Fairy Tail: Starting with Fairy Queen Erza

Ian looked like a teacher preparing to call on a student to answer a question in class, his expression kind and gentle.

"Don't call me, please don't call me..."

As for the Fairy Tail guild members, they looked like students who hadn't prepared for the lesson and were completely clueless about the teacher's questions, their expressions filled with fear and unease.

"Next, it's you."

Ian stretched out his finger and swept it across the faces of the guild members present, before casually landing it on one of them.

"Yay! That's great..."

In an instant, all the members of the guild erupted in cheers.

Those who weren't chosen by Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, no one can escape."

Ian simply smiled at this.

Whether you die early or late, it's still death...

He, Ian, is a very fair person.

"Zi la la..."

Ian gracefully activated the magic generator.

"what!!"

The piercing screams reached everyone's ears, sounding like beautiful classical music.

That's just how Ian sees it.

According to the guild members, Ian is a complete sadist!

"Next!"

After that guild member reached the critical point of 'death'...

Ian removed it from the machine, tossed it aside, and selected a new member, throwing him into the machine.

"Zizzizi!"

A sudden crackling sound accompanied it.

"what!!"

Another piercing scream...

This happened over and over again.

Of those present, the only one who hadn't yet undergone magic development was Kana, the winner of the 24-hour endurance race...

There are also Laxus, the Mirajane sisters, Natsu, Gray, Lyon, Ultear, and Erza, Ian's beloved daughter.

Yes, the rest are all minors.

"I'll go first!"

"After all, I'm the oldest."

After scanning the remaining people who had not yet developed their magic, Laxus realized that he was the oldest among them, so he naturally stepped forward without hesitation, displaying the demeanor of an elder brother.

What is the power rating?

Ian looked at Lacussas and asked.

"maximum."

Lacussas answered without hesitation.

"for how long?"

Ian continued to ask.

"for how long?"

"Between me and the machine, one of us will fall and become unusable."

A smile played on Laxus's lips as he looked at the massive magic generator before him, his eyes gleaming with boundless fighting spirit.

This is no longer a simple matter of developing magic; it's a battle where honor is at stake...

He Lacusa must do better than all the underage kids behind him.

"Then come on!"

Ian smiled; he believed Laxus had the ability.

Before Ian could make a move, Laxus jumped into the huge magic generator and took off his shirt, letting the wires tie him up.

"coming."

As Ian spoke, he pressed the start button on the developer tool.

"Buzz!"

"Zizzizi..."

Instantly, countless magical energies surged into Laxus's body like a tidal wave.

"Humph."

Laxus was caught off guard by the magic generator pouring so much magic into his body. He let out a cold groan in pain, but for the powerful Laxus, that was the end of it.

"Not enough! Still not enough..."

Lacuss looked at Ian on the platform and spoke provocatively.

"In that case, I'll give you a super-powered boost."

As Ian spoke, he turned the machine up to overload.

"boom!!"

In an instant, the massive magic generator seemed to emit billowing black smoke, and terrifying magic power continuously poured into Laxus's body.

"Ha ha!"

"That's what it feels like."

"But it's still far from enough."

Laxus smiled, feeling the barriers within his body that were hindering his progress being systematically broken down with the help of the magic power generator…

This feeling of constantly moving forward made him feel incredibly good.

"No."

"This magic generator is too old."

"Ultimately, this thing was created simply to help Ultear, who was only eight or nine years old and still a child, develop her magical abilities..."

"It's no longer effective against people like Laxus and Erza, whose strength has reached S-rank."

"I need to think of a way to improve it."

After thinking for a while, Ian thought to himself.

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Chapter 51 Kana: Ian, thank you so much!

"It's almost time, you can come out now."

Ian looked at Laxus, who was inside the magic generator, looking relaxed and at ease. He frowned slightly and used gravity magic to throw the other man out of the magic generator.

"Is this the end?"

"Seriously, could you give me two more minutes?!"

"If I get a little more shock, maybe I can break through the bottleneck and go further."

"While I was inside this machine, I could clearly feel that the bottleneck that had been troubling me for months seemed to be slowly loosening with the help of the magic development device."

Laxus, who had been thrown out of the magic generator by Ian, now looked unsatisfied, seemingly completely ecstatic from the magic generator's power...

He gripped Ian's arm tightly and spoke with a solemn expression.

"No."

"This machine cannot help you break through the bottleneck."

Ian looked at Laxus and gently shook his head.

Laxus is too powerful...

He was, after all, three to four years older than Erza, Mirajane, and Ultear.

At seventeen years old, Laxus has already come a long way on the path to becoming an S-class mage, constantly moving closer to the realm of the 'Ten Saints'.

Without Ian's help...

According to Ian's calculations and hints in the original work.

Laxus will most likely officially enter the 'Ten' realm in three or four years, when he is around twenty years old!

And at the age of twenty-two or twenty-three, he ventured into deeper realms, reaching levels close to the limits of human potential.

And before he turned twenty-four, he officially stepped into the gates of the 'non-human' realm.

After that, he continued to have an incredible run of success.

cough cough...

With Ian's help...

Ian was confident that with his help, Laxus's strength could reach the level of the 'Ten Wizard Saints' much faster.

"Can't it help me break through this bottleneck?"

Lacussas said, a look of dissatisfaction on his face. He realized he had overestimated the value of the machine.

"Anyway, next one."