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

Goodbye, Ron.

Geral waved goodbye and turned to go back to his home.

Seeing his mother waiting for him at the door, he still rushed over.

The woman gently stroked Gerald's hair, and they walked back into the house together.

Ron stood at the village entrance watching this heartwarming scene unfold before turning away.

However, the smile on his face had faded, revealing a calm expression.

His infiltration of the village finally allowed him to see what their lives were like before they were destroyed.

He couldn't imagine how these people who would be abducted in the future had been so devastated by the followers of these magical orders, or how much pain they had endured to survive.

Brian has been doing these kinds of things all along. Doesn't he have a conscience?

However, now that he's arrived early, he won't let this happen again.

Ron gazed at the hidden stronghold of the Dark Arts Order and muttered to himself:

"I originally planned to secretly disguise myself as a villager, be kidnapped by them, and then sneak into Paradise Tower."

It seems that going into the base to gather intelligence is a more direct approach.

This way we can get more specific information.

Ron flashed into the night, becoming a blur, and sprinted toward the coastline.

......

Below the coastal cliffs, the magic order's temporary outpost was lit by a faint fire.

"Haah~"

The believer keeping watch outside the stronghold let out a big yawn.

He shivered involuntarily from the night breeze, rubbing his clothes and complaining:

"This sea breeze is so cold, when can we leave here?"

"Alright, stop complaining."

Another believer next to him rubbed his hands together, exhaled a chilling breath, and continued:

"The chief said that we can launch a surprise attack on the nearby villages around midnight tomorrow night. Once we've captured enough people, we can leave."

"Alright..."

As the complaining believer was about to leave, he suddenly felt his eyelids getting heavy, and the rest of his words stuck in his throat, unable to escape.

bang~

The believer then rolled his eyes back and fell straight down into the grass, letting out a soft, steady wheezing sound.

The believer standing nearby was startled and quickly kicked his companion.

"Hey, how dare you still have time to sleep here?"

He tried to wake his companion gently, but no matter how he shook him, he wouldn't wake up.

Thump~ Thump~

He heard several muffled sounds in the distance, turned his head and looked on in astonishment.

He saw his three other companions standing guard ahead, who had also collapsed to the ground, all unconsciously falling into a deep sleep.

"What's going on? An enemy attack?!"

He finally realized something was wrong, and the hairs on his body stood on end as he tried to open his mouth and shout.

Before he could even open his mouth, a young figure suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Call ~

The boy simply blew on his palm, and the dust drifted onto his face.

Immediately afterwards, his eyelids drooped, and a wave of drowsiness washed over him.

He, too, lost consciousness.

Chapter 142 Key Information

Looking at the unconscious believers lying on the ground, Ron patted the remaining dust off his hands with satisfaction.

As expected of a Grass-type Pokémon's sleep powder, fusing this magic was the right choice.

He stepped over the men watching him and casually walked deep into the cult's camp.

Ron cast a magic circle on every believer he encountered along the way, scattering hypnotic powder across each camp.

Before Ron knew it, when he arrived at the central tent, most of the believers were sound asleep, snoring without a care in the world.

He lifted the tent flap and saw the leader and deputy of the magic order still gesturing to the map on the table.

Before the leader could realize what was happening, he was startled to see the curtain outside the tent suddenly being flung open.

"Who...is it...?"

Before he could even see the person's face clearly, the leader felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him.

What's wrong? Have I been too tired these past few days?

The final scene shows her collapsing onto the table before closing her eyes. She falls asleep and loses consciousness before she can even feel the pain.

I don't know how much time passed, but I vaguely heard a lot of noise mixed together, as if many people had come into my tent.

How long until he wakes up?

"It should be about time."

He was startled awake when he heard a man and a woman talking, and saw the black-haired woman and the gray-haired boy in front of him.

"Look, isn't he awake?"

The gray-haired boy gestured with his chin towards the awakened leader, then casually asked the black-haired woman beside him.

"How are the other two outposts?"

"It went very smoothly; they've all been arrested."

The woman continued with a relaxed expression:

"The captain's situation has been resolved as well. He's leading Lahar's team to join us here, and they should arrive soon."

The leader of the magic order looked angrily at the two people in front of him who were ignoring him and continuing to chat.

"Who exactly are you people?!"

When I came to my senses and instinctively wanted to fight back, I found I couldn't get up.

Only then did he realize that he was chained to a chair, unable to move, and unable to mobilize the magic power within his body.

"The Demon Sealing Stone Chain?!"

The leader of the magic order broke out in a cold sweat. Looking around his tent, he realized that in addition to the woman and boy in front of him, there were also fully armed soldiers standing there.

"What's going on? Are they keeping watch outside?!"

"Stop shouting, they're sleeping soundly."

Ron stepped forward and answered softly.

"Alright, let's get back to business."

Uru looked at the bound leader and said coldly:

“We are sent by the Magic Council. Now we will tell you all the information we know.”

"People from the Council?!"

Upon hearing that it was someone from the council, the leader panicked, but he remained stubborn and shouted:

"I will not allow you to stop us from resurrecting Lord Jeff! Don't even think about getting a single word out of my mouth!"

Faced with someone who didn't know their own mortality, Wu Lu frowned and prepared to step forward.

At that moment, Ron stretched out his hand, signaling Ur to stay away.

"Sister Uru, let him let me do it."

As he spoke, he made a loose fist with his left hand, and an ice-blue magic circle lit up.

[Weapon Transformation Magic - Zanpakuto Hyōrinmaru]

Then a bright light gathered in his palm and transformed into the long-unseen Hyōrinmaru.

Ron stared coldly at the leader, then turned the tip of Hyōrinmaru's sword downwards.

"Frozen."

Click!

Frost spread rapidly along the ground, instantly climbing up the leader's legs.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

A bone-chilling cold seeped into the leader's legs, and the numbness made him cry out.

He looked down and found that the ice had not only frozen his legs, but was also continuing to spread upwards.

He convulsed in pain, immediately raised his head, and roared at Ron:

"You're insane! How dare you hurt me like this!"

Aren't you afraid I'll tell others about this?"

Ron smiled dismissively.

"Don't you know that dead people don't reveal secrets?"

"If you die, then everything will be fine, won't it?"

The leader looked at Ron's cold eyes in surprise and realized that the boy was serious and didn't care about his own life at all.

At that moment, his inner fear overcame his useless faith, and he revealed a look of terror in his eyes.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Ron tilted his head.

"So, I'm asking you one last time, are you going to tell me or not?"

"No, don't kill me! I'll tell you everything!"

Only then did the leader shed tears of fear, his psychological defenses crumbling.

Only then did Ron put away Hyōrinmaru, and the ice blocks stopped spreading upwards.

He shook his head, a regretful expression on his face.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of Ur and Ron, he revealed all the information, and unexpectedly, there was indeed crucial information here.

They now know that the Tower of Paradise was built on a deserted island and know some things about it.

However, he didn't know the exact location of the Paradise Tower, only that the messenger would take the laborers there, and perhaps they would find a boat on the nearby coast.

They also have some bad news: if their outposts don't deliver the kidnapped laborers to their handlers on time in a couple of days, they'll realize something's wrong.

Upon hearing this, Uru frowned and his expression turned ugly.

"I didn't expect them to be so cautious; they even arranged multiple handover steps."

This is troublesome. If the contacts don't receive the message, they might cut off communication and run away, and then the trail will be lost.

Although they could summon airships from headquarters to provide support in searching for the isolated island of Paradise Tower, if they had received the news earlier, they might not have been able to capture the mastermind behind it all.

As long as the Lord is willing to help, he will not give up on this plan and will become even more cautious, making it even harder to catch the Lord's forgiveness.

She thought and thought but still couldn't come up with any good ideas.

Completely clueless, Uru could only turn his attention to Ron.

"Ron, what do you think?"

Ron glanced at Uruk, then looked at the bound leader, and suddenly had an idea.

"Hey, do you have a way to contact the person you're supposed to meet in advance?"