Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Upon hearing the address, the female shop owner's eyes widened even more, but this time she wisely refrained from asking further questions, simply nodding repeatedly, "Understood, understood, will definitely be delivered on time!"

As they left the clothing store, Hope carried two boxes of milk in one hand, while Erza linked arms with her other arm.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two figures. On the bustling streets of Florasia, the two shadows walked side by side, sometimes overlapping, sometimes separating, but never parting.

Chapter 407 How magnificent!

In the heart of Florasia City stands an ultra-luxurious manor.

It's more like a small palace than a manor.

The towering wrought iron gate is carved with intricate vine patterns, and each of the gateposts is topped with a giant dragon sculpture with outstretched wings, which gleams with a dark golden luster in the setting sun.

The wall stretches inward, seemingly endless, its top covered in deep green ivy, interspersed with a few unidentified white wildflowers. Through the cracks in the wrought-iron gate, one can see a neatly manicured lawn, well-arranged shrubs, and an elegantly designed fountain.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the manor in a warm golden light.

Hope and Erza stopped in front of the gate.

Just then, someone in the manor was about to go out.

It was a girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black bodysuit, a crescent-shaped headdress, and dark blue hair styled into buns on either side of her face.

海涅

Hope could tell at a glance that this girl was no ordinary person; her magic was thick and solid, clearly having undergone countless trials.

After a quick mental calculation, Hope came to a conclusion.

The girl in the tight-fitting clothes in front of me could easily take on five Lucys.

Lucy: Why me again?

The girl's gaze fell directly on Hope, her brows furrowing slightly. Her voice was as cold as she was, "I am Lady Eileen's personal maid. Who are you? What are you doing here?"

“We are here to visit Lady Eileen,” Hope said politely.

The maid's gaze swept over him, lingering for a couple of seconds before she said expressionlessly, "Did you make an appointment through the government affairs office?"

“No,” Hope said truthfully. “We came all the way from Ishgar to talk to Irene in person about some things.”

Given Eileen's status in the Alvarez Empire, she is not someone anyone can meet casually. To visit her, one must make an appointment in advance through the Florasian Government Office.

Of course, despite making an appointment, Eileen has always been too lazy to meet with him.

Hope, of course, did not have that.

"Without an appointment, Lady Eileen will not see guests."

The maid's cold tone left no room for negotiation, as if stating an unalterable fact.

Hope wasn't surprised; he nodded understandingly, and then...

He made Erza, who was behind Seven, appear in the background.

"Take a look at her first, then decide whether or not to report it."

The maid's gaze fell on Erza's face, and her cold eyes suddenly widened.

Long, crimson hair, amber eyes, exquisitely beautiful features, and that face...

The maid's expression finally changed.

She glanced at Erza, then at the direction of the manor, her lips parting slightly before closing again, as if she had seen something incredible.

"Lady Eileen? No, wait..."

The maid shook her head, her gaze sharpening as she looked at Erza. "Something's off about you. Lady Irene isn't like this, and besides..."

Her gaze shifted downwards, settling on a delicate spot on the woman's chest, and she said with certainty, "Lady Eileen's... is older than yours."

Erza's face flushed red instantly.

Hope almost burst out laughing, but managed to hold it in.

As expected of Eileen's personal maid, she even noticed such details.

"In short, you are not Lady Eileen." The maid withdrew her gaze, her voice returning to its cold tone. "Impersonating a high-ranking official of the Empire—do you know what kind of crime that is?"

Before she finished speaking, she flicked her wrist, and a flash of silver light appeared.

Several slender black ribbons flew out from her sleeves, slithering through the air like serpents, instantly weaving into an impenetrable net that enveloped Erza.

"Ribbon Magic".

This is an uncommon form of magic, but it requires an extremely high level of control over magical power.

The maid's magic ribbons are both strong and agile, each infused with just the right amount of magic to bind opponents without harming their lives.

Clearly, she only wanted to teach the "imposter" a lesson and did not intend to kill him.

Erza's eyes sharpened instantly. She wasn't one to take the hit willingly. Her right hand instinctively rose, and the Seven Dragon Slayers: Greedy Wolf Blade was delivered to her from the costume change space.

A flash of light.

The overwhelming magical ribbons were instantly cleaved into magical particles.

The maid frowned, clearly not expecting Erza to be so skilled, and then attacked again, sending a large number of magical ribbons sweeping towards Erza from various angles.

Hope gently blew a breath before Erza could strike.

All the ribbons seemed to be fixed in place by something, hanging motionless in mid-air.

The bodysuit-clad maid's pupils contracted slightly. Before she could react, the magic ribbons began to roll back, flying back to her sleeves at an even faster speed than when she had made her move, and neatly stored away.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"Ribbon magic?! You actually..."

The maid was surprised that Hope had used the same magic as her. Before she could finish speaking, a hand reached out from behind her and gently pressed on her shoulder.

"Heine, stop."

The voice was soft and sweet, like cotton candy landing on the tip of the tongue.

Hope looked in the direction of the sound and saw another girl walking out from the inside of the manor gate.

She wore a white dress, and her bright orange long hair was tied into pigtails with slightly curled ends. She hopped and skipped as she walked, like a cheerful little rabbit. The girl had a touch of baby fat on her cheeks, and when she smiled, she revealed two small tiger teeth, giving her a friendly, girl-next-door vibe.

Juliet

Standing next to that cold-faced maid named Heine, it was like a contrast between ice and fire.

Juliet?

Heine turned his head, his brows furrowing even more deeply. "What are you doing? These two are impersonating Lady Irene..."

Juliet walked forward with a smile and gave Hope and Erza a slight bow. "Please follow me, ladies."

“Juliet!” Heine’s voice rose a half octave. “Are you insane? How dare you let them in without Lady Irene’s permission?”

“It’s Lady Irene’s idea.” Juliet turned her head and looked at her companion with a smile.

Heine opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately kept it closed.

Since it was the master's decision, she naturally wouldn't say anything more.

Just before leaving, she glanced at Erza one last time, her eyes filled with confusion and contemplation.

Perhaps she was also wondering why her master would be willing to meet a stranger who looked exactly like her.

Heine and Juliet walked ahead, one on each side, at a moderate pace, maintaining just the right distance.

Passing through the gate, there is a path paved with light gray flagstones, with neatly trimmed low shrubs planted on both sides. Every few steps there is a rustic street lamp, its light soft and warm.

Further ahead, there is a charming little garden.

The garden is not large, but every detail shows care and attention.

In the corner stood a white swing, its ropes entwined with vines, swaying gently in the breeze.

Several rose bushes were in full bloom, their petals still glistening with dewdrops. A faint floral fragrance filled the air, mingling with the aroma of food wafting from afar, creating an unexpectedly pleasant scent.

A cobblestone path meanders through the garden, leading to the entrance of the main building, a dark brown oak door with a gleaming brass knocker that reflects the dim light.

Juliet pushed open the door and stepped aside.

"Please come in, ladies. Lady Eileen is waiting for you inside."

Behind the door is a spacious living room.

It's less of a living room and more of a small reception room, decorated with great sophistication.

Several landscape oil paintings hung on the wall, framed in exquisite carved wooden frames. A set of white porcelain teaware sat on a dark solid wood coffee table, with steam rising from the cups, indicating that the tea had just been brewed.

A recliner was placed by the window, covered with a soft rug, which blended perfectly with the color scheme of the room.

And the person sitting gracefully across the coffee table, holding a teacup in her delicate hands and gently blowing on it, was none other than Erin Belserion.

When Hope saw her mother-in-law's revealing clothes that clung to her enviable figure, only one thought came to her mind.

Wow!

How magnificent!

Chapter 408 Reunion Like Frost

Eileen sat there.

A large magic wand, about two meters long and shaped like a deer antler, rested quietly against the sofa, with a pair of black gloves draped over it.

She wore a uniquely shaped black velvet hat with an exaggerated brim that exceeded her shoulder width, casting a shadow.

In the shadows, her long, cascading crimson hair was meticulously braided into four thick braids, hanging obediently in front of her. The hairstyle, which was originally innocent, was transformed by the black cloak, giving it a sophisticated and stylish feel.

When Eileen first appeared, her first impression on Hope could be summed up in one word—"grand." This was not a superficial description, but rather a powerful feeling about her aura and charm.

As for where it's big, that's a matter of self-awareness for an adult.

Perhaps influenced by the culture of the Western Continent, Eileen is completely uninhibited in displaying her sexiness.

Wearing only a black bodysuit on her upper body, she was bold and sexy. The close-fitting clothes tightly wrapped around her full breasts, and the scenery of the Southern Hemisphere was so stunning that it was overwhelming even from a distance.

Irene