[Ding! Task triggered!]
[Task na: "The Death God's Wrath"
Task content:
The guild master of the Dark Guild "Eisenwald", nicknad "Death God" Erigor, has his sights set on you. Because you took out his carefully selected subordinates in one fell swoop! This has made the "Death God" extrely angry, and he has vowed to make you pay the price! Beware the Death God's scythe!
Hint: "Death God" Erigor has a bounty of 8.5 million J.
Perhaps he's coming to deliver money? Defeat him! Get rich in one go!
Task progress: Defeat "Death God" Erigor (Incomplete)
Task reward: Random skill.]
After Marco left the Magic Council office with 150,000 J, the [Saint System] suddenly popped up.
Marco's eyes imdiately went to the task reward section and he was pleasantly surprised - this random skill was quite intriguing!
Unlike previous rewards, this one wasn't limited to Bronze Saint skills.
This ant there was a possibility of getting a Silver Saint skill, or even a Gold Saint skill!
Thinking about it, this wasn't necessarily a good thing.
With a larger pool, the chances of getting a useless skill also increased.
Being limited to Bronze Saint skills didn't an you couldn't get useful ones.
Weren't the skills of the "Five Bronze Saints" much better than so unpopular Silver Saints?
Of course, if he could get a Gold Saint skill, that would be a guaranteed win.
It would at least be no worse than the "Five Bronze Saints".
"Death God Erigor, is this guy really that famous?" Marco thought back.
The title "Death God" sounded impressive, so this Erigor probably wasn't a nobody.
Eisenwald was a Dark Guild that had only erged in the last two years and its guild master seed to be called Erigor.
However, in Marco's mory, Erigor didn't have the title "Death God".
It was probably like Natsu's "Salamander" - a na given by the [Saint System] itself.
"It probably ans he'll get this title in the future."
After all these years, Marco had pretty much figured out the system's style.
The seemingly nonsensical content in the task descriptions was likely a preview of the future.
'Looks like I need to keep an eye on this Eisenwald guild.'
Thinking this, Marco turned back to the office.
He asked the Magic Council staff for relevant information on the Eisenwald.
Relying on his Fairy Tail mbership and the Dreyar surna, he easily obtained what he wanted.
The official Magic Council office naturally had Marco's information, as he was a registered regular mage of Fairy Tail.
After he gave his na, the council staff had already checked his records.
As a Fairy Tail mage and Makarov Dreyar's grandson, it was quite easy for him to request information on a Dark Guild.
The Magic Council actually encouraged regular guilds to subjugate Dark Guilds, otherwise they wouldn't have put bounties on Dark Guild mbers.
Fairy Tail and Phantom Lord, that pair of old rivals, were probably the two guilds that had subjugated the most Dark Guilds in the Kingdom of Fiore.
These two long-established guilds competed in everything, with Fairy Tail currently having the upper hand.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Dreyar. If we extract the specific guild location during interrogation, we will definitely prioritize sending it to Fairy Tail."
The staff solemnly promised Marco.
After all, these four prisoners were captured by Marco.
Once they got results from the interrogation, they would prioritize sending them to Marco's guild.
This was also a kind of conventional practice, one of the Magic Council's ways of demonstrating their fairness and impartiality.
Marco gave a thumbs up to the staff, expressing his appreciation, then left the office with the docunts.
The staff who had been dealing with Marco was nad Pro.
Marco had a good impression of him, as he had waived a small compensation fee for Marco.
During the fight with those four from Eisenwald, Marco had accidentally damaged a small section of wall.
He had reported it honestly and was prepared to pay so compensation for repairs, but Pro told him he didn't need to pay.
He was the one attacked by Dark Guild mages so he was actually a victim.
If he caused so damage while defending himself, it should be counted against those Eisenwald people who attacked him.
Marco naturally accepted this explanation.
Although it was just a section of wall and wouldn't cost much to compensate, the Magic Council's attitude sohow was very nice.
Heroes shouldn't have to bleed and pay!
*****
After leaving the office, Marco walked while reading the docunts, arriving outside the Onibus Grand Theater.
Although he had tried to speed up dealing with things, the performance here had already started long ago, and the theater doors were closed.
"Not even standing room left?!"
At the ticket office, Marco opened his mouth, his expression very helpless.
The drama festival was so popular that Marco had thought the theater wouldn't worry about selling tickets.
But they had sold too well.
It was already packed inside, with no room even to stand.
Now they weren't letting anyone else in.
Tickets couldn't be bought in advance for others, so Makarov and the others couldn't have bought one for him beforehand.
There was no choice but to wait outside.
Marco wasn't disappointed though, as he wasn't that interested in the play to begin with.
It was better to look through the docunts here.
Marco was already eager to go take out "Death God" Erigor.
Unfortunately, the Magic Council had very little information.
They only knew that "Death God" Erigor used a scythe as a weapon, used wind magic and was very lethal.
The guy always took assassination missions and left very bloody cri scenes.
"He only takes assassination missions, uses a scythe as a weapon, so that's why he has the title of Death God?" Marco made a deduction, feeling it was probably right.
Nicknas like this were usually quite simple and crude, often highly related to the person's magic and image.
Like Natsu's "Salamander", this Erigor's "Death God" was quite fitting.
Marco waited outside the Onibus Grand Theater until evening, when the theater doors finally opened.
The audience mbers ca out satisfied, they wore a happy expressions.
"Over here!" Marco saw Mystogan's figure in the crowd and waved to him.
He only saw Mystogan alone.
This was normal.
With Makarov and Wendy's heights, he definitely couldn't see them unless he flew up.
Not long after, the four regrouped.
Makarov, Wendy and Mystogan all had happy expressions, clearly having had a good ti.
"Did you finish everything?" Makarov looked at Marco and asked with concern.
"Mm, it's all done. We can go ho now." Marco nodded and replied with a smile.
"Too bad you didn't make it into the theater." Makarov sighed, feeling regretful that Marco had missed the wonderful performance.
This show was definitely worth the ticket price.
"There's nothing to regret. I wasn't idle outside either. I caught a few Dark Guild guys and earned so extra money." Marco winked and said.
His words surprised Makarov, who imdiately asked with concern to what had happened.
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