Fairy Tail: You call this Celestial Spirit Magic?!

Chapter 500: Can't Handle It (Please Subscribe!)

"Deciding the future of the empire... Without His Majesty Zeref, what future does the Alvarez Empire have?!"

Imber Yura was emotional.

August and Erin Belserion both looked somewhat helpless. This consul and chief of staff was a staunch supporter of Zeref, and it was clear that Iberia Yura could not accept reality.

"Who says there's no future?"

At this moment, Larcade, who had been silent until now, spoke up. He was a young man who looked somewhat like the blond Zeref, but was more flamboyant. He seemed to radiate a faint light and was dressed in white, a stark contrast to Zeref.

"If August and Irene are telling the truth, then how should the future of the empire be decided? Of course, it's up to me!"

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Larcade looked at the members of the "Twelve Shields of the Holy See" and loudly announced that he intended to inherit the empire and become emperor.

The luxurious assembly hall fell silent once again.

Everyone looked at the arrogant Larcade and didn't know what to say to him. This guy was too impatient. Before anyone was even sure if His Majesty Zeref was really dead, Larcade jumped out and wanted to take over the throne of the Empire.

Why?

"The Assassin" Jacob Resio asked a question. He did not support Larcade. August clearly disliked Larcade, so he naturally did not support him either. Moreover, Larcade's personality was indeed unlikable; he was too arrogant.

In reality, most of the members of the "Saint Twelve Shields" have only average relationships. After all, they are all experts, powerful mages, and each has their own distinct personality.

When such a group of people gather together in an organization, it is easy for disagreements to arise and for them to compete with each other. There are many arrogant people, and who would consider themselves inferior to others?

Larcade, relying on his surname "Doragnir" and being Zeref's son, has always been arrogant, which has indeed annoyed many people. Now he even wants to be emperor. When Jacob Resio stood up to question Larcade, everyone was happy to see it happen. No one sided with Larcade, and another "Zeref's Demon," Bradman, also remained silent.

"Why? Is that even a question? It's because I'm Zeref's son!"

Larkad looked on with amusement, finding the question absurd. If even he couldn't inherit, then who was qualified to?

"That reason doesn't hold water. You're just a demon created by His Majesty Zeref."

Dressed like a pharaoh, Ajir Ram retorted with a strange smile. The "Desert King" clearly did not support Larcade, but his words touched a nerve with Larcade.

"Agil! Do you want to die?!"

Larkad's expression changed. He stared intently at Ajir Ram, wishing he could kill the "Desert King" who had spoken so rudely.

"What Agil said doesn't seem to make any mistakes, does it?"

The valiant "War Princess" Timalia also spoke up.

Larcade, who was the first to step forward and vie for the throne, became the target of everyone's anger. Who told him to act so arrogantly? Now he has been directly punished.

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Larkad fell silent for a moment, vaguely sensing that something was wrong. It felt like a trap, waiting for him to fall in.

"That's not true. First of all, Larcade, you're not His Majesty Zeref's son, you're just a demon. And even among demons, you're not the most perfect one, nor the one most favored by His Majesty Zeref."

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, August spoke up.

"August!"

Larcade's face flushed red as he stared intently at August. He knew August had always disliked him, and now the guy was finally dropping the act and mocking him like this!

"On the continent of Ishgar, there is also His Majesty Zeref's younger brother, who is also the demon END. He is more qualified to inherit than you."

Auguste mocked Larcade.

This directly hit Larcade hard, because Larcade's proudest "perfect demon" was only the closest to perfection. He was an experiment before END, and the truly perfect finished product was the final demon, END.

Larcade was fully aware of all this. August brought up "END" to suppress him, which naturally enraged Larcade, and he could no longer control his murderous intent.

"END, do you know where that END is?"

Larcade's murderous intent was directed not only at August, but also at "END".

"That's right, I received news of Lord Zeref's death from the continent of Ishgar, from Moon Drowa, the guild master of Fairy Tail. And END is also in Fairy Tail."

August revealed the source of the information.

"Mount Dole..."

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The moment the name was announced, the members of the "Twelve Shields of the Holy Land" started discussing it again.

There was no way around it; the name was very famous there, because even His Majesty Zeref was shocked by what Moen had done. His Majesty Zeref couldn't understand how he had escaped from the "Black Dragon" and with everyone in tow.

Moen's name is inextricably linked to the "Black Dragon," which is terrifying, since even Lord Zeref fears the "Black Dragon" and has no confidence in defeating it.

"It was Chairman Moen Dole who lifted His Majesty's curse."

August recounted the events and the role Moen played in them. Indeed, Moen was indispensable in this matter, since explaining how Zeref died required clarifying the "Curse of Ankhseram."

"So, it was that Moen Dolea... who killed His Majesty Zeref?"

Imber Yura suddenly spoke up, which startled August and Erin Belserion. This statement was a bit too ridiculous, since it was clearly Moen who helped Zeref.

Anyone who knows even a little about Zerefs knows how much their king has suffered and what he has been pursuing. Of course, others don't know Zerefs as well as August, but to say that Moen Doraeus ruined Zerefs is still ridiculous.

"If he hadn't lifted the curse, Lord Zeref wouldn't have died!"

What Imber Yura said didn't seem to be a problem at all. If Moen didn't lift the curse on Zeref, then Zeref really couldn't die. He hadn't been able to die even if he wanted to for hundreds of years.

"But that's what His Majesty Jelf wanted, the relief he needed."

Eileen Bercelion sensed something was wrong; Iberia Yura was more stubborn than they had imagined.

Before August could even reveal his identity, Bel Yura had already steered the conversation toward avenging His Majesty Zeref.

The idea of ​​"revenge" immediately garnered support from many people. Timalia Yesta, Agil Ram, and Bradman all chimed in, their belligerent nature making them excited at the mention of revenge and war. They supported Imber Yura's revenge.

August was speechless. Putting aside the question of whether there was any enmity, could these people really seek revenge against Moen Dole?

"It's no use. President Moen is terrifyingly strong. Eileen and I have already tried, and even if the two of us went up together, we wouldn't be a match for him."

Augustus sighed and began to persuade these guys to calm down and stop thinking about "revenge." He told them to just guard their own little territory. If they really attracted Moen's attention, none of them would have a good outcome.

"What?!"

August's words shocked the members of the Twelve Shields. Even those among them who disliked August would not question his strength.

For so many years, the "Sorcerer King" has always been the "Strongest Sorcerer of Alvarez." Has no one else challenged him? Of course not, they just haven't fought him. The "Sorcerer King's" reputation is not something he boasts about; it is defended by his strength.

Irene, also one of the "Alvarez Twins," is exceptionally strong, and no one doubts their abilities.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Imber Yura's eyes widened, convinced that Auguste and Erin Belserion were definitely up to something today.

"I'm not kidding. Do you think we believed them from the start? Our first thought was to capture him and get to the bottom of things, but we were defeated in an instant and then taken to the continent of Ishgar to learn all about it."

Eileen Belserion sighed, though she didn't want to admit it, the gap between them and Namoen Dorleah was enormous.

"At the same time, I also saw my daughter there, and August also saw his mother. In fact, August is His Majesty Zeref's real son, his biological son with Mavis, the first guild master of Fairy Tail."

This time, Irene Belserion did not hesitate and directly revealed Auguste's identity, which immediately silenced the assembly hall.

"Ah... I see, so that's how it is!"

After a moment of silence, Larcade burst into laughter, pointing at Auguste and then at Erin Belserion, laughing so hard he could hardly breathe.

So you wanted to be the emperor!

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Larcade pointed at August and said loudly.

"I support it!"

Jacob Resio stepped forward to express his opinion.

"I support it too."

Brandish, who had been observing the situation and didn't want to get involved in the conflict, also raised her hand. She felt that Auguste was definitely better than anyone else as emperor, especially Larcade, as the difference was too great.

"Then...I support it too."

Timaria glanced at the list. Irene Belserion expressed her support, and Brandish also supported it, so she had no reason not to support it. The female mages had a pretty good relationship.

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The fact that four people supported Auguste at once caught everyone off guard.

"Auguste is actually His Majesty Zeref's biological son? Is it true?"

"King of the Desert" Ajit Ram found it incredible.

But then he thought about it again and realized that August's terrifying magical talent was inherited from Zeref, which made perfect sense. The "Magic King" was just too strong, unreasonably so, so this identity made more sense, after all, he was His Majesty Zeref's own son!

"So, are we still going to take revenge or not?"

Neinhardt asked speechlessly, not caring who became emperor or wanting to watch a family drama. He just wanted to know if he would still seek revenge or attack the continent of Ishgar. He only wanted rivers of blood and slaughter.

"August, are you really not going to avenge His Majesty Zeref?"

Imber Yura looked at August, his question quite clear: he would support August if August was willing to avenge Jelf; otherwise, it was a different story.

"You can't do it, Imber. You will destroy the empire and bring devastation to the western continent. His Majesty Zeref would not want to see that."

August shook his head and said earnestly that he would not use "waging war against Ishgar" as a condition to gain Impel Yura's support; that was an impossible thing to do.

"There's nothing more to say then. It seems we have to fight to the death. Only by winning can we control the empire and decide whether to go to war."

Imber Yura was also straightforward; even though he always respected Auguste, he would not back down when it came to matters of principle.

He must avenge Lord Zeref, and ideally, find a way to resurrect him. He does not accept August's explanation.

"Hahaha! Then let's fight! Let's fight hard!"

Neinhardt stood by, itching for a fight. He supported the war; it was necessary to wage war against "Ishgar." He had been waiting for this for a long time.

Bradman and Agil Ram were also pro-war, and they both wanted to wage war against Ishgar and unify the world.

"This...this..."

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Timalia Yesta was conflicted because she wanted to start a war, but she didn't want to turn against her friends.

"It's like their own people started fighting first..."

Val Icht, who had remained silent until now, could no longer stand by and watch. If these people really started fighting, the empire would be in serious trouble.

"How boring. Is that Moen really that strong? Aren't the mages of Ishgar all weak?"

Serena picked at his ear. He didn't quite believe that Moen was that strong, since he came from the continent of Ishgar.

Moreover, Serena came here after reaching the top and becoming the "Head of the Ten Wizard Saints". He didn't think that "Ishgar" could be such a strong mage. Although he had never fought Moen, Serena just felt that the guy definitely couldn't beat him.

"Buzz!"

Just as the "Twelve Shields of the Holy Guardian," now basically divided into six teams of six, were about to engage in battle, a strange energy fluctuation suddenly enveloped the assembly hall. This immediately put the "Twelve Shields of the Holy Guardian" on high alert, and their gazes turned toward the center of the assembly hall.

Moen suddenly appeared in the middle of the assembly hall, looked at the Twelve Shields of the Holy See around him, and gently shook his head.

"I told you you would be hard to deal with. If we let the twelve of you fight a war, the Western Continent will definitely suffer heavy losses."

As soon as Moen finished speaking, the members of the Twelve Shields finally saw him clearly. They hadn't even had time to react before Moen had already walked around the entire hall.