Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

"To enable deaf people to hear the voices of their family members."

"To enable those who cannot speak to sing freely."

"Let those who cannot stand up dream of running."

"To allow those who cannot appreciate the taste to enjoy a delicious meal."

Emily's voice was innocent, full of longing and yearning. She hugged Yeffert's neck tightly and said, "Isn't this the magic that brings happiness?"

Chapter 85, Yefrit: I think this moment deserves a cool screenshot.

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Yefried remained silent, but a slight smile played at the corners of her lips.

He began to seriously consider Emily's request.

He did not agree immediately, because this matter required careful consideration!

Emily's magic is unique, similar to his, but not exactly the same.

She does have the basics, but that's about it.

The key point is Emily's talent for research, but we don't know what it is like.

The saying goes, "The master leads you through the door, but the practice depends on yourself."

Emily learned the magic of deception, but due to many influencing factors—such as different states of mind, the purpose of her study, the direction of her magical development, and most importantly, the pursuit of truth—her magic of deception will most likely not be the same as Yefrit's, and may even be quite different.

Just like Uru's ice, it was different after being passed down to Gray and Rio.

Yefried's adoptive father's deceptive magic involved guiding her with words and then subtly affecting her vision—the so-called "subtly" being a momentary daze.

Therefore, the adoptive father's magic performances were different from Yefrit's; they were based on genuine talent, with magic being the icing on the cake—allowing him to perform magic tricks that ordinary magicians would find difficult to accomplish with their skills and props.

Jefried's grandfather's deceptive magic stemmed from his love of food, allowing him to trick people's taste buds. He could make simple meals seem delicious, and his adoptive father grew up eating white bread as if it were a delicacy. However, the grandfather did not impersonate a chef to deceive people; he was a man of very high moral character.

The same applies to Emily.

Yefried couldn't guarantee that Emily's trickery magic wouldn't be the same as his. If the difference was significant, then she would have to improve her magic on her own in the future.

Deception magic is difficult.

Although Yefrit admired Emily's magical abilities, a lack of intelligence was a real problem—it was difficult to become stronger—and extremely easy to waste time and achieve nothing.

His thoughts were brought back to reality.

Yefrit said, "I will think about it carefully."

“Mmm!” Emily nodded happily.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed.

Laxus received Yefrit's message and moved the battlefield away from the entrance.

Yefrit observed for a moment and concluded that Laxus was about to win.

Is there any suspense in a battle between a lightning mage and a lightning dragon slayer mage?

The battle in the courtyard had just ended.

"Yeffrit." Erza and the others were a little confused when they saw Yefrit carrying Emily on her back and leading a large group of people out.

Yefried said, "The situation is complicated, I'll explain in detail later, but for now I'll just give a brief summary—"

"Those down there are all bad guys, just beat them up."

"Understood!" Natsu immediately clenched his fists and slammed them together.

“Lucy, Juvia, you take Emily and the others to meet up with Turtledove and wait for news,” Yefrit said.

“Okay.” Lucy and Juvia nodded.

"This is the communication crystal to contact Ryder. I don't have much magic left, so I'll just let him know I'm safe." Yefrit took out a card and turned it back into a communication crystal.

“Mmm.” Lucy hugged Emily, and Juvia took the communication crystal.

“Lucy, you’ve gotten stronger again.” Happy laughed as he watched Lucy easily lift Emily.

"Shut up!" Lucy was on the verge of tears.

Her strength was indeed increasing, and it was clear that she could feel it.

Is she really going to turn into a muscle woman?

"Go, Yefrit!" Emily said, clenching her fist.

“Okay.” Yefrit bumped into her, then looked at Erza, Gray, and Natsu, and said, “Let’s go.”

"it is good."

The group stood ready for battle.

‘Kacha’

At the perfect moment, there was suddenly the sound of a camera taking pictures.

The group looked at Yefrit.

“Sorry.” Yefrit suddenly took a camera from the void and said with a smile, “I think we should take some cool screenshots right now.”

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The photos have been printed.

On the screen—

The sky was bright and sunny, on the dilapidated and chaotic battlefield.

Erza's face was resolute as she raised her left foot and took a firm step.

To her left was Gray, who was scratching the back of his head with a confident smile on his face.

To her right is Natsu, whose fists are clenched and burning with flames.

Behind the three, Erza blocked half of their bodies, but the area above their shoulders was still visible—Yefrit pushed up her glasses and gave a gentle smile.

These photos have one thing in common—everyone's gaze is unwavering.

Erza remained silent, but her eyes revealed her liking and appreciation.

"So cool!" Natsu exclaimed.

“Not bad,” Gray laughed.

“Mr. Yevlit, please make sure to sell one copy to Juvia!” Juvia shouted.

"Erza is so cool!" Lucy exclaimed.

“Brother Yefrit is so handsome!” Emily exclaimed.

"Yeflit, you didn't even get a picture of me!" Only Happy expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Alright, let's go." Yefrit put away the photos.

Outside the town of Ahhanita.

A group of people with bizarre clothing, peculiar appearances, strange gaits, and creative looks arrived outside the barrier.

"Why is there a barrier here?" one person asked.

“Isn’t this better?” the other person said.

"Don't break the barrier. That conman is a world-class escape artist," someone said.

"Honorary Knight, can you open the barrier and let us in?" someone asked.

"Of course."

"toot toot"

The train was forced to stop, braking all the way down—the driver saw the massive barrier in the distance, and as an experienced veteran, he immediately applied the brakes, preventing the train from crashing into the barrier and causing a tragedy.

The sudden braking caused the passengers to lose control of their bodies and sway from side to side.

Some people were injured.

The flight attendant quickly comforted the passenger and explained the situation, which prevented a disturbance from escalating.

In the middle carriage, in the middle row of seats, sat two very eye-catching beauties.

The white-haired beauty seemed alright; she appeared quite gentle.

But the other woman by the aisle was a beautiful woman who looked like a legendary elf, and she seemed very unapproachable.

The train stopped.

Some people got off the train for various reasons, but in any case, it made the train a little emptier.

A handsome, confident blond man walked out of the row of seats.

He extended his hand, revealing an exquisite—obviously extremely expensive—watch on his wrist. He took out some bills from his bag and handed them to two women with children in the opposite row, saying, "Ladies, could we switch seats?"

“Yes, sir.” The two women happily accepted the money and stood up—they understood the man’s intentions, of course, but what did it have to do with them?

The man sat down opposite the two beautiful women and said, "Hello, ladies. My name is Jason, and I am a businessman."

Mirajane turned to look at Tiffany, who showed no intention of speaking, so she smiled and said, "I'm sorry, we don't want to be hit on, please don't bother us."

“Why wouldn’t I want to?” Jason said. “There’s nothing strange about striking up a conversation; it’s just a way to make new friends. I genuinely want to get to know you two, and of course, I admit I have some ulterior motives, because you two are just so beautiful.”

'boom'

Tiffany slammed her fist on the table in front of her, looked at Jason, and said coldly, "I don't have a friendly attitude towards you humans, so don't go looking for a fight."

Jason smiled confidently. "Looks like a lady you're not to be trifled with. But, 'you humans'? Isn't this lady human? Ah, you have long, pointed ears and a flawless face. Are you some kind of legendary elf?"

"So."

Jason took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, then extended his hand as if to shake hands. "I am honored to have met an elf like you."

'boom'

Tiffany made her move, sending the rambling stranger flying with a single punch. Jason crashed into several rows of seats before finally collapsing in the rubble, spitting out blood and passing out.

The carriage was silent; everyone stared in horror.