Night......

Except for the giant bear Dabai, who was still galloping, whether it was Ewen, Makarov, Uru, Gray and Leon, they all hugged Dabai's thick fur and fell asleep......

For a while, only Da Bai, whose eyes were shining, released the endless spiritual power in his body happily under the blessing of Yiwen's additional magic......

Dawn!

When the warm light of the sun caressed everyone's cheeks, Ewen, Makarov and others opened their eyes one after another.

Then I saw countless magisters with weapons in their hands, nervously surrounding Da Bai, as if they were faintly confronting Da Bai.

“……”

The magister at the head of the group opened his mouth as if to say something.

But because of Ewen's enchantment, I couldn't hear what he was saying......

"So what's going on?"

Gray and Leon looked at the Magus who surrounded everyone, and their expressions were a little panicked.

"It's not good!"

Uru could sense the deep malice of the mages around her, and she was on guard, ready to freeze them into ice cubes.

"Ewen, could it be your bear that did something to these magisters?"

"If you do something bad, just apologize to these guys."

Makarov scratched his thinning hair, according to Makarov's experience over the years, there are generally cases where the Magus of other guilds blocks the door, and eighty percent of the members of their own guilds have done something excessive, at this time, as long as they put down their heads and apologize a little, they will generally calm the anger of those Magus who come to find fault, of course......

If the group of mages who find fault with them don't give up, then Makarov will tell those bastards what the Holy Ten Magus are!

"No, my bear is very well-behaved, and usually doesn't take the initiative to find fault, anyway, listen to what these guys are saying first."

Ewen said, undoing the barrier she had placed on Da Bai's back.

"Whew~"

Suddenly, a howling cold wind blew across everyone's cheeks. Feeling the biting cold wind, Makarov subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"Hey! What the hell is going on with you guys?! ”

"Don't you know that this is the territory of the second hand of our Magister Guild?"

"Isn't it because you want to be an enemy of our guild?"

When Ewen revoked the surrounding barriers, she finally heard the constant shouting of the group of magisters.

"The hustle and bustle of the second hand?"

Ewen frowned as she listened to what the magus had to say.

"Hehe, now I know I'm afraid!"

"Now that you know you're scared, get out of here with your bear!"

The magister at the head smiled smugly at Yiwen's appearance.

"I've never heard of ......"

Just when the magus thought that the name of his guild had scared Yi Wen and was proud, he saw Yi Wen show an extremely dazed expression.

"This ......"

Yi Wen's words made this group of noisy wizards of the Second Hands Guild almost fall on the ice with a cunning.

"President, have you heard of this second hand guild?"

Ewen looked at Makarov beside her and asked.

"Hmmm......"

"I can't remember!"

"Is it a powerful guild?"

"There are so many guilds on this continent that even I can't remember the names of all the guilds!"

Makarov turned his brain, finally giving up thinking and looking at Uru.

Makarov looked at Uru and asked, "Uru, you should be the magister here, right?!" Have you ever heard of the guild of why the second hand is called? ”

"Your Majesty Makarov, although I would like to answer you, but in fact I have never heard of such a guild as the noisy second hand......"

After thinking about it, Uru finally sighed helplessly, she had been away from the wizarding world for a long time.

"Uru, you don't have to be so polite, now that you've decided to join us in Fairy Tail! Then from now on we will be family, what adults! Your Majesty! Your Highness! There is no need for honorific titles......" Makarov looked at Ulu with a smile, he was really optimistic about Uru, because Ulu was the kind of steady talent that was scarce in their Fairy Tail Guild, "Me! It's just one of the so-called top ten Magiers selected by the Magic Council, ......" (the last sentence is very loud)

"Holy Ten?!"

"One of the ten strongest Magisters in the Ishgar Continent selected by the Council of Magic?"

The noisy second hand and the magisters who surrounded Yiwen and the others were shocked one by one after hearing Makarov's words, as long as they were people in the magical world of Ishgar, there was no one who did not know the name of the Holy Ten Magisters.

It was a group of people who stood at the apex of the magical world of Ishgar, no, not so much people, but rather a group of people, all of them monsters in human skin.

"Brother Jason, yes, shouldn't it, it was the Magic Council that found out about that incident and specially sent the Ten Holy Magus to destroy us, right?!"

There is a magic master with a relatively weak defense line in his heart, and he directly blew himself up on the spot, he looked at the leading magic master, and asked extremely nervously.

"Stupid! Don't talk about it yourself! ”

"Besides, he said that he was the Holy Ten, is it the Holy Ten? He's the Holy Ten and I'm the Dean of the Magical Council! ”

After listening to his little brother's words, the magister at the head was shocked and said angrily.

"You, you're right......"

After listening to the words of the leader of the Magister, the younger brothers' expressions softened and gradually calmed down.

"Oh?!"

At the same time, Makarov, who had been listening to everyone's conversation, suddenly grasped the point of the dialogue between these Magisters, and was afraid of the Magic Senate, that is...... Are these Magisters doing something shady?!

In that case......

Makarov jumped lightly, jumped from the head of the giant bear, jumped in front of the magisters, and the moment he landed, the circus clown costume on his body turned into a white-gold trimmed coat with the emblem of the Ten Magisters on the back.

"Hey! Imps, please tell me what you just said that you didn't want the Council of Magic to know! ”

Makarov smiled and looked at the noisy members of the Second Hands Guild in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"Stupid old man! Do you think we're going to tell you about it? ”

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way, don't get in the way of our guild!"

The boss of the noisy second hand wizard named Jason spoke disrespectfully at Makarov.

"That's it! It is! ”

The rest of the younger brothers, standing behind Jason, kept echoing.

"I see, don't you want to say more?!"

"In that case, I'll ask again......"

"Imps! Give you a chance to tell what you know now, or ......"

The moment Makarov's words fell, his body became incomparably huge, like a mountain, his face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the terrifying golden magic power followed Makarov's words and scattered into the air, making the air extremely viscous and depressing......