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

Ron was holding a strangely shaped knife in his hand.

Its blade is bent at a right angle, giving it the appearance of a square long knife with barbs.

[Weapon Transformation Magic - Zanpakuto Wabisuke]

Before Ultear could unleash her time magic to retaliate, Ron had already swung his longsword.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Instead of using the sharp inner blade, he used the back of the knife to quickly strike Urutia's limbs and back three times in succession.

"Hmm!"

Just as Urudia was about to retaliate, she suddenly felt a heavy weight pressing down on her.

Thump!

Her feet couldn't bear the weight, and she fell backward, her back pressed against the snow. She thrashed about, trying to exert force, but she still couldn't move.

"What, what did you do to me?!"

Urutia lay prone on the snow, her face filled with terror and anger.

"This is the ability of my magical weapon; with each hit, the target's weight doubles."

Ron's three consecutive strikes would instantly increase Ultear's limbs and her own weight eightfold, enough to keep her unable to get up.

"This is impossible! My magic clearly hit the giant bird. When did you cast your spell?"

Ultear stared at Ron with disbelief in her eyes, which had regained their sight.

Ron casually twirled his sword and hoisted Wabisuke onto his shoulder.

I won't tell you.

He can't reveal any more information about himself, otherwise if Urudia tells others later, I'll...

No, I should have more trump cards by then, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

In fact, when Ron initially created distance, it was to prevent Ultear from discovering him so that he could find an opportunity to use his Ink Clone.

Then, when throwing out kunai, Ultear thought she had missed and didn't neutralize several of them, letting them fly nearby. Little did she know that they were already engraved with the Flying Thunder God's mark, allowing her to teleport at any time.

Finally, Ron deliberately lowered his flight altitude, and then had Ultear pull him off the bird.

As expected, Urudia fell into his trap, giving him the opportunity to get close and subdue her.

"However, you can answer my question."

Ron sat down on the snow next to Ultear in case she couldn't hear him.

"Why did you come all the way to this northern continent?"

Surely they can't be here to visit relatives, right?

Ultear turned her head away, not wanting to pay any attention to Ron's question.

"Did they really come here for Uru?"

Upon hearing the keyword, Ultear instantly turned her head and glared at Ron with icy eyes.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear that woman's name."

Ron shrugged and then said.

"I really don't understand why a biological daughter can hate her own mother so much?"

"She abandoned me long ago, and then went to take on other apprentices and lived happily with them."

Ultear clenched her teeth and accused Ron, her fists clenched tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.

She is not my mother.

Ron turned his head away and continued to calmly state the facts he knew.

"I recently discovered some dirty secrets about the dark guild 'Heart of the Devil,' which seem to be related to you."

The head of the Magical Development Bureau, in order to provide a child with immense magical power for *The Devil's Heart*, lied to a mother, claiming her daughter was dead.

Upon hearing the truth, Urudia's pupils constricted, and her breath caught in her throat.

After experiencing this shock of fact, she instinctively began to reject the information that she found hard to believe.

"No... she's the one who left me at the Magic Development Bureau."

Ron looked at her with sad eyes.

"Do you really think a mother who has been seeking medical treatment everywhere to cure her young daughter would simply abandon you like this?"

Urutia's eyes instantly filled with tears, which slid down her cheeks.

"That leader only wanted to study your magic, ultimately turning you into a tool driven by hatred."

Urutia didn't continue to refute, her lips trembling slightly uncontrollably.

She stared blankly at the snow-covered sky, her eyes gradually welling up with tears.

Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down onto the snow.

"Stop talking..."

She lowered her eyes, her throat gradually losing its strength as she made her last stand.

"You're a liar..."

"Why don't you face your own heart?"

Stop deceiving yourself.

Ron ignored her breakdown and continued to correct her distorted perceptions.

"You hate your own mother, yet you still traveled all this way here. Isn't that driven by selfish motives?"

"I chose to come here because I wanted to strengthen my belief that I hate her..."

"No, Ultear, your heart is simply very simple."

You miss your mother, so you came to see her one last time, right?

Urutia pressed her lips together, uttering not a single word of rebuttal.

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks and mingling with the snow beside her.

Ultear kept crying. Ron stood up from the snow, brushed the snow off his body, and took out the reel.

After redrawing the giant ink-wash bird, Ron sat steadily on its back once more.

"etc."

Ron turned his head again when he heard Ultear speak.

"Why don't you just finish me off here?"

Ultear's self-deprecating remark startled Ron.

He then lowered his head and pondered for a while before slowly responding to her.

"Despite how I treated you before, you still held back in your final blow."

"You never even considered killing me, so how could I possibly kill you?"

Although Ultear said she would deal with him, when his clone landed without warning, she chose to trap him in a cage instead of attacking him directly.

This means that Urutia is still kind at heart and has not become too twisted.

Perhaps because of her earlier timeline, it was easier for her to clear up misunderstandings with words.

She was just a child being used, which is why Ron decided to hold back and choose Wabisuke to control her.

I told her the truth simply because I wanted to be a kind person.

Ron then turned his head away from Ultear.

"The magic effect on you will be removed after I leave."

If you really want to clear up the misunderstanding with your mother yourself, then head towards Deliora's direction.

Phew~!

With a flap of its wings, the giant ink-painting bird stirred up a strong gust of cold wind and carried Ron into the sky.

He spotted a town further away high in the sky and began flying towards it.

On the snowfield, only a disheveled Urutia remained, lying alone in the snow.