Fairy Tail: All Magic Converges in One Body

Chapter 78 Ends with New Trouble

The battle between the two guild leaders ended with Makarov overwhelming Joseph, which only shows that there are differences even among the "Ten Wizard Saints".

With Natsu defeating Aria and Joseph once again, the guild war came to an end, and everyone in Fairy Tail cheered with joy.

We won!

"We defeated the Spectre!"

"Cool--"

"..."

Over the years, the Phantom Lords have secretly humiliated Fairy Tail quite a bit, and this time they not only returned everything, but also demolished the Phantom Lords' headquarters.

That was a real relief.

Lucy was the only one who couldn't laugh. The trigger for this conflict was precisely what her father had handed over to the Phantom Lord.

If Hope hadn't coincidentally saved Levy's team, and if Makarov hadn't been strong enough, Fairy Tail might have been destroyed because of her.

"President...I..."

Lucy lowered her head and spoke to Makarov with a guilty expression.

She wanted to leave the guild because she knew what her father would do to get her to come home, and that as long as she stayed in Fairy Tail, endless trouble would come knocking.

Makarov sat on a flat rock, his gaze calm. "Lucy, we Fairy Tail have never been afraid of trouble, much less of causing trouble, because every one of our companions is an important family member."

"Whether you're happy or sad, although not everyone can fully understand or empathize, there's always a part of it that we can all share."

"One person's happiness is everyone's happiness."

"One person's anger is everyone's anger."

"One person's tears...are also everyone's tears."

"This is the meaning of the guild's existence."

"So Lucy, look up at your companions around you. You can feel how everyone feels, right? Because you are also a member of Fairy Tail."

Tears welled up in Lucy's eyes. She didn't even need to look; she could already sense the attitude of her companions around her. No one blamed her; instead, they smiled...

She really wanted to stay in such a gentle guild forever.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Hope yawned, "Lucy and I got our guild crests on the same day, so why is nobody so concerned about me... Ouch—ouch ouch ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hope gasped in pain and turned to Mirajane, who was bandaging his wound. "Hey, beautiful white-haired girl, I'm injured, could you please be a little gentler?"

Upon hearing this, Mirajane's bandaging became even more rough. While enjoying Hope's grimacing expression, she said indignantly, "You asked for trouble. You only needed to hold off Joseph until the president could react, but you insisted on fighting Joseph."

"Who is Joseph? He is one of the Ten Wizard Saints, one of Ishgar's top combat forces."

"I think you need to feel the pain to learn your lesson."

Hope knows Mirajane means well, but at least treat everyone equally! You were so gentle when you bandaged Erza earlier...

After the bandage was finished, Mirajane sat down next to Hope and watched her companions celebrate their victory over the Phantom Lord. "Hope, thank you. If it weren't for saving me, you wouldn't have revealed your identity prematurely."

Hope shrugged. "It's nothing really. As long as Lucy shows up at Phantom Lord headquarters, we'll have an excuse to start the war. Saving you is just letting me start the fight a few minutes earlier."

Hearing Hope say she was so unimportant, Mirajane pouted, pretended to accidentally "bump" his wound, and only smiled when she saw him grimacing.

Amidst the cheerful atmosphere, Makarov waved his hand.

"You brats, it's time to go home!"

Before they could even lift their feet, the sound of orderly footsteps approaching from afar interrupted them; an army of over a thousand men was closing in.

"Everyone, stay still!"

"We are the third forceful oversight unit under the Council!"

Seeing the huge swarm of soldiers in council uniforms, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Natsu and Happy, who were used to causing trouble, instinctively wanted to run away.

After all, guild wars are not allowed.

Even if Fairy Tail is in the right, who knows what kind of verdict those councilors who have always disliked them will ultimately deliver?

Makarov also looked dejected. Having served as chairman for over forty years, he understood that this time things had actually gone a bit too far.

To put it mildly, it's a conflict between guilds.

To put it bluntly, it was a serious internal conflict between the two "Ten Wizards" who represented Ishgar's strongest fighting force, as determined by the Magic Council.

It not only disrupted the balance that the council valued most.

It's still a slap in their face.

Especially those radical members of parliament who hate Fairy Tail, they might seize this opportunity. Although they might not strip Makarov of his title of "Wizard of the Wizarding Ten," it is very possible that they could disband Fairy Tail.

If things really escalate to that point, Makarov will have to consider whether he should bring back his 120-year-old uncle to keep things under control.

To Makarov's surprise, the Third Oversight Force simply took the Fairy Tail members to their base, spent half a day learning the whole story, and then let them leave.

Before leaving, the captain told Makarov that a week later, the council chairman Crawford, along with nine councilors, would personally come to the Fiore Kingdom branch to jointly hear the case, and that he must be prepared.

In fact, the Third Oversight Force had long been annoyed by the "Spectre Ruler's" constant violations, but the Spectre had a "Holy Ten" member named Joseph, and without orders from above, there was nothing they could do.

Upon hearing that the councilors would be present to hear the case in person, Makarov's heart sank; it seemed the council was serious this time.

After having lunch at the military base, it was already dark when everyone returned to Magnolia. Since the guild was still in a dilapidated state, everyone went their separate ways.

Hope looked at Makarov, who had returned to the guild with him, and asked curiously, "Guild Master, aren't you going back to rest so late at night?"

"Oh, I need to write a letter to an elder."

Makarov looked at the guild still pierced by those large iron pillars and sighed, "Perfect timing, you come with me to the office and help me calculate how much the guild repairs will cost."

"It's free."

"What did you say?"

Makarov thought he was hallucinating because Hope answered so quickly.

This time, Hope didn't speak. Instead, under Makarov's puzzled gaze, he burned the only intact wooden table in the hall to ashes with a single flame. Then, with a flash of blue magic in his hand, the pile of ashes miraculously restored the wooden table as if time had reversed.

Seeing Makarov's stunned expression, Hope smiled slightly.

"President, could you please remove these iron pillars?"

"I can restore the guild to its original state tonight."

Chapter 79 Selling one's art and one's body

It's time-related magic!

Makarov's previously dull eyes instantly turned into a fanatical gaze, which made Hope's anus tighten.

Hope quickly took a step back, looking warily at the old man with a lewd expression. "President, I perform, I don't sell my body."

“Who wants your body? What I want is your time,” Makarov said, as he swelled up into the shape of a muscular man.

Looking at those greasy muscles that seemed to reflect light, Hope swallowed nervously. "I'm sorry, President, my time, my body, and my chastity are all equally important!"

Makarov's face darkened, and with a flying armbar, he threw Hope to the ground. "You brat! Could your thoughts be any more lewd?!"

"I'm asking you to use your time magic to repair the guild!"

"And I also love women!!"

......

......

Early the next morning.

When the Fairy Tail members arrived outside the guild, they were surprised to find that the previously damaged and dilapidated building had miraculously returned to its original state.

No, perhaps "completely new" would be a more appropriate description.

Looking at the incredibly familiar yet newly gleaming guild building, everyone's expressions first changed from surprise to confusion.

"The guild is actually fixed!!"

"Is this an illusion? Someone pinch me."

"Leqi, did you do this?"

"Don't joke around, I'm just a lowly Wood-Shaping Mage..."

"That means the chairman called in the construction team; those civil engineers are the best at working overtime."

"Civil engineer? Even a super engineer couldn't fix a guild in one night."

"Never mind, let's just go in and see for ourselves!"

The group looked at each other and finally elected Natsu, who was usually oblivious, to open the door.

Natsu stepped forward, raising his foot to kick open the guild door. But looking at the brand-new door, he, who was used to opening doors with his foot, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

So, under the watchful eyes of his companions behind him, Natsu, for the first time in a long time, used his double-push to open the guild door.

What appeared before everyone was the guild hall with its glowing floor, complete with tables, chairs, and benches. Looking up, the second and third floors, which had been pierced by the large iron pillar, had been restored to their original condition.

The group walked into the hall in surprise, wondering if they were dreaming.

Natsu, with his sharp eyes, spotted Hope sleeping behind the counter and rushed over. "Hope! What happened at the guild last night? It looks brand new!"

However, Hope remained motionless. When Natsu pulled him up, he noticed that Hope had heavy dark circles under his eyes and a gaunt face, as if he had collapsed.

"What’s wrong with you!"

"Hope! Answer me, Hope!"

He shook Hope several times, but when Hope still didn't move, Natsu had a bad feeling. He stiffened and looked at his companions in the hall, his voice trembling with tears, "Hope... he seems to be a little dead."

Erza, who had just arrived at the guild and was still clueless, kicked Natsu against the wall with a flying kick after hearing this. "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak. Who curses their comrade to death?"

Natsu rubbed his face, which was red from being rubbed against the wall. "But Hope isn't reacting at all..."

Erza frowned and went to the counter, only to find that, just as Natsu had said, Hope was still breathing, but looked as weak as a dead man whose magic had been completely depleted.

Magic, could it be...?