Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Magic, swordsmanship...

As expected of Erza's mother, their fighting style is exactly the same as their appearance, even without using "Enhanced Techniques".

Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike, Hope did not retreat.

Since his mother-in-law is testing him like this, he should retaliate in the same way!

Hope flipped his right hand, conjuring an ice-blue longsword that radiated a chilling aura out of thin air, while behind him, the Hellish Phantom, two sharp longswords, extended from his palm.

"Commander, let's go!"

"Well."

Hope channeled all her power, replacing magnetic field power with magic, and together with the hellish phantom beside her, unleashed the signature move of the Hell Lord.

Hell's Path! Hell's Sword!

Hope's magic power is actually inferior to that of veteran powerhouses like Eileen, but he is not fighting alone at this moment.

The essence of "Hellish War God" is to create a phantom with the same strength as itself out of thin air, so Eileen is also facing a hellish phantom with the same magic power as Hope.

Sword tip to sword tip.

But with three against one, the advantage is on my side!

The overwhelming crimson light seemed to be frozen in mid-air, unable to press forward even an inch.

With her longsword cleaved in two by the Hellish Phantom, Eileen's pupils constricted sharply as she watched Hope hover less than an inch in front of her as they clashed.

She hadn't actually used her full strength just now. After all, he was the man her daughter loved. Let alone killing Hope, even injuring this kid would make Eileen afraid her daughter would be angry with her.

Eileen was prepared to back down at the last minute.

But she never expected that her sword strike, which she had used seventy percent of her strength, would be so easily broken.

Although her true power can only be fully unleashed in dragon form, but...

A loss is a loss.

"Mother-in-law," Hope said, dismantling the ice sword she had created with her ice magic, and smiling at Eileen, "Does this mean I've passed the test?"

"A question you already know the answer to."

Eileen's lips curled in displeasure, but her expression had already softened. She had to admit that Erza's eye for men was much better than hers, her mother's.

"You have the power to protect Erza, so I entrust my daughter to you from now on."

Hearing his mother-in-law's words, Hope smiled slightly, "Of course, I don't have many strengths, but I'm good at fighting."

Eileen: "......"

The serious atmosphere that had just been established collapsed instantly.

She suddenly understood why Erza called the boy "cheeky".

"By the way, senior, there's something I've wanted to ask you before."

Hope scratched his head. "Didn't Zeref mention to you that I'm very strong after he returned to the Western Continent?"

"Jereff?"

Eileen frowned slightly, a hint of surprise in her voice, "You mean His Majesty has returned to the Empire?"

This time it was Hope's turn to be surprised.

He had assumed that after Jelf returned to Alvarez from Sirius Island, he would at least mention to Eileen what he had seen and heard during his trip to the Eastern Continent.

After all, given the relationship between Jelf and Irene, one is her benefactor and the other is her trusted confidante, isn't it normal for them to talk about these things?

But judging from Eileen's reaction, she clearly doesn't know.

How is this going?

Eileen paused for two seconds, then shook her head, looking unsurprised. "His Majesty has always acted this way. He goes out into seclusion when he has nothing to do, and when he returns to the Empire, he spends most of his time in seclusion researching magic. He leaves all the state affairs to us subordinates to handle."

"Alvarez was able to grow from a small country into the behemoth that now unifies the western continent, and he deserves much credit for that."

"The 'achievements' of being a hands-off manager."

Hope chuckled upon hearing this and didn't take it to heart.

Chapter 414 Mother-in-Law's Approval

The moonlight was like water, and the wind in the desolate countryside gradually subsided after the two finished their moves, with the lingering effects of their magical collision still present in the air.

Eileen sheathed her broken sword, and the antler wand returned to its original form, which she casually held in her hand.

Those amber eyes lingered on Hope for a moment, their emotions complex and difficult to discern—surprise, scrutiny, and something else entirely indescribable.

More than 400 years ago, she had seen too many geniuses and monsters.

But a young man like Hope, who can integrate such a complex magical system to this extent, is the first of his kind.

What's even more frightening is that this kid handled everything with ease from beginning to end.

Even when he used 70% of his strength in a sword strike, he simply parried each move, and even had the strength to control his power to avoid injuring himself.

Eileen made a comparison in her mind.

Based on the strength Hope demonstrated in this short exchange, she was already among the top of all the strong individuals she knew.

Moreover, Erin heard everything Erza said to Hope before the sparring session. Although she didn't know what "that power" was, it at least showed that the strength Hope displayed in the previous battle was just the tip of the iceberg.

What a terrifying young man.

If a monster like him existed 400 years ago, perhaps...

Eileen took a deep breath, suppressing her turbulent emotions, and her lazy, composed smile returned to her face.

"Hope, well played."

When Hope heard his mother-in-law call him by his name for the first time, he knew he was in luck. He then smiled modestly and said, "Mother-in-law, you flatter me. It was you who went easy on me."

Eileen waved her hand, her tone unreadable, "Don't give me that. A loss is a loss. I'm not so bad at accepting defeat after all this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three people who had been watching from a distance quickly walked over.

Juliet ran in front, her orange twin ponytails fluttering in the night wind. Her chubby little face was filled with shock. Forgetting all etiquette, she blurted out, "Lady Irene actually lost! Did she throw the game?!"

"Juliet," Heine called out coldly from behind.

Juliet then realized she had lost her composure and quickly covered her mouth, but the surprise in her eyes was impossible to hide.

As Eileen's personal maids, they knew their master's power better than anyone else. In the Alvarez Empire, apart from the elusive Emperor and the Magic King August, no one could rival Eileen in a direct confrontation.

But this young man from the Eastern Continent, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, actually gained the upper hand in the sparring match.

Although Eileen didn't go all out or transform into a dragon, the fact that she could achieve this was already astonishing enough.

Although Heine, the maid in the black leather bodysuit, had no expression, her eyes betrayed her inner turmoil. In the depths of her gaze toward Hope, there was a hint of awe that she herself did not realize.

"Mom." Erza walked up to Irene, her gaze shifting between Irene and Hope. "Are you alright?"

"What, you're afraid this kid will hurt me? Don't worry, your mother isn't that fragile."

Eileen raised an eyebrow and reached out to touch her daughter's head, only to realize that Erza was already past the age of a little child.

Although mother and daughter have now been reunited, she ultimately missed out on that adorable baby in swaddling clothes.

Sensing Irene's momentary stiffness, Erza took her hand and rubbed it against her cheek, saying, "It's good that you're not hurt."

She could obviously tell that neither of them was injured, but she asked the question out of concern for her mother.

Erza's feelings were complicated at the moment, not because Hope had won or lost, but because Hope had slightly outperformed Erin without using 'magnetic field power'.

Even during that confrontation, Hope remained calm and restrained, using only magic to maneuver, and even his powerful martial arts techniques were only used once.

What does this mean?

This shows that Hope has become so strong that he can contend with a powerhouse of Eileen's level without having to use his overwhelming and unreasonable power.

Erza was naturally happy for Hope and relieved that her mother was not injured.

But......

She lowered her head and looked at her hands.

The distance between her and Hope did not seem to shrink despite her efforts; on the contrary, it seemed to grow further and further apart without her realizing it.

This slight sense of loss was as light as a feather falling on her heart, yet it was so real that Erza, who was always strong-willed, could not ignore its presence.

"Erza, what are you thinking about?"

A hand rested on her shoulder, the warm touch seeping through the thin fabric of her clothes.

Erza looked up and met Hope's smiling eyes.

"It's nothing." Erza shook her head, then smiled, quickly sweeping away the slight disappointment in her heart.

She wasn't a sentimental person; no matter how far behind Hope was in terms of strength, she would definitely try her best to catch up with him.

Moreover, Erza never felt that she couldn't catch up with Hope, at least not when he wasn't using "magnetic field power". Maybe the gap is big now, but there's plenty of time.

The Fairy Queen wouldn't say no.

Hope looked at the girl, but didn't ask any questions. She just squeezed her shoulder.

Eileen watched the young couple's interaction with a meaningful smile on her lips, but said nothing more.

"Alright, we can talk about family matters when we get back." Eileen said, raising her wand to prepare to activate 'World Reconstruction' again to teleport everyone back to Florasia.

But before her magic could fully manifest, Hope raised her hand first, making a light stroke in the air with her index finger.

A pale blue arc, shimmering like flowing water, tore through the air and unfolded above everyone's heads, then rapidly descended, engulfing the group.

In the blink of an eye, the five of them had returned to Eileen's manor.

Eileen stepped onto the soft carpet in the manor's living room, watching the teapot still steaming. Her opinion of her future son-in-law, who possessed a wide variety of magical abilities, rose even higher.

Her "World Reconstruction" is essentially an application of enchantment, and cannot compare to Hope's exquisite spatial teleportation magic.

Erza's judgment is definitely better than mine, her mother's.

However, Eileen seemed to have seen this water-ring spatial magic on a dragon 400 years ago. But she figured that moon dragon must have died in the Dragon King's Sacrifice that caused rivers of blood to flow among the dragons.

"It's getting late."