Fairy Tail: Starting with Fairy Queen Erza

Leon looked at Gray and spoke arrogantly.

“You’re right, Leon, I am Uru’s most outstanding disciple!”

Gray gave himself a thumbs-up and said confidently.

"Ice-like design..."

So, almost simultaneously, the two adopted the pose of the Ice Shape Magic.

"...Ice Dragon!"

"...The Holy Sword!"

The next second, the ice dragon collided with the holy sword, unleashing an endless burst of freezing air.

"Let's guess..."

At this moment, the tourists who had heard the news gathered around.

The tourists, gazing at the chaotic scene before them—a flurry of magic, countless spells flying, and dazzling arrays of multicolored magic circles—and looking at Makarov, who seemed frozen in place as if staring directly into the eyes of Medusa from mythology, asked, "You must be holding a fighting tournament, right?!"

"It's a 24-hour endurance race!"

Makarov responded weakly.

"Eh?!"

Upon hearing this, the tourists all looked shocked. What does this have to do with a 24-hour endurance race?!

Or is there some difference between the Fairy Tail guild's endurance race and the endurance race they remember?

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Chapter 41 Ian: Uru, don't move! I'm a respectable person!

"Ian, today is Fairy Tail's annual event..."

"And it's a very rare fighting tournament..."

"We can't let the young people steal all the limelight!"

"Now, it's our turn to make a move, isn't it?!"

As Uru spoke, he looked at Ian beside him.

"No no no..."

“Miss Uru, it seems you’ve made a mistake.”

"What we're holding today is clearly a 24-hour endurance race."

"On the other hand, fighting tournaments and the like are not uncommon in Fairy Tail."

"After all, we fight every day..."

Ian turned to look at Uru and couldn't help but complain.

After all, Fairy Tail, the mage guild they belong to, is short of all sorts of talent, but it's never short of people who love to fight...

According to the council, "The Fairy Tail group is either fighting or on their way to fighting. They should disband as soon as possible. That would be a contribution to the Kingdom of Fiore and the continent of Ishgar."

"Huh? Isn't it a fighting tournament?"

Uru scratched his head in confusion...

Because Uru and the others missed the time when Makarov explained the rules...

So when she saw the chaotic scene before her, she thought Makarov had convened some kind of fighting tournament!

The Fairy Tail guild 24-hour endurance race means...

The members of the Fairy Tail guild will fight with all their might to beat up others within 24 hours. Whoever can still stand and talk after 24 hours will be the winner.

At least that's how Uru understands it.

"Ah this..."

Ian was speechless at this point.

So, the slightly airheaded Miss Uru...

Did she get the whole grand event wrong from the very beginning?!

But then again...

Miss Uru's understanding of the 24-hour endurance race is far too dangerous, isn't it?

Beating up a companion for 24 hours?

Whoever defeats the most teammates within 24 hours is the winner.

Are they Fairy Tail, some kind of Dark Mage Guild?

Even the Dark Mages Guild isn't this brutal, is it?

Even Mardo Gil and the second guild master Precht, after hearing Uru's understanding of the Fairy Tail guild's 24-hour endurance race rules, would pat Makarov on the shoulder with a smile and say seriously, "Oh, Makarov, you are the real dark mage, you are the real demon! Compared to Fairy Tail, our dark guild is still too innocent. At least we won't attack our comrades without reason."

In short, let's cut to the chase.

As he spoke, Uru took off his shirt and threw it aside.

"Wow~"

For a moment, the crowd watching from the sidelines gasped in amazement, their eyes wide as they admired the beautiful sight before them.

"No, Uru, you're just going to fight..."

"If you're going to participate in an endurance race, then participate in an endurance race."

"Why are you taking off your clothes here?!"

Ian watched as Uru started taking off his clothes without warning...

As a well-mannered and moral gentleman, Ian instinctively reached out and covered his eyes...

However, the gaps between his fingers were a little too large, failing to completely block his view...

So much so that Ian was forced to use the corner of his eye to look at Uru not far away, with a somewhat critical eye.

"Hmm, what a wonderful buttocks."

"Cough cough..."

After admiring it for a while, Ian commented as follows.

"Ian, enough with the nonsense..."

"I'll show you just how much stronger I've become in the last four years."

After removing the clothes that were hindering her from using magic, leaving her only in slightly revealing underwear, Uru struck a pose as if to cast an Ice Shape spell...

At this moment, terrifying magical power converged towards Uru...

The powerful freezing air seemed to freeze even the tiny droplets in the air into frost at that moment.

"Speaking of which, don't you guys think the weather has suddenly gotten quite cold?"

"It's not just cold! It's freezing me to death!"

The people felt as if the weather had suddenly changed from the heat of summer to the cold of winter, and they were all shivering from the cold.

"In that case, I should get more serious."

As Ian spoke, his gaze darkened slightly...

The magical power within his body surged and roared out like ocean waves.

"boom!!"

In an instant, the ground beneath Ian's feet was shattered by the immense magical power within him, cracking into spiderweb-like patterns.

Immediately afterwards, within a radius of 100 meters centered on him, everything was in a state of weightlessness at that instant...

This state of weightlessness only lasted for a moment!

Therefore, those watching the endurance race only felt a lightness in their bodies before it was over.

"Something seems to have just happened?!"

Such is the way of preaching to those among the more sensitive masses.

"Never mind what just happened."

"That scantily clad beauty and that handsome guy in the trench coat look like they're about to fight..."

"For some reason, I have a feeling that these two are experts."

"Hopefully they can give us a great fight."

However, compared to the more perceptive crowd, there were many more who simply enjoyed the spectacle. They watched the seemingly confrontational Uru and Ian, and, without a care in the world, chatted and laughed.

"Forehead……"

Of course, compared to these, the masses clearly haven't yet realized the gravity of the situation...

Makarov, the current guild master of Fairy Tail and one of the Ten Wizard Saints, doesn't have it so easy.

A fine layer of cold sweat appeared on Makarov's forehead. His expression was incredibly tense as he looked at Uru and Ian not far away. He muttered to himself, "Damn it, this immense pressure! And this magical power subtly above mine! It's like a duel between two true Ten Wizard Saints. If it were my younger self, that would be manageable! But now, do I really have the strength to stop Uru and Ian when they're fighting with their full power?!"

Makarov was extremely worried...

Speaking of which, when Makarov was young, he also went very far in his own magical path, reaching the top of the Ten Saints at the time, becoming a monster second only to the 'Heavenly Kings'.

However, after Precht transferred the burden of the guild to Makarov.

Makarov then shifted all his energy from exploring the unknown magic path to caring for the guild's children.

This also means that Makarov, while still possessing formidable magical power—a genuine member of the Ten Wizard Saints—is still at the level of a true Archmage of the Ten Wizard Saints…

However, as I've gotten older, my body is not as strong as it used to be.

after all……

Makarov failed to truly enter the realm of the 'inhuman' and become a real monster.