Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

"Calm down, Makarov!"

"Calm down? How can I calm down?"

Makarov looked heartbroken. Although he had known about the close relationship between Erza, Mirajane, Kana, and Hope for a long time, he was still heartbroken at the thought of his three little beauties being taken away like this.

He felt resentful.

Standing beside Mebius, listening to the laughter and chatter of the young people not far away, August suddenly felt as if his mindset had become much younger as well.

“August,” Mavis tugged at her son’s sleeve, lowering her voice, “Um… all these years, didn’t Zeref notice anything about you at all?”

Augustus was speechless. The reason he didn't acknowledge Jelf was not only because he was worried about the "Curse of Contradiction," but also because he had a little ulterior motive.

He was hoping that his father would one day discover him.

Unfortunately, August had already grown old and gray, but that day never came.

August shook his head. Anyway, he had a mother now, so he could put his father aside for later.

Eileen's eyes swept back and forth between August and Mavis, a meaningful smile playing on her lips, her voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness:

"I have seen too many joys and sorrows in life, but I have never seen a mother and son like you where the son is older than the mother."

"Fortunately, my daughter is young and has inherited my good looks."

Mavis: "......"

Can this be compared?

August was speechless. Is it my fault I'm old? He was handsome when he was young, okay...

It can only be said that time is a cruel mistress; August's light blonde hair, which was originally the same as Mavis's, has now been dyed white by time.

Eileen doesn't have this problem. After a Dragon Slayer transforms into a dragon, her appearance will no longer age with age and will be forever frozen at the day she transformed into a dragon.

However, when Erza was mentioned, Eileen felt a headache coming on just thinking about all the women around Hope earlier.

Why is that brat so charming? He's made her plan to use her son-in-law have to be readjusted.

Ogas changed the subject, looking in the direction Hope had left, "I really can't figure out that young man named Hope."

"His magic is strong, but not to the point of surprising me. However... Hope gives me a feeling that he is not human."

Eileen raised an eyebrow but didn't reply.

She knew, of course, that Hope was no ordinary man. The magic she had used during their sparring session, called "Hellish War God," still gave her lingering fear when she thought about it.

Moreover, according to Erza's later revelation, the ability to truly unleash the so-called power of the God of Hell is something beyond the common sense of this world.

When Eileen asked again, her daughter refused to say anything.

Everyone has their own secrets, and Irene is no exception. As long as Hope treats Erza well, she doesn't care about anything else, nor can she care.

Eileen remained silent, but Mavis did not. She looked up at her son's aged face and said, "Your feeling is right. Hope is indeed stronger than a human."

"I first met him on Sirius Island. He was beating up Zeref, and even the Death Hunt of the Paradox Curse was helpless against Hope."

Auguste caught the crucial information and was shocked. "Hope can resist death energy?!"

Mavis nodded. "Yes, it's incredible, isn't it?"

"Unfortunately, Hope said at the time that he was not strong enough to break the curse, but he made a promise with Zeref that he would kill him when he was strong enough."

Augustus was incredibly intelligent and immediately realized that since Hope had taken the initiative to come to the Western Continent, it meant that he believed he possessed power that transcended the curse of the gods.

"But His Majesty..."

Looking at the conflict in her son's eyes, Mavis said nonchalantly, "Jeref has been tormented by the 'Curse of Contradiction' for so many years. Whether Hope lifts the curse or sends him to his death, it will be a relief for Jelf."

"So August, the next time you see Jelf, tell him loudly who you are."

Chapter 430 There's Only One Mother in the World

August was still somewhat hesitant.

He really wanted to tell Jelf his identity.

But after years of living together, Auguste knew his father's personality all too well.

When Jelf isn't withdrawn, he shuts off his true emotions and becomes a cold and ruthless person. The entire Alvarez Empire is actually just a game he orchestrated.

Even powerful figures like "Magic King" and "Scarlet Despair" are merely pawns in his game.

But Jelf is not truly heartless.

Knowing that his blood-related child has always been by his side will inevitably trigger his closed emotions, and these strong emotions will in turn trigger the death energy of the "contradictory curse".

If it were the old August, he would have simply died. After all, he was already so old. Even though all his life's desires had come to naught, he could have accepted dying with regrets.

But now, by the grace of heaven, he has been able to reunite with his mother and finally embrace the maternal love that he once only dared to imagine in his dreams.

August has found the will to live.

Her previous longing for her father to recognize her had long been forgotten when she recognized Mavis.

Unless the "contradictory curse" can be completely resolved, August will never acknowledge Jelf as his father; he still wants to serve Mavis for a few more years.

After all, there's no one better than a mother.

So, Father, I'm sorry!

Anyway, you've been a lonely person for hundreds of years and you're already used to it.

Mebius was unaware that her eldest son had transformed into a devoted son because of her. "Alright, alright, let's not talk about that idiot who can't even recognize his own son."

Upon hearing this, August's expression shifted subtly for a moment.

That "idiot" is his biological father.

Hades, who had just finished cooling Makarov down, silently picked up his teacup, pretending not to have heard anything.

Actually, you can't really blame Zeref for this. After all, Zeref didn't even know he had a child. No matter how much he used his imagination, he couldn't possibly have imagined that August was his son.

Besides, didn't you not recognize Mebius either...?

Imber adjusted his glasses, breaking the delicate atmosphere at the opportune moment, "Lord August, it's getting late, I should take Agil back to the capital."

August nodded. "Go ahead. I'll leave the arrangements for the exchange meeting to you. The venue is the Imperial Arena, and the time is set for two days from now. It won't be open to the public."

"clear."

Imber responded, lifted the still unconscious Agil with ice, nodded slightly to the crowd, and then turned and left.

August looked at Mavis, his gaze softening considerably. "Mother, if you don't mind, would you please stay at my residence for the next few days?"

"Okay."

Mebius smiled broadly and readily agreed.

She jumped off the sofa, walked to August's side, looked up at her son who was more than twice her height, and took his large, rough hand that had been roughened by time.

The way they looked didn't resemble a mother holding her son's hand; it was more like a little girl pulling an elder's hand.

Auguste was slightly taken aback. He felt the deep maternal love emanating from that small hand, and his heart warmed instantly. "Let's set off now, Mother. My manor is no worse than Eileen's, and there are plenty of delicious foods in this area..."

Mavis pouted. "I'm your mother, you think I'm just a glutton?"

Isn't that right...?

August ultimately didn't voice this complaint, fearing it would hurt his lovely mother, so he simply changed the subject.

He looked at Hades, who remained silent, and asked, "Why don't you come along too?"

Hades paused slightly, his hand holding the teacup pausing. He looked at August with a complicated expression, clearly not expecting the other man to invite him to his home, after all...

Augustus, however, remained quite composed.

Without Hades, Augustus would have remained a stillborn infant within Mavis's remains. Therefore, in his heart, Hades was never the enemy who abandoned him, but rather the benefactor who brought him into this world.

Augustus's magnanimity silenced Hades, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that Hades had finally stopped arguing, August seized the opportunity to offer a condition that Hades could not refuse: "My manor has a collection of rare ancient magical books."

Hades jumped up in a flash. "What are we waiting for? Let's get going!"

Mavis smiled smugly. Everyone knew Hades' thirst for magical knowledge, and sure enough, he took the bait immediately. It was worth all the winks she had been giving her son earlier.

Within the teleportation magic circle cast by the Magic King, there was an elderly man with white hair, a petite and delicate young girl, and a steady-walking old man.

The three figures quickly disappeared.

Makarov watched them leave, letting out a long sigh. They were finally gone. He always felt a lot of pressure being with August.

The reason is nothing other than Auguste being too outstanding.

Compared to him, Makarov felt that his life was not so remarkable, and at this point he had to learn from Hope's shamelessness.

The reason I'm only a Saint-level 10 mage must be because of my teacher. It's all my teacher's fault for not teaching me well!

That's right, that's exactly it.

Hades, who had just left, suddenly sneezed...

Seeing August, Inbell, and the others leave, Eileen decided to let Makarov and the others stay at her manor. After all, the land was big enough, and the guest rooms would just gather dust if left empty.

Makarov thought for a moment. Eileen's manor was too luxurious, and there was a clumsy vandal in his own group. Even if he damaged the flowers and plants, it would not be good.

So let's just kick Natsu out and let him find the innkeeper himself.

That's the decision.

In the end, Makarov accepted Irene's invitation, and everyone stayed at the manor. As for Natsu... he wasn't so biased as to treat Natsu differently out of fear of him causing trouble.

Makarov's real thought was that Natsu could cause trouble wherever he went, so it was better to keep him under his nose than to let him live outside, so that he could strike hard immediately if he really caused trouble.

Time flew by and it was evening.

Erza is in her room at the manor.

Hope, with an unlit cigarette dangling from her lips and an air of utter indifference, looked down at the three people sleeping soundly on the bed, their faces still flushed with the satisfaction of being nourished by the essence of life.

Hope's lips curled into a proud smile.

"That's it? You think you can take advantage of me?"

"I thought it would be a chaotic scene, but it turned out to be a lively feast."