Fairy Tail: You said you were just acting, are you serious?

"Yes, it suits you perfectly."

Ron nodded in agreement, then silently shifted his body and took a few steps back.

Alright, since Gerald said the last thing, their bond will no longer be affected.

No, it won't affect me. Erza's gaze at me right now is just an illusion; it won't scare me.

"That..."

Just as Ron was still hesitant to face the truth, Grandpa Rob slowly walked up to him.

Rob's aged eyes were unusually bright at this moment. Looking at the pattern on the back of Ron's hand, he couldn't help but exclaim excitedly:

"Child, this pattern on the back of your hand... I'm not seeing things, am I?"

Ron unconsciously revealed a respectful look in his eyes towards Grandpa Rob, who in the original story spared no effort to protect the children.

Since Grandpa Rob had noticed the guild mark on the back of his hand, he didn't hide it any longer and spoke in a low voice:

"Yes, Grandpa Rob, you read that right."

I've also seen the photo of Chairman Makarov with you.

Unfortunately, Rob in the photo still had a strong physique and muscles, which is quite different from the Rob of today.

The man standing before her was already skin and bones, his muscles atrophied and shriveled over a long period of time.

Upon hearing Ron's words, Rob displayed a complex expression.

"I thought I would never meet anyone from the guild again in my life, but I never expected to meet them here."

You shouldn't have come here, this is hell...

Rob then couldn't help but show a worried look in his eyes, and said in a flustered voice:

"Could it be that the Dark Arts Order has already extended its reach to the guild, and what about the others...?"

"Don't worry, Grandpa Rob."

Ron quietly interrupted Rob's worried thoughts and then moved closer.

"I infiltrated here intentionally, and not only me, but also the soldiers in the Magic Council. This was part of the Council's plan."

Everyone else in the guild is fine, and Guild Master Makarov is in good spirits, so don't worry.

Upon hearing this, Rob's eyes widened instantly, revealing a shocked expression.

"The Magic Council, but relying solely on you is still too much of a stretch."

This Tower of Paradise isn't as easy to deal with as you think. If you...

The thought of failure made Rob's remaining words catch in his throat, and he dared not continue.

"Of course, it wasn't just us; we also had a companion who split up with us and was tracking the ship from the outside."

She's a mage whose strength rivals that of the Ten Wizard Saints, and she's also from our guild, so you don't need to worry too much.

Ron knew that Rob was worried because he was still a minor, so he pulled out the others involved to prevent him from continuing to worry.

"Since the Magic Council has sent so many people to carry out the plan, I can't really say anything..."

When Rob heard that another powerful mage had arrived, he couldn't say anything and could only wait quietly.

"I have another question..."

"What is it, Grandpa Rob?"

"How will you keep in touch with each other if you're working separately?"

Clang!

Just as Ron was about to answer, the iron door to the cell suddenly opened and slammed heavily against the iron bars.

"Break time is over, get back to work!"

Several cult guards, armed with whips and weapons, rushed in and yelled at the slaves still lying on the ground, urging them to get up.

The children in the cell were instantly filled with fear, and they lined up tremblingly in a row.

Ron and Gerald were no exception, following at the very back of the group.

"go!"

Pushed and driven away by the guards, Ron followed the slaves out of the iron gate.

They eventually joined the densely packed conscription lines in the corridor and moved forward with the flow of people.

While the guards weren't paying attention, Ron summoned the Multiverse Item Vault with a thought.

His gaze searched the multiverse inventory in mid-air, finally settling on a piece of white paper.

【Life Paper (B): From ONE PIECE, it can extract a special sheet of paper that is not easily damaged. The shreds torn from it will be permanently attracted to the main sheet, and its location can be determined by the direction in which the shreds move.】

This was something he had previously been fortunate enough to learn, but he never expected it would come in handy at such a crucial moment.

Ron then extracted it, and from his clenched fist, the torn life paper appeared out of thin air.

Just in case, he put the Life Paper into the Multiverse Item Vault to ensure it wouldn't be lost along the way.

The Life Paper, originally stored in the Multiverse Item Vault, could not send information or directions to the shredded paper because it was not in the same space as the shredded paper.

When this Life Paper appears on the continent of Ishgar, it signifies that this magical artifact has been officially activated.

Ron carefully put the Life Paper away, then looked out at the sea beyond the coast through the narrow iron window in the corridor.

Now, Uruna should be able to locate my coordinates.

Chapter 148 Official Departure

Meanwhile, in a secluded port in the sea area where Paradise Tower is located.

This is the place where the Tower of Paradise once stood. Now, those people by the dock have been tied up and are kneeling in front of Ur and the Council troops.

Uru was extremely irritated at this moment, staring at these people with a displeased expression.

The captain of the council's troops looked extremely grim, and said through gritted teeth:

"Damn it, none of these cult members know the exact location of the Tower of Paradise."

They followed the clues Ron and his men left on the prison van, then arrived at this private port, and with little effort, arrested all the members of the magic cult in the port.

Unexpectedly, even the people at the port didn't know, and those who did know all went up to the port.

Lahar, standing to the side, pushed up his glasses and frowned, saying:

"I didn't expect them to be so meticulous. It seems we've still been tricked."

The captain turned to look at Uru beside him, pointed to the empty Xiuqi, and said:

"Why don't we just set sail? We can't just keep waiting here, can we?"

Lahar shook his head and persuaded:

"No, blindly searching without knowing our target will not only waste time, but also likely lead us astray."

Even with your extensive experience in sailing, acting rashly will only waste more time. Now we can only wait for Ron to contact us.

Hearing what Rahar said, the captain could only sigh in frustration. After all, what he said made sense; it was just something he had blurted out in his desperation.

The captain then walked up to the thugs of the magic order and stared at them.

The thugs of the magic order all glanced at him, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

In the end, unable to think of any other way, the captain grabbed the magic cult's henchman in front of him and continued to extract information from him.

Seeing this, Uru also walked to the shore of the port and looked at the distant horizon.

Although she rejected the captain's suggestion, she actually wanted to go to Paradise Tower more than anyone else.

She had a feeling that she would get the information she wanted on the Tower of Paradise.

Whether out of concern for her companions or obsession with the whereabouts of her daughter, she felt an urge to rush over without hesitation, but for the sake of the plan, she had to remain calm and patient.

She took out the shredded paper, held it gently in her palm, and looked down to find that there was still no movement.

This was a tracking method that Ron had left him before. When he heard Ron explain how to use it, he still couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Just then, Uru, whose eyes were fixed on the shredded paper, suddenly widened his eyes.

She saw the shredded paper suddenly move slightly towards the horizon. She initially thought it was just her imagination, but the slight rubbing sensation on her hand couldn't fool her.

"Hey, come over here and take a look."

Just when the captain and Lahar were at a loss and in a stalemate, they heard Ur's shout.

Lahar and the captain immediately stopped what they were doing and quickly walked to the shore.

"What's wrong, Commander? Have you found anything?"

The captain anxiously looked in the direction of Ur's realization.

Uru didn't speak, but slowly opened his palm, letting Rahar and the captain look at it carefully.

Under the watchful eyes of Lahar and the captain, the scrap of paper seemed to come alive, slowly creeping in Uru's palm, tilting and trembling slightly towards a certain direction on the horizon.

Lahar and the captain were both surprised because the piece of paper was not moving with the sea breeze, but was crawling along, ignoring the rules.

"This is..."

Rahar pushed up his glasses and asked hesitantly.

"It's a magical artifact left behind by Ron."

Uru stared at the direction indicated by the shredded paper, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Ron said that this piece of paper is similar to a compass, and it is moving in the direction that Ron is in."

Once he and the others infiltrated, the shredded paper would receive his signal, and it seems they have succeeded so far.

"If we just follow the direction it points, we'll definitely find Ron and the Tower of Paradise where he is."

Upon hearing Uru's explanation, the team leader was instantly stunned.

He looked at the wrinkled scrap of paper in Uru's hand and showed an expression of disbelief.

Is the Uru commander serious? Are we really going to rely on this to advance at sea?

We interrogated these cult thugs for ages but couldn't get their coordinates. Now they're planning to lead their troops in the direction indicated by the shredded paper?

What if we take the troops to the Netherlands? That doesn't seem very feasible.

The captain didn't want to voice his inner complaints; he simply looked silently at Lahar, hoping he could offer a better solution.

"Really...?"

Rahar stroked his chin and lowered his head in thought.

Then, under the captain's expectant gaze, he slowly raised his head and smiled.

"If this is the backup plan that Lord Ron is referring to, then I am willing to trust the judgment of the Uru commander."

Having spent so much time with Ron, Rahar had come to trust him unconditionally, after all, Ron always surprised her.

Upon hearing Lahar's reply, the captain nearly popped his eyes out.

No, don't you usually oppose irrational suggestions first?

You should try to persuade the Uru commander. Why are you acting so unpredictably this time?

Rahar then adjusted his glasses and added:

"If this is a tracking method he deliberately left behind, then it's time for us to set off."

"That's right, let's hurry up and set off."

After Uru nodded, he looked at the captain and gave the order:

"Captain, assemble the troops immediately! We need to prepare to depart. We'll use that empty swoop-dragon!"

Then Uru looked at the bound cult thugs and said:

"Bring these religious groups onto the ship as well, and keep an eye on them."

After saying that, Uru headed towards the speeding ship and was the first to board the deck.

Seeing that even his commander had spoken, the captain gritted his teeth and shouted: