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

Ron's words struck Kafch's ears, and his eyes were filled with hatred once again.

He struggled to raise his finger, pointing at Ron while staring intently at him.

"You... pfft!"

Embedded in the wall, Chairman Kafche, due to a stroke, vomited a mouthful of black blood. The blood on his chin mixed with the clown makeup on his face, forming a turbid liquid with white streaks, which fell to the ground.

Due to the double blow to his body and mind, Kafch's head, painted with clown makeup, drooped limply, and he eventually lost consciousness.

The Dark Guild's Night Path's plan was thwarted before it could even be realized.

Ron looked around and saw that the once spacious basement hall had been reduced to ruins.

He looked around and finally found a relatively intact wooden box in the corner with great difficulty. He went over and sat down.

[Current Driven Form: Heaven and Tyrant]

Duration: 1 minutes and 30 seconds

He took the opportunity to end his [Heaven and Tyrant] form early and felt some changes in his body.

Ron's five senses returned to their previous normal levels, and the physical strength receded rapidly like a tide.

Based on the remaining time, about 20-30% of the magical power in Ron's body was returned.

The magic flowed slowly back to his limbs and bones through the magic pathways, and the magic fluctuations in his body finally returned to normal.

Along with this, Ron's muscles began to ache, and he inevitably felt mentally exhausted.

He showed a sore expression. This form was useful, but it would cause a feeling of overexertion. Of course, it would dissipate automatically after a little time to recover.

He sat down to rest while waiting for the council's army to arrive.

Meanwhile, on the street outside their hiding place.

"Captain, the entrance appears to have been damaged by magic, revealing a huge hole!"

"Quick! Surround this area! We absolutely cannot let any member of the Night Path escape!"

Dozens of fully armed Magic Council soldiers, led by a captain, quickly sealed off all exits of the building.

Paris and Doronbo followed at the back of the group, panting, looking at the building in front of them with worried expressions.

When Ron flew over on his big bird, he also brought Paris and Doronbo along.

After learning the location of the Dark Guild Nightwalker, Ron immediately sent his men to the Council of Councillors to report the intelligence about the Dark Guild's stronghold and request that the Council send his army to provide support.

"Everyone, prepare for battle! No matter what happens inside, immediately set up defensive magic!"

"receive!"

The soldiers held their magic spears horizontally in front of them in perfect unison, and some of them even broke out in a cold sweat.

The Dark Guild Nightwalker is a fairly well-known dark guild in the surrounding towns.

Even the Council's army must be on high alert when facing a dark guild of this size.

The captain revealed a resolute look in his eyes and drew the long sword from his waist.

"charge!"

The captain took the lead, charging into the entrance that had been magically expanded, with the soldiers following behind him as they slowly advanced.

"The council is enforcing the law; all of you, please refrain from resistance..."

The captain's hand, which was holding the longsword high, froze in mid-air. He stared blankly at the scene before him, a look of astonishment on his face.

He had expected the various magic circles to light up instantly, and the scene of the dark guild's mages fighting back did not appear. Instead, he saw a different kind of tragic scene.

The chairs were shattered, glass shards littered the floor, and the members of the Dark Guild, rendered incapacitated, were almost all unconscious, convulsing uncontrollably.

Even the guild's most famous leader, Kafche, was embedded in the wall and lost consciousness.

"What... what exactly is going on?"

The soldiers behind the captain looked at the ruins of the basement and their eyes were filled with shock.

Paris and Doronbo, who followed behind the group, peeked forward out of curiosity and both gasped in surprise.

Their gaze swept past the sleeping people scattered on the ground and landed directly on the gray-haired boy resting in the corner.

The boy not only appeared to be unharmed, but his clothes were barely sweaty.

Upon hearing the commotion of the Council's army arriving, Ron raised his head, opened his left eye to peek, and then raised the back of his hand to let out a big yawn.

Paris and Doronbo were shocked and swallowed hard.

Although they had known for a long time that Ron was very strong, they felt that he hadn't put in much effort along the way, and that he and Gray had easily dealt with everything together.

Despite facing a dark guild of dozens of mages, he still managed to wipe them all out without sustaining a scratch!

Looking at it now, they realized that their leader's strength had reached a level that was somewhat unfathomable.

"Hey, Captain, good evening."

Ron even stood up and waved casually as if he had met an acquaintance.

After the captain saw Ron's face clearly, he first breathed a sigh of relief, then stared wide-eyed in disbelief for a moment, revealing an even more incredulous expression.

"Ron?! The leader of the Pure White Theater Troupe?!"

"What are you doing here? You did all of this!"

He pointed to the horrific scene in the basement, raising his voice slightly.

Upon hearing this name, the soldiers behind him all lowered their spears and looked at each other in bewilderment.

In Magnolia, everyone knows Ron's name, but he's known for his performances. How could he possibly be here?

Were they kidnapped?

"Yes, I heard they were planning to target Fairy Tail, so I came here beforehand to gather intelligence."

This sentence made the captain pause for a moment and swallow hard.

You wiped them all out the moment you arrived? Is this how you spy on people?!

Ron continued:

"Since you're here, I'll head back now. I'll leave the rest of the mess to you."

Seeing Ron's matter-of-fact attitude, the captain's lips twitched slightly, revealing a complex expression.

He glanced at Kafch, who was stuck in the wall and unconscious, and suddenly recalled the rumors about Ron. Besides being the leader of the Pure White Troupe, he had another identity: a part-time mage in Fairy Tail!

The captain, who was still in shock and confusion, suddenly let out a long sigh.

So he's a mage from the Fairy Tail guild. That makes no surprise.

The captain then waved helplessly to the soldiers behind him and gave the order.

"Alright, stop spacing out."

"Get to work! Cuff everyone here!"