A magic merchant infiltrating Fairy Tail

Mavis took out a notebook from her crossbody bag and opened it. It contained her action plan for the past few days. "Although we are all 'Twelve Shields', not everyone can influence whether the war starts. My plan is to infiltrate the circle of those who have great influence, figure out their personalities, and then take targeted action."

Dispel suddenly raised his hand and asked, "What exactly do you mean by 'taking action'? Do you need me to use my charm to win you over?"

"..." × N

The air fell silent for several seconds as everyone stared quietly at Dispel, who had just spoken.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I was just joking..."

"Is this the time for jokes? You actually came up with this kind of trick? But it's not necessarily a bad thing. As the captain, I should set an example. I'll leave these girls to you..."

Before Kira could utter any lofty words, Mavis continued, "The so-called 'taking action' means using every method to dissuade them from the idea of ​​war, and even leading them to break away from the Alvarez Empire's 'army.' We can use force and danger, or we can use incentives. The specific methods will depend on the situation and will require the infiltrators to act accordingly."

Kira: What is this... is this some kind of spy game?

Those present were all highly intelligent elites, and espionage was not too difficult for them. The only two people who were more worrying were the relatively naive Selene and Kurnuki, who knew almost nothing except how to fight.

"Based on the information I have gathered over this period of time, I believe that in this country, apart from Emperor Jelf, who is away on many occasions, there are a total of five people who have influence over the war!"

Gerald asked curiously, "Which five?"

"Auguste, the leader of the 'Spriggan 12', whose status and influence are second only to Zeref!"

"The strongest female mage, known as 'Scarlet Despair' Irene Belserion!"

"Imperial Minister, Akiel! He is also the grandfather of the Desert King, one of the Twelve Shields!"

"Consul, Imber Yul!"

"Finally, there is the mechanical race capable of mass-producing powerful weapons and machine soldiers, Val Ishit!"

In his notebook, Mavis circled the names of the five people in red pen and looked at everyone, saying, "If we can get close to these people, we might be able to stop the war. Even if the war still breaks out in the end, the intelligence we've gathered during this time can be a turning point for us to turn the tide!"

At this point, the strategy was set, but the tactics remained a mystery.

After Mavis finished speaking, it was time for the others to speak.

Is this really possible?

"Even ignoring their high regard for Zeref, these people are troublesome individuals, especially this regent and the grandson of the Imperial Minister... I've heard they're both very warlike."

Upon hearing this, Kira was filled with righteous indignation and boundless pride. With his back to the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window, he declared righteously, "No matter how difficult it is, we must do it! Brothers and sisters, the crucial task of eradicating war rests on our shoulders! Let us create a world where no child cries!"

Everyone was speechless: "What's wrong with this guy all of a sudden..."

"Ahem... So, shall we now discuss the task allocation?"

This is the most important point!

"Shouldn't you be going to see the Magic King, First Generation?"

Mavis lowered her head, concealing her emotions: "Yes..."

“Then I’ll go with you!” Precito glanced at her and made the decision on his own.

No one spoke up to stop them; they knew that having Precito, the person involved, accompany them was the best approach, and if appealing to family ties worked, Mebbes' team would likely be the safest.

"Next, Eileen..."

“Leave it to me!” Selene, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up and took on the task.

Everyone looked at her in surprise, but only Kira knew why she did it.

Selene maintained her elegant and graceful demeanor, her beautiful eyes flickering slightly, and said softly, "I've been interested in this name ever since I first saw it. Belserion... I remember it's the name of a dragon."

"dragon?!"

Everyone stared at her in surprise, then looked at Kira, who had provided the information. "Does this mean that this woman, like Selene, is also a dragon?"

Kira had only revealed the names and magic of the 'Twelve Shields' before, without specifying their identities, so the others were unaware of this.

"She was the first mage to use Dragon Slayer Magic, the creator of Dragon Slayer Magic, and a human who, like Acnologia, was transformed into a dragon!"

"Oh? The human queen who created Dragon Slayer Magic four hundred years ago?"

After a moment of contemplation, Selene suddenly realized what was happening, and the hostility in his heart gradually dissipated.

Kira: "..."

The moment it hears that the other party is human, all its hostility disappears... What is this dragon thinking?

Do you really dislike all dragons that much?

Selene noticed Kira's gaze and assumed he was worried she might go back on her word, so she smiled gently and said, "Leave this Mother of Dragons to me. If the war breaks out, I'll do my best to hold her back!"

Keep her occupied? Are you planning to create a space for her to experience life in another world?

"I'll handle the negotiations with that imperial minister!"

Makarov took on the role of the third diplomat, saying, "There's no need for spies to infiltrate; I can visit openly and honestly!"

Kira wasn't surprised by this, since Makarov was entertained by this minister in the original work, and the two old men should have something to talk about.

“Then let Gerald follow you! He can temporarily use the identity of Mystogan and also find out what the desert king is up to.”

"can!"

Makarov and Gerald exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.

"The alchemist for the Machine Race has already been chosen by Silver, so only this last governor remains..."

Kira glanced at Imber's name, tapped the table lightly with his finger, and frowned as he said, "This guy is very loyal to Zeref, and his personality is just like his nickname 'Winter General'—a cold and cruel person. The chances of persuading him are slim."

"So I suggest we just knock them out, tie them up, and lock them up!"

"..." × N

Chapter 488 Kira's True Purpose

Knock someone out and take them away – isn’t that a bit too simplistic and brutal?

But it does fit the style of Fairy Tail quite well!

"This...could cause a diplomatic incident, right?"

Kira shrugged indifferently: "If you don't tell, and I don't tell, who will know it was us?"

Everyone: "..."

"Since we're going to fight, why don't I go?"

Just as Kira was thinking about who to send to deal with him, Ultear volunteered, "Ice magic would be easier to deal with using Arc of Time, and I also have a certain tolerance for cold."

Girl, don't you have any idea of ​​your own abilities?

Boom!Boom!

Kira tapped Ultear's not-so-bright head: "Are you out of your mind? He's not an ice mage like Gray or Leon! What, are you trying to take this opportunity to claim the title of 'Number One Ice Mage'?"

Urudia: "..."

"Did I say something wrong?"

In her opinion, her combat experience with ice mages was, if not extensive, at least quite extensive. If Jellal could be sent to fight a Sand King, then fighting a Winter General would be a piece of cake for her.

"Of course not! Think about it, how long has it been since you used Ice Shape magic? You think you can compete with others in terms of cold resistance? Your cold resistance might not even be as good as that fish you just saw at sea."

Kira gave a brief analysis and a vivid analogy, finally saying, "Imbal's magic is ice, it's freezing, not ice shaping! If we really fight, I think your mind will be frozen in an instant, and then your body will be used to do this and that."

Bang! ! !

Before he could finish speaking, Kira was punched against the wall by Ultear, but his reckless nature remained unrepentant. His head, buried in the wall, uttered a muffled sound: "What a rude woman! No one will ever want her..."

Perhaps it was because she was busy with political affairs that Inbell's strength was ranked last among the Twelve Shields, but even so, she was probably not someone that Ultear could handle at present, since she seemed to have not trained much during this period and had been busy with skincare and beauty.

Mavis offered a new suggestion: "'General Winter' Imber, as Jelf's chief of staff and governor, must be a very cunning person. It would be more difficult to get close to him than to others. Moreover, he has always lived in the capital. If we were to take action by force, it would cause too much of a stir."

My advice is to avoid contact with him for now.

"This... is fine too!"

The Alvarez Empire is vast, and as Zeref's capable assistants, it's impossible for all twelve shields to be crammed into the capital.

In fact, they spend most of their time in their respective territories, managing the various cities of the Alvarez Empire for Jelf, and rarely gather together.

After several days, Kira and his crew finally learned some of the locations of the 'Twelve Shields' in this port city, and then each acted according to their plan. The group's composition and plan were as follows:

First squad: Mebis, Precito, target: Auguste, tactics: playing the family card and verbal persuasion;

Second squad: Makarov, Gerald, targets: Yakir, the Desert King, tactics: playing cards, diplomacy;

Third squad: Selene, Kira, Urtia, target: Erin, tactics: fight, make friends;

Fourth Squad: Silver, Dispel, Kurnuki; Target: Val; Tactics: Attack.

Apart from the second team, which had a clear target—the royal capital Vistalion—the rest of the team only knew a general direction, and whether they could find it depended on luck.

Watching the crowd gradually disappear from the four directions, Mavis couldn't help but feel a slight sense of worry.

"let's go!"

Precito sat in a cool-looking magical vehicle, his expression still calm, as if nothing could move him, but his hands, which were constantly and gently stroking the steering wheel, betrayed his feelings.

This car is great! Comfortable and spacious!

“Okay!” Mebius agreed, turned around and got into the car, then suddenly froze.

She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Precito had a touch of youthful arrogance on his face.

What's going on? A person over a hundred years old making that expression? Do you think you're still a teenager?

"Cough cough..."

Precito awkwardly withdrew his hands from stroking the car and said in a rather pretentious manner, "We don't know how long this operation will last, it's undoubtedly a huge gamble for us!"

“Yes!” Mavis sat in the passenger seat, head down, staring blankly at her feet on the blanket.

The bare feet remained clean and white despite the days of travel, but the ten toes were curled up, indicating that their owner was currently feeling down.

"If war breaks out, how many people will die?"

"Please don't think about it anymore! If that 'curse' takes effect, I might not be able to handle it!"

"Hehe...when did you start telling jokes?"