A magic merchant infiltrating Fairy Tail

Kira looked at Natsu, who was throwing a fire punch, with a puzzled expression, and then rubbed Happy's head with a puzzled look. "Hey, Happy, what do you know?"

"I...I don't know..."

Happy trembled in Kira's palm. Even though he was covered in grease from fried chicken and fries, and spilled cola, he didn't dare to fight back. He understood the meaning behind Natsu's words and felt the chill in Kira's tone, but he didn't know if Kira knew the deeper chill in Natsu's words.

So even though Kira's hands were warm at that moment, Happy still felt his heart turn ice cold.

Seeing Natsu charging towards him, Larcade remained outwardly calm, but his mind was racing: 'This is Natsu? My father's younger brother, my uncle?'

'Hmm... the temperature of the flames is indeed very high, but I am the most perfect masterpiece created by my father. Whether in attack or defense, I am different from those discarded failures of the Gates of Hell! I am an existence far superior to humanity!!'

'Such attacks alone cannot defeat me!'

Thinking of this, Larkad stretched out his left palm with apparent slowness but actually swiftness, meeting Natsu's fist.

Bang! ! !

With a shock that shook the entire arena, a shocking situation unfolded!

The instant Natsu's fist made contact with Larcade's palm, the blazing flames were instantly extinguished, as if they had never existed!

"How is this possible?! That guy blocked Natsu's punch so easily?!"

"My God! Is this even human?!"

"This is a difference in magical power..."

Natsu stared wide-eyed at the white-haired man so close to him, incredulous: 'This feels... just like facing Gildarts...'

But he quickly calmed down and, after a brief moment of gathering his strength, threw another punch.

boom!!

Larcade caught it again, then quickly reached forward and hooked Natsu's right arm, and with a gentle flick, the unshakeable force sent Natsu flying backward.

"Damn it! Fire Dragon's Side Kick!"

Natsu hadn't expected his opponent to be so strong, so he simply spun around and delivered a side kick, while flames erupted from his leg to increase his attack speed and power. His wild and agile movements, combined with even more intense flames than before, surprised Larcade.

He took a half-step back with a light step and leaned back slightly, thus dodging the kick perfectly.

As the most outstanding Etherius, Larcade is not only physically tough, but also possesses unprecedented physical skills, making him stronger than Natsu in some respects.

"The dragon's hook claw! The dragon's elbow strike! The dragon's sword horn..."

Natsu was not discouraged and launched a series of attacks, trying to find Larcade's weakness with a tight combo. However, Larcade remained relaxed and unhurried throughout, constantly adjusting his position and using his hands to block or parry. He only defended and did not attack, which already exhausted Natsu.

"It seems Natsu is no match for him at all..."

"But why doesn't Larkad attack?"

Lucy, Gray, and Erza, who had just returned from the lounge, looked at the two figures fighting and asked in confusion.

"Maybe he's afraid of being held accountable later..." Kira said slowly.

"What did you say?!"

"Nothing much... How about some fried chicken?"

“…No need.” Erza hesitated for a moment before declining Kira’s offer.

You seemed to have swallowed just now, didn't you?

Kira thought for a moment, then placed a golden-brown, crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside fried chicken leg in front of Erza, and said in a deep, seductive voice, "Really don't want it? It's fragrant, tender, and still warm! And since you just woke up, you should have some..."

"You'll gain weight!"

"Alright, since we've come this far, I guess I'll have to enjoy it all by myself." Kira put away the chicken leg, and just as he was about to turn his attention back to the arena, a thought suddenly struck him, "Want some strawberry cake?"

"Give me one!"

Kira: "..."

So you're not afraid of gaining weight at all, are you?!

In the arena, the cherry-blossom-haired boy mustered all his strength and used all his magic power to condense flames into his fist. His whole body was incredibly hot, and the air in his path was distorted by the high temperature, melting the ground.

The hot wind billowed the white dragon scale scarf around her neck, and the dark red guild emblem representing the most powerful magic guild in the Kingdom of Fiore was clearly visible on her arm.

With a loud shout, the entire arena was engulfed in flames.

"The Roar of the Fire Dragon!!"

Flames erupted from Natsu's mouth, and the intense heat was felt by everyone sitting in the audience.

Compared to the original work, Natsu at this time did not obtain the Lightning Flame Dragon Mode after consuming Laxus's magic power, nor did he inherit the Flame Dragon King Mode developed by Igneel after participating in magic power. What he now possesses is a purer, more high-temperature-oriented fire power that is more in line with his own.

This power is also different from the Thunder Flame Dragon and the Flame Dragon King in its destructive form; it represents burning and destroying everything!

The only thing that could amplify the power of this flame was the passion and anger he felt from within, that is, the power of emotion, but that was also Natsu's own power!

However, Larcade simply made a casual comment, then took a step forward, and a pillar of fire containing endless destructive power roared past him and slammed directly into the stone wall below the audience seats.

"The moves are still too obvious!"

"So... how long do you want to watch?"

As he spoke, Larcade slowly turned around and looked at the arena, at the other spot besides the ground beneath his feet that had not been engulfed by the flames.

The ground there was covered with only a thin layer of ice, but it was enough to keep Natsu's terrifying flames out. The outermost edge of that thin ice surface emitted a faint white mist under the scorching heat of the surrounding flames.

The chilling aura enveloped Urudia, who stood upon it, like a thin veil, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to her stunning figure.

Upon hearing Larcade's obviously misleading remark, Ultear was certain that this inhuman monk was full of malice and that if she spent time with him, she would find him to be an extremely detestable person.

This isn't entirely due to a woman's intuition; it's more based on experience.

Natsu was feeling frustrated because his previous eight-hit combo had failed, and now, upon hearing Larcade's words, he suddenly turned around and stared at her without saying a word.

Ultear glanced at Natsu and began to coax him, "Um... Natsu, don't you want to try defeating him first, and then defeating me? If you defeat both of us in a row, you'll become the most watched mage today!"

This woman... is just as wicked as Kira!

"Please, I'm just a little slow, not an idiot! Don't even think about provoking me!!" Natsu stopped attacking, crossed his arms, and calmly looked at the two scheming guys in front of him.

What?! Natsu could tell we were trying to provoke him?! He actually has that kind of intelligence?! I had no idea!!

Upon hearing Natsu's words, Larcade and Ultear's expressions changed instantly, each taken aback. It seemed that things had taken a turn for the better than they had anticipated.

Chapter 737 Desire Spreading Through the Venue

"Ahem... This is a three-on-one free-for-all, so if you don't take the initiative to attack, then I'll have no choice but to make my move against you..."

Larkad was indeed still plotting, determined to bring Urutia closer to the battlefield.

With the three fighting individually, each hoping to reap the benefits, the problem is that no one is willing to fight two battles in a row. Natsu, who seems to have the lowest IQ, is the best candidate, but if he doesn't fall for the trap, the situation becomes tense.

"I think Natsu gambled, but he won. There's no other way now. Since things have come to this point, I'll just have to take the loss and fight two against one."

Larcade made up his mind, and suddenly clasped his hands together. A white magical wave emanated from him and spread outwards throughout the entire venue.

Desire Magic, please join!

Larcade's movements were gentle, and his magic was as subtle and pervasive as spring rain. As the magic enveloped the entire venue, a subtle emotion suddenly arose in the hearts of the tens of thousands of audience members.

"Huh? Did that person just cast some kind of magic? Why... wait, what's going on with me?!"

"What?! This feeling... no way?! In a place like this..."

"Hey, hey... what's going on?! I can't control myself!! Stop it!!"

"God, do you want me to believe the second son's judgment?"

"With so many people watching, it's truly exhilarating! Who will fight me to the death?!"

"More...I want more..."

"Damn it! Why do these people look so happy?! I really want to try it too..."

Of the more than 50,000 spectators present, over a quarter were in an abnormal state, exhibiting symptoms such as: flushed face, bristling hair, limp body, weak limbs, unfocused eyes, pupils dilated, and a fierce, angry expression.

Suddenly, a romantic atmosphere filled the entire venue.

"What's wrong with everyone? Why do they all have such weird expressions? It's disgusting..."

"Huh? That's strange! The adults are all acting weird. What's going on?"

"This...this kind of thing...I can't explain it to you..."

The naive teenagers immediately noticed the unusual situation around them, while the experienced adults pretended nothing was wrong, warning the children not to look and even covering their eyes and ears, while secretly enjoying their physical reactions.

Mavis blushed, hugging her petite frame tightly. Her bare, pale toes curled up as she forcefully suppressed her inner turmoil: "Could it be a spell, like a magic technique, cast on people who meet certain conditions? All those affected are adults. Is it because of age...? No! Not all adults are affected by this!"

One of the adults who hadn't been infected was completely bewildered, looking utterly confused, and a growing sense of irritation rose within him: "What's wrong with you all?! I'm the only one excluded, which makes me so awkward!!"

The adults around him didn't respond, only giving him a pitying and distressed look before returning to their own little world, continuing to immerse themselves in supreme pleasure.

“Kana…”

"What's wrong, Dad?!"

Upon hearing Gildas's groans, the clueless Kana was instantly thrown into a panic. However, when she got closer, she found that Gildas had a lecherous look on his face, with his eyes narrowed and a smile on his lips. His once somewhat handsome face had now become lewd and unbearable to look at, which made Kana furious.

"Where did you get the nerve to make that face, you lecherous old man?!" Cana roared, then slammed her fist into Gildarts's rough, forty-yard-long face.

"Ouch!" Gildas cried out in pain, but his voice quickly changed: "So...so...so good!!!"

"Don't make such disgusting noises!!!" Kana was both ashamed and angry, and her wheat-colored fist slammed down again.

Thump thump thump...slap slap slap...plop plop plop...

"President... First Generation... Even Gildarts... Everyone's been affected!"

"Kira, what on earth is going on?"

Lucy, Gray, Erza, Happy, and the others looked anxiously at the people falling around them. This unknown magic, whose effects were unknown, covered the entire venue and affected so many people. Even their own guild master, such a powerful mage, could not resist it. Why did they not feel anything unusual?

"Well... I know that, but it's really embarrassing to talk about it like that~"

Kira gave a perfunctory reply. At this moment, he no longer lingered over the fried chicken in his hand, but instead took out his camera and began to record the embarrassing state of everyone with a wicked sense of humor.

First was Levy, who was closest to them. The girl was lying prostrate on the ground, trembling like a quail. She buried her head in the ground, not daring to look at anyone, and her fair and delicate neck had already turned bright red.

Sarusuk and Troy were anxiously hovering around Levy, like two pathetic... two ants on a hot plate.