Fairy Tail: Capturing the Demon Mirajane at the Start

Even because of the fall of the Balkan 'King', after the Balkan tribes lost this restraining force, several 'Special A-grade' individuals who were qualified to compete for the Balkan 'King' began their own evolution, moving towards becoming the new Balkan 'King'.

Originally, once these Balkan 'kings' noticed that these 'Special A-grade' Balkans had begun to evolve, they would have dealt with them.

Unfortunately, the Balkan 'king' was easily defeated by Ig, so no creature could stop them from advancing.

"Boom!"

The 'Special Grade A' Balkans is incredibly fast, so fast that 90% of mages can only barely catch a glimpse of its dark afterimage amidst the raging wind and snow, while the remaining 10% can't even make out the afterimage.

By the time their eyes caught Balgan's trail again, he had already rushed in front of them and punched these mages in the stomach.

"puff……"

As the mages spat out crimson blood, they immediately flew into the depths of the snow-capped mountains like kites with broken strings.

"what……"

When these mages, who had come for money, felt the oppressive aura emanating from the terrifying upright ape known as Balkan, they muttered to themselves, "This must be a joke!"

"Lord Igor killed 1,200 monsters of this caliber all by himself in just six months?"

Yes, these mages began to consciously add the suffix "Major" to Igor's name.

“Ee, ee, ee…”

"Igor? Igor? Igor!!"

The magical beasts Balgan, who had originally sacrificed themselves for human women, seemed to react violently upon hearing the name 'Igor,' abandoning the mages and adventurers and fleeing like the wind into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Yes, with the intelligence of the monster Balgan, they had already memorized Ig's name and appearance. Now, just hearing Ig's name would trigger a stress response in them, and they would flee in panic without a second thought.

Two weeks later.

Because of the heavy casualties among adventurers and mages in the Harbert Mountains, the Magical Council ERA eventually dispatched a rescue team to pull a large number of wounded from the mountains.

Even so, fewer than a thousand people ultimately survived.

This massive campaign to conquer the Balkans ultimately ended with 10,000 people entering the fray and 1,000 being rescued.

At this point, all the mages of the Fiore Kingdom finally understood that it wasn't that Balgan of the Halber Mountains was too weak, but rather that Igor, the Balgan assassin, was far too 'superhuman' in strength.

The Mage Guild 'Four-Headed Hound'.

"Brother Pakas, it's a good thing you didn't go hunting in the Balkans in the Halberd Mountains!"

"Those mages who went to hunt in the Balkans reportedly suffered heavy casualties! Some small mage guilds were directly expelled from the 'ERA Magic Council' as a result."

A group of mages dressed in punk-style clothes, like cowboys from the West, looked at the morning edition of the Fiore Kingdom Morning Post and said this to a mage sitting deep inside their guild, drinking heavily from a bucket of sherry.

"Hahaha..."

"Those idiots! Do they really think the Balkans are so easy to hunt?!"

As the man spoke, he put down the meter-thick sherry bucket, wiped the wine stains from his mouth, and said loudly, "Even I, if I wanted to hunt a hybrid Balkan beast in the icy environment, would have to throw at least two punches."

At this point, the man paused slightly before continuing, "That guy known as the Warcraft Balgan Killer either has a special method for dealing with Warcraft Balgan that we don't know about, or his strength is probably far above ours."

"Are you kidding me?"

"You're saying that the Balkan assassin's skills far surpass yours, Mr. Packas?"

"Then they've probably reached the level of the 'Ten Wizard Saints'?"

The mages of the 'Four-Headed Hound' stared in shock at the man chugging down a barrel of wine; they hadn't expected him to speak so highly of Igor.

The reason is that the man in front of them is the only active S-class mage in their mage guild, the 'Four-Headed Hounds,' and also the guild's ace among aces, 'Drunken Eagle' Pakas.

"Haha, you guys need to understand the saying that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."

Packas laughed loudly, a fierce glint in his eyes, and shouted, "Wild!"

"Wild!!"

After Pakas finished speaking, the others chimed in.

The Sorcerer Guild 'Snake Princess Scales'.

"It seems that besides Zekerein and Lord Makarov's grandson, I have another competitor for the title of 'Ten Saints'."

A bald man who looked like an ascetic said this after reading today's morning paper.

Although the man has an ordinary appearance, he is hailed by the world as the most likely candidate to be named one of the 'Ten Wizard Saints', and his name is Haura Regis.

Meanwhile, Igor, who was in the Fairy Tail guild, was unaware that his name was gradually becoming known among the major mage guilds in the Fiore Kingdom. After lying down for two months, he finally prepared to take action.

"Hmm, it's time to go to the Halber Mountains, kill a few magical beasts in the Balkans, and exchange them for some money."

Ig thought so truthfully.

Chapter 61 Is Igor a hero of the Halber Mountains?!

The year is July of X781.

In the Fiore Kingdom this month, it is the height of summer, but the temperature in the Halber Mountains is only five or six degrees higher than usual, still below minus twenty degrees.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here? Why are there so many people here?"

When Igor arrived at the foot of the Halberd Mountains in his carriage again, he was stunned by the sight before him.

What came into his view was no longer the desolate wilderness of a few months ago, but a bustling town stretching for several kilometers.

The town isn't exactly bustling with traffic, but it's still incredibly lively.

Adventurers and mercenaries clad in leather armor, along with mages wielding staffs, constantly moved through the town.

Hehehe~

"You wouldn't know that, would you?"

Seeing Ig's shocked expression, the driver couldn't help but chuckle and said smugly, "Ever since Lord Ig, a member of the Fairy Tail guild, successfully defeated the twelve hundred magical beast Balgan in the Halber Mountains, this mountain range has become incredibly popular."

"Countless adventurers, mercenaries, down-on-his-luck knights, and mages flocked to the mountains upon hearing the news, forming pairs to venture into the valleys. Everyone wanted to be the second Igor, the second owner of the 60 million J reward!"

"Unfortunately, those adventurers clearly underestimated the dangers of the Harbe Mountains and the strength of the magical beast Balgan! To date, there have been at least 70,000 to 80,000 seekers of wealth who have gone to the Harbe Mountains, but no one can recreate Lord Ig's myth."

As the coachman finished speaking, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he continued, "However, although no one can recreate the myth of Lord Igor slaying thousands of Balkan monsters in a few months, the influx of adventurers, mercenaries, and mages into the Halber Mountains has also spurred the development of many other industries."

"For example, some people with an extremely keen business sense seized the opportunity at a crucial moment and built the first hotel outside the Halberd Mountains!"

"After that, someone built the first hotel next to the inn, followed by a hospital, guidehouse, equipment shop, potion shop, and other industries closely related to adventurers. These industries sprang up like mushrooms after rain at the foot of Mount Halberd, eventually giving rise to this adventurer's town at the foot of Mount Halberd."

At this point, the coachman revealed a look of shared honor and disgrace, praising, "Hehe, aren't you also shocked by Lord Igor's great achievements?! He's the man who single-handedly built a small town, ensuring that all the villages near the impoverished Halbe Mountains could have a full meal."

"Uh."

"Please, please don't say that."

Igor's eye twitched slightly. He was a little embarrassed by the driver's continuous praise, and his face showed a rare hint of shame. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "Besides, Igor isn't that great, is he?!"

Well, when Ig first set his sights on the Halber Mountains, he only wanted to kill a few Balkan monsters and exchange them for some money from the Magic Council ERA.

It was all just a series of unfortunate coincidences.

"Hey, you brat."

“If I hear you speak ill of Lord Ig again, I assure you that from now on, no coachman at the foot of Mount Harbe will take you there anymore, and you will have to walk to Mount Harbe from now on.”

The driver frowned and said with dissatisfaction.

Well, because the Halberd Mountains are dozens of miles from the train station, it would be another major obstacle for the adventurers without the help of these drivers.

Therefore, no one who came to the Halby Mountains to pan for gold dared to offend these cart drivers.

"Sorry, sorry."

Upon hearing this, Igor's eyes twitched slightly. He first wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stuffed the fare for the several dozen miles, a total of 15,000 J, into the driver's hand, then leaped and landed directly in front of the carriage, laughing, "You can take me this far, I'll walk the rest of the way myself! I want to take a good look at this town."

"Hmph! You impolite brat."

The driver watched Igor walk away, a hint of displeasure in his expression.

However, there are also people like the 'black-haired boy' who think that Lord Ig's achievements are nothing special, just a bunch of idiots.

He was certain he could become famous in the Halberd Mountains, perhaps even surpassing Igor and becoming a billionaire! The coachman had seen quite a few of these ambitious adventurers in recent days, at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.

However, only after these adventurers actually set foot in the Halber Mountains, known as the 'Ice Hell', will they realize just how powerful Lord Igor truly is.

Some people were defeated before they even saw the Balkans in Warcraft.

"I wish you well, and that you will eventually realize the cruelty of the world."

After watching Igor leave, the coachman slowly drove the carriage away, preparing to pick up the second adventurer who had come here.

Hehe~

Igor didn't care about the driver's 'prejudice'. He wandered around the adventurer's town, which existed because of him, like a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden.

Do you need a guide?

Just as Igor was filled with curiosity and looking around the town, a soft voice suddenly drifted into his ears.

"Huh?"

Igor turned his head and saw a girl with short flaxen hair smiling at him.

"you are?"

Igor asked the girl.

“I am the guide at Halberd Mountain, you can call me Susan.”

Susan smiled at Igor, and after confirming Igor's model, she earnestly introduced herself: "I guarantee I'm the cheapest, most responsible, most worry-free, and most professional guide at the foot of Mount Halberd! Only 1000 J per hour, truly 'fair and square'!"

Susan used four superlatives to introduce herself.

Okay~

Igor smiled, took out "one thousand J", and decided to see how the tour guide girl in front of him would introduce the town to him.

"I guarantee you'll feel you've gotten more than your money's worth."

As Susan spoke, she pulled Igor along and they began to wander around the town, explaining as they went: "See that pharmacy over there? The owner is a total rip-off, always trying to fleece first-time visitors. But if you say you were referred by Maria, you can get a 20% discount! That's a prop shop over there; they sell some magical items to ward off the cold, and they're much more effective than the ones outside!"

"so it is."

Igor nodded repeatedly; he could tell that the girl in front of him was indeed exceptionally familiar with the town.

The thousand dollars was well spent.

"Do you see this stone tablet?"

Finally, Susan led Igor to the stone monument in the center of the town.

"What is this?"

Igor stared at the stone tablet and fell silent.

Chapter 62 Igor: What do you mean you're also called Igor?

"What is this stone tablet?"

Igor stared at the magic stone tablet standing in the center of the town, a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Hehe, this is a monumental achievement."

With a smile on her face, Susan began to patiently explain to Igor: "It was the gentlemen of the ERA Magic Council who erected this magic stone in the center of the town a month ago."

"Its purpose is to record the achievements of all the adventurers in the town!"

"You only need to place your hand lightly on the stone tablet, and the stone tablet will automatically record your name and use detection magic to determine exactly how many magical beasts, Balkans, you have killed, and automatically rank them according to the number."

"Look closely, this monument is currently covered with names, and the one who is currently ranked first with an overwhelming score of 1200 is none other than the legendary founder of the adventurer town in the Harbe Mountains, a member of the Mage Guild 'Fairy Tail,' and the respected Lord Ig."

Susan recounted the monumental effects of this achievement to Iger.

"Uh?"

"Is it really that high-end?"

"Speaking of which, won't someone find a loophole in this monument?"

"For example, using a Balkan corpse to repeatedly farm achievements or something?"

Igor admired the various novel gadgets that the Magic Council ERA possessed, and turned to Susan beside him to ask about his doubts.