Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

With two vivid examples before her, how could Eileen, with her intelligence, not analyze that what Hope said was true?

Actually, when Hope gave the example of Erevseria, she already believed it to a great extent.

But it was precisely because she thought it made sense that she wanted to deny it even more.

But now, Hope has exposed the problem.

"Could it be... that it's really my own problem?"

Eileen's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, or as if she were asking another living person in the restaurant.

"Is it because I hate dragons that I can't accept becoming one? Is it because I resist this change from the bottom of my heart that my body is punishing me in this way?"

"No."

Hope's answer was crisp and decisive, which surprised Eileen slightly.

"Your current situation is definitely not because you turned into a dragon."

"It's because... the knot in my heart is hard to untie."

“You resent the country and people who betrayed you, who so easily betrayed their queen, the queen who risked her life to protect them, because of some rumors that had not yet occurred.”

Hope’s voice was clear, “You resent the injustice of this world, and you resent even more those who ignore all your achievements, and who insult and betray you.”

"But have you ever considered that 'dragonization' was never the culprit that led you to your current state?"

Hope looked into Erin's eyes and said sincerely, "It is the power you awakened to protect Erza, a miracle called 'love' that erupted from a mother in dire straits to protect the child in her womb."

The sunlight streaming through the window fell on Eileen, giving her long, crimson hair a warm golden edge.

She lowered her head, looking at her hands resting on her knees, motionless.

“Power is neither good nor evil,” Hope said softly. “You can create enchantments, you can create dragon-slaying magic, you can destroy a country single-handedly, and you can also do anything to protect your daughter.”

"Power is a tool; it depends on the person who uses it."

"Instead of torturing yourself because of this tool."

Hope said all she had to say. Someone as smart as Eileen could figure out the rest on her own once she grasped the key point.

Has she never had this thought before?

With her intelligence, how could she not have it?

It's just that her obsession runs too deep. The pain and despair of being betrayed four hundred years ago, and the loneliness and torment over the past four hundred years, have kept her in a state of self-destruction.

She needs someone to help her open that window.

And Hope was the one who opened the window to her soul.

Time passed by, second by second.

After an unknown amount of time, Eileen slowly raised her head.

Something was different in those amber eyes. It was as if a ray of sunlight had finally torn open a gap in the gloom that had accumulated for four hundred years.

She didn't say anything, but slowly reached out, picked up the half-cold coffee in front of her, and took a small sip.

"It's really tough."

The undisguised bitterness spread across the tip of the tongue, silently erasing the deep-rooted obsession.

Having regained her sense of taste, Eileen put down her cup, elegantly wiped her mouth, and then...

Hope watched as his mother-in-law devoured the food with both hands, sweeping the table in a whirlwind. By the time he realized what was happening, the last empty plate had already been pushed aside by Eileen.

Clean and tidy.

Not to mention food, even the bread crumbs that fell on the table were picked up and eaten by Eileen with her fingers.

Looking at the empty dining table in front of him, Hope fell silent.

No, he hasn't eaten yet.

Chapter 418 The Lingering Scent

More than a dozen kinds of breakfast were eaten, not even a crumb was left.

Hope wasn't really hungry. After cultivating his magnetic field power, his need for food had greatly decreased. After breaking through to 10, he could even absorb the life force and energy of plants.

Going hungry? Not a chance.

But the problem is, there are still other people who haven't eaten yet.

There was a strawberry muffin that Erza liked on the table. Hope had been eyeing it ever since she walked in, waiting to deliver it to Erza, who had been exhausted all night, after finishing their business.

Now even the plates have been licked clean...

Hope looked up at Eileen, who was elegantly wiping her mouth with a napkin across from her, and her lips twitched slightly.

"You..."

“I haven’t tasted human food for four hundred years. You would feel the same way if you were in my shoes,” Eileen said confidently, besides, she had only just begun to enjoy it herself.

If she ate freely, this whole table wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap.

Hope thought about it and understood Eileen's feelings.

After a long time, her taste buds were awakened again, and Eileen leaned back in her chair with a satisfied look on her face, exuding an indescribable sense of comfort.

She once thought she would never taste food again, that she would spend the rest of her life eating bland food, and that she was destined to be trapped in that tasteless, sleepless, gloomy world forever, until she went insane.

But now...

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, the coffee was warm in my hand, my daughter was sleeping peacefully upstairs, and although my future son-in-law had a sharp tongue, he was indeed very capable.

All of this changed so quickly that Eileen even wondered if she was dreaming.

If it's a dream, then it's a beautiful dream.

Coming to her senses, Eileen looked at the mountain of empty plates in front of her, then at the empty table in front of Hope, and realized what she had just done.

The "Scarlet Despair" of the Alvarez Empire, the "Mother of Dragon Slayer Mages" who has lived for over four hundred years, the creator of Enhancement Techniques...

Just now, she devoured the entire breakfast table in front of her chosen son-in-law like a starving ghost, leaving him nothing at all.

My image as an elder has been shattered once again...

Oh well, I don't have any image to maintain in front of Hope anyway.

Yesterday she was caught eavesdropping, and today she had to act like a hungry ghost reincarnated in front of her son-in-law. Eileen felt that she had been more embarrassed since meeting Hope than she had in the first half of her life combined.

"That...Heine!"

The maid who was heating the bodysuit poked her head out from the kitchen and replied expressionlessly, "Yes."

"Go out and buy some breakfast," Eileen instructed.

Heine nodded and turned to leave, but Eileen stopped him again, "Buy more, book out that breakfast stall I used to have my eye on."

Is this what you call buying some?

Hope realized that Eileen hadn't eaten yet.

Great! A sexy older sister who appears aloof but is actually soft and gentle, plus her foodie nature, makes her even more appealing.

Seeing Hope's look, Eileen thought he was laughing at her for sending Heine to buy up breakfast stalls. "You can skip your meal, but don't let my daughter go hungry."

At this point, Eileen paused, her tone subtle, "After all, Erza was tormented by you, you beast, all night last night, she must have been quite exhausted."

Fields without nutrient replenishment will also be ruined by over-cultivation.

But Erza is just too voluptuous; her battle-hardened body is incredibly resilient, and there are so many positions to explore, it's impossible to stop...

Hope awkwardly touched his nose, about to say something, when he heard a series of light footsteps in the corridor.

"Good morning....."

Erza appeared at the restaurant entrance.

She was wearing a loose white shirt, the hem barely covering her thighs, and her long, crimson hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders. Her legs were trembling slightly as she walked.

The blush on her face hadn't completely faded, and there was a hint of weariness in her eyes, but her overall complexion was surprisingly good, as if she had been thoroughly nourished.

Erza's gaze swept back and forth between Hope and Irene before finally settling on Hope, giving her a resentful and annoyed glare.

Hope then gave her a knowing smile.

Erza's face flushed red instantly.

She knew perfectly well why her body was behaving this way. Last night, after countless pleas for mercy to no avail, she was practically passed out from being filled. When she woke up, her entire body felt like it had been run over by a magic chariot, especially...

Eileen noticed that her daughter's walking posture was a little strange.

Yesterday, after the family reunion, when she was alone with Erza and they shared their life experiences, she took the opportunity to use magic to check on her daughter's physical condition. She was full of energy and very healthy.

Having been nourished in the dragon's belly for 400 years, Erza's physique is arguably better than the rubber man next door, capable of doing sit-ups.

I never expected that he would look like this when I saw him again the next day.

No bicycle can withstand that kind of pedaling!

Looking at her daughter like this, Eileen felt both heartache and a little amused.

It breaks my heart to see my daughter so battered and bruised, but I also want to laugh...

Forget it, I'll stop laughing. She's still my mother, after all.

Hope sat down, half-embracing Erza, using the magnetic field to soothe her physical discomfort while telling her that Erin had returned to normal and would no longer suffer mental torment.

Erza was overjoyed and almost stood up from her chair, but her legs gave way and she fell back down.

"It's all your fault."

Erza glared at Hope with a puff of puffs, but her voice wasn't intimidating; instead, it carried a hint of coquettishness.

Hope readily agreed, affectionately putting her arm around her waist. "Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

Eileen watched the couple showing off their love speechlessly. Were they trying to feed her, a widowed single person, dog food first thing in the morning?

Eileen, who usually has a good appetite, suddenly feels very irritable.

Fortunately, Heine returned with a large amount of food at this time, otherwise Eileen was afraid she would have been tempted to use Hope as a fire extinguisher.

Watching Eileen devour her food, her previous elegance completely gone, Hope had a feeling that she had been preoccupied with her health.