Fairy Tail: Capturing the Demon Mirajane at the Start

According to Warlord, wherever their 'Heavenly King' level mages reside, all the magical beasts within a hundred miles have moved out in advance.

This is the resource-rich Monster Forest. After these Beast Kings left this place, they had nowhere else to go. Otherwise, they probably would have run away long ago!

After walking another ten miles or so.

Ulfheim slowly stopped walking.

"Master Ulfheim?!"

Mirajane looked at Ulfheim, who had stopped, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Shh~"

Ulfheim turned around, gently blew his index finger at Mirajane and Igor, and made a shushing gesture. Then he gently parted the bushes that were as tall as a person in front of him, revealing the Beast King lying on the ground behind the bushes, fast asleep.

This Beast King looks completely different from the Beast King that was forcibly received in Elfman's original timeline. Its body is not red, but purplish-brown. Its face is covered with fangs, and its size is much larger. According to Igor's estimation, it is as tall as twenty meters, taller than some six-story buildings.

"This is the Beast King?"

When Ig, Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisanna saw the Beast King fast asleep, their expressions changed drastically.

They could feel the vast, ocean-like magical power within the other's body and the overwhelming pressure emanating from him. Without a doubt, the Beast King's strength was far superior to all of theirs.

"This Beast King is probably at the 'Saint Ten' level, right?"

After comparing the difference in magical power between himself and the Beast King, Igor made an objective assessment.

"Oh."

"This beast king is indeed quite powerful. With your current strength, Elfman, I'm afraid you simply cannot fully subdue it!"

"But the territories of the other Beast Kings are closer to the outer edge of the Beast Forest, which is far from here, and I'm too lazy to walk there..."

Ulfheim, hands behind his back, looked the Beast King up and down, then frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "How about this? Let me hold onto the Beast King's soul for you for now. Once you, Elfman, are able to fully receive the Beast King's soul, I will give it to you."

"Huh?"

Igor, Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisana were taken aback after hearing what Ulfheim said.

So the real cause of death for this 'Holy Ten' level Beast King was that its territory was too close to the core area of ​​the Monster Forest, right?

"Roar!!"

Just then, the Beast King seemed to notice the arrival of Ulfheim and the others. He leaped up from the ground and charged towards Ulfheim.

"die."

Unfazed, Ulfheim subtly absorbed the attack, transforming his arm into a powerful beast hand that slapped the beast king, whose strength had reached the level of the 'Tenth Saint,' to death on the spot.

Ulfheim's nonchalant manner made it seem as if he were not swatting a 'Tenth-level' Beast King, but rather swatting an annoying fly.

Yes, this is the difference between the top four members of the "Ten Wizard Saints," the "Ishgard," and the last member of the "Ten Wizard Saints."

Chapter 29: The First House Mirajane and Igor Built

night.

Ulfheim, along with Igor, Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisanna, gathered around the campfire, enjoying a barbecue of the 'Tenth Holy Beast King'.

This 'Holy Ten' level Beast King, whose size is comparable to a small building, is enough to feed Ulfheim and the others for a month.

"Master Ulfheim~"

"I also want a 'Tenth Saint' level demon soul~"

Mirajane sat down next to Ulfheim, shaking his arm repeatedly in a tactical 'coquettish' manner.

"Once you've developed the power of the 'Demon Soul' within you to its fullest extent, I'll help you hunt down 'Saint Ten' level demons."

Ulfheim glanced at Mirajane and then silently shook his head. He could tell at a glance that Mirajane had not yet developed the 'Demon Soul' within her to its limit.

In this world, demons, as products born from darkness and the demonic path, are inherently closer to the abyss of the demonic path than humans...

Any demon could pose a significant threat to the continent of Ishgar. Even within legitimate mage guilds, any mission involving demons would be classified as 'S-rank' or higher.

"Tch, you wicked old man, so biased."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Ulfheim to hunt demons for her, Mirajane stopped 'whining' and simply left Ulfheim aside, running to Igor, who was grilling, and began to eat heartily.

Mirajane wolfed down the Beast King's flesh while angrily criticizing Ulfheim for being biased.

"you……"

The old man from Ulfheim was so angry with Mirajane that he was jumping up and down. He glared at Mirajane, opened his mouth, and then fell silent. It has to be said that Mirajane's temper was exactly the same as his.

"Master Ulfheim, eat meat."

At this moment, Igor brought over the roasted Beast King meat and placed it in front of Ulfheim, saying with a smile.

"Ah."

Ulfheim nodded, then ate his kebab in a sullen mood.

"Um?!"

To be honest, Ulfheim didn't have high expectations for Ig's kebab. It's just kebab, right? It's not like Ulfheim hasn't eaten it before.

However, when Ulfheim put the crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside roast meat, coated with Ig's secret seasoning, into his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Delicious!!"

"hehe."

Upon seeing this, Igor smiled slightly.

Putting everything else aside, he is quite confident in his cooking skills.

After all, I learned frame by frame from top chefs on Douyin who have opened up their recipes and cooking methods.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

After experiencing the deliciousness of Igor's roast meat, Ulfheim immediately acted like a child, gathering around Igor's grill with Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisana, raising their knives and forks to precisely pick up the roasted meat.

"Old man, that's my flesh!"

Mirajane roared angrily at this.

"Call me Master!"

Ulfheim first corrected Mirajane's way of addressing him, then explained with a smile, "Also, this is part of the training..."

"It's clearly just a craving."

Mirajane and the others immediately complained.

"hehe."

In response, Igor stood aside and smiled without saying a word.

After the beast king was killed, Igor, Mirajane, and the others carried its carcass back to their home in Ulfheim.

"So, where will we sleep?"

Mirajane looked at the small house in front of her, her brows furrowed.

"Hey, aren't there trees over there? Go and build your own little house."

Ulfheim pointed to the trees beside him and answered Mirajane's question in a serious tone.

"Aha?"

Mirajane was stunned. She said incredulously, "Are you kidding me?"

Do I look like I'm joking?

Ulfheim replied calmly.

"no?"

"Shouldn't you be like the great senior Warlord, creating towering towers with a wave of your hand?"

Mirajane carefully observed Ulfheim's expression. When she realized that Ulfheim didn't seem to be lying, a look of shock flashed across her face, and she loudly complained.

"What are you talking about, girl?"

"I am not Warlord, and I do not know any 'wood' or 'earth' magic. How could I possibly build a tower with a wave of my hand?"

At this point, Ulfheim pointed to the dark building and said, "Even this seemingly ordinary little wooden house took me almost a month to build."

"This is nothing to be proud of, is it?"

Mirajane helplessly complained about her master.

Well, I went through so much trouble to become a disciple, so even if my master cheated me a little, I can only put up with it for now.

“It’s alright, Mirajane.”

"I also know a little bit about building wooden houses."

Igor sighed, switched to his 'Crusher Demon' form, and brandished his two machetes, hacking at the trees not far away.

"Shhh!!"

Accompanied by the gleaming silver light of blades whistling through the sky, in mere moments, Igor had prepared enough weaponry to subdue the enemy.

“Elfman, you and Lisanna are in charge of the foundation. Mirajane, you receive the ‘Soul of Satan’ and go to the mountains over there to gather some stone for me…”

Next, Igor began directing the Strauss sisters to work hard.

"Oh!!"

Under Igor's command, Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisanna each received the demon and beast souls they possessed and began their respective tasks.

Elfman, who received the soul of the giant bear, and Lisana, who received the soul of the cat, used the brute force of the giant bear to smash the wooden stakes prepared by Ig into the ground, laying the foundation for the wooden house. Lisana, relying on the agility of the cat, constantly moved around on the wooden stakes, connecting them together.

As for Mirajane, she descended from the sky carrying a huge rock, which landed in front of Igor.

"Shh!"

Igor immediately charged forward, brandishing the blade in his hand, and shattered the huge rock into flat and uniform pieces.

"Well done, Igor!"

Mirajane couldn't help but praise him upon seeing this.

"Next comes construction."

As he spoke, Igor stretched his body and said with eager anticipation.

Although he had never built a house before, he had built Lego bricks before. As long as he cut stones and wood into the shape of Lego bricks and put them together, a house would take shape.

Although this kind of laborious and thankless task was a complete waste of time before Igor transmigrated, it became much easier after he transmigrated to this world where magic had been mastered.

And so it is.

As dawn broke, a three-story building was constructed through the combined efforts of Igor, Mirajane, and others.

"This house is so beautiful."

Mirajane looked at the small building in front of her and muttered to herself.

Chapter 30 Igor: You want me to fight a 'Holy Ten' level Beast King? Really?

This was the first house built by Mirajane and Igor.

"From today onwards, I will be living with you."

Looking at the brand-new little building in front of him, and then at the dilapidated wooden house behind him, Ulfheim, being the type to prefer the new and dislike the old, said with a chuckle.

Sure enough, he made the right choice in taking these disciples.

"You old geezer, get out of here!"

Mirajane roared angrily at Ulfheim in response.

"Cough cough."

Of course, Ulfheim himself was well aware that what he had done was somewhat unethical, so after tactically coughing twice, he said, "Alright, enough talk! Let's begin today's training. I will start by explaining to you the nature of 'receiving' magic..."

"Don't change the subject so easily, you old geezer!!"

Mirajane gave Wolfheim no chance to change the subject; she grabbed him by the collar and roared.

"Cough cough."

Ulfheim's eye twitched slightly, and he looked at Mirajane with a somewhat bewildered expression.