Chapter 62, The nature of the game
Ephrit flew out another card and turned into a long curved bar——
Cat tail.
Makao and Wakaba couldn't bear to watch.
“Let's go?” Makao said.
“Let's go.” Wakaba turned and left.
Rescue Gray?
Defeat Everit?
Give me a break!
How are you sure that Everit is really there?
Even if Everit appeared in front of him, the Everit that Gray saw was not the Everit that they saw!
And the Everit they saw, was it the real Everit? !
Just now, someone tried to take advantage of the opportunity to attack Evelit, but what they encountered was just another pole dance.
Still in front of everyone.
A shameful thing. Once is enough!
Anyway!
This time, isn't everyone embarrassed?
Thinking about it this way, I feel a little comforted.
so-
Makao and Wakaba decisively tore off their clothes, then turned around and left!
“Huhuhu—”
Gray was panting and feeling a little exhausted.
He finally mastered the firing pattern of Everit's new pistol!
That is, attack speed!
He can get close!
Gray continued to dodge bullets and gradually approached Everit, his magic already ready to go.
When you are close enough to reach a sufficient distance—it is determined that Everit's reaction time is not enough to dodge the attack.
Gray takes action!
"I like Natsu the most!" This is the tattoo text printed by this bullet.
“Ice Shape·Maul Soldier!”
Gray resisted the bullet, used magic, and then put on a bandage to pretend to be injured, thinking that it would be a big deal.
The huge hammer hit Everit.
The ground was cracked.
The illusion before my eyes disappears.
"Huh?" Gray felt something strange. He looked down and almost fainted.
“Yevrit!!”
Gray's roar was heard by Macao and Wakaba who had already run far away.
The two of them did not rejoice in their misfortune, because they remembered that they had experienced the same tragic experience just now.
They are all uncles with wives and children!
Wearing a maid outfit and doing a twerk dance or something like that
'hum'
Suddenly, barriers rose in all directions.
Makao and Wakaba's expressions changed greatly—
The barrier says "The spell will be unlocked only when the only winner appears."
Just climbed out of a trap.
Another trap appeared.
The two uncles looked at each other.
This time it's for real.
Different from Everit's prank, Freed's spell is very coercive and cannot be broken by force.
Then only.
Fights broke out everywhere in the city!
In the guild.
Natsu and others were forced to stay here.
Information is updated on the wall, showing who was defeated by whom from time to time.
"Damn it!" Natsu held the spell on his head, but he couldn't break the barrier.
The entire guild is locked, and nothing will be missed.
"I really didn't expect that Laxus would do this." Makarov's face looked ugly. But Natsu said: "Don't worry too much, old man."
"Natsu." Makarov looked at him in surprise.
Natsu said: "Although Laxus is very awkward, he is also a member of the guild. I don't believe that he will really kill his companions. He just wants to take this opportunity to prove himself."
"You guy... actually have such an IQ?!" Gajeel's eyes widened, feeling incredible.
"Natsu, you actually believe in Laxus so much." Makarov also looked shocked.
"And Everit." Natsu said: "Even if he likes to play pranks, he will occasionally let us be injured by the enemy. That's because he will not interfere in our battles, but he will never watch his companions die. of."
"but!"
Natsu changed the topic and said through gritted teeth: "Using your companions to coerce everyone into taking action against each other is too despicable!"
“This must be Everit's idea!”
“Then Laxus and the Thunder Gods will do it!”
“This time, their prank went too far!”
“I'm going to give them a good lesson!”
“.” Makarov was silent. He looked at Natsu with admiration.
This child is always able to figure out some key things at critical moments!
"Natsu." Laxus suddenly appeared.
"Laxus, you guy, stop this prank immediately. If you want to fight, just come here!" Natsu yelled and rushed towards Laxus, but he passed through his body. He didn't expect it. When this happened, his feet slipped and he rolled out.
It's just the body of thoughts.
Laxus smiled and said, "Do you think it's just a prank?"
"Even if I don't believe you, I will believe in Everit." Natsu said seriously: "But Laxus, everyone in the guild, Lucy, Erza. They are not tools you use to coerce everyone. !”
“You **** me off!”
"So what, things are developing in the direction I expected." Laxus said nonchalantly.
Makarov looked at his grandson seriously. He remembered what Everit said to him. He had never really gotten to know Laxus.
He is not a perfect old man.
He also makes mistakes.
"Laxus." Makarov's voice softened and he said, "I give up. Tell me, what do you want?"
This game, on the surface, involves four parties.
Laxus, Mistgun, Everit, and everyone in the guild.
But it's actually five parties.
There is one more—
Makarov.
With Everit communicating in the middle, everyone except the guild knows—
The other three parties are taking this opportunity to express their ideas.
Laxus wants to prove himself, he also wants to see himself clearly, he also wants to be recognized, and maybe some other things.
Mistagon also has its own purpose.
Evrit, he has a grudge. No, he just has a bad intention. Help Laxus and the president - help them find an opportunity to communicate!
As for Makarov, he agreed to this nonsense game because he also wanted to take this opportunity, as Everit said, to enter the heart of Laxus and see the only one. , the most beloved and proud grandson, what kind of person is he, and what kind of person does he want to be!
Is now the opportunity?
Makarov felt that he was a little old and confused. He didn't know if now was the time that Everit said.
However, he really hoped that Laxus could open up to him.
Laxus saw Makarov's attitude, but he did not waver.
"What I want is not for you to simply surrender." Laxus said.
He pretended to think about it for a moment, and then said: "But if you are sure you want to admit defeat-"
“Then leave Fairy Tail and the position of president to me.”
“This is mine, you should have given it to me a long time ago!”
“No.” Makarov shook his head in disappointment.
Laxus, is that all you want to say?
(End of this chapter)
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