"Yes!"
The Fairy Tail members joyfully followed Makarov, leaving together like victors.
As soon as they stepped out of the arena, they saw a large crowd gathered around.
The Fairy Tail members felt uneasy. These guys weren't here for compensation, were they?
Takeshi and Jose's battle had destroyed quite a lot of things, and the main culprit was actually Takeshi.
For just what they saw, they didn't know how much they would have to pay, let alone what they didn't see.
"Everyone..."
Makarov wanted to apologize and take responsibility.
"Amazing!"
"You guys are truly amazing!"
"Yeah! So mages can be this powerful."
"You even defeated a Wizard Saint."
"Takeshi-san, you are really cool."
"Indeed. Fairy Tail is Fiore's strongest Mage Guild."
Everyone was incredibly excited, with no fear of danger, only enthusiasm for victory. Although they had run away earlier, they had still watched Takeshi and Jose's battle through the broadcast.
Worshipping the strong is human instinct, and Takeshi was the one who made them instinctively want to worship him.
Seeing that the crowd wasn't there for compensation, the Fairy Tail members all relaxed, and smiles appeared on their faces as they listened to the cheers.
"Hmph!"
Not far away, a figure saw this scene, let out a disdainful snort, and then turned to leave the crowd.
The person was Laxus. Originally, he thought that since Takeshi had started this, no matter the outcome, Takeshi should bear the responsibility.
On the other hand, he also wanted to appear at the last moment, and defeat Jose, letting everyone know that a Wizard Saint was not invincible.
He didn't expect Takeshi to actually defeat Jose, but that was nothing special. If he had been in the arena, he could have defeated that guy too.
But what annoyed him was that this honor, which should have belonged to him, was snatched away by that kid.
Elsewhere, Mystogan, covered in black cloth, also appeared. He had been ready to enter the arena at any time. If Fairy Tail had been at a disadvantage earlier, he would have stepped in.
He didn't expect the Guild members to be so capable, defeating all their opponents. As for later, he was no longer needed.
Mystogan glanced at the Guild members being cheered, then turned and disappeared.
—
Magic Council.
Bang!
"Look! I told you, Fairy Tail is a troublemaker. How much trouble have they caused this time? Not only did they destroy an entire arena, but they also caused massive damage to the surroundings. I propose to immediately disband Fairy Tail."
Org was full of anger, as if he wouldn't rest until Fairy Tail was disbanded.
"That's right. Such a Guild is terrible. Wherever they go, they cause destruction. If we continue to let them run wild, who knows? Someday the Council might even be torn down by them."
Michello, like Org, was one of the two Council Members who most disliked Fairy Tail.
Siegrain laughed. "If Fairy Tail is forcibly disbanded, how will its members be accommodated?"
Michelle said irritably, "What do you mean accommodated? Just break them up and let them join other Guilds, isn't that it? If they don't want to work, then don't."
Ultear said, "To my knowledge, Fairy Tail has about six or seven powerhouses like Salamander, and four powerhouses like Erza, with each of the other three being stronger than Erza. The most crucial ones are Takeshi and Gildarts. These two can be clearly said to be Wizard Saint level."
Org's eyes widened. "What? Do they dare to resist?"
Siegrain smiled and shook his head. These guys still thought the Magic Council was the strongest, completely unaware that the Magic Council's forces were utterly vulnerable in front of true powerhouses.
However, he had no obligation to remind them. After all, he wasn't really here to be a Magic Council Member.
"I just wanted to remind you. Fairy Tail is a legitimate Guild. You can scold Makarov but if they become a Dark Guild, you all need to be careful."
"Sieg, what do you mean?!"
"Nothing special, I'm just giving you a heads-up. At the same time, I want to advise you that this is no longer the era of legion warfare."
"Magic particles in the air are constantly increasing, and the gap between the strong and the weak is continuously widening, and getting larger and larger. Take me for example, if I wanted to kill everyone present, the Magic Council's defenses wouldn't be able to stop me at all."
"What?!!"
Org roared, "Sieg, don't be an alarmist!"
Siegrain spread his hands and smiled. "This isn't alarmist talk, it's an objective fact. Whether you believe it or not is up to you, but I want to advise you all that for the strong, even as Magic Council Members, you should still maintain as much reverence as possible."
—
At this time, the Fairy Tail members had returned to the front of their Guild.
Looking at the Guild, which was in a state of disrepair, everyone fell silent for a moment.
Retaliating against Phantom Lord felt good, but the Guild was still almost destroyed. This was their Guild, they had spent many happy times here, and everyone had poured their emotions into the Guild.
Especially Makarov, his emotional investment in the Guild was incomparable to others.
"Oh dear... it's completely ruined, it looks like we'll have to tear it down and rebuild."
Makarov looked at the Guild in front of him. The iron pillars on the Guild had been pulled out, patches were everywhere, and the walls were covered with cracks.
Although the Guild still stood there, it was essentially no different from collapsing. The load-bearing pillars of the building were destroyed, and the building could collapse at any time. Rather than repairing it, it would be better to rebuild.
"Phantom Lord... damn it..."
Seeing the Guild in this state, they wished they could drag Phantom Lord out again and beat them up to vent their anger.
"Alright, everyone go back and rest, then prepare. We'll start rebuilding the Guild tomorrow."
Then, Makarov remembered that today's events had gone a bit too far. The arena was destroyed, and Onibus City had experienced at least several small earthquakes.
The Council would probably rage at him again. He was definitely going to get scolded, and maybe even be confined.
Beads of sweat continuously seeped from Makarov's forehead. He was finished.
Thinking of this, Makarov couldn't stop his tears from flowing.
Then, the more he thought, the more wronged he felt, and the more sad he became. Finally, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Awooo!"
"Ah! Master is crying!"
"It must be because Master has such deep feelings for the Guild."