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

At Ron's command, the magical clay above the territory lit up with white magic circles, and then the light illuminated the entire territory.

boom!!

Rumble!!!

And so, a series of violent explosions rang out in the canyon!

Dozens of magical white clay bombs exploded the moment they hit the ground and the wolf pack.

The entire snowfield was illuminated by an even more dazzling and bright fire. This intense heat instantly melted and evaporated the ice pillars in the canyon, turning them into thick white steam that shot into the sky!

The Icefield Wolf, which had been leisurely eating, didn't even have a chance to scream before its fur was burned to ashes by the high temperature of the explosion, and it was blown to pieces.

Ron stood on the back of the giant ink-painting bird, looking down at the bomb show below. The aftershocks of the explosions and the cold wind created a mix of hot and cold air currents that fluttered the end of his scarf.

As the smoke and steam gradually dissipated, the canyon, which was originally filled with icicles, had become a charred, cratered mess, a stark contrast to the snow-white icebergs.

The bottom of the pit was filled with the charred remains of the demon wolves; there was no longer a single living creature standing upright.

Even the largest Icefield Wolf leader was blown to bits, leaving only a charred wolf head with sparks still on it.

Seeing that not even a single Icefield Wolf had escaped, Ron patted the frost off his gloves and nodded in satisfaction.

"Finally, it's all cleaned up in one go."

Clay bombs are still the best; they make clearing out monsters a breeze.

If one area-of-effect (AOE) attack isn't big enough, just cast more.

Ron controlled the giant ink-painting bird to slowly descend, landing on the side of the pit.

He leaped down from the bird's back, walked to the head of the wolf leader, casually plucked out its huge, arm-length fang that was still warm, and took it back to the mayor as proof of his mission.

After putting the fangs into his backpack, he climbed back onto the bird's back.

Ron patted the giant bird's head, wondering if it could feel him.

"Let's go back and finish our business quickly, then find a place to rest with them."

Phew~!

The giant ink-painting bird responded intelligently, flapped its wings, and carried Ron into the sky, returning the way it came.

Inside Icemark Town, the mayor and a group of residents who had ventured out were pointing at a small ink stain left behind by Ron after he left—the spot where the giant bird had landed.

They were still reeling from the awe of the magnificent bird and couldn't recover for a long time.

They also heard a huge noise from the other side of the canyon and couldn't understand what the little mage had done to make such a loud noise.

"Mayor, do you think that child might have had some kind of accident, or offended something he shouldn't have?"

A hunter hugged his coat and asked the mayor with concern.

The town mayor sighed, still feeling uneasy.

"Who knows? If he causes more trouble, our town might have to relocate sooner or later..."

call!

Before the mayor could finish speaking, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the sky above.

The shadowy figures of a man and a bird enveloped the clearing. To everyone's astonishment, Ron piloted the giant bird and landed steadily on the snow.

Ron leaped off the bird's back and landed in front of the residents.

He walked straight up to the mayor, who was still in a daze, opened his backpack, and casually handed him the fang of the Icefield Wolf leader.

"The Icefield Wolves have all been eliminated. Here are the leader's teeth; you can examine them."

The mayor, his mind blank, reached out and caught the fangs, then looked down at them.

These are indeed the fangs of the Icefield Dire Wolf, and only the leader's fangs are the right size.

The mayor looked at the slightly charred tooth at the end, then looked up at Ron, who had a calm expression on his face.

Is this what a mage is?

"You solved it?"

But less than twenty minutes have passed since you left the house!

The surrounding residents gasped as they crowded around to examine the broken tooth, then looked at Ron as if he were a monster.

They couldn't believe that the pack of wolves that had been bothering them for so long could be so easily defeated by a child mage!

"Isn't this the efficiency you want?"

"Pay the commission fee."

Upon hearing Ron's words, the mayor couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

He had witnessed the power of mages and had to admire the boy's skill.

"This is the commission fee. Thank you for coming."

After the mayor took out the commission money from his pocket and handed it to Ron, he solemnly thanked Ron, even unconsciously changing his form of address to a respectful one.

"You're welcome. I was just wondering if there are any other towns or cities nearby?"

Ron was now much more relaxed, as he could perform along the way and also investigate Deliora's whereabouts.

The town mayor stretched out his finger and pointed to the snow-capped mountain.

"After you cross this snow-capped mountain, you'll find inhabited areas at the foot of the other side."

Thanks.

Ron put the money bag into his pocket, then stepped onto the bird's back and began to fly away in the direction the mayor pointed.

……

Earlier, a few kilometers outside of Icemark Town, snowstorms raged on the high mountains.

A petite figure braved the wind and snow, walking step by step deeper into the snow-capped mountains.

It was a young girl wearing a black cloak, frantically clutching the edge of the hood with one hand, trying to ward off the fierce wind.

However, a few strands of her black hair were still blown outside her hood by the cold wind and fluttered in the air.

The girl's eyes, hidden beneath her cloak, were icy cold as she gritted her teeth.

She hated the icy winds and snow; the frigid climate always brought back bad memories.

She was ordered by her guild leader to come to the north to investigate news about the undead demon Deliora.

Of course, she also had her own selfish motives this time; she also wanted to take a look at the life of a despicable woman and other children.

She didn't understand why she hated them so much, yet still wanted to go back.

Perhaps this will help her stay true to her dreams and allow the world to become a place where she can find happiness again.

"Unforgivable...unforgivable...!"

boom!!!

As she braved the wind and snow, her mind preoccupied with the chairman's plan, a series of explosions suddenly erupted from the canyon to her right and south.

The girl stopped and turned to look at the strange sound of the explosion.

The girl frowned slightly in the shadows, unconsciously becoming wary.

"Are there any mages around here?"

This destructive power doesn't seem like magic that a local could wield. Could it be a passing mage?

She was wary of this unpredictable event, but also driven by intense curiosity. In the end, she changed course and quickly stealthily headed towards the direction from which the explosion had come.