However, the Fairy Tail Guild already had one Ten Wizard Saints, Makarov.
Furthermore, whenever the new generation of Mages in the Guild went on missions, they always caused large-scale destruction, so the outside world's evaluation of their Guild was actually mixed.
And these evaluations, when they reached the ears of the old fuddy-duddies in the Council, only became a mix of apprehension and disgust towards the Guild.
Even though Ankh's merits were worthy of the Ten Wizard Saints title, they repeatedly delayed, trying to avoid this outcome.
However... what was meant to come would always come, and the Council could not erase Ankh's contributions over the years.
Makarov leaned on his wooden staff, his hands behind his back, and said, "The Council members will arrive soon to announce your appointment as a Ten Wizard Saints."
Ankh's eyes were slightly red, and he sneered, "Given the Council's usual style, coming in person... they must be planning to give a young man like me a bit of a power play, right?"
A mischievous smile appeared on Makarov's face, and he whispered, "Then—let them have their wish..."
The two smiled eerily, and the room was filled with the scent of conspiracy.
"Master! Ankh! The Council is here, and Mirajane is about to fight them!"
At this moment, a frantic pounding on the door and an anxious shout from a Guild member suddenly came from outside.
Makarov smiled slightly, "I'll leave it to you."
"Alright."
Ankh stretched, opened the door, and walked out.
Just as his Guild member had said, the hall was indeed in chaos.
The Council team, who had just entered, had been scattered, and several frog-like... creatures lay on the ground, wailing incessantly.
A team of Mages holding magic staffs rushed forward, surrounding a young man in a white robe, their expressions extremely tense.
And the one standing in front of them, obstructing them, was the Guild's "Demon" Mirajane!
Many years had passed, and Mirajane had gradually matured, her increasingly full bosom and shapely figure outlining alluring curves.
Under the erosion of time, the spiky-haired loli of yesteryear had completely transformed into... a spiky-haired hothead.
Mirajane's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, shielding the slightly sobbing Lisanna behind her, her clear, bell-like voice brimming with fury:
"Apologize to Lisanna!"
A frog-man in an official uniform, kneeling on the ground, looked wary and roared, feigning bravery, "Fairy Tail! What are you doing?! The Council is here on a mission!"
Mirajane's beautiful eyes grew fiercer, and she enunciated each word as she shouted, "What kind of damn mission?! Does that give you the right to hit Lisanna?!"
The frog-man stuck out his neck, showing no sign of remorse: "She charged recklessly and disrupted our enforcement procedures!"
"First you say it's a mission, then you say it's enforcement..."
"Putting on airs... what are you people?!"
Mirajane's inner rage erupted unreservedly, and golden fragments of light continuously rose from beneath her, stirring up a powerful wind!
Her dazzling silver hair flew upwards, her bangs were blown back, revealing Mirajane's exquisite features and an unstoppable fighting spirit!
"Satan Soul, take over!"
Mirajane, enveloped in golden light, flickered, and as the light dispersed, she instantly transformed into a terrifying demon exuding an infernal aura.
Mirajane stomped her foot, her figure instantly charging forward, her massive, hideous fist smashing down fiercely towards the frog-man!
The frog-man's face was filled with despair. It's over!
What was wrong with the people in this Guild? That wild girl earlier got his clothes dirty, so he, in a fit of pique, slapped her... Who knew, this woman would just attack without a word!
We represent the Council, how dare she strike!
Mirajane's dark purple power erupted around her, fully supporting her attack on the frog-man!
However, this power was instantly neutralized by a magical fluctuation from the side before it could land.
Mirajane, suppressing her anger with uncertainty, saw the frog-man appear before her, completely unharmed, clutching his heart and gasping for breath, having narrowly escaped death.
"Miss, even when hitting a dog, you should consider its owner. If you act so recklessly, the number one Guild in Fiore is nothing special after all..."
A clear and refreshing voice rang out from within the group, and the Council Mages quickly moved aside, allowing a handsome young man in a white robe to step out.
His demeanor and actions made one feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, but what he had just said made the people in the Guild very displeased!
The sound of a wine barrel being smashed rang out, and Cana, completely drunk, pinched several cards, shouting without any regard for her image:
"What?! Do you want to fight?!"
Gray ripped off the shirt he had just put on, slammed his right fist into his palm, and a bone-chilling cold emanated from his hand, looking like a man of few words, ready to fight.
"Boom!"
Natsu, who had been knocked out by Ankh earlier, suddenly struck out, punching the ground beneath his feet, supporting his body, which was engulfed in flames, and slowly stood up... Natsu suddenly raised his head, his face contorted with bulging veins, his ferocious expression revealing everything. His eyes flashed with fury, and he roared:
"Dare to hurt Lisanna, even if it's the Council, I'll beat you up!"
As these words fell, surges of magic power surged forth within the Guild, and dazzling magic circles lit up.
Everyone unleashed their magic, various types of magic power overflowed, uniformly aimed at the Council.
The Council members, seeing this scene, were so scared their legs couldn't stand straight. They involuntarily retreated, their hearts filled with immense shock.
As a Mage Guild, did they not understand the cost of offending the Council?!
With the slightest mistake, whether this Guild could even exist would be a question!
That young man was quite impressive; the smile on his face didn't falter. He simply waved his hand at the void and softly chanted:
"Shadow Stream."
A black magic circle suddenly lit up on the ground, and the entire Guild floor instantly turned pitch black, as if enveloped by shadows.
The shadows on the ground, following the young man's gesture, rushed out from the ground like flowing water, surging towards the people in the Guild!
Natsu, consumed by rage, was about to charge forward when he suddenly stumbled, unable to advance.
Then, Natsu was shocked to discover that his body couldn't move.
Not only him, but the young man's shadow covered the shadows of everyone present; with this move, he had instantly controlled everyone!
The young man couldn't help but mock, "Fairy Tail, why aren't you moving? Come and hit me, then?"
"Bast—ard!!"
Natsu's roar echoed through the Guild. Her sharp eyes were full of fury, and the flames around her body grew more frantic.
Within the firm grasp of the shadow, Natsu's one foot lifted with difficulty, as if he were walking through quicksand.
The young man raised an eyebrow in surprise, but he had no intention of giving Natsu a chance.
He raised his hand, and a stream of shadow extended from his palm, instantly forming a sharp blade.
"Wait!"
Just as the young man was about to act, Ankh, who had been observing for a long time, finally walked over.
No one noticed that at this moment, a subtle smile flashed in the young man's eyes... Then, the shadow stream in the Guild immediately receded, and everyone instantly regained their freedom.
Mirajane was slightly stunned, then joyfully pounced towards Anke, releasing her Demon Takeover, and laughed, "Ankh! You're back?!"
Ankh looked at the enthusiastic girl hugging him tightly, and said with some discomfort, "Just got back."
Mirajane, who was tightly embracing Ankh, stiffened, suddenly remembering that there were others around, and quickly let go of Ankh.
Mirajane looked at the young man with displeasure, openly tattling:
"Ankh, this man's subordinate bullied Lisanna, quickly teach him a lesson!"
Ankh's forehead furrowed, and he waved his hand at the tense crowd behind him, saying, "Withdraw your magic."
Hmm?
The Guild members were slightly stunned.
They hadn't expected that Ankh, the most bloodthirsty person in the Guild... would say such a thing!
In the past, these people wouldn't have had a chance to jump around; Ankh would have wiped them out long ago!