Compared to the two fairies, Natsu is truly slaying a dragon!

Yajima: "???"

Almost everyone who chose option A had their screen filled with question marks in the world chat.

Bob: "Damn Makarov, you're so shameless!"

Goldman: "Good heavens, we actually believed you just now, and thought you really had integrity."

"Is this the result?"

Yajima: "Old Ma...you're really shameless!"

"Back then, I remember Fairy Tail was only somewhat famous in the southern part of Fiore. How did it become the strongest on the continent of Ishgar?"

Gerald: "Yeah, you don't have to exaggerate like that, do you?"

Bob: "Also, didn't you say you couldn't possibly swallow your pride and beg someone to join your guild?"

"Then tell me, what exactly are you doing in the sky?"

Makarov: "Um... well, you know people from two different worlds can have different personalities. Maybe this Makarov is the thick-skinned Makarov?"

"If it were me, I would never do that!"

Goldman: "You'd better shut up, Old Ma. I'd be a fool to believe you again this time!"

Bob: "Yes, yes, Old Ma, you've let them down!"

Gerald: "Look at Makarov's posture in the sky... sigh... I really don't know what to say."

Ultear: "This guy is such a simp, always bragging about how strong others are and how amazing his own guild is."

Melty: "What does 'simp' mean?"

Uru: "Melty is still young. You'll understand when you grow up."

Melty: "I'm small?"

(The defiant figure straightened its back, emphasizing its magnificence.)

Melty: "Are you kidding me? I'm not a kid anymore!"

Wendy: "??? Who are you indirectly insulting?"

in the picture.

Soon, Black Natsu, carrying a wyvern, and the incessantly chattering Makarov arrived in the town.

Furthermore, they headed directly towards the city lord's mansion with a clear purpose.

[The sight of a small body carrying a behemoth dozens of times its own size was so striking that it almost shattered the worldview of the townspeople.]

"Hiss? Am I seeing things? That... is a wyvern?"

"The wyvern that dwells in the northern mountains? Has it been captured?"

"What exactly happened? Is it because of that old man?"

"Is it still that child?"

"It's that child. I recognize him. He's the one who accepted this commission at the City Lord's Mansion!"

"It caused quite a commotion back then, but it turns out that this kid really does have some skills, but... I didn't expect him to even take down a wyvern?"

Numerous murmurs echoed along both sides of the street.

Almost everyone's attention was fixed on the extremely unusual Black Natsu, and exclamations of surprise, astonishment, admiration, and confusion echoed throughout the room.

Oh, and there's Makarov's constant boasting about Fairy Tail beside me.

[It's incredibly annoying.]

These voices gradually subsided after Henna entered the castle mansion.

[Thump...]

The wyvern's corpse was tossed onto the ground with a dull thud.

Under the watchful eyes of all the bounty hunters, Henatsu raised his head and looked towards the receptionist.

"The wyvern has been dealt with. When will you pay us?"

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"Have they really solved the problem of wyverns?"

"And it didn't just drive it away, this guy actually killed the monster?"

"Isn't that a bit too exaggerated? That's a wyvern!"

An incredible sound echoed throughout the entire mission hall.

Even the receptionist registering the mission seemed to freeze in place, staring in disbelief at Black Natsu, who was much smaller than herself.

[It wasn't until Henna waved his hand that their attention was drawn back.]

"Oh... okay... alright, I'll settle the task for you right away."

[It didn't take long before two million J in cash was handed over to Hennaz.]

"Would you like to accept another mission?"

Looking at the two million J in my hand, plus the one million J I had previously exchanged, and the fact that every leaf in my backpack could be exchanged for at least 20,000 J, the total value was tens of millions of J. Adding to that the gold beans given to me by Teacher Anna, this was a truly substantial fortune.

Henna smiled contentedly: "No need for now. Come back if you need anything."

Having said that, he turned and left the mission hall.

Makarov, who had been following behind, wasn't about to miss this opportunity and quickly joined in.

"How about I treat you to dinner to celebrate earning your first pot of gold?"

[Henaz stopped, turned his head, and said in a strange tone.]

Are you sure?

For some reason, Makarov felt a sense of unease, as if he had been stung.

But, thinking of my inner goals, I still confidently patted my chest.

"Of course! You pick the place."

Henna shrugged, not refusing, since she was hungry anyway.

He then casually pointed to a shop not far away that looked rather luxurious.

"How about we go there? It's closer."

"TKB Restaurant?"

Looking at the restaurant's name, Makarov frowned slightly and couldn't help but mutter a disapproving comment.

"What kind of weird name is that?"

"If the old man doesn't want to, I can treat him. I have plenty of money anyway."

Seeing Makarov's expression, Black Natsu kindly tried to dissuade him.

Upon hearing this, Makarov immediately became displeased.

"Are you kidding me? I said it's my treat, it's my treat, let's go! Let's go now!"

Henna shrugged, then took the lead and stepped forward.

Makarov followed closely behind.

Soon, the two people, one adult and one child, entered the restaurant.

Makarov looked left and right, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This does look quite upscale; I've never been to a restaurant with such luxurious decor before."

[Henazu remained noncommittal: "Whether it's luxurious or not makes no difference to me, as long as it tastes good."]

"That one too."

Makarov nodded, and the two were led to their seats by the waiter.

A pretty waitress brought over a menu.

"Would you like me to recommend one?"

"What do you recommend? Just bring it on! Bring whatever's good in your restaurant, money's no object, you understand?"

Makarov pushed the menu aside, patted his fanny pack, and raised an eyebrow at the pretty waitress.

[Just kidding, what time is it now?]

Now is the time to showcase our guild's strength. How can we attract someone like Black Natsu if we don't demonstrate our capabilities?

Go! Go all out!

How much can he eat in one meal? Judging from the looks of it, this Black Natsu is quite the glutton.

By winning him over through his stomach and simultaneously showcasing her personal charm, the recruitment plan would be one step closer to success.

The waiter's eyes lit up when he heard Makarov's boastful words.