The two chased and fled the entire way.
Soon, they ran to the entrance of the Fairy Tail Guild.
Gildarts's playful laughter subsided. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the Fairy Tail Guild's main door. For a moment, he actually didn't know how to open the door.
He subconsciously lifted his foot, then quickly put it down.
No.
He couldn't leave a bad impression on Cana.
But Gildarts's mind was a bit blank. If he didn't kick it with his foot...
How did that door open again...?!
At this moment.
Gray, who was behind him, also caught up. He condensed Ice Hammer, Ice Spear, Icicle Spear, and other Ice-Shaping Magic in his hand and smashed them towards Gildarts without hesitation.
But Gildarts just raised his hand and waved, shattering all the Magic:
"Alright, we're here."
"Stop messing around."
"Gray, you go open the door."
Gray pouted, gritting his teeth, somewhat unconvinced:
"You're truly lazy to the core."
"You're standing right in front of the door, and you're making me open it."
Gray walked forward and raised his hand to push the door.
Suddenly.
Gray stopped, turned his head, and glanced at Gildarts.
Gildarts looked at Gray, and seeing Gray suddenly turn his head, his eyes subconsciously looked away:
"What's wrong?"
Gray shook his head, turned back, and raised his hand again, wanting to push the door.
Gildarts looked over nervously again.
But he only saw Gray stop, lowering his head with the corners of his mouth slightly turned up:
"I say, old man."
"You're not nervous, are you?"
He turned his head and looked at Gildarts with a sinister smile.
Gildarts was startled and quickly denied it:
"What are you talking about?"
"Why would I be nervous returning to my own Guild!"
"If you're not opening the door, then I'll open it myself!"
"Seriously."
Gray chuckled, moved aside, and gave Gildarts an encouraging look.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Gildarts's forehead. Looking at the door in front of him, he felt like he was in a difficult position.
After taking a few deep breaths, he gritted his teeth.
He raised his hand and pushed the main door.
Boom!
The heavy door of the Guild inexplicably smashed onto the ground, scattering into countless small blocks.
Makarov's furious voice came through:
"Gildarts!"
"You're paying for the door!!!"
Gildarts looked at his hand awkwardly and coughed lightly:
"Okay, okay, okay."
"I'll pay, I'll pay."
Then he took a deep breath and lifted his leg to walk into the Guild.
Looking at the astonished crowd, he showed a gentle smile:
"Everyone, good afternoon."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, as if greeting them.
But the scene was deathly silent.
Clang! Clang!
The sound of things constantly falling could be heard.
Everyone was stunned, in a petrified state.
Macao swallowed, poked Wakaba, and gave him a look.
Is this Gildarts?
Wakaba was also stunned, his pipe falling from his mouth. He shook his head.
I don't know?
It wouldn't be someone impersonating him, would it?
Since when was Gildarts so... civilized?
Makarov's pen fell to the ground. He stared with wide eyes, stunned, at Gildarts:
"You... you... you..."
"Are you Gildarts???"
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