It's no wonder Precht was greatly alarmed and speculated that Makarov was planning to lead the Fairy Tail Guild to rule the world, after seeing the intelligence reports on the Fairy Tail Guild submitted by his subordinates.
After all, none of the above intelligence reports wronged Old Makarov.
Yes, they were all done by the Fairy Tail Guild.
However, whether Old Makarov was truly the one leading it is a big question mark!
Old Makarov: "Master Precht, do you think everything you just said was what I wanted to do?! Everything you mentioned, except for the time at the Magic Guild Masters' meeting when I drank too much and that scoundrel Jose's mouth was truly irritating, so I couldn't hold back and accidentally broke a few of Jose's ribs, none of it has anything to do with me! I'm truly being wronged~"
Well, just as Precht was planning how to make Fairy Tail and Grimoire Heart the top dogs, both overt and covert, in the Ishgar continent, and fearing that Makarov would become addicted to power and not return the Fairy Tail Master position to him.
Inside the Fairy Tail Guild.
"Ah! I'm going to die…"
Makarov wiped away tears continuously as he looked at the bill in his hand.
"Let whoever wants to be the Master of this Fairy Tail Guild be it!"
"Master Precht, now that the First Master and Senior Warrod have returned to the Guild, why don't you just come back too! Please come and save me!"
Makarov looked at the bill, with a '1' at the beginning followed by a string of zeros that were impossible to count; he was completely burned out, like a puddle of mud, lying on the bar in the depths of the Guild, staring blankly at the Guild's ceiling, praying to the gods to return Master Precht to him.
"Master, are you alright?!"
"Master, you must be strong!"
In response, the group of carefree Magicians in the Guild gathered around Makarov, their faces filled with worry.
Anyone in this Guild could fall, but Makarov absolutely could not!
If Makarov fell, who would clean up after these troublesome brats and pay their debts?!
"Laxus, hurry up and get to work!"
After wiping away his tears, Makarov's gaze fell upon Laxus, who was not far away; he could only place his hopes on his grandson now.
"Grandpa! Even if I try my best to complete missions, just relying on the rewards from A-rank missions, I wouldn't be able to gather this much money in a short time, right?! This can't be paid off?!"
Laxus was a bit helpless; A-rank missions typically maxed out around one million J.
A few days ago, they dismantled docks, destroyed train stations, flattened someone's church, and blew up half a town; all of these combined, the units behind the numbers would have to be calculated in the hundreds of millions…
This was also because the church and the town were restored by Warrod using magic.
However, the docks and the train station couldn't be repaired with just wood.
"Laxus, if I'm not mistaken, you've broken through, haven't you?!"
Makarov squinted, scrutinizing Laxus, and then suddenly realized that Laxus's magic power seemed to have already reached the realm of the 'Ten Wizard Saints'.
"Zzzzzzz…"
"Hmm! Isn't that to be expected?!"
Accompanied by bursts of thunder, Laxus unleashed magic power no weaker than that of a 'Ten Wizard Saints'.
Months ago, shortly after the S-Class Mage Examination ended, he successfully crossed the threshold of the 'Ten Wizard Saints', finally entering the realm he had once yearned for!
However, once Laxus truly entered this realm, he found that it didn't seem to be anything special.
Of course, this 'Ten Wizard Saints' threshold is calculated according to Jura from seven years ago.
Yes, Jura is really useful.
He's practically Fairy Tail's universal combat power unit.
Seven years ago, he was the 'Ten Wizard Saints' threshold.
Seven years later, he is the human limit, the threshold of the 'Non-Human' realm.
"Laxus, my eyes aren't very good today, I suddenly can't see you anymore…"
"Just for today, listen carefully! Just for one day!"
"I won't say anything no matter how many S-rank missions you take."
"Because I can't see you, you see~"
"Who told my eye condition to suddenly flare up?!"
"If I can't see you, I can't control you."
Makarov said, conscientiously closing his eyes.
Well, in order to gather the outstanding debt, Makarov had already disregarded the Guild's rules!
Makarov was the only Master who led the way in violating the Guild's rules.
"Huh?"
Laxus was stunned; he hadn't expected Makarov to abandon even his dignity in order to quickly earn money and gather the huge sum of outstanding funds.
"Hey! Master…"
"If Laxus can take S-rank missions, then I should be able to too!"
At this moment, Mirajane suddenly stood up from her seat, annoyed, and looked at Makarov, speaking earnestly.
"You…"
Hearing this, Makarov's gaze fell upon Mirajane…
Currently, Mirajane's magic power was still far from reaching the 'Ten Wizard Saints' standard!
Mirajane, at present, had only reached the level of a seasoned S-Class Mage; it would likely take another year for her to reach the threshold of the 'Ten Wizard Saints'!
It would take another year to break through the threshold of the 'Ten Wizard Saints'.
According to Makarov's estimation, Mirajane would officially reach the 'Ten Wizard Saints' level in two or three years, at the age of sixteen or seventeen.
"You're still not ready!"
Makarov shook his head forcefully.
Although the fourteen-year-old Mirajane, if placed in the Phantom Lord next door, could completely earn the S-Class title and be cultivated as the Guild's ace!
But this is Fairy Tail, known as the king of internal competition, so no…
Without the strength of a 'Ten Wizard Saints', you still want to become an S-Class Mage and take S-rank missions?!
Don't be silly! Everyone else is queuing up ahead of you!
"Mirajane, you still need to work hard~"
Ultear, perhaps because she was a year older than Mirajane, or perhaps because she had been cultivating by Ur's side for a long time…
Currently, Ultear was already standing at the threshold of the 'Ten Wizard Saints'; if she was lucky, she might officially enter the realm of the 'Ten Wizard Saints' within a year.
"Huh?!"
"Why?"
"My strength has clearly reached S-Class."
Mirajane looked indignant, sitting sullenly in her chair.
Just a few days ago, Mirajane had encountered Sol, the S-Class Mage 'Earth Element' from the Phantom Lord Guild next door, during a mission; honestly, that guy was truly weak.
"Your temperament isn't enough yet!"
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