Fairy Tail: I Am the God

Looking at the sealed barrier, Hermione took Lagrès's large hand and spoke with concern.

Gray nodded silently. His eyesight was still good enough to tell that this was Nicolas Flamel, that old fox, playing tricks on him.

"Distinguished guests, is the tea here quite good?"

Nicolas Flamel, who was as steady as a mountain, suddenly uttered this sentence.

Grey stood there silently, while Hermione hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "Not bad..."

"That's good. By the way, how do the pastries taste? Are they too sweet?"

"It's sweet, so sweet!"

The conversation between the old man and the child made Gray frown slightly.

Although Gray hadn't touched the food and tea that Nicolas Flamel had brought out, he had secretly checked them with his detection magic and found nothing poisonous or anything like that.

Clearly, the food and tea had not been tampered with, so Nicolas Flamel's statement is worth pondering.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, Nicolas Flamel smiled:

"Hehe, you ate my snacks and drank my tea, and you think you can just walk away like that? There's no such thing as a free lunch! Don't you agree?"

His tone was questioning, but there was no anger in Nicolas Flamel's eyes; instead, his gaze became even more kind.

Hermione pouted, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Nicolas Flamel, her gaze darting around, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

After a moment, Gray lowered his head and thought for a moment, then casually closed the door and sat back down in his chair.

"Not leaving?"

Nicolas Flamel put down his teacup, glanced at Gray sitting opposite him, and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"The old gentleman's hospitality is too much to refuse, and as a guest, I can only comply with his wishes!"

Gray agreed, and then, like Nicolas Flamel, sat down in a chair and began to close his eyes and rest.

From the moment Gray entered the room, the initiative in the negotiations was in Nicolas Flamel's hands.

After all, Grey and Hermione were asking for a favor, and when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

But now things are different. Nicolas Flamel lost his composure first, and the initiative has returned to Gray's hands.

Even if Gray himself didn't think he had any leverage to impress the other party, the positions of the two had already been reversed, and Nicolas Flamel's scheme was clearly bigger.

"I'll help you deal with that masked man, my condition is that you take me away from here..."

"Leave, go to Hogwarts?"

Gray asked a question in return, but Nicolas Flamel just smiled and said nothing.

Without saying a word, a simple smile is enough to say everything.

Gray took a deep breath, remained silent for a moment, and then tentatively began to speak:

"Leave this world?"

"right..."

Nicolas Flamel nodded, and said in a very low voice, as if afraid of being overheard:

"I've had enough of this world! If you want my help, you have to take me away from here!"

"Sorry, I can't do it!"

Gray shook his head firmly. Bringing a character from another world was something neither Gray nor the reincarnators in the Main God Space had ever tried.

It's important to know that Nicolas Flamel is a very special being in this world, having reached the level of a demigod.

He couldn't imagine taking Nicolas Flamel away from Harry Potter and heading to the Main Space.

How would the Supreme God react? Gray had always held the mysterious and unpredictable Supreme God in awe.

Gray looked directly into Nicolas Flamel's eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I don't have that ability. You've chosen the wrong person!"

No, I think you do!

Nicolas Flamel disagreed with Grey's statement, pointing to Hermione beside him, then to Grey opposite him, and said in a deep voice:

"Do you know why, thirty-six times before my reincarnation, I risked being wiped out just to see this little girl?"

Gray remained silent, simply gazing at the other man.

Nicolas Flamel, his face contorted in a grimace, spoke in an almost roaring tone:

"That's because her appearance made me feel the fluctuations of fate! It's just a pity that at the time, I was overjoyed and didn't hesitate to leave my hiding place and rush over like a moth to a flame."

But I discovered I was missing something, something that would make me leave. But this time was different; I found a new opportunity, that person…”

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't believe that person was me!"

Gray spoke up at the opportune moment, interrupting Nicolas Flamel's speech.

Upon hearing this, Nicolas Flamel looked at Gray with the eyes of someone looking at a fool, and said angrily:

"Are you an idiot? I didn't say that person was you!"

"Uh..."

Gray stroked his chin, admitting he was being a bit presumptuous, but he was more curious about who that person was.

"Sir, who is that person?"

"The masked man, that masked man has a treasure that can free me from the constraints of this world. I can tell you that this world has already been locked down by that great being."

As an indispensable part of this world, there is only one way for me to leave this place, and that is... the Follower Contract!

Follower contracts are something Gray is no stranger to.

Dumbledore once said that Edward had invited him to follow him, but Dumbledore himself refused.

In fact, when Grey met Edward, Edward had suggested that Grey sign this contract.

Thus, it is clear that this follower contract can take the person who signed the contract away from this world, and Nicolas Flamel has also come to know about it.

"So that's it!"

Gray nodded thoughtfully, then spoke again:

"Old sir, since you are so eager to leave, why don't you show yourself and go with that masked man?"

"Where are you going? To become a slave?"

Nicolas Flamel curled his lip and said calmly:

“That masked man is a demigod-level being, just like me. Once you sign a contract with him, there’s no way to break it. But you’re different. You just need to take me away from this world, and then our contract will be null and void.”

"If you dare to back out, believe me, you don't have demigod-level strength. I can kill you without a second move!"

"Hehe, you've really got a clever plan."

Gray himself was amused. This old guy was clearly a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. He was afraid to sign a contract with Edward, who was also a demigod. Once the contract was formed, there would be no way to counter it.

Gray's strength is relatively weak, and he is two major levels below Nicolas Flamel.

If Gray wanted to back out, Nicolas Flamel could risk his life to take him down with him, which would give him the confidence to sign the contract.

Gray sighed, but this was merely Nicolas Flamel's idea; he had no intention of agreeing.

"Old sir, your idea is good, but unfortunately I will not agree. Besides, the follower contract is in the hands of Edward, the masked man, not with us."

Secondly, I'll say it again: even if we sign a contract, I can't take you away!

"Take me away!"

Nicolas Flamel waved his hand and replied affirmatively:

"I will obtain the follower contract, and then I will sign a contract with you, and you will naturally no longer be restricted! Then you can rest assured and leave everything to me."

Hearing the other person's matter-of-fact words, Gray felt a faint sadness and thought to himself, "Is this old mage going to take me with him?"

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With teammates going on a rampage and crushing all who dared to challenge him, this was the first time Gray had ever experienced such good fortune.

However, Gray really couldn't take this old guy with him.

"Sir, may I ask if it's possible to refuse to join a team?"

Gray tentatively spoke, asking Nicolas Flamel.

"Let's team up!"

Nicolas Flamel gave a firm answer, then asked with a hint of doubt:

"What do you mean? You want to reject my offer?"

"Hehe, sir, I don't mean to reject your suggestion, but you have better options around you. Look at this young lady beside me, don't you think she's more suitable for you?"

Gray was very irresponsible, pushing Hermione forward and making exaggerated analogies to Nicolas Flamel.

"Big brother..."

Hermione whispered,