The "rebellion" stirred up by Laxus ended quickly—unsurprisingly, since the "rebel forces" numbered only four.
Although the spectacle was grand, it was all Laxus's doing.
His "Thunder Palace" and "Fairy Law," if nothing else, were visually spectacular to the fullest, capturing the attention of everyone in "Magnolia."
However, the residents and tourists of "Magnolia" didn't realize what it was.
They thought "Fairy Tail" was setting off fireworks.
And indeed, these "fireworks" were dazzling enough that many tourists exclaimed it was worth the trip, eagerly asking why the fireworks were being set off.
Naturally, no answers were found, as even the residents of "Magnolia" didn't know.
It wasn't festival season, and "Fairy Tail" hadn't announced anything in advance.
Since "Magnolia" became the fief of Marco, the "Duke of Rose," whenever "Fairy Tail" organized an event, the city government would usually cooperate and issue announcements ahead of time to inform the residents.
To the people of "Magnolia," Fairy Tail was practically indistinguishable from an official government institution.
Thus, this sudden "fireworks display" left everyone bewildered, even the families of the Mages.
The most confusing part, of course, was the damage to "Fairy Tail's" guild hall.
Unlike the usual minor scuffles inside the guild, this was a real battle.
Even just being caught in the crossfire left the guild hall on the verge of collapse.
"This building is really too old. It's a good opportunity for a major renovation."
Looking at the guild hall with several large holes and even leaning slightly, Marco decisively made the decision.
This guild hall, with its ninety-eight-year history, had been patched up and expanded over time, but its basic structure remained unchanged, only continuously expanding outward.
The reason for the expansion was simple: the original guild hall no longer matched the current strength of "Fairy Tail."
For today's "Fairy Tail," the old guild hall felt too small, unable to accommodate all its members.
During large gatherings, when many members gathered, tables and chairs had to be set up in the front and back yards just to seat everyone.
Marco had actually been considering rebuilding the guild hall for a while, but the old hall, with its ninety-eight-year history, held too much significance to be easily abandoned.
Whenever Marco brought it up, Makarov would silently drink, neither supporting nor refusing, clearly torn.
Of course, Marco himself was conflicted.
After all, this old hall was also the home where he had lived for nineteen years in this world.
He had grown up here, familiar with every floor tile, every wooden plank, and every story.
Marco had even considered building a new hall elsewhere—a larger, more magnificent one—while preserving the old one, using both simultaneously.
However, the old man Makarov did not support this suggestion either.
He still hoped that "Fairy Tail" would remain here, as one and only, not divided into many branches.
He wanted everyone to return here after completing their tasks outside, to rest in this warm harbor, with all the guild members together like a real family, rather than just a simple platform for accepting commissions.
Although this idea was quite old-fashioned, this was "Fairy Tail."
Therefore, Marco chose to respect Makarov's wishes, and the plan to establish a separate "branch" was naturally shelved.
The only remaining option was reconstruction, but the timing had never been decided.
It kept being delayed, with no firm resolution.
This time, although the guild hall was damaged and could still be repaired, Marco felt it was time—to take this opportunity for a major reconstruction.
Of course, before the guild hall reconstruction, Laxus's issue had to be resolved, at least to give an explanation to everyone in the guild.
On the third day after "Laxus's Rebellion," everyone from "Fairy Tail" gathered together—well, gathered in front of the large lake in the backyard.
The guild hall was currently in disarray and clearly couldn't accommodate so many people, so the meeting was held directly in the backyard.
Laxus stood to one side, his body wrapped in bandages.
Freed, Bickslow, and Evergreen stood behind him, their expressions somewhat dejected.
They were the "rebels" who had failed and were now the "criminals" awaiting judgment in this meeting.
Naturally, everyone from "Fairy Tail" gathered together was discussing them, but the atmosphere was not as hostile as one might imagine.
In fact, faint laughter could even be heard.
These faint laughs and the gazes directed at him made the bandaged Laxus's lips twitch.
He tried hard to keep a straight face, not letting his inner embarrassment show.
Using "Fairy Law" as a flashbang, Laxus could be considered unprecedented, and it was unlikely anyone would follow in his footsteps!
After all, someone as stubborn and unable to see their own inner thoughts as him was quite rare.
Marco stood in front of everyone from Fairy Tail.
He did not participate in the discussion but waited silently for the old man to arrive and announce the judgment on Laxus and his "accomplices."
In fact, Marco already knew the outcome of the judgment.
Laxus would be expelled, kicked out of "Fairy Tail" without any room for negotiation.
This was the price Laxus had to pay.
For Laxus, this was undoubtedly a very severe punishment.
In his twenty-three years of life, "Fairy Tail" had been everything to him.
Becoming the guild master of "Fairy Tail" and making it stronger had always been his dream.
Now, not only was his dream shattered, but even his identity as a Mage of "Fairy Tail" was about to be stripped away.
For Laxus, this was naturally an immense pain.
However, at this moment, Laxus could only accept it. Moreover, he was prepared, knowing this was the guilt he had to bear.
His grandfather, his brother, and his guild companions would surely never accept someone who attacked his comrades.
Laxus's face was tense, his emotions churning inside.
The thought that this was his last moment as a mage of Fairy Tail, his last moment in the guild hall, and even his last moment in Magnolia made his eyes sting slightly.
As everyone's emotions varied, Makarov arrived. His expression was as dark as water, without a trace of his usual cheerfulness.
This silenced the guild members who had been murmuring among themselves, their faces turning serious.
Since Laxus's actions had caused no casualties—only electrocuting a few unlucky individuals—many of the more thick-skinned members hadn't even realized the severity of the incident or what Laxus was about to face.
It wasn't until Makarov appeared with a grim expression and began speaking in a stern tone that many belatedly realized what was about to happen.
"Laxus, you are expelled. From now on, you will no longer be a member of the Fairy Tail guild."
Looking at Laxus, Makarov slowly delivered the final verdict.
His expression was complex as he gazed at Laxus, whose own expression mirrored that complexity.
The old man's emotions surged within him.
"Do you have anything to say? If not, leave immediately."
Looking at Laxus, Makarov pursed his lips and asked one final question.
"I... accept this outcome."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone with their complicated expressions, Laxus opened his mouth. He had much he wanted to say, but in the end, he said nothing.
He merely nodded, accepting the judgment.
Deep down, Laxus knew this was not a fair judgment—not unfair to him, but unfair to everyone in the guild and to all the people of Magnolia.
Attacking his comrades in Fairy Tail, assaulting Magnolia, and using destructive magic on the entire city—each of these was an unforgivable sin.
Laxus looked at Marco, his brother, the future guild master of Fairy Tail, the lord of Magnolia, the one who had defeated him.
He knew that the judgment he now faced was born from the partiality of his grandfather and brother.
"Good. Since you accept it, let it be carried out."
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