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Chapter 235: Let's Go See Wendy, Jellall
Chapter 235: Let’s Go See Wendy, Jellall
After carefully examining Rod’s injuries and confirming that they were indeed not as serious as he had said, Mira finally felt relieved.
After reapplying the medicine and rewrapping the bandages, the amount of bandages on Rod’s body had significantly reduced, making him look much less terrifying.
“What kind of opponent could make you fight with Erza and Natsu and still get injured like this?”
“It’s that man-eating demon, the one I mentioned earlier.”
“That’s too brief; it’s hard to imagine the battle.”
“Alright, then I’ll tell you in detail.” Rod thought for a moment and said, “I forgot.”
“How is that possible?”
Rod looked at her, “I need to hold you for a moment to remember.”
“No way.” Mira refused, “I’m covered in the smell of alcohol.”
Rod laughed, “It’s a coincidence, I’m covered in the scent of medicine.”
Perhaps because of the alcohol, Mira hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to Rod, leaning against him.
Rod boldly held her, and both of their hearts started beating faster.
In the medical room, with a man and a woman alone, Rod had a bold idea of holding the girl he liked in his arms.
Unfortunately, it was just a thought.
Both of them remained silent for a while, as if feeling each other’s heartbeat, and also feeling their own.
Mira couldn’t hold back any longer, “Should you be able to remember now, right?”
Rod replied with a blush, “Remember a little, don’t move.”
Mira raised her hand, remembering the injuries on his body, and gently squeezed his uninjured arm.
But apart from that, she really didn’t move.
Holding her, the mix of alcohol, medicine, and the scent of her hair filled Rod’s nostrils with a peculiar sensation.
“The story starts from when we split up into different groups to act...”
He recounted the discovery of the anomaly, the battle, and the techniques used, weaving the tale as if telling a story.
Despite intentionally blurring the details of the injuries he sustained after being beaten, every time he reached that part, he could feel her hand gripping his shirt.
“Afterwards…” Listening to him recount the entire process with tension, Mira wanted to say something but held back.
She wanted to say that she hoped he wouldn’t take on such dangerous missions in the future, but she thought Rod didn’t need her to remind him.
This mission itself was an accident.
And Liss’s encounter was also regrettable.
“I know.” Rod could roughly guess what she wanted to say.
He felt the topic was a bit heavy, suggesting Mira talk about what happened at the guild when he was away.
Mira had a reason to suspect he didn’t want to let go, but she didn’t try to break free, instead leaning against him and talking about recent events.
It was like Alzack and Bisca’s fake couple mission didn’t go smoothly because both were too shy. But fortunately, even when exposed, they still managed to catch the troublemaker.
It was like Mijika’s incident a few days ago when she beat up a man who wanted to pursue her, saying she didn’t like men who were too weak. Now Mira wanted to encourage Elfman to fight her.
It was like Joy and the past, always falling and breaking teeth, during Bidisha’s dance, accidentally stepping on a pebble, falling and then fighting with Joy.
Big and small, all kinds of things, the two of them talked and laughed, from late night until early morning.
Mira yawned, finally feeling a bit tired. She checked the clock on the wall:
“It’s this time already, let’s rest a bit."
“Alright.”
The two of them took a short nap on the medical room’s bed, and in the morning, they had to go back to work.
—Rod wanted to protest, why the medical room had two beds?
... The next morning, a group of flowers woke up from a deep sleep.
First, they followed the routine and had a fight, then complained about who always did such boring things while they busily restored the guild to its original state.
This time, Rod really planned to rest for a while longer, fully recovering from his injuries before considering work again.
Natsu and Happy, having made a large sum of money, didn’t have to worry about food for a long time, so they didn’t plan to go out anytime soon.
Unless there were more dragon-related news.
However, even with Natsu around, there wasn’t much to worry about the guild being torn apart, as Erza wouldn’t be going out either.
Several sets of her armor were damaged and needed a long time to repair.
Additionally, Mira mysteriously told Rod that most of Erza’s armor needed to be readjusted.
The reason seemed to be that Erza had grown older, and her figure had changed slightly, making the old armor feel tight.
Rod didn’t understand what she was talking about.
However, based on the intelligence he had, Mira had been on par with Erza in every aspect since they were young.
He was also a bit curious about how much it would cost to readjust all those pieces of armor.
The two of them chatted at the counter, one calculating the day’s income and expenses, the other organizing the new missions they had received.
Mira yawned, “Not getting enough sleep really doesn’t work; I feel a bit drowsy again.”
“Want to sleep? My shoulder is always here for you to lean on.” As he spoke, Rod also yawned, suspecting he had been infected by her.
“Huh? No, this feeling is….”
Genuine drowsiness mixed with a sleep spell, making it hard to distinguish.
Just as Rod noticed something odd, Mira had already fallen over. Catching her, he adjusted himself to a comfortable position and slowly drifted into sleep, resisting only half-heartedly.
This time, he managed to see the figure of someone entering the guild before closing his eyes.
Mystogan, as usual, silently went to the mission board, picked a task, and showed it to the Master on the second floor.
He then turned to leave without any delay.
Makarov said, “Wait a moment, there’s something I need to tell you.”
Mystogan stopped and waited for the Master to speak.
“Do you remember a child named Wendy?” Makarov, seeing his reaction, knew the answer.
“Try to visit Cat Shelter when you have the time. That child has been looking for ‘Jellall,’ and if he doesn’t show up, she might be taken advantage of by dangerous people.”
Makarov found the young councilor Zeklein a bit suspicious, but he couldn’t just investigate based on that bit of doubt.
Erza seemed to know something, but since she wasn’t willing to speak, it indicated that it wasn’t something that would harm the guild.
“I understand.” Mystogan remembered the little girl he had met when he first arrived in this world.
With the same blue hair as him, she had made him feel that it would be nice to have a sister like her.
Back then, his name was still ‘Jellall.’
However, he needed to do something important and dangerous for a long time, so he couldn’t always take Wendy with him.
She has already joined the guild… it might be good to go and see her.
Mystogan walked out of the guild’s front door, snapped his fingers, and the sleep spell was lifted, his figure disappearing.
Everyone woke up, and inevitably, there were complaints.
Natsu even ran out to look for a while, returning with a disgruntled look, “That guy, why can’t I smell him?”
Today I seem a bit lazy o(╥﹏╥)o Come on, give me some encouragement.
(End of Chapter)
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