming something like a moat.

His actions inspired many people.

He thus founded the Church of the Muscles, which is now the world's number one church.

His positive and optimistic spirit earned him immense admiration, with some even regarding him as a deity. Yet, he said: "There is no god. Rather, your will is the god, and your muscles are a gift from the gods, earned through your hard work and training."

This impressed everyone. If one day you really lose all your magic, perhaps the future Yefrit described—the sky islands falling and monsters running rampant—will come true. So, training your muscles in advance is definitely useful!

The king greatly admired his theories and promoted him step by step, until he became a duke in the kingdom!

Yefried was of marriageable age and had many girls pursuing him. He was even the biggest star in the world, and a princess proposed to him.

But he said: I have great ambitions. I will not get married until I resolve this predicament. Otherwise, I will always let down one side, either my wife or everyone else. I don't want to make such a difficult choice.

Countless girls, including princesses, vowed to wait for the day he would be willing to marry them, even if their beauty faded!

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Natsu, Wendy, Happy, and Charlene stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape.

Even Laxus was slightly distracted.

"By the way, you're a mage guild, why do you worship him like this?" Natsu asked curiously, snapping out of his daze.

Yes.

Jefried was obsessed with building muscle, and even the king approved of his ideas.

Fairy Tail, a group of people who illegally use magic and face arrest every day, actually admire Yefrit so much.

“Our world’s magic will eventually run out; it’s only a matter of time,” Lucy said. “No matter how hard we struggle, it’s useless.”

“When that day comes, what Mr. Yevlitter said will indeed be the best solution.”

Believe in yourself; you no longer need magic.

If magic deliberately abandons everyone.

So let's all make up our minds and create our own future!

Yefrit's ideas were widely accepted, even by the Mage Guild, which held the opposite view.

After all, what's meant to happen will happen.

The age of magic is about to come to an end.

Lucy and Emily ultimately decided not to see Yefritte.

After all, it wasn't just one person, and this person seemed to have a good relationship with the authorities; if they went there, they might be exposed.