Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

The two middle-aged men exchanged a glance.

This time it's for real.

Unlike Yefrit's pranks, Fried's spells are highly coercive and cannot be broken by force.

Then there's only one option.

'boom'

Battles broke out throughout the city!

In the guild.

Natsu and the others were forced to stay here.

The wall is updated with information, showing from time to time who has been defeated by whom.

"Damn it!" Natsu's head was blocked by the spell, but he couldn't break the barrier no matter what he did.

The entire guild is locked down; there will be no one left out.

"I really didn't expect Laxus to go this far." Makarov's face was very grim.

Natsu said, "Don't worry too much, old man."

“Naz.” Makarov looked at him in surprise.

Natsu said, "Laxus is awkward, but he's still a member of the guild. I don't believe he would really kill his comrades. He just wants to take this opportunity to prove himself."

"You...you actually have this kind of intelligence?!" Gajeel's eyes widened in disbelief.

“Natsu, you actually believe in Laxus so much?” Makarov was also shocked.

“And then there’s Yefrit,” Natsu said. “Even though he likes to play pranks and sometimes lets us get hurt by the enemy, that’s because he won’t interfere in our battles. But he would never watch his comrades die.”

"but!"

Natsu abruptly changed the subject, gritting his teeth as he said, "Using your comrades to coerce each other into fighting is such a despicable tactic!"

"This must be Yefried's idea!"

"Then Laxus and the Thors will carry it out!"

"This time, their prank went too far!"

"I'm going to teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

Makarov remained silent, looking at Naz with newfound respect.

This child always seems to figure things out at crucial moments!

“Natsu.” Laxus suddenly appeared.

"Laxus, you bastard, stop this prank! If you want to fight, just come at me!" Natsu roared, charging towards Laxus, but he passed right through him. He hadn't expected this, his foot slipped, and he rolled away.

It's just a form of longing.

Laxus laughed and said, "You thought it was just a prank?"

“Even if I don’t believe you, I will believe Yefrit,” Natsu said earnestly. “But Laxus, everyone in the guild, Lucy, Erza… they are not tools for you to coerce them!”

You've really angered me!

"So what? Things are going exactly as I predicted," Laxus said nonchalantly.

Makarov looked at his grandson seriously, remembering what Yevlit had told him: he had never truly understood Laxus.

He is not a perfect old man.

He also makes mistakes.

"Laxus," Makarov's voice softened, "I surrender. Tell me, what do you want?"

On the surface, this game involves four parties.

Laxus, Mystogan, Yefrit, and the rest of the guild.

But in reality, there are five parties.

There's one more—

Makarov.

With Yefrit acting as the mediator, everyone except the guild members knew—

The other three parties are taking this opportunity to express their own thoughts.

Laxus wants to prove himself, understand himself, gain recognition, and perhaps something else entirely.

Mystergan also had his own purposes.

Yefrit, he holds a grudge. No, he's just mischievous, not really. He's helping Laxus and the Guild Master—just helping them find an opportunity to communicate!

Makarov agreed to this farcical game because he also wanted to take this opportunity, as Yevlit had suggested, to get inside Laxus's heart and see what kind of person this only, most beloved, and proudest grandson really was, and what kind of person he wanted to become!

Is now the opportunity?

Makarov felt he was getting a little senile; he didn't know if now was the right time Yefriedt had mentioned.

However, he desperately wanted Laxus to open up to him.

Laxus remained unmoved despite seeing Makarov's attitude.

“What I want is not for you to surrender so easily,” Laxus said.

He pretended to think for a moment, then said, "However, if you're sure you want to admit defeat—"

"Then hand over the position of Fairy Tail president to me."

"This was originally mine; you should have given it to me long ago!"

“No.” Makarov shook his head, somewhat disappointed.

Laxus, is that all you wanted to say?

Chapter 63, Gray vs. Biguslow

Having received Laxus's answer, Makarov looked at him seriously and said in a stern tone, "Laxus, you don't understand what a guild or companions are at all."

"If you could understand that becoming the guild leader is not an honor, but a responsibility, a responsibility to take on the lives of your family, you would never say such a thing as treating the guild as your private property."

"Laxus," Makarov said earnestly, "a guild is not a name, nor a position. Even if I agree, you cannot become the guild leader."

"Is it because of those stupid and weak people? What right do they have to question me!" Laxus was furious at Makarov's words, his expression contorted.

"Laxus, why do you always say things like that!" Natsu said seriously. "Strength or weakness is not important at all!"

"If you want to become the president, you at least need to gain everyone's approval!"

"Gain my approval!"

“Approval?” Laxus looked at him disdainfully and said, “Natsu, then come find me and see how much your approval carries.”

Laxus disappeared after he finished speaking.

"That bastard!" Natsu gritted his teeth and said, "I'll definitely correct him!"

“But none of us can get out,” Gajeel said.

“Gray will have a way!” Natsu said with great confidence.

'Om'

On the barrier, battle information was constantly being updated.

People are constantly defeated, and people are constantly victorious, and then the journey continues.

Gray then defeated several people in succession.

but--

[Gray vs. Biguslo]

Everyone frowned immediately.

This won't be easy to fight!

“Happy, Biggleslow is very strong and must be guarding a magic circle. Go help Gray,” Natsu said.

"Love!" Happy immediately set off to find Gray.

the other side.

Gray spotted the strangely dressed Bigus in the plaza—a black outfit with white vertical stripes, featuring thick purple stripes down to his waist and covering half his face with a helmet, his tongue slightly sticking out to reveal the guild crest.

The stone statue behind Biguslo is Mira, and it is currently placed within a magic circle.

“Grey, are you going to challenge me?” Biguslo grinned.

“Now that we’ve met, I’ll naturally defeat you.” Gray took a deep breath.

"Haha, let's begin!" Bigusro laughed wildly.

His magic is doll possession—binding one's soul to a doll.

The most common way to control five small dolls—they are cylindrical in shape, have different facial expressions painted on them, and have very cute names.

The five puppets can be combined in many ways, and each combination has a different magic.

"Haha, Gray, come and feel the babies' enthusiasm!"

Biguslo manipulated the puppets to constantly change combinations, bombarding Gray with magic.

Gray kept using ice to defend himself, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

He aimed for an opening and unleashed a spell.

‘Kaka’

All five puppets were frozen!

Gray immediately seized the opportunity and rushed toward Biguslow.

“It’s no use, Gray.” Biguslo remained unfazed, given the distance between them. He said, “My magic can transfer the souls of dolls. Even if a doll is frozen, I can still transfer it to another doll.”

He pulled out five fitting mannequins from the clothing store next door.