Fairy Tail: I can receive the gods

Chapter 3 Urrutia
The next day, everything in the Tower of Paradise was operating normally as before, but a white magic ship suddenly sailed by the seaside of the isolated island in a dead sea.

The cruise ship docked, and on the steps on the ship, a girl in white walked down slowly.

"Congratulations to Lord Urutia for your visit. The villain Saleril has lost his way, and I hope you will forgive me."

On the coast, the man was as fat as a bulging ball, he said respectfully with a trembling voice.

This man is the person in charge of the Tower of Paradise, the cadre of the Dark Order, and the leader on the island, but he is kneeling on one knee at this moment, with his head down, not daring to breathe.

Because the big man in front of him is by no means something he can provoke.

Because this young girl who appeared to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old came from the guild that made the entire dark world tremble - Devil's Heart!

And the dark sect they belong to is also under the command of the devil's heart, so this girl is their superior.

Her eyes swept across the crowd in front of her. The girl's long hair reached her waist, her demeanor was as cold as an orchid in the night, and there was a faint smile on her pretty face. She could be called a rare beauty, but she exuded a kind of The indescribably oppressive atmosphere makes people dare not approach.

They didn't know much about this girl from the heart of the devil, they only knew that her name was Urrutia, and she was sent by the guild to supervise the construction of the Tower of Paradise.

She nodded slightly, looked at the towering tower on the island, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "The R system has been built for two years, is this the result of your two years?"

"What a neglect of your work."

"Do you think it is necessary for me to change a group of supervisors?"

After the words fell, there seemed to be an invisible pressure in the air, and this huge pressure was formed because of the magic power overflowing from Urutia.

Such magical power is obviously not something that a young girl can possess...

Seeing this, the fat man's Adam's apple rolled, and his fleshy face was full of fear. He stammered and said, "Hold... I'm sorry, Lord Urutia, those brats are really lazy these days, we will definitely Strengthen supervision."

"Oh? How do you convince me of your state?" The woman in white said calmly, there was no wave in her eyes, but an invisible pressure suddenly descended, making everyone present breathless.

"Master Urutia, the construction of the R system is related to the resurrection of that adult. The villain dare not neglect it, but the amount of work is too large. This is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Please forgive me..." Seeing this situation , the man quickly knelt down, his whole body trembling.

"Forgiveness? In two years, even [-]% of the project has not been completed. With this kind of efficiency, it is hard for me to trust you."

Urutia spoke in a very calm tone, but at the moment the air seemed to be stagnant. Although he didn't show any anger, no one dared to disobey this majesty.

Because as long as they say a wrong word, they will immediately be smashed to pieces. The lives of these teachers are not much different from ants in front of this woman.

Then, Urrutia seemed to have made up his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Forget it, I will give you another chance, eight years, and I will give you another eight years. I want to see a complete tower of paradise." Urrutia said in an undeniable tone.

"Okay, take me to the construction site to have a look." Slowly put away the magic power radiating out, there was a hint of color in the indifferent eyes, and then quickly faded away.

"Yes... yes!" Hearing this, the obese man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly responded with relief.

……

In a mine on the island, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, and a group of people vigorously waved the pickaxes in their hands.

Karl swung his sore arms vigorously, his messy hair and the thin clothes on his back were already soaked in sweat.

He grumbled in his heart, obviously this thin and weak body that does not have magic power is still not suitable for such heavy physical activities, and because of this, his daily labor volume is not as good as that of his peers.

If it weren't for his two "roommates" who often shared some of the workload for him, they would obviously be punished.

"Karl, you should take a break for a while." Kuno seemed to notice Karl's panting, and said softly.

"Yeah, I think you always look like you're going to die." Eric was also a little worried. He was a little stronger than Carl, with bronze skin. Although he was also a little malnourished, he was skinny compared to Carl. The appearance is much better.

"You'd better sit down and take a breath."

"And sleep so late every night, if this continues, one day I will really become a star in the sky." Sora said seriously, while waving the pickaxe.

Although what he said was true, it was still a bit hard to talk about resting. It was acceptable that his physical fitness was not as good as Eric's, but he was worse than a girl who was one year younger than himself. This was really unacceptable.

"Iron! You're making it sound like I'm delicate."

"It was agreed in advance, we will take turns to rest..."

Carl said in a deep and thick voice very unwillingly, and sat on the ground with a very honest body.

He opened his mouth wide and panted heavily, his eyes glanced behind him from time to time.

In fact, this is redundant behavior.

Since Eric's awakening of magic power, his ears seem to have become very sensitive, and he can hear all the wind and grass nearby.

It can be said that this is a humanoid alarm. They have never encountered the incident of being lazy and beaten on the construction site.

Not even 10 minutes after sitting down, Eric's pointy, bat-like ears moved slightly.

"Hey, someone is coming." Eric immediately prompted.

"Alas..." Carl took a helpless breath, dragged his weak body to pick up the pickaxe on the ground, and started working again.

"It's really not safe for a moment."

Although I complained in my heart, I dare not slack off the work at hand.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

It was a sound of crisp footsteps, the sound that can only be made by a woman's high heels stepping on a stone surface.

As if feeling the gaze from behind, Carl swung the pickaxe more vigorously.

Urrutia glanced across the area, but the next moment fell on a boy with messy hair.

I saw a faint brilliance in his eyes, as if releasing some kind of magic.

"Huh? I didn't expect there to be a kid with good potential here..."

"Give me special attention to that child and the blue-haired kid just now." Urrutia smiled slightly, his eyes shifted, as if he was thinking about something.

"Okay! Master Urutia!" The fat man in black school uniform followed behind the woman in white with a flattering smile on his face. He didn't dare to ask any questions about the woman's decision-making, so he quickly agreed.

The group stopped for a while, talked about the fortification of the Tower of Paradise, and then continued to walk towards the next construction site.

"Huh... finally left." Carl breathed out a sigh of relief.

I don't know why at that moment, he felt an unprecedented oppression, as if an invisible energy penetrated his body like an x-ray, exposing everything on him.

"Hey, did you see that just now?" Eric said excitedly as he bumped his elbow into Carl when he saw the group leave.

"What? What did you see?" Karl responded inexplicably to Eric's wretched smile.

"Oh, you didn't look back just now?"

"Look back at the ferocious faces of those villains, and then eat their whips?" Carl felt a little helpless about Eric's big nerves.

"Hey, there was a beautiful woman with long hair who was staring at you all the time."

Eric suddenly got excited, and patted Carl on the shoulder, with some teasing in his eyes: "I just looked at it from a distance, the front is convex and the back is turned, the waist is thin and the hips are round, how do you say it?

"Oh, it's one of the best **!"

"I'm super! Don't talk nonsense..." Hearing this familiar post bar quote again, Karl's heart is obviously difficult.

Well, he should regret it, how could he transmit such knowledge to this young boy.

Furthermore, this kind of behavior of making dirty jokes about high-level cadres of the black sect may lead to serious consequences if it is discovered.

"I'm right, she is indeed the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"Tch, you little brat has only seen a few women." Carl said disdainfully about this, and said that he was not very interested in Eric's ideas.

"Uh, let me count, Dean Amy, Granny Vera, Aunt Wisner..." Eric recalled seriously.

"Oh yes, there is also Kong Nao."

"Hey, hey, why do you make such a strange comparison with me?" A silver-haired girl who had been working hard and silently asked very puzzled.

(_)
"Also, isn't it just long hair, is it really that important?"

"It's not easy to take care of. It's a mess every day when I go to sleep. What's the point?"

"Short hair is still refreshing."

The girl replied very seriously, but the words were obviously mixed with some sour lemon flavor.

"Now, eh? Carl?"

Carl is rare in this point of view, serious and serious: "Little kid understands a fart!"

"Long hair, long hair is very important, soul, do you understand the soul? Do you understand?"

"Men like long hair is imprinted in their DNA!"

"Iron!"

"Hey, how can this kind of thing have a soul!" Kong Nai, who was obviously a little angry, complained very unwillingly.

Eric: "Uh, actually my focus is on the front and back, why do you guys get so entangled in things like long or short hair..."

"Oh, by the way, that person also said to take care of you and that blue-haired brat." Eric seemed to have just remembered something important, and said quickly.

"Ok?"

Karl frowned when he heard this.

He didn't believe that any important person in the so-called dark sect would suddenly find out...

Instead, he had an ominous premonition at this time.

It will take another five days for the system to sign in. After the next five days, he will be able to take people out of this ghostly place. He can't think of anything going wrong in these five days.

Could it be to select people for magic experiments, or brainwashing or something...

"Hey, that blue-haired kid refers to the guy from Area A." Carl asked Eric.

"It should be. It seems that Gerald is the only blue-haired person here, but we don't seem to know him well. After all, why did that guy say something to take care of you two?"

"Is it really because you two are handsome?"

Eric is very puzzled by this, why not me, damn it, obviously I am also a serious and handsome guy.

"Sure enough, all women are ugly dogs! How can they be cultivated!"

Carl was speechless. He vaguely remembered that Eric was quite serious when he first came here. He wondered if he was influenced by him. Since he split up with him, he has become more and more shaky.

"Eric, your focus is very strange. There are no good people in that group of people. Their care must not be good. Have you forgotten how we got here to mine?" It seems to be recalling some Bad memories, Kong Nai lowered his eyes, and the resentment in his words was very obvious.

Now, Eric had to scratch his head in embarrassment, and the originally pleasant atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

They probably didn't think about why they were caught here.

Eric was originally an orphan in an orphanage. He only remembered that he was caught here when he was unlucky enough to be stunned by a stick when he was out playing.

As for Kong Nai, the situation may be more complicated.

Although she never mentioned it herself, she could vaguely understand from the daily words that her parents seemed to have been killed by members of the Dark Order.

As for the survivors, only she and one of her younger sisters survived, but fortunately, that younger sister was not brought here. Reuniting with relatives may be the only motivation for this child to live...

Carl is completely ignorant of the past of the owner of this body, and of course he is not very interested in learning about it.

"Tsk... little girls are troublesome!"

Carl took a deep breath, raised his skinny palm, and aimed at a small head with a knife!

"Boom!"

With a sound, feeling the pain from his head, Sora stopped swinging the pickaxe.

"Hi~"

"Hey, Carl, what are you doing?"

"It's not easy or heavy!"

Snatching the pickaxe from her hand, Carl smacked his lips and said in a rather serious voice, "I told you a long time ago that blaming others will not solve the problem."

"Okay, go to rest for a while, let yourself go, and leave the work to me for the time being." Carl said lightly, but there was a rare solemnity in the eyes of those dead fishes that were somewhat dull.

This kind of life experience of bitterness and hatred is not uncommon here, everyone is like this, either they live heartlessly and heartlessly, or they can't stand the pressure and collapse on their own.

To be honest, working under high pressure in the long run, even Carl, who is psychologically an adult, is a little unbearable. No matter how strong a person stays in such a ghost place, he will collapse one day, let alone children who are not yet mature. ...

He is not a psychiatrist, and he is very dishonest and has no habit of caring for others. He can only use his clumsy behavior to enlighten the people around him.

After all, no one wants their friends to go astray.

"Why is this sentence again...Let me guess what your next sentence should be?"

As if he had already developed resistance to Carl's blunt words, Sora rolled his eyes at Carl, imitating Carl's old-fashioned tone and continued: "People should look forward, there is no future for clinging to the past. "

"Ah, yes, yes, as long as you know." Carl directly and selectively ignored the other party's teasing, and began to work silently.

In the end, the episode ended with Kong Nai taking a short break. Of course, considering Karl's poor physical fitness, she rejoined the mining team after a while.

"Well... Carl, I really want to rest too. To tell you the truth, my body is already pineapple..." Eric said weakly.

There was no response, and the air was filled with embarrassment.

"How can you repair it! It's too much! You are treating it differently, I will go!"

Carl: "Ah, the wind is very noisy today..."

"Bastard, don't ignore me, hey!"

(End of this chapter)