"The Master has indeed suddenly fainted before, but he always got medicine from Porlyusica, and he didn't let me tell anyone, afraid they would worry," Mira said. She then turned to Chen Fan. "How is the Master? Is he okay?"
"No. My power has too much of a magical repulsion. Combined with the Master's powerful magic and his old age, if I forcibly suppress it, it will harm the Master's body. Right now, the only option is to find Porlyusica," Chen Fan said in a heavy voice.
He then lifted Makarov and looked at Erza in front of him. "I'm going to take the Master to see Porlyusica now. The guild, I entrust to you. Don't let the Master down. If Phantom Lord dares to provoke us again, 'it means war!'" He said the last line in a deep voice.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." The sound of the wind rose, pushing the people around him away. Two whirlpools appeared at Chen Fan's feet, and he flew into the sky carrying Makarov.
Chen Fan sat silently beside Makarov, looking at the wrinkles on Makarov's face, and remembered his first meeting with Makarov, and every moment over the years. Tears involuntarily streamed down his face.
"Creak..." The sound of a door opening was heard.
Chen Fan turned around, a little flustered, wiping the tears from his face, then looked at the door. Porlyusica walked in from outside. Seeing that Chen Fan hadn't slept, she felt a little happy for Makarov. They were all good and filial children.
However, she didn't show any emotion. She walked lightly to Chen Fan's side and said coldly, "You should sleep earlier. I heard, too, that this isn't your fault. This old man has had this problem for a long time, you just happened to come at the wrong time."
"No, it's my fault. This illness should only be triggered by an extremely strong emotional stimulus, right? Don't lie to me, I'm a doctor too," Chen Fan said. Seeing that Porlyusica didn't refute him, Chen Fan sadly covered his head and continued, "It must be because I didn't listen to him, that's why he got angry, it must be."
Seeing Chen Fan trapped in self-blame, Porlyusica also felt a pang in her chest. Although she didn't have much affection for humans, Chen Fan, who was so devoted to Makarov, was a good child. She had heard that Chen Fan's medical skills were good, and Porlyusica had even thought of taking him as a disciple, but she had never said it.
Suddenly, Chen Fan seemed to be talking to Porlyusica, and also to himself. "The first person I met in this world was the Master. He saved my life, and from that moment on, I decided to repay him. Since my relatives have long passed away, after all these years, I have come to see the Master as my closest person, and Fairy Tail as my home. I see the guild members as my family. This feeling makes me feel very safe and happy. This is something I haven't felt in a long time. I enjoy this feeling, but now I... I..." Chen Fan clenched his fists tightly, biting his lip, unable to continue.
"In that case, just keep blaming yourself here," Porlyusica said, then walked out the door. For her, who lived away from people, she had long forgotten how to express her feelings.
Chen Fan stayed by Makarov's side like that, his eyelids slowly closing. When he woke up, it was already morning. He looked up and found Makarov wasn't in bed. A little confused, he looked around and saw Makarov standing by the window.
Seeing Chen Fan wake up, Makarov greeted him, "Oh, kid, you're awake."
Seeing Makarov so energetic, Chen Fan also relaxed. He smiled and scolded Makarov, "Oh, old man, why are you so fragile? You were sent flying by just a light touch." He made a small gesture with his index finger.
Hearing Chen Fan belittle him, Makarov jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "What?! How dare you say that to me?! I was just not in good condition yesterday! If you're so great, let's fight again!" He rolled up his sleeves, as if ready for a big fight.
"Alright then! Let's go!" Chen Fan challenged Makarov.
"You first!"
"You first!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, "This is bad, Master! The Phantom Lord guild has come to attack the guild!"
"What?!" Chen Fan and Makarov yelled together.
Chen Fan remembered that Phantom Lord would attack Fairy Tail, but he didn't expect them to come so quickly. With the Master not in the guild, he didn't know what was happening there, and he felt a bit anxious.
He grabbed the man's shoulder, yelling excitedly, "Tell me! What's happening at the guild now?! Is anyone hurt?! How are Erza and Mira?! And..."
"Kid, calm down," Makarov said.
Chen Fan realized that too many things were happening, and his brain, which hadn't been used to thinking for years, was having trouble processing everything. He released the man's shoulder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm being too impulsive now." The man waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
The man then turned to Makarov. "Master, the Phantom Lord guild is attacking our guild right now. What should we do?"
Makarov was also deep in contemplation, then suddenly looked up at Chen Fan. "Kid, I'll leave this matter to you."
Chen Fan instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing Makarov's serious gaze, he swallowed the words he was about to say. With a serious expression, he said to Makarov, "Don't worry, I'll definitely handle it well." After speaking, two whirlpools appeared under his feet, and he flew toward Fairy Tail.
Seeing Chen Fan fly away, Makarov mumbled, "I wonder how many more trump cards you have, kid." He suddenly realized that this was the best opportunity to see Chen Fan's strength, but he didn't know how much Jose would be able to push him. He also quickly followed him.
At that moment, Phantom Lord's giant magic cannon's muzzle was pointed directly at Fairy Tail. In front of the muzzle, magic elements gathered, forming a ball that was blue to almost black.
Erza stood in front of the Fairy Tail building, reverted to her Adamantine Armor, with a shield on her arm blocking in front of her.
"Bang..." With a loud noise, the magic cannon fired. The sea and land it passed through splashed outwards, leaving a deep hole.
"Boom..." It hit Erza's shield. Erza exerted all her magic power, but still couldn't block it. Her body was sent flying backward.
"Whoosh..." A figure appeared next to Erza, catching her just as she was about to fall. With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the remaining magic.
"Chen Fan!"
"Chen Fan is back!"
"The guild is saved!" Everyone in the guild was excited. After all, Chen Fan was someone who could exchange blows with Makarov and even send him flying. Even though Makarov wasn't in his best condition, Chen Fan's strength was undeniable.
Natsu was about to rush forward to check on Erza and ask about the Master, but he was stopped by Mira on the side. Mira looked at Chen Fan, then back, winking her eyes, signaling Natsu not to go.
At this moment, Erza said to Chen Fan with great difficulty, "I'm sorry... I didn't protect the guild well." A weak smile appeared on her face.
"It's okay, you've done your best. Rest, I'll take care of the rest," Chen Fan said gently to Erza.
Hearing his reply, Erza closed her eyes with relief, a small smile on the corner of her lips.
Gently placing Erza on the ground, Chen Fan stood up and turned toward the Phantom Lord members. His expression was extremely distorted and grim.
"All of you... deserve to die!" Chen Fan stomped his foot on the ground.