Below, within the Magic Council Headquarters Academy.
Siegrain saw the passing airship, rescued the person, felt relieved internally, and then pretended to be disdainful, saying:
"Useless guy."
"Can't even block one of my moves, yet dares to challenge me."
As the child of a second-rank Magic Council member, Siegrain's status here wasn't actually very high.
Because you never know which child is the offspring of a first-rank member, or perhaps a Prince from some Kingdom.
However, Siegrain, the child of a second-rank member, unexpectedly received the appreciation and praise of Chairman Crawford Hume, who even said he might become a Magician of the Ten Wizard Saints level.
Such high talent naturally invited jealousy.
Since enrolling, he had been targeted quite a bit.
But Siegrain had been enduring it, because this body was, after all, a thought projection; once it sustained an attack exceeding its limit, the thought projection would dissipate.
Therefore, adhering to the principle of not causing trouble, Siegrain had been quietly studying.
However, he didn't know who that guy was acting under orders from, but he came every day to disturb his Magic studies. After this continued for over half a month, Siegrain really couldn't bear it anymore.
He challenged him to a duel.
He originally just wanted to lightly teach him a lesson, but... this guy was weaker than he imagined.
Couldn't even withstand one of his strikes.
Siegrain's expression changed inexplicably; perhaps he had overestimated the Council.
No wonder the Black Magic Cult managed to insert so many spies.
Guys of this level would become the pillars of the Magic Council in the future.
This made the always cautious Siegrain feel like he was an idiot.
That's true.
Even the so-called Chairman Crawford Hume didn't see that his body was a thought projection. What was there to be afraid of with a Magic Council of this level?
Siegrain pondered in his mind if he should change his plan; growing step by step as he originally intended might be too slow.
At this moment.
The airship in the sky had already landed.
Lucas, controlling the airship, spoke without good humor. He carried the scared and crying child down and questioned the academy children gathered in a circle below:
"Where are your teachers?"
"What's going on?"
"Who did this!"
"Do you know someone could have died?!"
If there were teachers here, Lucas's anger would be less. With teachers watching, at least safety could be guaranteed.
But there were no teachers here, only a group of children watching the spectacle.
How could Lucas not be angry when even the most basic safety couldn't be guaranteed? He knew his daughter was also studying at the academy. If the academy's environment was like this, he really had to bring it up. What were those teachers even doing?
Siegrain walked out:
"Sorry."
"I did it by accident."
"But I also didn't expect him to be that weak."
"Couldn't even withstand one of my strikes."
Although his tone was apologetic, his careless attitude made Lucas frown deeply:
"What's your name?"
Siegrain spoke:
"My name is Siegrain."
"Have you heard of me, old man?"
Lucas's eyes shifted slightly upon hearing the name:
"You're the kid Speaker praised?"
A future Magician of the Ten Wizard Saints level.
Lucas suddenly didn't know what to say. What if he offended him now?
Seeing Lucas's attitude, Siegrain's mouth curled slightly:
"I don't dare accept such praise."
"It's just a little bit of talent."
Lucas frowned slightly:
"Even if you have talent, you shouldn't act like this."
"For things like fighting, there should be a teacher watching."
"You're still young, you can't control your power."
"What if something unexpected happens?"
"If we hadn't passed by today, could you guarantee he would have landed safely?"
Siegrain pouted:
"That kind of useless guy."
"Keeping him would..."
Swish!
Siegrain suddenly disappeared from his spot.
Everyone was stunned, and Lucas quickly became alert.
Suddenly.
On the ship behind Lucas, Gar's playful voice suddenly rang out:
"Oh my~"
"Is this the future Magician of the Ten Wizard Saints?"
"This blue hair is pretty good."
Tsk...
A thought projection?
Looks like there's no difference from the real thing.
Over here, Siegrain was being rubbed on the head by Gar's large hand with a bewildered look, unable to use any Magic power within his body:
"Damn it!"
He wanted to struggle free, but Gar's big hand was manipulating him until he was dizzy:
"Let go... of me!!!"
Gar, however, was unmoved. He pressed his right hand on Siegrain's head, emitting a bit of Magic power to probe.
Just when he was transferring the kid who was knocked away onto the ship, the kid was shouting Siegrain's name, and Gar felt something was off.
Now that he looked.
Although the Magic probe looked no different from a normal human.
But Gar could feel that with just a slight force, Siegrain would shatter and dissipate, similar to the feeling of tearing an illusion.
This was an intuition.
Perhaps it was the feeling of having killed too many people and getting used to killing.
As soon as he touched him, Gar knew how this guy would die later.
This thought projection was quite real.
Gar increased the Magic power in his palm slightly, disturbing Siegrain's brain processes, and then, while his mind was confused, he placed a spatial mark on the back of Siegrain's head.
Then he activated spatial Magic and teleported him down.
Swish!
Siegrain appeared on the ground, dizzy, slumped on the ground, his head muddled, struggling to get up:
"Damn it!"
"Who was that!"
Lucas was also somewhat startled and looked up:
"Gar."
Gar walked to the railing and said with a smile:
"It's nothing."
"Just checking out the talent of this future Magician of the Ten Wizard Saints."
"It's quite good."
"No wonder he could receive the Speaker's praise."
The spatial mark had been imprinted. Unless there was a Magician proficient in spatial Magic who performed a full-body examination on Siegrain, it wouldn't be discovered.
Gar also hadn't expected that Siegrain would still appear after Jellal inexplicably disappeared near the Tower of Paradise.
Clearly, this Siegrain was still Jellal's thought projection.
But where did Jellal run off to now?
The Black Magic Cult?
Without Ultear's continuous manipulation, had Siegrain (Jellal)'s purpose in entering the Council changed?
These things were currently unknown, but Gar wasn't in a hurry either.
In the future, if Jellal were to recall this thought projection, the spatial mark would also merge into Jellal's body along with that thought projection.
And the current Siegrain was clearly not yet at the point where Jellal would recall him.
Siegrain rubbed his head, his expression ugly:
"Gar?"
"A Fairy Tail Magician?"
As Jellal's thought projection, he naturally also possessed Jellal's memories and knew the process of the Tower of Paradise being destroyed that time, which was just due to the conflict between Fairy Tail and Grimoire Heart.
Siegrain naturally had no good feelings towards Gar.
The students nearby suddenly exclaimed:
"Gar?"
"Is that the Magician who knows all Magic?!"
"What?"
"Is that true or false? Knows all Magic?"
"Right, I also heard he Calmed Mind for a whole month!!"
"Awesome! I can't even last half an hour."
Siegrain 'tsked':
"What a joke?"
"How could there be a Magician who knows all Magic?"
"Listen to him brag."
After Siegrain finished speaking, he also felt that such mockery was inappropriate.
But for some reason, looking at Gar's smiling face inexplicably made him angry.
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