The Grand Magic Gas, seven years later, ca with a more refined set of rules. If Ivan wanted to accomplish his goal, he'd at least need to keep his identity concealed.
And yet, there he was now, standing boldly before Charles with his subordinates.
Ivan looked at Charles and smiled in a way that could only be described as revolting. "This is our first ti eting, isn't it? Allow to introduce myself—my na is Ivan Dreyar.
Yes, Makarov is my father. Although, I doubt he's ever ntioned to you."
Charles, unfazed, replied flatly, "Don't try to get chummy. Since you were expelled from Fairy Tail by Master Makarov, you're irrelevant now.
So, tell —what's the point of this pathetic stunt?"
Ivan's grin didn't waver. "I can't say I dislike your straightforward personality.
Lun Histoire—that's my goal, and always has been. As the only survivor of the Tenrou Island incident, the old man must've entrusted that secret to you!"
Lun Histoire—a forbidden magic that stood above Fairy Sphere, Fairy Law, and Fairy Glitter, the Three Great Fairy Magics.
In fact, the Three Great Fairy Magics didn't even compare. Lun Histoire was so secretive, even its true na was hidden. Only each generation's Fairy Tail Guild Master knew of its existence.
Its real na was Fairy Heart, the true body of the first Guild Master, Mavis, who had been cursed with immortality, yet lost her life to that very curse.
That body, containing infinite magical power, was sealed beneath the Fairy Tail guild hall.
Charles suspected the real reason Ivan had been expelled was because he tried to ddle with Fairy Heart. And the "dangerous intel" Makarov claid Ivan possessed was most likely its existence.
Charles mulled this over, but outwardly, he said, "Even if I did know sothing, why would I ever tell you?"
Ivan smirked confidently. "Makarov and Fairy Tail's entire elite squad have vanished. You don't want to see Fairy Tail fall into decline, do you?
The best way to restore it is to win the Grand Magic Gas. Hand over information on Lun Histoire, and I'll make sure you win the championship."
Charles grinned with amusent. "And if I refuse?"
Ivan's face darkened like a shadow falling over him. "Then we'll crush you right here and now."
Charles scoffed. "With this bunch of nobodies?"
Ivan raised a hand to stop his subordinates and said, "I'll admit, you're stronger than I expected. But how much magic do you have left?
And let clue you in—Raven Tail was built as an anti-Fairy Tail guild. Every one of our mbers specializes in magic your guildmates are weakest against.
Behind stand the strongest elites. Not even you can take us all on."
Charles responded with a carefree smile. "Let's set aside whether your guild is as great as you claim—did you forget I'm not fighting alone?"
Ivan sneered, "It's useless. Right now, you're trapped in an illusion we created. Your comrades have no idea what's going on."
Charles shook his head. "Don't underestimate my teammates."
Ivan stepped forward. "Then that's too bad… Let's finish this."
But just then, a wave of fla crashed down from the sky, blasting every mber of Raven Tail away.
It was a fla Charles knew intimately—the Skyburning Dragon King's Fla. The inferno obliterated the dark magic fueling Ivan's illusion.
Descending like a fire-born angel, Stella landed beside Charles, her presence fierce and overwhelming. "I knew sothing felt off. So there was a problem."
Though her magical sensing wasn't as refined as Charles's, Stella had still noticed the oddities on the field.
Sting and the others also ca marching in, fists clenched and eager. Though they hadn't realized what was going on earlier, they were now ready to make up for it.
Charles stepped back and said, "You really helped out. I'll leave these guys to you—once we finish with them, the championship is ours."
All four nodded and charged toward the five Raven Tail mbers.
"…So brutal," Charles muttered, shaking his head. He felt a bit of regret for not keeping so sunflower seeds or snacks in his ring—watching Stella and the others lay down a beating really called for sothing to munch on.
Though Ivan claid Raven Tail had been trained specifically to counter Fairy Tail, it clearly didn't matter.
In the original tiline, Laxus had soloed them—so facing Stella's squad now, they didn't stand a chance.
But midway through the fight, Charles moved.
He stepped in and pushed Sting aside to block an attack from Obra, the masked man in the tall hat.
Sting frowned. "Charles, why'd you jump in? I was just about to finish him off!"
Charles replied, "Go fight soone else—this guy's too dangerous for you right now."
Sting didn't quite understand why, but he trusted Charles and went to find another opponent.
Charles had good reason. Just while speaking, he'd felt his magic power draining rapidly, like a dam's floodgates had opened.
But then it suddenly stopped. The "gates" closed again. Obra tilted his head as if he didn't understand what had just happened.
Charles spoke up, "Obra… nah, that's not your real na. Go back and give Zeref a ssage from … never mind. I've got nothing to say to him."
Yes—Obra wasn't a real mage at all, but a puppet.
His true form was a tiny black creature resembling a monkey—not human, but a demon from the Book of Zeref.
His special ability: erasing magic power from his opponents.
In the original tiline, he ambushed Wendy and Carla before the Gas began.
He also assisted Raven Tail in cheating during the first day's battle by secretly nullifying Lucy's magic, causing her Stellar Spirit summoning to fail.
But this ti—Charles wouldn't let him get away.
Obra burst into a fireball, collapsing to the ground without resistance.
Charles wasn't fooled—he could still sense the demon's magic.
A shadow darted out of the fireball, trying to flee the arena—but it didn't get far before being engulfed in fla.
Though not as specialized as Anti-Demon Magic, Charles's fire had purification properties—the Sacred Fla.
In the blazing fire, the grotesque little demon scread, but could do nothing to stop its body from turning to ash.
Its remains resembled burnt pages—apt, considering demons from Zeref's books had magical tos as their true forms.
The sight reminded Charles of sothing.
"END." He needed to start searching for that book ahead of ti—after all, it involved Natsu's fate.
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