Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

But...who says only those standing in the light are heroes?

Being an unknown, unsung hero is also a wonderful thing.

Emerald, suffering from a fit of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), finally managed to persuade her father, the king, to launch the "Eclipse Project," and her first priority was to recruit powerful mages to participate.

Fairy Tail, the mage guild that defeated the Balam Alliance and seemingly escaped unscathed from the hands of the Black Mage, naturally became the primary target.

However, persuading Makarov was too difficult, and he might even oppose the Eclipse Project, so Emerald turned her attention to the younger Hope.

As for how to proceed with the plan, she has no clue yet. After all, the "Eclipse Project" has just been launched, and she hasn't even figured out the "Gate of Eclipse" yet.

This was the Emerald Princess's ambition, a flawed eclipse plan.

Hope didn't know how to complain.

It's fair to say that girls experiencing chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) are just as bad as boys with the same condition...

Ultimately, Hope refused Princess Emerald's request; she couldn't very well tell her that the four founders of Fairy Tail were actually direct descendants of the Dark Wizard.

However, Hope was somewhat interested in the "Eclipse Gate," which, if all went as expected, should be the magic that sent Natsu and the others to this era 400 years ago.

Chapter 266 A Commission from Another Continent

In the cheerful rhythm of winter, the year X784, which had been full of ups and downs, came to an end.

The year is X785.

Only a month into the new year, the wizarding world was greeted with a major news story: Hope's name appeared on the front page of the Magic Daily, with a bold headline that almost leaped off the page—"The First Page of a New Era: The Youngest 'Ten Wizards' is Born in Fairy Tail!"

The report detailed Hope's legendary achievements last year: sealing Lalabai, defeating Oración Seis, thwarting the Tower of Paradise plan, and making decisive contributions in the fight against the dark forces of the "Baram Alliance".

He won the joint recommendation of three current Ten Wizard Saints: Hyberion, Makarov, and Jura.

In just one year, his strength and achievements skyrocketed at an alarming rate, almost like he had a cheat code. Each and every one of his accomplishments was enough to shock the entire Ishgar magic world.

Headquarters of the Magic Council.

After a series of tedious formalities, Hope, who had been waiting for a long time, finally put on the "Ten" cloak that symbolized the highest honor in the magical world.

The current president of the Freshman Council, Grandoma, personally pinned the Ten Holy Crests on Hope, saying, "I originally thought you were a Fairy Tail mage and that you were also a lawless person, but I didn't expect you to have such a maturity far beyond your years."

Grandomar is a serious and rigid man who values ​​rules. He has never had much affection for guilds like Fairy Tail that cause trouble everywhere.

However, this old man did not bring his personal emotions into his work. While doing his best to maintain order in the magical world, he also took good care of the new generation of mages and the junior members of the council.

Of course, Grandorma's protection doesn't include Fairy Tail, who's always causing trouble...

Overall, aside from being a bit old-fashioned, he's a good person and lives up to the responsibilities of the council chairman.

After the Tenths awarding ceremony, Hope chatted with some of the elderly members of parliament for a while, and then, led by Meester, went to the Council archives.

Congratulations!

Mester, using the name Doranbalt, led the way while jokingly remarking, "Those empty positions for the Ten Wizard Saints have finally been filled with new recruits."

Hope asked with interest, "Judging from your tone, the Holy Ten can't even gather ten people?"

"Of course, the council isn't stupid. It's a title representing Ishgar's highest level of combat power, and they'd rather leave it empty than give it away casually."

Hope nodded. With him as a newcomer, there are only seven Wizards in the Ten Wizard Saints. Even if you include Joseph and Gerald who were removed from the list, there is still one short of the full number.

But this last seat...

Hope suddenly remembered a rumor, "I heard that the Old Council once posthumously conferred a seat among the Ten Wizard Saints in memory of a fallen archmage, is that true?"

“It seems so.” Mester thought for a moment, then said, “That person was a female mage, I think her name was Ulu. It is said that she was originally a candidate for the Ten Wizard Saints, but she died together with the Great Demon.”

"When we issued the arrest warrant for Ulutia some time ago, we discovered that she was actually Ulutia's daughter."

Hope's lips twitched. What a small world. He had just casually asked about the rumors surrounding the Ten Saints, and it had all come up with people he knew.

Passing through layers of guards, Hope, as one of the Ten Wizard Saints, entered the council's database without hindrance.

It's called a database, but it's actually twice the size of the library at Mildian Magic Academy. Ten or twenty minutes isn't even enough time to visit it.

The Magic Council has existed for a long time, and the data and intelligence it has collected can even be traced back to a thousand years ago, which is why Hope came here.

Accepting the Ten Holy Spirits was just a side effect.

Through his search, Hope quickly found the section on records of the gods, but even with the Council's extensive resources, there was only a small bookshelf of information on the gods.

Most of these are still vague and unclear legends.

It has absolutely no practical value.

Hope was somewhat disappointed, but since he was already there, he still used the "ancient documents" to integrate and analyze the information. Surprisingly, he did discover some useful information.

The "God-Slaying Magic" is suspected to originate from the power of the gods themselves, which is basically consistent with Hope's previous analysis.

The other piece of information, however, is quite interesting.

This intelligence report describes how some ancient gods would actively mate with humans, and their human descendants would naturally inherit a portion of the gods' power.

Although this power will be diluted with each generation, it will not disappear completely, after all, it is the genes of the gods.

This reminded Hope of her previous research on "Flame Godslayer - Remnant". Perhaps the Flame Godslayer Mage Zankro of the Demon Heart is a descendant of a god related to fire.

He learned the God-Slaying Magic through his own bloodline, but due to the impurities of his inherited bloodline, Zancro's God-Slaying Magic was incomplete.

To delve deeper into the magic of destroying gods, it seems we must find clues among the descendants of the gods.

But the sea of ​​people is vast...

Hope shook his head. He decided to continue cultivating his invincible 'magnetic field power'. Rather than worrying that Ankhseram would harm the people around him, he might as well train his strength to defeat Him directly.

After scouring the database and collecting a wealth of knowledge and information using the 'Ancient Documents,' Hope finally left satisfied.

Taking advantage of loopholes can be addictive.

Just as Hope was preparing to return to Magnolia, Gulandoma approached him again, "Hope, I wonder if you would be willing to accept the council's commission."

Hope was taken aback. "Huh? Isn't your council an official organization? Does it also issue commissions?"

It's no wonder Hope was surprised. The Magic Council's influence covers the entire continent of Ishgar, and its members number far more than all the current orthodox mage guilds combined. Otherwise, how could it be the guardian of the magical world's order?

Such a powerful force, when faced with troubles it couldn't handle, only needed to summon the orthodox guilds to do the work.

Moreover, the council now has a powerful "Sinners Squad," so in theory there's no need to issue a commission, let alone one for a Wizard of Ten.

Seeing Hope's suspicious expression, Grandomar coughed lightly and explained, "Actually, it wasn't our Ishgar Council that requested this; it was the council of the Northern Continent, Giltina, that came to seek help."

Hope suddenly realized why Gulandoma had found him; it was a diplomatic incident.

However... for a council from another continent to issue a request for assistance, this request must be quite complicated, right?

Chapter 267 News of the Dragon

In the bustling hall of Fairy Tail, apart from Laxus and the Thunder God Clan, the high-ranking members of the guild were gathered around a table, their eyes fixed intently on the commission form issued by the Northern Continent Magic Council.

"So... you took this job?"

Makarov looked at Hope with a helpless expression, because the task was to deal with dragons.

As Mirajane read out the contents of the commission form word by word, it was as if a bombshell had been dropped into the noisy hall. The previously clamorous guild fell silent instantly, followed by an even louder uproar.

"A dragon?! Is it a real dragon?!"

Natsu was the first to jump up, his eyes wide open, flames uncontrollably erupting from his fists. "The Northern Continent, Giltina? Let's set off now, Hope!"

Happy poured cold water on him, "Calm down, Natsu! Remember that liar 'Fire Dragon' who fooled Lucy back then?"

Lucy: You really know how to bring up the very thing you don't want to talk about...

“No, the Council of the Northern Continent wouldn’t make a mistake on something like this,” Erza said confidently.

Kana silently drank her wine without saying a word.

Gray, unusually, didn't contradict Natsu. He looked at the request form with a furrowed brow and asked in confusion, "Dragons have been extinct for over 400 years, so why are they reappearing in this era?"

That's why Hope accepted the commission.

Although dragons were the pinnacle of magical creatures in terms of combat power, they were wiped out by Acnologia long ago. So where did the dragons of the Northern Continent come from?

Or perhaps... the extinction of the dragon race was limited to the continent of Ishgar. Acnologia did not pursue the dragons that fled to other places.

In any case, the Northern Continent is worth a visit.

Seeing that Hope had made a decision, Gildarts, who had remained silent until now, suddenly sighed, "Actually, the century-long mission I took on was also to deal with the dragons of the Northern Continent."

Everyone was shocked again; even that mysterious century-old quest was related to dragons...

Doesn't that mean the dragons of the Northern Continent are very powerful, and that they are all monsters who have lived for at least a hundred years, to the point that the Northern Continent has been helpless for a hundred years and has even had to ask Ishgar for help?

Unlike the serious expressions of the others, Natsu and Gajeel were overjoyed after Gildarts finished speaking.

As is well known, the original purpose of "Dragon Slayer Magic" was to fight against evil dragons.

And isn't the Northern Continent, now ravaged by evil dragons, the perfect stage for these Dragon Slayer Mages to shine?

"Let's form a Dragon Slayer Mage Team!"

Natsu excitedly exclaimed, "I'm the captain, the Red Warrior! Hope and Erza are the White Warriors! Laxus is the Yellow Warrior! Wendy is the Blue Warrior! Gajeel is the additional Black Warrior! And Hope's Freedom Gundam can..."

"Wait a minute!"

Gajeel objected, "Why should you be the captain? It should be me!"

Everyone stared at the two who were suddenly arguing over a non-existent dragon-slaying team, and couldn't help but facepalm.

There are no Dragon Slayers, but there are two goofballs.

Hope, oblivious to what was happening off the field, noticed a detail that had almost been overlooked: "Did you guys notice a problem with what Gildarts said?"

"He accepted the century-long mission three years ago, but three years later, the Gildarts are still on the continent of Ishgar, and they even have time to go to the Spirit Peak Mountains..."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Gildarts.

This drunkard uncle... could it be that he's using the century-long mission as an excuse to openly roam around outside, all so he won't become Makarov's successor?

Although Gildarts doesn't seem like that kind of person, before Cana acknowledged him as her relative, who would have known that this guy was a playboy who had dated many women?

You can know a person's face but not their heart...

For a moment, everyone's gaze became strange, and even Natsu, who had always admired Gildarts, looked at him with some hesitation.