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While George's new avatar explored the new world, his avatars in other worlds were also far from idle.
In the underground chamber of the Fairy Tail Guild, George looked at the sphere enveloped in temporal magic. Time had frozen around it, and a brilliant smile lit up his face.
"I finally mastered it!"
After researching the laws of time across multiple worlds and tirelessly analyzing the Fairy Sphere day and night—occasionally even visiting the area around Tenrou Island—he had finally done it.
Today, for the first time, he had successfully cast this world's most powerful defensive magic, Fairy Sphere, entirely through his own efforts.
From now on, unless he encountered an opponent equally proficient in the laws of time—or someone powerful enough to break through time itself—
Just by relying on Fairy Sphere, he could withstand any attack. Self-preservation was no longer a concern.
To break through the limitations of time with brute force would require a being on the level of a single-universe class entity—at least in the Marvel universe.
"It's time to go save them!"
Leaving the secret chamber and rising above the guild, George looked down at the beautifully decorated scene below. Casually grabbing Wakaba nearby, he asked,
"What's the occasion today?"
He hadn't told the guild members that he was heading out to rescue Natsu and the others—so why were they celebrating in advance?
"Master, you're finally out! A few days ago, Bisca proposed to Alzack, and today's their wedding day.
Macao tried to notify you, but your barrier spell blocked him."
"Oh? Then today is a double celebration for our guild!"
George stroked his whiskers with his paw, surprised.
He hadn't expected two good events to coincide—and Bisca was the one who proposed?
He remembered that during the Grand Magic Games, Alzack had wanted to propose to Bisca. But because his performance in the tournament wasn't great, he lost confidence and gave up.
Bisca must have noticed and taken the initiative instead.
"Master, what do you mean, double celebration?"
Wakaba looked puzzled.
George smiled.
"You'll find out soon enough. When does the wedding start?"
"In about half an hour."
Wakaba replied.
George nodded.
"That's enough time. I have something to take care of, but I'll be back before the ceremony begins."
Without waiting for further questions, he instantly teleported away. The next moment, he was floating over the waters where Tenrou Island had vanished.
"So it's a magic deficiency."
Circling the Fairy Sphere, George quickly understood why it had not yet dissipated after being cast.
It had actually been in the process of deactivation all this time, but the caster lacked the magic power to complete it, resulting in extremely slow progress.
At the current rate, it would take about six more years for the spell to fully unravel.
"Let me help you with that."
George extended his right hand and inserted it into the Fairy Sphere. With his deep understanding of the spell, he rapidly merged with it and began pouring in massive amounts of magic power.
Not only did he possess an enormous reserve of magic, but his regeneration rate was ridiculously fast—almost equivalent to infinite magic. So even though this Fairy Sphere covered an entire island, taking a little more time wasn't a problem.
Twenty minutes later, the massive Fairy Sphere enveloping Tenrou Island began to dissipate. The island, once lost to a temporal rift, reappeared in the mortal realm.
"Good—they're all still alive."
George scanned the entire island with his psychic power, confirming that Natsu and the others were only unconscious and injured, with no fatal harm. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, they had faced none other than Acnologia, the Black Dragon of the Apocalypse.
To be honest, even now he wasn't confident he could kill the black dragon. Acnologia's ability to revert any spell back into pure magic energy was a serious nuisance.
Only physical combat techniques—like giant magic that enhanced the body or controlled metal—could deal any real damage to it.
And Acnologia could also use magic, with shockingly destructive power.
That's why George's avatar ranked just below his main self had been seeking to obtain the Qi Source Flow as soon as possible.
He suspected that the Qi Source Flow might outperform divine spirits and could even reduce spells to their most fundamental energy form.
With a flash, George swiftly gathered everyone on the island and used healing magic to revive them.
"Everyone—long time no see!"
George waved his paw and greeted the gradually awakening Makarov and the others with a smile.
"George? What happened? Weren't we attacked by the black dragon? Where is it now?"
The group looked at George, their faces filled with confusion.
Their last memory was of everyone holding hands and facing Acnologia's terrifying roar together, ready to die.
Yet in the blink of an eye, the dragon had vanished—and George stood before them.
"You were attacked by the black dragon—that was a year ago. As for how things turned out this way, you'll have to ask our First Guild Master."
George turned his head toward the high slope behind the crowd, where a beautiful, fairy-like little girl stood.
She wasn't physically present—it was a soul form. But her appearance was identical to the body of the First Guild Master stored in the guild's basement.
Combined with the fact that Makarov had also been unconscious—not the one who cast the Fairy Sphere—George had formed a strong suspicion.
"Hello, everyone. I am the First Guild Master, Mavis Vermillion!"
Mavis smiled and waved at the crowd. They were stunned.
Even Makarov was shocked. He had seen her preserved body in the basement, but had never spoken to her like this.
"At that time, I gathered everyone's belief and magic to cast Fairy Sphere, one of the guild's three great magics.
But as a ghost, it would have taken me seven years to accumulate the magic necessary to break the seal.
Luckily, this mage of our guild not only understood Fairy Sphere, but also contributed a vast amount of magic, allowing the seal to be broken six years ahead of schedule."
Mavis gently explained everything.
"Nice to meet you, First Master. I'm George, the Sixth Guild Master!"
George greeted her while silently admiring her power.
She had been dead for so many years, yet could still manifest as a ghost and use everyone's combined strength to unleash such a massive Fairy Sphere.
He could currently only manage to protect two or three people with the spell at most.
"Six generations already? It seems the guild has grown well—into a wonderful family."
Mavis recalled the scene a year ago when she was awakened by the united spirits of the guild members. Her face bloomed into a sweet smile as she gradually faded away.
(End of Chapter)