Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Scarface ignored him and reached out to grab the key, just as his fingers were about to touch it.

A hand reached out from the side and grabbed Scarface's wrist.

"Enough is enough."

Hope's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Scarface was taken aback and turned to look at the young man who had suddenly appeared. He sized Hope up and down, noticing that the man was dressed plainly and had no magical energy fluctuations, and immediately sneered.

"Kid, mind your own business. Do you know who we are? We're from the Wind Spirits' Labyrinth. If you don't want trouble, get lost."

"The labyrinth of the wind spirits?" Hope repeated the name, her expression unchanged. "Then you guys are really powerful, bullying children like this."

Scarface's face darkened. "Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

"Looking for trouble?" Hope tilted her head and laughed. "I just think it's a bit much for a group of adults to bully three children."

"What the hell is it to you!"

Scarface tried to shake off Hope's hand, but found that the other's hand was as immovable as an iron clamp. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately gathered magic power in his other hand and punched Hope in the face.

Hope didn't even lift an eyelid.

The fist stopped an inch from his face.

It wasn't that Hope did anything wrong; Scarface stopped on his own because he felt the almost tangible pressure of magic emanating from Hope.

Scarface's pupils suddenly contracted.

He is a mage, and although he is not particularly strong, he still has basic perception abilities. After all, the most important thing for a treasure hunter is sharp eyesight.

The magic emanating from this young man was unfathomable, like an abyss with no end in sight.

The strongest mage he had ever seen in his life was probably only the guild master of "Wind Spirit's Labyrinth," but even the guild master had never given him the feeling that his mere aura made him want to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Wow! That's an expert!

"Run! Run!"

Seeing their boss's expression, the group of thugs knew they had run into a tough guy they couldn't mess with, so they immediately abandoned Scarface and scattered like birds and beasts, showing absolutely no sense of brotherhood.

However, Scarface didn't notice that. His voice began to tremble, "It was my fault, it was my fault for being blinded by greed. Please... please, sir, let me go this time... just like a fart."

Hope didn't answer, but simply released his hand and gently patted Scarface's shoulder. The force wasn't strong, but it made the other man feel three points shorter.

Don't get me wrong, Scarface's legs just went weak.

However, the next second, Hope grabbed his collar and hurled the scarred man like a javelin into the sky outside the city.

In the blink of an eye, this bully, who relied on his power to bully others and even stole children's hard-earned money, turned into a tiny black dot and disappeared completely into the sky.

As for what will happen to him in the end?

It will probably disintegrate in mid-air because it can't withstand the high-speed friction of the air.

Hope turned around and looked at the three still-shaken children.

The two boys had barely managed to stand up, standing on either side of the white-haired girl. Although their legs were trembling, their eyes still held that stubborn determination.

The blond boy looked at him warily. "Who are you? Why are you helping us?"

"They're quite wary," Hope couldn't help but laugh, realizing that he was also being treated as someone eyeing the golden key in the girl's hand; otherwise, why wouldn't he have hesitated to make a move at the beginning?

"Relax, I'm not a bad person."

The blond boy was about to say something when the black-haired boy grabbed him. "Sting, he's really not a bad guy, he's Hope! Hope from Fairy Tail!"

The blond boy named Sting's eyes lit up. "Really? Roger?"

The black-haired boy nodded. "There's absolutely no mistake. When I was working odd jobs for Phantom Lord, I saw him and a Fairy Tail mage beat up the Phantom Lords."

The little girl, Yukino, also came to her senses. "Does that mean... the big brother who helped us is the one who recently ascended to the position of Wizarding Wizard, the Emperor of Hope?!"

Sting rolled over, pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, and looked at Hope with admiration.

Hope was all set to sign autographs for the little fan, but Sting abruptly changed the subject, "Your Majesty, I'm a fan of Natsugo. Could you please help me get his autograph?"

Hope was immediately embarrassed.

Na, Naz? ???

I finally managed to show off in front of others, and you made me lose so completely...

Blanch!

I've decided. When I get back, I'll find an excuse to beat Natsu up!

Chapter 369 Their Dragon

Sting's words were like a blow to the head, shattering the image of a master that Hope had painstakingly cultivated.

The surrounding air fell silent for a fleeting moment.

Roger wanted to cover Sting's mouth, and Yukino's face turned bright red. Sting, their savior, was now being humiliated...

Sting is such an idiot!

However, the instigator, Little Yellow Sting, was completely unaware that his words had made Hope a little embarrassed, and that she was looking at him expectantly with bright, sparkling eyes.

Hope was silent for two seconds.

Take a deep breath.

Forget it, I won't stoop to the level of a child.

"Okay, I'll get you one later." He took the autographed paper and put it in his pocket, then squatted down and looked the three children in the eye. "What are your names? What are you doing here performing for money?"

"My name is Sting Eucliffe!" The blond boy puffed out his chest, his earlier admiration still lingering. "I will surpass Natsume and become the strongest Dragon Slayer!"

Looking at the boastful blond-haired kid, Hope tried hard not to laugh out loud. Whether he could surpass Natsu in strength was unknown, but this kid was just as inexplicably confident as his idol.

After all, they are just kids; they should still have innocent dreams.

“Roger Cheney,” the dark-haired boy said briefly, his expression much more composed than the lively Sting.

The white-haired girl gave a sensible bow: "My name is Yukino Aguria. Thank you so much for what happened before. I hope Your Majesty..."

"You're welcome. And please don't call me 'sir.' If you don't mind, just call me 'brother.'"

Hope glanced at the loose change and juggling props scattered on the ground by the thugs. "You three make money by performing on the street? Two Dragon Slayer Mages and one Celestial Spirit Mage, don't you have a guild to take you in?"

Rogge lowered his head. "We're orphans. Small guilds don't want kids like us with unknown origins, and those big guilds... they're the best at bullying the weak..."

"Oh dear! Roger, you're saying such discouraging things again!"

Sting gently nudged his friend, while Yukino, fearing Hope might misunderstand, quickly explained, "Hope... Brother, Rogue didn't mean to slander your guild, he just..."

"I see."

Hope laughed. "He was just scared by those Phantom Lords."

Hope wasn't deaf. Remembering what Rogue had said about working odd jobs for the Phantom Lords, he immediately understood why the kid was so resistant to the major guilds.

Who told him to be the Ghost Ruler?

Believing in the law of the jungle, where the strong can order around and bully the weak at will, this is a dark guild disguised as a legitimate guild.

He glanced at the sky; it was already late. He had originally come to investigate the Gate of the Eclipse, but unexpectedly stumbled upon this matter first.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to something to eat."

The three children were stunned at the same time.

Hope smiled and turned to walk toward a decent-looking restaurant around the square. "You guys had a fight just now, you must be hungry, right? It's fate that we met, I'll treat you to a big meal."

Sting was the first to react, his eyes lighting up. "Great! Thank you, Hope!"

This kid's outgoing personality is just like his idol's...

Seeing their friend happily following Hope around like a shadow, Roger and Yukino exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, and then jogged after him.

The restaurant wasn't big, but it was clean and tidy, and the food was pretty good too.

Hope ordered a table full of dishes. Sting and Roger were initially reserved, but they couldn't resist the temptation of the food and started wolfing it down.

Yukino blushed slightly and explained awkwardly, "Hope-nii, please don't mind them. They haven't had a decent meal in a long time."

Since the money earned from street performances was not much, it was not enough to feed the three children who were still growing, so Sting and Roger simply gave their food to Yukino.

Sting knows the "White Dragon Slayer" magic, while Rogue is a Shadow Dragon Slayer mage. One can absorb white light, and the other can absorb corresponding energy from the shadows.

This is how these two children usually get through it.

Hope also learned from Yukino why Rogue used to work as a handyman in "Phantom Lords," and to be honest, the reason was a bit hard for Hope to understand.

Sting is a fan of celebrities; his idol is Natsu.

Rogue is an even more skilled fighter, and he also has a mage idol he admires, a person named Gajeel...

Of the two children, Sting seems more lively and outgoing, but when it comes to idol worship, Roger has already left his good friend far behind.

This kid actually joined the Phantom Lords just to chase after his idol.

Of course, given Rogue's age, those blind fools from Spectre would never allow such a little kid to join the guild. Joseph should be able to see his talent, but the guild master isn't so easy to meet.

Do they really think everyone is Makarov?

So, after being turned away, Little Rogue took another approach and successfully entered the Spectre Dominator's ranks as a menial servant.

However, the Phantom Lord's strong-willed style really taught young Rogue a lesson, as he was young and powerless, and was bossed around without any dignity.

Even his idol, Gajeel, couldn't help but be stained with the colors of the Phantom Lord, always wearing a fierce and menacing expression.

After being bullied so much, Roger's mindset changed.

Although I still admire Gajeel, fear now takes over more of my heart.

Hope could understand that Gajeel during his Ghost Revenge era was influenced by Joseph, who was his benefactor. In order to please Joseph, he was inevitably influenced by his nature and became a completely arrogant and irritable old man.

An idol is someone who'll hit you on the head with an iron rod at the drop of a hat; it's no wonder that young Roger would be traumatized by such an idol.

Even though he was terrified, the child still held a place in his heart for Gajeel, which surprised Hope.

This is what you call a brainless fan.

Hope looked at the two little boys who had been eating without saying a word. Before he and Yukino had even touched their chopsticks, the plates on the table were already empty.