Vwoom—!
With Laxus as the center, the light of Fairy Law suddenly erupted!
The holy golden light spread rapidly outward, and the entirety of Magnolia was swallowed by the light in an instant.
Under the radiance of the golden light, everyone lost their sight.
Only Ron's blue and gold heterochromic eyes burned brightly as he calmly watched everything happen.
However, while bathed in this light...
Whether it was the people of Fairy Tail, the terrified citizens of Magnolia, or Jason, who was slumped on the ground in fear... no one felt pain or terror!
On the contrary—
An indescribable warmth rose from their hearts, like a gentle sun suddenly shining in the middle of a harsh winter; the comfortable sensation perated their entire bodies.
Peace, serenity, warmth.
Instead of causing any harm, this light washed away the panic and unease in their hearts, soothing their nerves that had been taut with tension.
The light lasted for over ten seconds before receding as quickly as a tide.
Once the dust settled, the world regained its clarity.
Laxus lowered his head, panting heavily due to the massive consumption of magic power.
A smile spread across the corners of his mouth.
"I... I've surpassed the old man..."
With the pride of a victor, Laxus raised his head, ready to admire his masterpiece.
However, when he saw the scene before him, the smile on his face instantly froze.
Ron, Makarov, and Ur stood in place completely unhard, looking at him with varying expressions.
Not to ntion them, even Jason nearby didn't have a single wrinkle on the hem of his clothes.
"How... How is this possible..."
Laxus's pupils contracted violently, his expression shifting from horror to shock, finally settling on disbelief.
"W-Why? Fairy Law clearly activated, so why wasn't a single person taken out?!"
"How can this be?! Hit by that kind of magic power, it's absolutely impossible to be fine!!"
He suddenly looked at Ron and roared hysterically.
"It's you, Ron!"
"You did sothing to Magnolia! You used a technique to neutralize my attack, didn't you?!"
"What a slow-witted guy!"
"Even now, have you still not seen into your own heart?"
Facing Laxus's accusation, Ron calmly shook his head.
"Laxus, you should... understand the effects of Fairy Law very well."
Laxus's expression faltered, his lips trembling.
"The effects... of Fairy Law..."
"It seems you've realized it."
Seeing this, a slight smile appeared on Ron's lips.
Fairy Law smites darkness with holy light and can destroy any target considered an enemy in the caster's heart.
At the sa ti, the more enemies eliminated, the greater the life force consud by the caster; it is a Super Magic with a massive range and overwhelming destructive power.
"Fairy Law's targets are determined by the caster's heart..."
Ron raised his palm, and dozens of massive magical screens instantly floated in the air.
Upon the screens, scenes from every corner of Magnolia were clearly reflected—
The mbers of Fairy Tail, though sowhat dazed by what had just happened, were all safe and sound;
The citizens of Magnolia were also looking up curiously, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.
"Do you see it, Laxus!"
Ron pointed at the images on the screens and spoke softly.
"It's not just us; all of Magnolia, every single person is fine."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hamr smashing ruthlessly against Laxus's heart.
"Laxus, as the old man's grandson, what you inherited from him wasn't just powerful magic and strength, but also..."
"The exact sa gentle heart!!"
"Fairy Law only works on those you deem as enemies, and the result now is already very clear."
"Deep in your heart, you never considered us your enemies..."
Hearing Ron's words, not only was Laxus himself stunned, but even Makarov's gaze toward his grandson beca complicated and hard to decipher for a mont.
There was heartache over Laxus's recent actions, but also relief at the choice made by his heart... "Laxus..."
Makarov stepped forward, his voice carrying a hint of a sigh and relief.
"You cannot lie to your own magic; your heart..."
"...has been seen through by magic!!"
Laxus lowered his head, staring at his fists which had turned white from the force of his grip, his mind in total chaos.
He asked himself over and over again in his mind.
'Magic saw through my heart?'
'So... these are my true feelings?'
His eyes were hollow, as if the conviction he once held to purge the guild and reshape it had collapsed in an instant.
Just then...
Ron drifted down, walked up to the despondent Laxus, and gently patted his shoulder.
"Laxus, why did you want to beco the master?"
Laxus looked up blankly, not understanding why Ron would ask that.
Ron ignored his reaction and continued on his own.
"Is it because of the power of being the master?"
Hearing this, Laxus subconsciously curled his lip, his eyes showing blatant disdain.
"Boring!"
"Heh..."
Ron chuckled, "What a tsundere guy."
He paused, his tone becoming serious.
"So it's because of love, isn't it?"
"Because of love, you are proud, and thus you can't stand anyone speaking ill of the guild."
"It's also because of love that you feel frustrated by their lack of progress; that's why you feel angry seeing those comrades who, in your eyes, are weak and only know how to ss around."
"So... you wanted to change things."
"Even if it ant using extre thods!"
"Tch!"
Laxus suddenly jerked his head away, avoiding Ron's direct gaze.
But his tense body relaxed slightly without him realizing it.
Seeing that although Laxus was being awkward, he had finally cald down, Makarov felt completely at ease.
He walked up to his grandson, his voice gentle yet full of strength.
"Laxus, for everyone, the guild is a ho."
"Comrades are family!!"
"We do not abandon family because they are weak, nor do we exclude them because they are antisocial."
"The guild doesn't belong to any one person, nor is it a tool to fulfill an objective; it is built upon everyone's trust and mutual support."
Makarov spread his arms, his expression solemn and earnest.
"It is precisely this bond between family mbers that makes it—"
"Indestructible!!!"
Ron looked at the short old man before him; at this mont, he seed exceptionally tall.
'Tsk tsk, as expected of the old man; his speech skills are truly top-notch!!'
anwhile, Makarov was currently thinking about how to deal with Laxus.
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