Gar's words truly startled Yajima.
He understood Makarov's temper all too well; although usually not serious, this time he was so solemn and gloomy, something big was definitely going to happen.
Who on earth had angered Makarov to make him like this?
Yajima was completely numb.
Gar waved his hand and said:
"It's nothing."
"We just discovered a... Black Magic Cult hideout."
"Those guys did some excessive things."
"They angered the Old Man."
"This isn't important, we'll talk about it when we get to the Council."
"What's important now is the attitude towards Grimoire Heart, the strongest Dark Guild."
"Mr. Yajima, what is the Council's current attitude?"
"Are they going to let it develop or strike with full force?"
After hearing Gar's words, the stone in Yajima's heart dropped a little; since Makarov was targeting Black Magic Cultists, there shouldn't be any major issues. He then replied:
"The Council is split about fifty-fifty right now."
"Makarov had already reported the general situation before, regarding Hades possessing such power."
"Many people are still skeptical. If such power truly existed, Hades should have unified the Ishgar Continent long ago."
"Instead of hiding somewhere unknown, secretly causing trouble."
"One side believes we must resolutely strike Grimoire Heart."
"Another part believes that with the strength of Makarov and Gildarts, they shouldn't be lying."
"If such power truly exists, then fighting would severely damage the Council and prevent them from maintaining order in the Magic world. Therefore, they should first investigate all information about Grimoire Heart before deciding whether to act."
"However, since none of them were present, you'll have to go there yourself and recreate the battle."
"Where is Gildarts?"
Gar casually made something up:
"Gildarts went on a mission."
"So the Guild Master sent me."
Yajima nodded, not showing any suspicion:
"That guy is still the same."
"He never rests for a moment. This time he must have cleared out all the missions again."
Gar shrugged and spread his hands, saying nothing.
But Yajima had an understanding look and nodded.
After about half a day.
The airship carrying Yajima and Gar arrived at the headquarters of the Magic Council.
Magnolia Town is located on the East border of the Fioore Kingdom, near the central area of the Ishgar Continent, so compared to Makarov and his group who needed to cross the entire Fioore Kingdom to reach the waters Southwest of the Ishgar Continent.
They arrived earlier instead.
The Council's Magic airship slowly descended, and what came into view was a solemn and magnificent building, a typical Gothic-style castle.
The towers on both sides were carved with intricate decorative patterns, and on either side of the main path in the center stood two rows of statues of cavalry holding spears and horses mid-Splash, blending fantasy and majesty, showcasing a unique temperament.
Most Magicians would be shocked by this scene, which was also the purpose of the Magic Council, to display their majesty.
However, Gar was not visiting for the first time and was already used to this architectural style, and he knew the corruption beneath this majesty. Without any hesitation, he followed Yajima along the familiar path to the Magic Council's conference hall.
Inside the conference hall.
Several resident Council members had already gathered here. Not all Council members are permanent residents; some only return to attend meetings when truly important matters occur.
Among the resident Council members, the leader was none other than Chairman Crawford Hume, a tall, somewhat corpulent elderly man with two patches of goatee.
Seeing Yajima and Gar push the door open and enter, Crawford Hume stopped talking to the Council member next to him and looked at Yajima:
"You've worked hard, Yajima."
Yajima waved his hand and moved to the side.
Then Crawford Hume looked at Gar and said:
"Gar Brons."
Gar nodded and said:
"Speaker Hume."
Crawford Hume said:
"Did you come alone?"
"Where are Makarov and Gildarts?"
"Why didn't they come?"
Yajima said from the side:
"Makarov went to eliminate a newly discovered Black Magic Cult, and Gildarts went on a mission."
"It just so happens that Gar was also present during yesterday's battle and knows Illusion Magic."
"It's most suitable for him to recreate it."
Hearing this, Crawford Hume didn't say much else. Anyway, it was the same no matter who explained it. The main concern was the danger level of Grimoire Heart and whether Hades was really that powerful.
"In that case, Gar, please recreate the battle that took place."
"Focus on Hades."
Gar nodded and said:
"No problem."
Then Gar activated his Illusion Magic, and the conference hall was instantly filled with sounds of surprise:
"Huh?"
"This is..."
"Jushi Mountains?"
"Impressive Magic skill! He actually covered the entire conference hall."
"The title'Scholar' is well-deserved."
The once solemn conference hall was now completely covered by Illusions, and everyone's position had become mid-air.
If they couldn't feel the touch in front of them, they might truly believe they were in the air. Crawford Hume also couldn't help but nod, acknowledging Gar's strength.
Everyone looked towards the center of the original conference hall, which now looked like the sky above the Jushi Mountains, with continuous mountains below.
The illusory Gildarts and Hades continuously battled in the air. It wasn't just the Illusion; there were also sounds and fluctuations, already capable of Mimicking a certain degree of power.
The battle in the Illusion was accelerated, but precisely because of this, everyone's expressions changed, as it meant the time spent in a war of attrition between the two sides was longer than what was shown in the current Illusion:
"Something's not right. How is Gildarts being suppressed?"
"No, it's not suppression."
"It's that Hades' Magic power is too immense. Gildarts can't outlast him. His Crush Magic can penetrate Hades' Dark Magic every time, but that Dark Magic is like an endless stream wearing down Gildarts' Crush Magic."
"Not only that, his Magic shield can also devour Gildarts' Magic power."
"So strong..."
"Gildarts' Magic power is weakening. He can't outlast Hades."
"Wait, what is Gildarts drinking? His Magic power recovered?"
"That's useless too. Look, the consumption has started again."
"This is getting difficult to handle."
"Not even Gildarts can do it?"
Chairman Crawford Hume's expression also changed. There was a reason why Gildarts could be called the strongest guy in the West. These Council members might be highly respected, but in terms of strength, they weren't enough to fight Gildarts alone.
But now that Gildarts was being suppressed, how could Crawford Hume's expression not change?
The scene suddenly shifted, switching to the ground.
Which was Gar's perspective.
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