"Jose... ran away?!"
Looking at the direction Jose fled, Ron's mouth twitched, and for a mont, he was dazed.
"No... wasn't he just putting on an 'endless fight' posture?"
"How can he just run away like that? This is too unsportsmanlike!"
"Master! Ron!"
Seeing Erza and Mirajane rushing over, Ron understood imdiately.
'So he was afraid of being ganged up on by justice. This old guy reacts quite fast...'
With Jose's pathetic escape, the war between the two guilds officially ca to an end.
Although it was a pity not to see Fairy Law, one of the Three Great Fairy Magics, considering the old man's age, it's better to do fewer things that shorten one's life.
If I really want to see it, there will be opportunities in the future, for example... a certain blonde youth who is still in his rebellious phase?!
Because Jose ran too fast, the few of them couldn't even give chase.
So the four of them looked at each other and reached a consensus—go back first!
Just as they returned to the ruins of the Phantom Lord Guild Branch, a crowd imdiately sward them, talking all at once.
After learning that Jose had fled in disgrace, there was no worry in their hearts, only the joy and smugness of victory.
"We won, hahaha... we won!!!"
"We beat Phantom Lord! Hmph, this is what happens when you ss with Fairy Tail!!!"
"Hey hey, Jose fled so decisively, maybe he was scared witless by the Master?"
"..."
Cheers, laughter, and uncontrollable pride instantly drowned out the ruins.
On the other side of the laughter.
The mbers of Phantom Lord collectively fell into a subtle silence, their eyes gloomily watching the celebrating people around them.
Wait... we're still right here, you're really not going to avoid us at all?!
These are the ruins... of our guild!!!
Thinking this, many Phantom Lord mbers felt an unprecedented sense of uncertainty about their future.
The Master has run away, what will happen to Phantom Lord now?
"Quiet!!!"
An old but majestic shout instantly suppressed the noise of the scene.
His gaze swept across the shivering Phantom Lord mbers, the sharpness in his eyes gradually fading, leaving only a sigh.
"This matter ends here. Jose has fled, and you have suffered enough. Look out for yourselves in the future."
"If you still want to push your luck and continue causing trouble... don't bla for being impolite!"
Makarov's not-so-tall figure suddenly emitted a strong sense of pressure, coupled with the predatory looks from the Fairy Tail group nearby.
This imdiately made the Phantom Lord mbers break out in a cold sweat, nodding hurriedly and promising they wouldn't dare.
After intimidating the outsiders, Makarov turned around and looked at his children.
In an instant, the pressure of a Ten Wizard Saints Wizard vanished without a trace, replaced by a gentle and kind little old man.
"This victory..."
Makarov opened his arms, his voice filled with endless pride.
"...is a victory for our whole family!!!"
"Whoo—!!!"
"Aye—!!!"
Natsu and Happy, the duo of pranksters, were the first to cheer, instantly igniting the atmosphere.
However—
Amidst the boiling laughter, one person seed out of place.
She stood alone at the back of the crowd, her fingers tightly clutching her skirt, her eyes wandering over everyone.
"Lucy..."
Happy flew in front of the blonde girl, tilting his little head.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"No... no..." Lucy's voice trembled.
Her gaze swept over the injured people on the scene. After the battle ended, a huge sense of guilt flooded her again like a tide.
"It's just..."
Her throat bobbed slightly, "This whole thing... after all, it's all because of ."
"If it wasn't because my father commissioned Phantom Lord... everyone wouldn't have been injured... and the guild wouldn't have been destroyed..."
"Even those people from Phantom Lord wouldn't have almost died..."
"It's all because of that everyone got dragged into this..."
Lucy's voice beca more and more choked, tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't dare look up.
Suddenly.
The noisy crowd quieted down, and everyone spontaneously moved aside, making a path.
A short figure appeared in Lucy's vision.
"Master..."
Lucy hurriedly wiped away her tears, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"I'm... I'm sorry, it's all because of ..."
"Lucy!"
Makarov interrupted her gently but firmly.
He looked up, gazing at the guilt-ridden girl with loving eyes.
"No need to say sorry. Since you've joined Fairy Tail, then..."
Makarov reached out a finger and tapped his chest lightly, his voice echoing clearly in everyone's ears.
"Happy things, we share together."
"Sad things, we share together."
"Whether it's pain or anger, it's not a burden for you alone!"
"Because..."
At this point, Makarov showed a big smile, his voice soft and warm.
"That's what a guild and family are!!!"
"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!"
"So... there's no need to feel guilty! You can feel it, right? Everyone's feelings!"
At this mont, a breeze blew by.
All the companions around her—Natsu, Gray, Erza, Ron... everyone had a natural smile on their face.
No one blad her; there was only acceptance and understanding.
The Phantom Lord mbers nearby watched this scene, their eyes trembling.
Is this... Fairy Tail?
Inevitably, they thought of their forr selves, when they were heartlessly sacrificed.
Unspeakable envy, complexity, bitterness, and self-mockery flooded their hearts for a mont.
"Lucy!" Makarov looked at Lucy. "Lift your head up, you are... a mber of Fairy Tail!!!"
"I... Mmm!!!"
Lucy couldn't hold it back anymore, and her tears burst out.
She nodded vigorously, crying like a child in that sun-filled smile, yet smiling incredibly brightly.
Seeing this, Ron leaned against a piece of rubble, the corners of his mouth curling up unconsciously.
'The old man's words aren't bad!'
'So, this is where the charm of Fairy Tail lies...'
"However—"
The warm atmosphere didn't last for three seconds.
Makarov looked at the Phantom Lord Guild Branch behind Lucy, which had completely collapsed into ruins, and his expression suddenly froze.
A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
"Cough... but speaking of which..."
Makarov scratched his head guiltily, his eyes starting to wander:
"Um... we really did go a bit overboard this ti, tearing their guild apart like this..."
"And the Council, they'll probably be quite angry, right?! I hope they won't put in solitary confinent then!!!"
Then, he turned around, casting his gaze toward the horizon where Jose had disappeared, his eyes narrowing slightly with a hint of solemnity.
"And..."
"The escaped Jose, though a beaten dog is nothing to fear..."
"But a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows is always a trouble..."
"Don't worry, old man!"
Ron walked over and lightly patted Makarov's shoulder.
"My Stormbringer, besides penetration and destruction, also has the effect of decomposing magic power!"
"With that injury of his, it'll be enough for him to recover for a long ti..."
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