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

Ron remained silent throughout the journey, his face expressionless.

Just as the guards were about to activate the magic circle, the overseer suddenly blocked Ron's way.

He smiled, rubbed his hands together, and pleaded with the guards:

"Hehe, can I make the first move, kid?"

The two guards exchanged a glance, then both revealed meaningful smiles.

"You only have two minutes, so hurry up."

"no problem!"

The supervisor's face lit up with joy, and he then picked up a leather whip toward the torture chamber.

Turning around, the supervisor looked at Ron, who was hanging there expressionless, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"What's wrong? Are you too scared to speak?!"

"Pfft~"

Just then, Ron finally burst out laughing, leaving the supervisor stunned.

What's going on? Has this kid gone mad?

"I'm sorry, I can't hold on any longer."

Thump! Thump!

The guards, still in shock, suddenly smelled a strange powder, rolled their eyes, and collapsed to the ground.

Before the foreman could even raise his whip, he turned around with a thud, revealing a shocked expression.

"Kid! You did it..."

"Whoo~"

Ron released hypnotic powder towards his head with both hands, then blew on it, sending the powder flying directly onto the supervisor's face.

"what......"

Thump!

The foreman rolled his eyes, and before he could finish speaking, his body swayed uncontrollably and he collapsed onto the two guards, instantly snoring loudly.

"Trying to get involved is really wishful thinking."

Ron rolled his eyes as he looked at the three people sleeping on the ground.

Click!

Ron pulled hard with his right hand, and the chain snapped, instantly restoring his freedom.

Then he used his right hand to poke around in the chain on his left hand, creating a gap, and easily pulled his left hand out.

After landing smoothly, Ron stretched his wrists and neck, preparing to move.

puff~

Ron quickly formed hand seals and cast a magic circle to create a clone. A clone that looked exactly like him, dressed exactly like him, and with the same aura appeared before him and remained there.

"I'm going out for a stroll now. Just remember to be casual with them and don't give anything away."

“No problem. Based on my years of makeup experience, they definitely won’t be able to spot the flaws.”

Ron's clone gave his assurance, which made Ron smile with satisfaction and nod.

Indeed, it's best to know yourself first; otherwise, this clone won't act too recklessly.

He then took out a special makeup box and the [Memory Swap Divine Machine] from the Multiverse Item Storehouse, handed them to his clone Ron, and quietly left.

After the main body left, the clone Ron looked at the three burly men sleeping soundly on the ground and shook his head.

The problems I create are still my own to solve. That's just how I am.

Then, the clone took out several packets of fake blood plasma and special paint from the makeup box and began to apply battle damage makeup in front of the mirror on the makeup box with great interest.

I have to create a makeup look that would terrify those three bastards, making them feel guilty towards me!

Chapter 151 It's you again?!

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​Paradise Tower, within a complex corridor...

Ron moved swiftly through the blind spots of buildings and the shadows of stone pillars, like a ghost, unnoticed by any of the patrolling guards.

With his six eyes providing all-around vision, he figured out the patrol routes of the magic order's guards and took advantage of the gaps in their blind spots to avoid their notice.

As the guards and thugs patrolled, Ron would lightly leap onto beams to avoid their line of sight, or slip into the shadows around corners, keeping them completely elusive.

Although with Ron's current strength, assassinating all these rabble wouldn't take much effort, it's best not to alert them until he's absolutely certain he can rescue everyone.

He hid silently in the shadows, starting to plot in his mind.

In the original story, the Tower of Paradise was a project in charge of Brian, so his current task is to find out the full picture and total number of troops here, and finally find out the exact location of Brian and his dark guild, the Oración Seis.

So it's not too late to clean up these messes when Uru and the others arrive.

As he continued to sneak up to higher levels, Ron stopped at the edge of the wardrobe platform, looking down at the still-under-construction buildings below.

He couldn't help but marvel at how magnificent the Paradise Tower was even before it was completed; he wondered how tall it would be once it was finished.

There were still a lot of areas below that he hadn't explored, so he could only piece together the whole picture of Paradise Tower in his mind based on what he could see with his own eyes.

Once Ron had formed a map in his mind, he set off and continued his ascent to the top.

Then Ron suddenly paused, stunned by what he had sensed, and quickly hid in a corner.

Ron wore a complicated expression as he sensed a familiar magical energy wave rapidly approaching him along the corridor ahead.

What are you doing here?!

"Is anyone hiding somewhere?"

From Ron's six-eyed perspective, a black-haired girl wearing a cloak stopped and turned around to speak in Ron's direction.

Ron still didn't show himself, lest the girl be trying to trick him.

To everyone's surprise, the girl remained in her original position and spoke:

"Come out now, there's no one else around here. Can we have a proper talk?"

Ron gave a wry smile from the shadows, finally giving up hiding and swaggering out from the corner.

"Hey, long time no see! What should I call you now?"

The black-haired girl was Ultear. She looked Ron up and down and gave him a playful smile.

Seeing his tattered clothes and the filth on his face, I couldn't help but laugh and say:

"Now it's my turn to call you an ugly monster, isn't it?"

The thought of being able to call him that made Urtia burst out laughing, laughing without any restraint.

Ron scratched his head, feigning ignorance, and turned his face to the side, saying:

"What a coincidence! I accidentally got arrested and am now looking for a chance to go home."

Upon hearing this clumsy lie, Urudia rolled her eyes and questioned:

Do you still think of me as that innocent child I used to be?

"With your strength, don't pretend in front of me, okay?"

I've unknowingly arrived at the top floor of this Paradise Tower. Do you think I'm blind?

Seeing that he couldn't fool him, Ron simply put on an indifferent expression and said frankly:

"Alright, since you're not in a hurry, let me ask you a question first. How did you end up here?"

Urudia shook his head and asked in return:

"No, the initiative is in my hands. If you want me to keep your existence a secret from others, then tell me your true purpose for being here."

"I'm lost."

"..."

"I'm serious."

Ron shrugged and argued:

"I infiltrated here simply to investigate the terrain and structure of Paradise Tower, as well as the distribution of the magic cult's guards, and to rescue all the slaves below."

Then Ron joked:

"So could you show me the way and show me all the places in the core area?"

“I can help you.”

"......ha?"

Upon hearing this joke, Urudia readily agreed, leaving Ron momentarily stunned.

He had only intended to give her a way out, otherwise he would have taken action himself, but he didn't expect her to offer to help.

"Don't think I'm just being kind-hearted."

Urudia then shook the exquisite bracelet on her wrist and continued:

"The guild sent me here to discuss matters with the highest levels here. Now that I'm wearing this bracelet, I can come and go freely without restrictions. I can take you to see any place."

"What are the conditions?"

Upon hearing this, Ron realized that this was yet another deal, and asked directly.

"You're so smart."

Urudia withdrew her hand and stared at Ron with her arms crossed.

"In exchange, you must do something for me later. As for what it is, you will naturally find out when the time comes."

So, will you agree or not?

Ron looked at the smugness in her eyes, which didn't seem like she was bluffing him, and then nodded decisively.

"make a deal."

Urudia smiled again when he heard Ron agree.

"So now you're just a slave I rescued on a whim. Dirt your face a little so no one will notice."

"No problem, that's my specialty. Take me to the restroom."

Ron then stepped aside, making way for him.

"Lead the way, you ugly lady."

Urutia stared speechlessly at the bastard in front of her, then took the first step.

Then Ron followed behind him, shook his head, and took out a new set of cosmetics from his body.

Inside the torture chamber in the disciplinary area, the overseer and two guards from the magic order, who were lying on the ground in a human pyramid, finally opened their eyes in a daze.

"Ugh, my head hurts so much, what happened...?"

Upon seeing this, Ron, whose face was painted blue and red, immediately stood on the cross-shaped stand and took out the [Memory Change Divine Machine] in his hand.

Buzz!

Just as they stood up, before they could even figure out what was going on, the three of them opened their eyes and were suddenly blinded by the [Memory-Changing Divine Machine], and then closed their eyes again.

"Ah~, what's going on now~"

In an instant, the memories in the three of them no longer included Ron's dispersal of the hypnotic powder, but were instead filled with a nonsensical fabricated memory, leaving them momentarily unaware of what had happened.

Just as they came to their senses and opened their eyes again, they saw Ron sitting slumped on the ground with his head down.

"Waaaaah... please let me go... waaaaah..."

The moment he looked up, all three of them were startled and looked at each other in surprise.

Wow, is this really the kind of performance we can achieve?

Now even her own mother wouldn't recognize her...