"No, we're not friends!" Natsu and Gray exclaimed in unison, separating themselves with disgust, as if touching dirt.
"Huh..." Erza looked even more confused, her expression adorable.
"I've never seen Natsu like this," Lucy said, wondering if Natsu's head was broken, or if he had a fever.
"Natsu was challenged by Erza countless times before and always got beaten black and blue," Mira explained from the side, her smile returning, stifling a laugh. Macao also added, "Gray was also disciplined by Erza for being naked in the street."
"Loke tried to pursue Erza and got beaten half to death too," Cana added, sipping her drink, nonchalantly.
Suddenly, Erza looked around the guild, as if searching for something, her eyes sweeping every corner thoroughly, like a predator looking for prey. Mira, seeing Erza's expression, said, "If you're looking for Chen Fan, he went with Master to attend the regular meeting."
"Oh, really? That's good!" Erza said, somewhat pleased, a faint smile gracing her lips, a rare glimpse of emotion.
However, Mira, who carefully observed Erza's eyes, saw a hint of disappointment in them, as quick as a shadow. She sighed softly in her heart, and the smile on her face disappeared for a moment, replaced by a melancholic expression.
"Natsu, Gray, there's something I want to ask of you. I heard something at my workplace, and I originally wanted to hear Master's opinion, but I've decided it needs to be resolved as soon as possible. So, I hope to use your strength. Will you come with me?" Erza quickly changed her mood and said to Natsu and Gray, her tone serious, her eyes filled with determination.
Hearing Erza ask for help, everyone in the guild was greatly surprised. "What happened? That Erza actually invited others? This is the first time!" they murmured, their voices full of astonishment.
Erza didn't pay attention to what others were saying and continued, "We're leaving tomorrow, so get ready."
Mira stroked her chin, thinking as she spoke, "Erza, Natsu, and Gray... although I've never imagined it like this before, perhaps this is Fairy Tail's Strongest Team."
At this moment, Chen Fan, who hadn't had a chance to appear yet, was in a brightly lit villa. Drowsily, he sat on a luxurious sofa, watching people come and go, either raising their glasses or celebrating. He exclaimed inwardly, "Where am I?!"
"Chen Fan, you're awake! Come on, come on, let me introduce you," Makarov called Chen Fan from a distance, his voice cheerful, slightly drunk.
Seeing Makarov, Chen Fan knew for sure this old man had brought him here. And this old man was even sitting on the table, eating and drinking heartily, a truly embarrassing behavior for a Guild Master.
He turned his face away, pretending not to know this person, but Makarov actually jumped from the table, walked in front of Chen Fan, jumped onto the table in front of Chen Fan, and clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. All eyes in the hall focused on Chen Fan. There was no escape.
"Greetings, fellow Mages! This is the pride of our guild, Fairy Tail! Everyone, a round of applause!" After Makarov finished speaking, applause began to thunder through the room. Chen Fan didn't expect this old man to be so respected among these Guild Masters.
Chen Fan saw that he couldn't avoid it. He took a wine glass with his slender fingers from the table, stood up, a slight smile on his face, nodding in acknowledgment. Outwardly, Chen Fan still showed Makarov a lot of respect.
Then, a surprised voice was heard, "God's Hand!" As soon as the name was called, everyone reacted and carefully looked at Chen Fan. They had only been paying attention to the various Guild Masters, but didn't expect such a prominent figure to be sitting in the corner. Everyone knew that Chen Fan had the ability to influence the Magic Council!
One by one, they raised their glasses towards Chen Fan, while scrutinizing him from head to toe, or exchanging glances with the person next to them, wanting to extract information from him.
"Oh, isn't this the handsome young man Chen Fan? Have you missed me lately?" A flamboyant and plump man, Bob, spoke beside Chen Fan, reaching out to touch him. Chen Fan subtly avoided him with an unintentional shift in movement.
"Yes, of course, I missed you to 'death'!" Chen Fan said through gritted teeth, a forced smile, unable to do anything about the plump man. It should be known that this plump man was Bob, the Master of the Blue Pegasus guild. Chen Fan had seen him before, but didn't expect him to be so 'hands-on' with Chen Fan as soon as they met, which truly made Chen Fan despise him. Even now, thinking about it could give him nightmares. Of course, in those nightmares, Chen Fan would give the plump man a good beating.
"Oh, don't say that! You'll make me shy!" Bob said, cupping his face with both hands, acting like a bashful young woman, while Chen Fan had already turned his face away, afraid he would have nightmares again tonight.
"Don't bother with him, Chen Fan, why don't you join my guild instead? If you come to my guild, the next Guild Master will undoubtedly be you. Why be an S-Class Mage in that small guild?" Goldmine, the Guild Master of the Quatro Cerberus guild, said to Chen Fan, trying to entice him with a cunning tone.
"Don't even think about it! How can your guild be as good as our 'Fairy Tail'?! We have beauties everywhere in our guild!" Makarov jumped onto the table like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and exclaimed, angry, his face flushed.
"Alright, Guild Master Goldmine was just joking. Can't you see that?" Chen Fan said from the side, trying to defuse the situation, an awkward smile.
"Right, little Makarov, Goldmine was just joking," Bob, the pervert, appeared again, but Makarov still glared at Goldmine with his ox-like eyes, making Goldmine feel very uncomfortable.
So he waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, I was just joking." Only then did Makarov smile happily, and the other Guild Masters also began to laugh, relieved. This was the sorrow of the smaller guilds; when Makarov, Goldmine, Bob, and Chen Fan were talking, they didn't even dare to interrupt. When the Masters of the large guilds were happy, they still had to force a smile.