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

"There are too many people here, so it's not convenient to show it."

Ron glanced at Kana, who was unusually asleep, and the other mages lying in the hall, then shook his head at Makarov.

Seeing Ron's unusually serious expression, Makarov also stopped joking and began to think about where there was a sufficiently secluded place in the guild.

"Come with me to the second floor."

In the end, Makarov decided to take Ron upstairs.

Although this is against guild rules, what can you do when Makarov is the guild leader?

The rules he spoke of were the rules, and he then stepped onto the stairs beside him and went up.

With the chairman's permission, Ron followed Makarov up to the second floor, a place many members had never been before.

The first thing you see is the same task bulletin board as on the first floor.

The difference is that these are all S-rank missions that only S-rank mages can access.

However, Ron only stared at the bulletin board for a while before paying no more attention to it, since he couldn't touch these mission requests at the moment.

Makarov put his hands behind his back and asked Ron:

"You just told Kana that whether or not you can learn magic comes from your heart, right? Where did you learn that?"

Ron blurted out:

"This is the result of summarizing all the theories. Just like the guild's motto, magic is not a power of miracles, but rather the flow of energy within the human body. Magic is the result of concentrating one's mental strength and concentration, and infusing it with one's entire soul."

The three super magic spells in Fairy Tail are all related to the mind and longing, which is obviously the key to the power of super magic.

This is why the Silencer's talent focuses on seizing intelligence, which allows them to gain magic and mental power; these are all related.

Makarov nodded, looking at Ron with newfound respect.

He said with satisfaction:

"It seems that after your studies, your basic knowledge of magic is sufficient."

Although your natural magical power is not high, it's clear that you've started to make up for it. Now, just keep moving forward on the path you believe in.

"But while I, Kana, possess exceptional magical talent, I lack confidence, unlike you."

Makarov then frowned, looked up at the ceiling, and fell into thought.

"I've seen a few people possess that kind of powerful magical energy, one of whom is Gildarts from the guild."

Ron remained silent. He naturally knew who Kana inherited her talent from, but he couldn't very well reveal to Makarov that they were father and daughter. After all, they hadn't even acknowledged each other yet, and it would be a bit much to say it out loud.

"President, you haven't forgotten why we came here in the first place, have you?"

Ron noticed that Makarov had taken the topic a bit off track, so he casually reminded him.

Makarov snapped out of his daze, stroked his beard, and burst into laughter.

"Please be understanding of me. As people get older, they tend to lose their focus."

"Then come on, show me your magic!"

Seeing this, Ron was still a little worried and said:

"President, this magic is only effective when cast on people, you..."

The president, still looking indifferent, interrupted Ron, saying:

"No problem, don't worry about me. I'm in better physical condition than you look. I'll be fine after just one hit."

"All right."

Ron nodded, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

I warned you beforehand, and it's only a B-rank magic, so the guild master should be able to handle it easily.

Ron opened his eyes, revealing a focused gaze.

He raised his right hand toward Makarov and silently chanted his spell.

Silence Magic - Last Words

In an instant, a dark purple magic circle lit up behind Ron, surrounded by several wisps of dark purple twisted fluctuations.

The flow of magic created a strong airflow around him, causing his silver-gray hair to dance wildly in the wind, and even the white hair on Makarov's sides to flutter in layers.

Seeing the dark purple light behind Ron that he had never seen before, Makarov was stunned at first, and then his expression became serious.

On the dark purple magic circle, all the characters that make up the magic circle are not the characters commonly seen today, but distorted ancient characters!

Ron then cast a spell, and a strange, zigzagging white circle appeared beneath Makarov's feet, surrounding him.

Makarov frowned even more. The white circle appeared on him without warning, and he couldn't dodge it.

He didn't take it lightly; he slowly circulated the magic power within his body, preparing to deal with this strange spell.

To his surprise, the magic shrank instantly and merged into Makarov's body within a few seconds.

Strangely, Makarov only felt a slight tingling sensation in his head, and nothing else.

Such a grand display of force, yet he only felt this subtle harm, caused Makarov to unconsciously reveal a playful smile.

"Is this your magic? It's not very powerful."

Just then, the task sheet on the bulletin board was accidentally knocked off by the breeze caused by Ron and floated to the ceiling with the airflow.

Upon seeing this, Makarov instinctively tried to use his giantification magic to grab the quest sheet.

Just as he was casting his spell as usual, he found that he could not mobilize the magic power in his body, as if he had been cut off from his own magic power.

No matter how he manipulated it, the magic did not change with his control; it simply flowed instinctively in the magic circuits, and there were no magical fluctuations in the air.

After the airflow subsided, the mission sheet spun once in mid-air, and then, as usual, fell to the ground and remained motionless due to gravity.

Makarov's smile vanished instantly, and he stared in shock at the mission sheet on the ground.

He raised his head solemnly, staring at Ron with an incredulous look.

"Kid, what's going on here?"

What did you do to me?

Ron remained calm, having anticipated this reaction, and bent down to pick up the mission sheet.

He walked toward the bulletin board while explaining.

"Anyone affected by this spell will be unable to cast any spells; that is the effect of my spell."

After Ron reattached the mission sheet, he turned to Makarov and said:

"Don't worry, this situation won't last long."

Sure enough, after a few seconds, Makarov tried again and was able to cast the gigantification spell once more.

He unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then looked at Ron with a wary gaze.

In the few seconds he was under the spell, he felt like he had turned back into an ordinary person, and he was terrified that he would never be able to use magic again.

"I warned you."

Ron shrugged, indicating that he had already given a warning.

"How would you rate it?"

Makarov closed his eyes and sighed.

"Judging from the ancient characters on this magic circle, this should be a type of lost magic. It's a truly terrifying ability."

My advice is, don't use this magic again until you are capable of protecting yourself.

Makarov opened his eyes and stared intently at Ron.

"Once this magic is exposed, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you even with my strength."