A magic merchant infiltrating Fairy Tail

With a loud shout, Gajeel extended his right leg and kicked forward with force. Instantly, his right leg transformed into a thick, long, black iron rod, from which more iron rods grew. This repeated in an instant, forming a massive, tightly interlocking iron sphere that blocked Mr. 1's blade strike, Mr. 2's kick, Mr. 4's baseball bat attack, and Mr. 5's air bullet attack, all of which were blocked outside the net.

The iron ball, after blocking the attack, continued to increase in power in all directions until it smashed into the chests of several people, sending all four flying before it was retrieved.

Faced with the sneak attacks from both sides, Gajeel simply raised his arms high, which also transformed into two enormous iron swords with iron teeth: "Iron Dragon Sword!!"

With a clang, two massive black iron swords clashed with the milky white candle sword and candle axe, causing the entire room to tremble. The two sides were locked in a stalemate for less than a second before the candle sword and axe were cut in half by the sharp blades. Meanwhile, Gajeel in the middle remained as steady as a mountain, his body not swaying at all.

In less than 5 seconds, Gajeel fought against five high-ranking agents, repelling their attacks and even launching a counterattack. He gained the upper hand in the battle, a situation that was unprecedented and stunned everyone in the room!

"What?!"

"hateful!!"

"Ugh—!"

"How is this possible?!"

"real or fake……"

The agents were stunned. They weren't surprised that Gajeel could take on five opponents at once, since he had defeated Crocodile, but they were still amazed by his fighting style and his incredibly effortless and unbelievable movements.

"A Devil Fruit user? He seems to be made of steel? He's somewhat similar to my Quick-Cut Fruit..."

Mr1's gaze was solemn. He crossed his arms in front of him in a defensive stance. Although it looked a bit awkward, it was still much better than Mr4 and Mr5, who had been thrown to the ground in a sorry state. He then turned his legs into blades and plunged them into the ground. Under Gajeel's powerful kick, two ugly marks were directly carved into the ground.

After so many years in the industry, this was the first time he had met someone like himself, and he couldn't help but feel a strong fighting spirit: "Let me see who comes out on top when steel meets steel."

Gajeel noticed Mr. 1's unusual behavior and looked at him with a hint of amusement: "Interesting, can your body turn into an iron blade too?"

"That's right, I am a blade man who ate the Quick-Cut Fruit!"

"Devil Fruits... are they the same things that old man ate? That's so interesting!"

Gajeel's words made the others frown: This guy... it sounds like he doesn't know what Devil Fruits are like? How strange!

Seeing everyone stunned, Mr. 2, who had just gotten up from the ground, shouted, "What are you guys doing? Hurry up and figure out a way to rescue 0-chan!!"

The group of people who had run to the vicinity of the cage were at a loss, stammering, "But...but we don't have the key..."

"Leave it to me!!" Mr. 3 rushed forward, the liquid candle in his hand constantly changing shape, finally turning into the shape of a key.

Crocodile, trapped in his cage, watched the scene unfold before him with visible approval in his eyes, as if to say, "Well done, Mr. 3! I knew I hadn't misjudged you; you truly are the most reliable among this group!!"

Gajeel didn't stop Mr. 3's actions, but a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Hmm?? That's... candle-making magic??"

Upon hearing this, Mr. 3's hand holding the candle trembled instantly, and he almost blurted out "Holy crap!" Miss Golden Week, who was standing silently to the side, crushed the senbei in her hand.

Before they could react, a thumb-sized high-pressure water bullet shot out from behind them, instantly shattering the candle key in Mr. 3's hand into dust!

Everyone was instantly shocked: "He actually had accomplices?!"

Turning my head, I saw that several figures had appeared in the room at some point.

A blond woman with a middle parting, a flat-chested woman with blue hair wearing a headscarf, a woman wearing a blue robe, and a robust humanoid black cat standing on two legs.

They are Marcus, Levy, Juvia, and Lily, who are currently acting alongside Gajeel.

That water bullet was fired by Juvia!

Chapter 844 Whose subordinate is this man?

The agents dared not underestimate the enemy and immediately went on high alert.

They had only ever seen fish-men use water to create attacks more powerful than bullets, but this woman was clearly neither a fish-man nor a mermaid, so the most likely explanation was that she possessed a Devil Fruit.

"Let's split up. I'll take care of this guy!"

Mr1 gave a deep shout, then swung his blade again to attack Gajeel.

After he made his move, the others followed suit. Mr. 2, Mr. 4, and Mr. 5 simultaneously shifted their attack targets, while Miss Doublefinger, Miss Halloween, and Miss Valentine on the other side also coordinated their actions, launching an attack on Marcus, Levy, Juvia, and Lily.

Juvia raised his hand, and water gathered in front of him. Lili drew the iron sword from behind him, ready for battle. But just then, a hand blocked their way.

Marcus with center-parted blond hair!

"What's wrong?" Lili asked.

Marcus smiled somewhat sheepishly, "Since I finally have a chance to take action, let me handle them! And let me show you how much I've improved lately!"

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Juvia, Levy, and Lily fell silent simultaneously: "...Are you really okay? Now is not the time to show off."

Seeing the worry on Lillie's face, Marcus smiled confidently: "Don't worry! This is a new spell I just learned, and it's incredibly powerful!"

"I feel even less confident about the new things I've learned..."

Marcus turned around and looked at the group of high-ranking agents rushing towards him. Magic gathered in his hands, and yellow sand flew up. The fine sand grains quickly gathered and took shape, turning into sword blades in the air.

"Sword of Sand!!"

In an instant, countless grains of sand transformed into sharp blades, bursting forth like a rain of swords. The dense and fierce attack, with its strange yet familiar power, immediately stunned everyone present.

"sand?!"

"How is this possible?!"

"This isn't Zero-chan's..."

Under Marcus's magical control, countless sand swords seemed to come alive, flying nimbly and attacking viciously and cunningly. Marcus tried his best to recall Erza's usual way of controlling weapons in battle and imitated her through his mind. Although he only had the form but not the spirit, and the power was far inferior, the attack skills that were far superior to his own, combined with his greatly improved magic power, were enough for him to fight six opponents at once without being at a disadvantage.

Mr2 dodged the Sand Sword several times, concentrating his power in his right leg as he attacked Marcus directly: "Okama Kenpo - Magnificent Swan Dance!!"

"Sand Wall!!" Marcus raised his hand, and a huge, thick square sand wall rose from the ground, blocking the attack that was powerful enough to kill a beast.

Miss's fingers sprouted sharp spikes all over her body, and a ball of needles flew towards Marcus: "Thorn Hedgehog!!"

"Sand Land!!" Marcus pressed his hand on the ground, and the stone slab ground in front of him suddenly turned into yellow sand. Then, dozens of thin sand ropes shot into the sky, directly piercing into the needle ball and tightly wrapping around Miss's fingers, binding her into a ball and making her unable to move.

Mr4, swaying his 300-pound weight, charged toward Marcus, ready to unleash a human bomb attack. However, Marcus swung his hand back, manipulating a massive amount of sand to surround Mr4. Countless grains of sand swirled around Mr4, violently colliding before finally exploding, blasting Mr4's face black.

"Sand Rebellion!!"

Mr5 raised his flintlock pistol and fired dozens of shots, each a silent bullet made from his breath: "Air Cannon!!"

Marcus showed no fear and immediately engaged in a mid-door sniper duel: "Sand Bullet!!"

With a soft shout, hundreds of thumb-sized grains of sand rapidly took shape in the air, then, like bullets fired from a gun, clashed head-on with the air cannon.

The number of sand bullets far exceeded that of the air cannon. Although dozens of them were scattered, the weakening effect on this move was negligible. Under the storm of sand bullets, Mr. 5 was blasted away, leaving shallow craters in the room!

"Hahaha... Awesome!!"

"Shabo!!"

After taking down several 'high-ranking agents' in a row, Marcus could hardly contain his excitement and exhilaration. He laughed loudly several times, but still felt it wasn't enough. He continued to use his magic to turn a large amount of yellow sand into the air. Through his mind, he made the sand and dust rotate at high speed around a certain center, which quickly created a sandstorm of considerable size. It swept up the remaining enemies who rushed up and then smashed them away without any mercy!

The endless stream of combat techniques not only includes combat skills learned from his companions over the years, but also powerful magic he recently learned from 'Desert King' Agil. After years of accumulation, these techniques are finally being put to good use.

At this moment, Marcus felt incredibly relieved, as if he had finally achieved something great, brought honor to his family, and even had a chance to compete for the S-rank position in the guild next year!

Levy was completely stunned by what she saw. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the man in front of her, who was only about as tall as her even with platform shoes on. It was as if she had never met him before. She exclaimed to Lily beside her, "No way, is this really Marcus? Is that Marcus really that strong?!"

Lili paused for two seconds, then said hesitantly, "...Maybe he's been working out lately?"

What can I say? I'm surprised too! This situation is like Happy suddenly transforming into human form during a battle, using the frozen fish in his backpack as weapons, and then slicing down dozens of enemies and carrying the entire battlefield—it's unbelievable to the extreme!

Marcus's face twitched: What do you mean 'that Marcus'?! How come Levy says things like that to everyone else? She must have been corrupted by Lucy!

Robin stared blankly at Marcus, who was wreaking havoc on the battlefield, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. At that moment, only one question occupied her mind: Who the hell is this guy? Why is he so fierce?! And why is the power he uses so similar to Crocodile's?!

clang!!!

After a dull thud of metal colliding, Mr. 1 was struck in the chest protrusion by Gajeel's Iron Dragon Spear, and flew backward across most of the room, crashing heavily onto the meeting table, overturning the table and himself to the ground.

He struggled to his feet and caught a glimpse of Nico Robin hiding in the corner of the room, hesitant to make a move.

"How long are you going to keep going, Miss Sunday?!"

A loud shout snapped Robin out of her daze.

Robin, finally snapping out of her daze, immediately realized how unfavorable the situation was for her. After hesitating for a quarter of a second, she made a decision.

"I surrender!"

Holy crap?!

"Miss Sunday?!"

All the agents still fighting were stunned, staring at Robin in disbelief, inwardly cursing: We're still fighting, why are you surrendering first? If you wanted to surrender, why didn't you say so earlier? Did you have to wait until we were beaten to a pulp before surrendering??

Not far away, inside the Seastone cage, Crocodile's eyes were practically burning with rage.

"You can probably see it too, right? In this situation, we have no chance of winning if we continue fighting!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Although these people were of unknown origin, their strength was visibly formidable. Moreover, through observation, they had already discerned that the one using sand seemed to be the weakest among them, while he alone could overpower several high-ranking agents. The remaining three who had not yet made a move were even more unfathomable, and they had even defeated Crocodile. In terms of strength, they were more than capable of being the boss.

But things have come to this point, is it even possible for them to continue employing them? If they do, in terms of strength, it seems they are no match for the other side. What will their future work conditions be like?

Imagine a new boss parachuting in with his confidants, or a group of top tech experts, to take over the company. Those senior employees who have experience but whose skills are far inferior to the new employees, it's obvious that their future situation won't be good!

If they had some special relationship, that would be one thing, but how could they not even know each other's background...?

Suddenly, a trembling voice rang out in the silent room: "Um... are you mages from 'Fairy Tail'?"

In an instant, everyone present, from the high-ranking agents of Baroque Works to Gajeel and his group of mages, to Nico Robin watching the show, to Crocodile still struggling in his cage, were all stunned.

They all turned their gazes in disbelief, looking towards the direction from which the voice came, staring at... that incredible man, whose future was destined to be filled with legend—Mr. 3 Galdino!

Holy crap?! There's a traitor in our organization?!

No wonder you guys were just slacking off during the fight earlier; it turns out you were secretly in cahoots all along!

"Why...do you know our guild's name?" Lili frowned and asked in a deep voice.

We bet on it! They really were together!

Mr3 was overjoyed. He immediately smiled obsequiously and took out the competition reward he had received from Kira in the Little Garden from his backpack. The more disdainful he had been when he received it, the more grateful he was now... no, a thousand times more grateful!

"Actually, Natsu, Lucy, Happy, Gray, Kira, and Erza are all my friends!"

Mr. 3 adjusted his glasses as he spoke, “We met in the little garden not long ago and spent a leisurely and pleasant afternoon tea together. They even affectionately called me ‘Candle-Making Mage,’ which led to a friendly and harmonious sculpting exchange competition with Gray. Before parting, Mr. Kira even gave me a copy of ‘The Complete Ishgar Sculpture Book’… This is it! I heard it’s worth at least 3 million J…”