Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

"Just pay the money, why ask for the name?"

The old man's answer was obvious to Hope, but before Hope could complain, he continued, "Your companion's magic is very strong, even stronger than Makarov's, otherwise he wouldn't have survived to be rescued from Silver Creek."

"You still recognize our president?"

"Of course, we have a close relationship."

The old man recalled, "Seven years ago, Makarov came to me personally to buy a top-quality magical prosthetic eye, saying he wanted to give it to a strong child."

So that's how Erza got her magical prosthetic eye in her right eye. Hope thought it was all Porlyusica's doing.

That makes sense. Given that old woman's arrogant personality and her apparent dislike of humans, she certainly wouldn't run errands herself. Plus, the magical prosthetic limbs are expensive, so in the end, it still fell to Makarov.

Just then, Hope sensed a powerful magical force and immediately followed in that direction, leaving an old man standing there, not having reacted yet.

Under a tree not far outside the town, Hope met the middle-aged man with orange hair.

At this moment, the bandages wrapped around his body were stained with large patches of blood, and blood was also seeping out from the connection between his left arm and left leg, which were two magical prosthetic limbs.

The pain in his body made the man sweat profusely, but he drank his wine in large gulps as if nothing was wrong.

What a reckless drunkard! Compared to him, even Kana seems like a normal person.

As Hope was internally ranting, the middle-aged man noticed him and waved his bottle at him, "Hey~ young man, want a drink too?"

Hope did not respond to the man's invitation, but instead stepped forward and revealed her guild crest.

"So you're a member of our guild too."

"What a coincidence! I've been doing quests for three years now, and I don't even know any of my new guildmates. We have to have a drink to celebrate our meeting."

"Hahahaha-"

Looking at the middle-aged man who was still laughing heartily despite his serious injuries, Hope, who vaguely guessed his identity, didn't know whether to admire him or call him an idiot.

In terms of quirky thought processes and optimism, Natsu and this person are quite similar, after all, Natsu also admires this person.

Just then, Hope sensed that Ivan, who had been imprisoned in the magic card in his pocket, had awakened. Before he could do anything, Ivan's terrified voice rang out.

"This familiar magic... Gildarts!"

"You old bastard actually sent you along to catch me?!"

Chapter 173 Gildarts

Hearing Ivan's terrified voice, Hope and the orange-haired man under the tree were both startled.

Hope understood immediately; it seemed his guess was correct. The heavily injured "drunkard" before him was the only one of the guild's five S-rank mages he had never seen before.

—Kildas Clive.

Although he is not well-known in the magic world due to his low-key style, in the eyes of his own guild members, he is the undisputed strongest mage in Fairy Tail.

Hope had overheard Macao and Vakaba mention that Makarov had actually wanted Gildarts to succeed him for a long time, but the guy yearned for freedom and adventure and always found an excuse to run away.

After his initial surprise, Gildarts' nonchalant expression vanished instantly.

His gaze swept over the guild emblem on the young man's arm, then fixed on the magic card Hope had taken out.

Although he could only see the back of the card, he was certain that Ivan's voice was coming from that card.

“Ivan…”

Gildarts's voice was low and unreadable, revealing little emotion.

But those who know him well know that he is always amiable and kind to people, except for one person he dislikes: the son of his own guild leader.

"You caught him?"

Gildarts looked at Hope, shaking the half-empty bottle of wine. "A newcomer? I've never seen you before."

Hope sat down opposite Gildarts without hesitation, waving the card in her hand. "My name is Hope. I just joined the guild not long ago. The guild leader asked me to take Ivan back with me."

"Has the old man finally decided to deal with this trouble...?"

Gildarts took a swig of wine, which aggravated his internal injuries, causing him to cough a few times. The blood on his bandages faded a bit more, but he didn't care. "Ivan knows a lot of information about the guild. If we continue to let him out there, he'll only become a menace sooner or later. What does the guild master plan to do with him?"

"I'm not sure, but I think we might erase some of his memories first. Including me, the guild now has three mages who can do this."

Wow, that's impressive.

Gildarts carefully examined Hope. This young man hadn't been in the guild for long, yet he had been sent by Makarov to capture Ivan. He seemed to be a trustworthy ally.

Ivan, inside the card, overheard the two's oblivious conversation, especially Hope's calm tone about erasing his memories. He was terrified and hurriedly shouted:

"Wait! Gildarts! And Hope! Listen to me!"

"The old man... no, it's the secret Father hid that not only possesses immense power, but it's also related to the guild..."

"Shut up, Ivan."

Gildarts coldly interrupted him, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust. "Your words are not worth believing, not even a single punctuation mark. The old man was already being merciful to you by simply kicking you out of the guild."

Hope knocked Ivan unconscious again, looking at Gildarts's shocking injuries, especially the magical prosthetic joints that were connected to his flesh.

"I'll help with the treatment, so don't move."

Gildarts scratched his head. "You can do healing magic?"

“There’s a cute little girl in the guild who can do it, so I can too.” Hope placed his palm on Gildarts’s bloodied abdomen, and Wendy’s healing magic ‘Sky’ appeared in his hand.

As he began treatment, he couldn't help but ask, "Your injuries are very serious. I heard from that old doctor that he rescued you in Silver Creek. What exactly happened?"

Gildarts, hailed as the strongest member of Fairy Tail, undoubtedly surpasses Makarov, one of the "Ten Wizard Saints," in strength.

In Hope's perception, even with his injuries so severe, Gildarts's powerful magic still surpassed that of Makarov, and even that of another "Ten Wizards" he knew, Hyberion, the second-ranked Wizard.

On the continent of Ishgar, the only mage who is openly stronger than Hyberion is the legendary "Number One of the Ten Wizard Saints," Serena, who is known as the "God."

In other words, Gildarts' strength is absolutely top-notch on this continent, literally speaking.

Despite possessing such strength, he had lost one arm and one leg, and his internal organs were severely damaged. If he hadn't encountered that old doctor, he would likely be in grave danger.

Gildarts remained silent for a moment upon hearing this.

He tilted his head back and drank the last bit of wine in the bottle, then casually tossed the empty bottle aside. A complex emotion crossed his face, with a fleeting hint of frustration.

"I'm currently undertaking the 'Centennial Quest' and near Lingfeng Zhuoni'a... I've encountered a dragon."

Gildarts pointed to his left arm and left leg. "I just had a brief encounter with it... and then this happened. I'm lucky to be alive."

Hope frowned. "You didn't encounter a black dragon, did you?"

"You've seen it before?"

Hope shook her head at Gildarts's surprised gaze, but was already certain that the drunken old man in front of her had encountered the big boss of this world.

Hope knew about the Black Dragon because it was one of the few characters in Fairy Tail that left a deep impression on him, a casual viewer.

In this magical world, black dragons not only possess immunity to magic, but also have racial stats that completely overwhelm humans, making them incredibly overpowered.

If it weren't for the plot twist at the end where Black Dragon separated his spirit from his body, Hope wouldn't know what Natsu and his team could have won in the original story.

Gildarts only lost one hand and one foot when faced with such a super boss, which was due to both good luck and his own strength.

After about ten minutes of treatment, and amidst casual conversation, Hope completely repaired Gildarts' internal organ injuries.

"Thank you so much, Hope."

Gildarts stood up and jumped around a couple of times, looking delighted.

He knew very well how serious his previous injuries were. His severed left arm and left leg could be replaced with magical prosthetics. With the world's advanced magical industry, there was actually no need to worry too much.

However, severely damaged internal organs can affect performance in battle and make it difficult for Gildarts to improve his strength.

Now that Hope has repaired his internal injuries, how could Gildarts not be happy?

Watching Gildarts celebrate with two bottles of wine, Hope thought that Wendy's "Sky" magic was really outrageous; it could even heal injuries of this severity. It was just a pity that it didn't have the ability to regenerate severed limbs.

However, the magnetic field power is...

Hope stroked his chin, and finally gave up on the idea of ​​using magnetic field power to restore Gildarts's hands and feet here.

Chapter 174: The matter of my companion needing to change lanes throughout the city to return to the city.

The "magnetic field power" has an outrageous ability—"cell regeneration." As long as the brain or heart is not damaged, the body can be restored through cell regeneration, and it can also be used to heal others.

However, using "cell recombination" at low horsepower will consume a lot of power. Since unlocking the magnetic field power, Hope has only been able to increase the power to 7 horsepower.

So he planned to restore Gildarts's limbs after returning to the guild.

The power of a magnetic field does not come naturally; it requires the individual's willpower to drive it.

Hope had been living too comfortably lately, to the point that she had become somewhat complacent and forgotten that there was a wild big boss roaming around in this world.

Once I get back, I should put in the effort.

Hope estimated that 15 horsepower of magnetic field should be enough to easily defeat the Black Dragon.

Hope and Gildarts discussed it, and Gildarts was naturally pleased to hear that this young man actually had the ability to restore his severed limbs.

For him, no matter how useful the magical prosthetic limbs were, they were ultimately no match for his original hands and feet.

Back at the clinic, the old doctor gave Gildarts a severe dressing-down. He was about to retire, yet he had treated a patient who insisted on drinking even with severe injuries. He was exhausted.

It took Gildarts a lot of smiling and flattery to finally appease the old doctor.

After a thorough examination, and once it was confirmed that Gildarts' internal organs had recovered, the old doctor allowed him to leave.

Hearing the long list of treatment costs, Hope could only sigh inwardly, "Doctors in this world really make money fast."

The train on its return journey swayed rhythmically on the tracks.

Hope and Gildarts sat facing each other in the box, with several empty bottles scattered on the table between them—all of Gildarts's spoils.

Hearing Hope mention what had happened recently within the guild, Gildarts opened another bottle of wine, took a big gulp, and exclaimed, "I never expected that Laxus would almost start a civil war."

Hope watched the scenery rushing past the window, her fingers rhythmically tapping the magic card containing Ivan. "In the end, you can't entirely blame Laxus. Who told him to have such a father?"

"Hahahaha, that's right."

Gildarts chuckled. "If I have children, I'll definitely be a good father, and I'll never be a bastard like Ivan..."

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