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

"Cough cough cough, what did you say? You sealed Deliora?!"

Makarov didn't even bother wiping the beer from his mouth; his eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets.

Marcao was stunned and didn't even notice that his head was already soaked with beer.

The once noisy guild hall turned around the moment Deliora's name was heard, revealing expressions of astonishment.

Deliora? That immortal demon from Zeref's books? That calamity that destroyed countless towns in the Northern Continent?!

Uru, Gray, and Leo, who had witnessed it all, all looked as if they had seen it all before, and their emotions didn't fluctuate much.

They just looked at the shocked crowd with curiosity, wondering why there was such a big reaction.

Gildarts, who had heard about this, was suppressing a laugh. He hadn't expected that everyone in the guild would have the same reaction as he had when he first heard about it. It was worth coming back this time.

"Yes, strictly speaking, it was Uru and I who sealed it together."

Ron leisurely sipped his juice and then explained to Makarov.

Uru scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and replied:

"No, I was just assisting from the sidelines. In the end, it was Ron who sealed him away himself."

Gray and Leo nodded in agreement, quickly echoing:

"That's right, we were there. We saw Ron freeze Deliora and then seal him with a magical artifact."

"Yes, a lot of things happened when we came back, and Ron solved most of them."

After receiving their certification, Chairman Makarov gasped.

Hey kid, weren't you going to do some research and then raid the Icefield Wolves?

How come you ended up taking care of Deliora while doing some research?!

Although the Deliora mission is classified as S-rank, only Makarov has heard some inside information. Many mages are helpless against Deliora, and it may be classified as a ten-year mission in a few years.

This also means that the difficulty of this demon mission exceeds that of a typical S-rank mission. How could Ron have raised his strength to S-rank so quickly?!

Makarov jumped onto the bar and quickly moved closer to Ron.

"Hey kid, what else have you been up to on this journey?"

Ron waved at Makarov and gave a long yawn.

"No, I still need to go to the theater company to see how they're doing."

"President, you should ask Uru and Gray about these things."

Taking this opportunity, Ron turned around and hurried toward the guild gate.

"Hey, Ron, why are you leaving after saying that? Stay here!"

Ron walked away nonchalantly without looking back, which made Makarov so angry that he stomped his feet and waved his arms while shouting at the bar.

Makarov then turned around, his eyes keenly spotting Kirdas, who was about to slip out the window, and pointed at him, warning him.

"Stop right there! You must know something, right?"

Gildarts scratched his head and laughed loudly:

"Haha, I'm just going out for a stroll."

"If there's anything you're interested in, just chat with the newbie. I'll be back later."

After saying that, Gildarts stepped through the window and hurriedly fled the guild hall.

Makarov rolled his eyes. He must have gone to find a woman to sneak away so quickly.

None of them are reliable, and I don't even know who they learned from.

"Hmph, the newcomers are much better. I should talk to them more from now on..."

"Grey, Leo, stop taking your clothes off."

"Huh?!" "Huh?!"

Makarov turned around and saw two—no, four—unidentified objects, and a complex expression appeared on his face.

You two are the same age as Ron, but while Ron likes to wear whatever he wants, you two just don't wear anything at all.

Could this peculiar virus be contagious and mutate?

Ron had barely left when Gildarts's shouts came from behind him, and he chased after him.

Gildarts reached out and put his arm around Ron's shoulder.

"You little rascal, you almost made me have to tell the old man a story there. I don't think I'd be out for two or three hours."

Ron let Gildarts embrace him, gave up resisting, and looked up at the sky.

"I have so many things to do, how could I possibly have time to explain these things to the chairman? Of course I have to run away quickly."

Gildarts ruffled Ron's hair, which only made his smile widen.

"Not bad, not bad. Makarov would probably be pleased to hear what you've been up to along the way."

Your reluctance to cause trouble is exactly like mine; the guild will be counting on you from now on.

With that, Gildarts took the lead, waving goodbye to Ron before leaving.

Before setting off, Ron turned around and glanced around.

He shook his head helplessly and turned to walk in another direction.

Shortly after the two left, Kana came running out breathlessly from a nearby alleyway.

She held the tarot cards in her hand, which had predicted Gildarts' return today, but she only caught a glimpse of him and Ron from afar, their backs linked, and didn't have time to stop them.

"Am I too late again?"

She bit her lower lip, her eyes revealing her unwillingness.

She ran over as fast as she could after calculating the result, but she still missed the chance to meet Gildarts.

She then sighed silently, and walked back to the guild hall with her head down.

Meanwhile, at the Magic Council branch in the town of Magnolia.

In an office, the captain was sitting at his desk, flipping through the documents in his hands.

Across from the office, Paris and Doronbo had their handcuffs removed, but facing their captain, they sat upright, their expressions somewhat uneasy.

The captain raised his head and his gaze fell on Doronbo.

"Doronbo, most of the items you stole have been returned to their rightful owners."

The remaining part will depend on the report submitted by the council branch in your town, after which we will make a decision.

Seeing that Doronbo's face was growing paler and paler, the captain comforted him:

"Don't worry too much. Given that you turned yourself in and showed a good attitude in admitting your mistakes, you won't stay in jail for too long if the amount involved isn't high."

Upon hearing this, Doronbo's complexion returned to normal, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Captain and Council, for your leniency."

The captain nodded, then turned his gaze to Paris, who was standing to the side.

"As for you, Paris..."

"Yes."

Paris bit his lower lip, mentally preparing himself for the captain to pronounce his guilt.

"We interrogated Kafche, and he confessed everything about you. You were indeed one of them, and you did become an undercover agent... but..."

The captain then changed the subject and continued:

"We have uncovered some inside information about the Dark Night Path Guild. Given that you were forced to join their guild and become an undercover agent because your life was threatened, we have found some inside information about the Dark Night Path Guild.

Therefore, the council has decided not to detain you and to release you without charge.