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

He smiled confidently, realizing that he now had the Dragon Slayer Crystal implanted in him.

He watched Ron's retreating figure with a cold smile, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

He had been planning to settle this score later, but he didn't expect to face Ron in the very first match. Now he could get his money back with interest.

Ignoring the diverse thoughts below, Speaker Crawford Heem, seated on the platform, finally announced:

"The matchups for the first round are now finalized. You can begin your preparations now. We'll meet in this lobby tomorrow morning. That's all!"

As the battle lineup was revealed, the judges' thoughts transformed into specks of blue light and dissipated on the platform.

Then the door opened again, and several proctors walked in.

"Alright, that's all for today. Everyone, take your belongings and come with me. I'll show you around this arena."

Led by the proctor, the group walked through the inner corridor of the arena and arrived at the spacious and bright living area at the back.

"This is the canteen, which provides all kinds of food and potions to restore magic power around the clock."

This is the indoor training ground over there, where you can familiarize yourselves with the use of magic.

Further in, you'll find your dormitories. Each of you has a private single room, and your name is posted on the door to prevent you from going to the wrong room.

After the proctor gave a brief introduction, he waved to Ron and the others to dismiss them.

"You have free time now. Meet at the arena ring at 7:00 AM sharp tomorrow morning!"

腥思娂娚⑷ィ髯哉覍ぷ抛约旱姆块g.

Ron followed the corridor and quickly found the door with his name on it.

He pushed open the door and went inside to inspect the facilities in the room.

Although the room was small, it was clean and tidy, with soft beds and complete bathroom facilities. Clearly, the council had put a lot of effort into this mage exam.

Ron showed a satisfied expression, then put his luggage aside and immediately turned to leave.

He was starving, so he decided to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach first.

Meanwhile, in a secluded room at the far end of the living area, six figures were gathering.

The two major dark guilds of the Balam Alliance, Oración Seis and Heart of the Devil, who had previously pretended not to know the six people, now sat in two rows at the table according to their respective guilds.

“Urudia, judging from your expression, you seem to be distracted by something.”

Lastiros elegantly pushed up his glasses, his tone somewhat sarcastic, seemingly dissatisfied with Urtia as the leader of their operation.

"Although Chairman Hades said that you are in full charge of this infiltration plan, if anything goes wrong, you won't be able to explain yourself when you get back."

Furthermore, our allies seem somewhat dissatisfied with your allocation and aren't very cooperative.

On the surface, he was reminding Urutia, but in reality, he was putting pressure on his ally sitting opposite him.

Faced with Lastiros's sarcastic remarks, Sora, sitting opposite him, laughed without hesitation.

"Oh dear, the message we received was only to cooperate with you. The selection of judges was originally intended based on our performance."

If you can't take it down yourselves, then don't blame us for being impolite!

Hearing the two sides start arguing as soon as they sat down, Ultear glared coldly at Sora.

"Just mind your own business."

And Lastiros, it's none of your business to tell me what to do.

With a serious expression, Azuma crossed her arms and interrupted their argument.

"Alright, stop arguing about those pointless things."

Now that everyone has successfully infiltrated, let's all rely on our own abilities.

Sora chuckled softly, then turned her gaze to Eric.

"On another note, instead of worrying about the judges' selection, let's take a look at the first round tomorrow."

"Kbra, are you alright?"

"Hmph, who are you underestimating?"

Eric gave a disdainful sneer, striking an arrogant pose, completely unlike his previous embarrassment.

"That kid named Ron will be defeated by me tomorrow!"

"Let's not be too careless."

Lastiros produced an intelligence document and began to slowly recount Ron's deeds.

"According to the intelligence we received, this Ron White is not only a mage of Fairy Tail, but also the leader of a theater troupe."

"Oh?"

The dark night, which had been squinting, slowly opened its eyes, revealing its curious gaze.

"The Pure White Theater Troupe, Fairy Tail does this kind of side business? How ridiculous."

"Don't be fooled by this superficial identity."

"The intelligence says he uses clay modeling magic, and it's even explosive magical clay, and..."

Lastiros paused, his gaze sweeping over the bloody scene before him.

"Just a few months ago, he assisted the famous mage Ur in successfully sealing the demon of the Book of Jelf, Deliora."

"Tch, you said it's just an auxiliary role, what's there to be afraid of?"

Even if his magic explodes, so what? I'm still confident I can beat him.

However, Lastiros and the others at the same table ignored Eric's boast.

The two demons turned their heads in unison, their gazes falling on Urutia, whose fists were clenched tightly.

"That wretched woman..."

She cursed under her breath, her eyes filled with undisguised hatred.

"That woman and Ron, right in front of me, took Deliora away!"

They exchanged a glance, then wisely kept quiet.

Although the Oración Seisūsō (Shogun of the Six Demons) on the other side was a little curious, he also fell silent when he sensed the awkward atmosphere.

Urutia then suppressed his anger and continued:

"You guys keep providing information, I'm going to calm down first."

After saying that, Urudia stood up, turned around, and strode out of the room.

After she closed the door, a magic circle lit up the door, and then the gap in the door disappeared, turning into a wall, with no trace of the previous door.

She let out a long sigh, removed her disguise, and then revealed an anxious look in her eyes.

Take this opportunity to talk to him and clear things up, or things will get really bad!

Chapter 102 Two Drama Queens

Meanwhile, in the living quarters' canteen, Ron was the only one eating his dinner.

"As expected of the food prepared by the council, this food is even better than many restaurants."

After a long day of travel, most of the advanced players choose to rest in their rooms or go to the training grounds to hone their magic.

Just as Ron was enjoying his meal, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Your Excellency Ron, do you mind if I sit here?"

Lahar, carrying a tray, came over and wanted to sit with Ron.

Please sit wherever you like.

Ron nodded and responded casually.

After all, there were still many empty seats at the table he was sitting at, and the two of them knew each other, so he didn't mind having someone share the table.

Lahar smiled and then sat down.

He ate with great elegance, befitting his educated upbringing.

"Your Excellency Ron, you'll be the first competitor to go on stage tomorrow. Aren't you nervous?"

After seeing the match list, Lahar felt the atmosphere in the arena become tense. Some people had lost their appetite and wanted to rest, while others occupied the training area.

Only Ron looked relaxed and started eating right away.

"It's alright, I'm just here to make an appearance. As for the outcome, let's leave it to fate."

I'm hungry, but I can't just not eat.

He had a general understanding of the other party's information, but he was still unsure how strong Cobra was compared to his strength in the original work. He would only know the general situation when he faced him tomorrow.

Anyway, he's been preparing for so long, let's figure out how to handle it when he gets on the field.

If it's really stronger than we imagined, then we can just reveal our trump card.

Lahar paused for a moment, then kindly offered some advice:

"Don't approach this assessment with that mindset, I'm afraid you'll regret it later..."

Just as Lahar was about to continue persuading Ron, a series of light footsteps stopped beside their table, interrupting their conversation.

The person who arrived was Urutia, who was wearing the academy uniform.

She gave a gentle, slightly shy smile and cautiously approached Ron.

"Excuse me, hello, are you Ron from the Pure White Theatre Company?"

Urudia, blushing, cupped her hands to her chest and exclaimed excitedly, her eyes shining:

"I...I am your loyal follower! I have a name, don't I?!"

"Cough, cough, cough~!"

Ron was still eating a piece of meat when he suddenly heard her speak in a high-pitched voice, uttering the standard lines that fans use when they meet their idols. He almost choked on his own.

He quickly pounded his chest, grabbed the cup next to him, and took a big gulp before he could barely swallow the piece of meat.

Ron raised his head and looked at Urtia with a neurotic expression.

He initially wanted to ask her directly what she wanted to do, but then he remembered that Lahar was still there.

He looked over and saw that although Rahar had started eating his lunch, he was still looking at Ron and the others with curious eyes.

In the end, Ron chose not to expose her and went along with it, putting on a surprised expression.

"Yes, but it's not very convenient here. How about I sign it for you next time?"

"Oh, it's alright."

Urudia was prepared for Ron's response.

She covered her cheeks with her hands, shyly shaking her shoulders, and responded:

"Then you can come to my room and tell me more about your rise to wealth?"

I...I'm really interested...

"Ahem~!"

This time, it was Rahar's turn to almost choke.

Only then did Ron realize what Urudia meant, but he still lowered his head and casually picked up the spoon.

"This is so troublesome, I haven't finished eating yet..."

Lahar nodded quickly, thankfully Ron knew how to keep himself clean and virtuous.

"Yes, it's improper for a man and a woman to be alone in a room together."

Miss, I still advise you...

boom!

Urudia instantly grabbed Ron's wrist on the table, making a clattering sound, and interrupted Rahar's attempt to persuade him.

Ron looked over, and she still had that smile, but the veins on her forehead were still bulging.

You idiot, I've put on such a performance, can't you give me some face?