Therefore, Shagotte decided to dedicate her future days to serving the Exceed race, acting as a bridge connecting the Exceeds and humans—primarily with Fairy Tail.
Amid the warm enthusiasm of Fairy Tail's mbers, Shagotte departed joyfully.
She didn't leave alone, many of Fairy Tail mbers were curious about the Exceed settlent and insisted on following her to see it.
Naturally, Shagotte didn't refuse.
In fact, she was eager to foster closer ties between the Exceeds and the Mages of Fairy Tail.
The group set off cheerfully, heading for the Exceed settlent outside the city.
With the help of these enthusiastic Fairy Tail Mages, the Exceeds would surely integrate into the local community quickly.
Perhaps soon, the guild would welco even more Exceed mbers.
As for the Mages who had accompanied Marco to the world of Edolas, after their initial excitent and urge to share stories faded, they gradually beca listless.
The imnse magical energy expenditure had left them drained and weary.
One by one, they returned to their hos to rest properly.
This mission was funded by the guild, and the reward was generous enough to allow them to relax for a while—even sleeping for several days straight without worrying about expenses.
The guild soon grew quiet, a rare sight that left Marco feeling sowhat unaccustod to it.
Marco, of course, didn't need to rest to replenish his magic.
After all, he hadn't exerted much effort in this affair, leaving everything to Natsu, Gray, and the others.
The feeling was quite satisfying—it was truly enjoyable to stand by and direct others to do the work!
It could only be said that his disciples hadn't been taught in vain, when called upon, they stepped up without hesitation.
"Here, this is for you."
While reflecting on the recent battle, Marco tossed the Ten Commandnts to Erza.
He had seized this weapon specifically for her, as it was indeed powerful enough to rival Erza's nurous sets of armor.
"This... Shouldn't we return it?"
Erza accepted the Ten Commandnts Gun, clearly enamored with it, though she voiced hesitation.
She was well aware of the spear's origins, which made her feel a bit uneasy.
"Return it? To whom? Haven't I already returned it to Erza?"
Marco joked playfully, and he wasn't entirely wrong—he had returned it to an Erza, just not the sa one.
Besides, the Erza from Edolas was now a prisoner, and the Ten Commandnts Gun was a spoil of war.
Its distribution was entirely up to Marco, he could give it to whover he pleased.
"This staff... is really sothing."
Although Erza said "no" with her words, her actions spoke otherwise.
Holding the Ten Commandnts spear, she vividly embodied the phrase "unwilling to part with it."
Marco thought that even if he wanted to take the Ten Commandnts spear back now, Erza would likely refuse.
Her polite refusal was rely superficial—she had been eyeing this gun all along.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ A token of love, huh~"
Mirajane leaned over the bar counter, watching the interaction between Marco and Erza, unable to resist making teasing sounds as her mischievous side erged again.
"What? Do you want one too?"
Erza held the "Ten Commandnts Spear" and retorted with imposing authority.
It was clear this weapon had truly won her heart!
"Hmph, I already have one. Have you forgotten the demon I absorbed before?"
Facing the arrogant Erza, Mirajane curled her lips.
Marco had given her a "gift" too—the "Lullaby" was a powerful demon she rarely ever used.
"Then how about we test them out?"
A glint flashed in Erza's eyes, she was already growing impatient, like a child who'd just gotten a new toy.
"Bring it on!"
Mirajane gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, determined to crush Erza's arrogance today!
This woman was simply too full of herself!
The two won exchanged heated words, and before Marco could even interject, they'd already stord out of the guild with fierce determination.
They completely ignored Marco, the very cause of this conflict, their eyes now solely fixed on each other and consud by the desire to win.
Watching them leave, Marco opened his mouth but ultimately could only offer a helpless smile.
Sotis, when you're at a loss for words, you really do just laugh.
Mira still occasionally couldn't resist these sudden outbursts, though this mostly only happened when she faced Erza. What a pair of troubled souls...
One could only say Erza and Mirajane had it too easy this ti.
The battle hadn't drained them completely, leaving them with energy to spare for a duel.
In comparison, Erza had contributed more in this fight since she had a specific opponent to deal with and had to exert considerable effort.
If not for Marco's "divine intervention" in snatching the "Ten Commandnts Spear," Erza would likely have had a much tougher ti.
The growth of the younger mbers had made things easier for the "old guard."
This ti, neither Mirajane nor Laxus had to strain themselves, and situations requiring their intervention were becoming increasingly rare—except for special cases like Erza's.
With this matter settled, Marco didn't linger.
He needed to head to Edolas next to help Mystogan clean up the aftermath.
Makarov had originally planned to hold a general eting to announce the "future guild master" situation, but everyone was either exhausted or off enjoying themselves, making it impossible to gather everyone.
Thus, the plan was postponed.
The old man demanded everyone assemble at the guild the day after tomorrow, when he would announce major news.
Using [Another Dinsion Space], Marco traveled directly to the world of Edolas.
He wasn't worried about delays since the ti flow was synchronized between both worlds.
He just needed to keep track of ti in Edolas and could even bring Mystogan back for the eting.
Even though Mystogan was destined to remain in Edolas as its king, he was still a mber of Fairy Tail.
A collective guild eting naturally couldn't proceed without him.
"Vroom!"
Marco's figure erged from the spatial rift, returning to the palace of the Edolas Kingdom.
Standing atop the high tower, his first sight was the massive ruins in the distance.
That was "Extalia," the holand of the "Exceeds."
But now, that "floating island" had already landed on the ground, resembling a small mountain.
And such mountains were not limited to just one—all the large and small "floating islands" in the world of "Edolas" had fallen.
"This feeling is really quite uncomfortable."
Sensing this world that had completely lost all magical power, Marco moved his body a little and also felt sowhat awkward.
This sensation was like suddenly moving from a place with dense air to one with thin air.
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