Fairy Tail: Simulated from 400 years ago

Chapter 209 Mabius’ sadness
The night on Tianlang Island is dark, but the academy castle is brightly lit.

Each window casts a golden light, like a sharp sword, piercing into the darkness.

Lyle, Sera, Mavis, Zella, Layla and Gramme were sitting at the wide and long table, enjoying dinner.

Both Lyle and Sera picked up their knives and forks again when they went to the countryside. They still used chopsticks more in Dragon's Secret Realm.

Under the illumination of the candlestick, the shadows of the basins and dishes were sometimes long and narrow, and some were wide and short, swaying like men and women at a ball.

Mavis said while cutting the steak covered in sauce with a knife:
"Mr. Lyle, I have arranged the Strauss family's accommodation tonight, and the admission procedures have been completed. Elfman and Lisanna will enter the first grade, while Mirajane will enter the second grade."

Lyle nodded and chewed the broccoli in his mouth:

"Their talents and potential are good, but there is no need to pay too much attention to them, just let nature take its course... By the way, Jula left the day before yesterday, right? Did he say which guild he would go to after graduation?"

Jura came here at the age of 7 and left at the age of 16, which happened to be the complete nine years of compulsory education at Tianrou Island Magic Academy.

"He's not sure yet."

Layla, the dean of students, adjusted her glasses.

"He has received several invitations. In addition to Fairy Tail, there are also 'Snake Scales', 'Blue Pegasus', 'Four-Headed Hound', and 'Sylph Labyrinth'."

"Sylph Maze?"

Lyle raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"This guild hasn't collapsed yet? It's amazing. It should be the oldest guild in Fiore, right?"

Mavis smiled and nodded, and explained to uninformed people like Layla and Grame:

"Yes, this Treasure Hunter Guild is the first guild that Precht, Volod and Yuri joined. After they were poached by us, the Sylph Maze is still standing."

Leila and Grammy both understood and nodded. Even the two of them who are so close to Fairy Tail don't know such a secret.

Except for hunter guilds like Sylph Labyrinth, the other mentioned snake princess scales, cyan pegasus, and four-headed hounds are all famous magic guilds in Fiore.

As long as Jura doesn't go to the Sylph Maze and chooses a house with his eyes closed, his talent will not be buried.

"Precht, Volod, Yuri...I really miss you..."

Mavis blinked his big eyes.

"Yuri has passed away. Precht and Volod are healthy, and they can still preside over Fiore's internal affairs. They will also be present in tomorrow's focus match."

The national live broadcast battle between Ivan and Serena will be held tomorrow morning.

Precht and Warlord are already showing their age, but Mavis is still young.

In addition to being a woman and paying more attention to maintenance, she has crossed a certain level and reached a new realm. Her youth and longevity will be the same as those of immortality species.

Zela is also youthful and beautiful, but she is mainly due to her special physique.

Even so, the strength of Precht and Warlord cannot be underestimated.

Although he has been removed from the top ten magicians by the Magic Council, Volod's strength is definitely not weaker than that of Hayberian, and Precht is even better than them.

With them at Magnolia Town Market tomorrow, Serena and the Magic Council will surely be able to avoid any trouble.

Mebis continued: "We have issued a notice that the Magic Academy will take a day off tomorrow to watch this battle. This should be an incentive for them."

Lyle nodded.

"We will also use the crystal ball to watch the live broadcast. If something goes wrong, it won't be too late for us to go through the space tunnel and rush to Magnolia City." Zela added on the side.

"Let's do it this way." Lyle knew that they were saying this to him to ask for his opinion, so he followed suit and predicted, "A period of time after tomorrow will be the beginning of Fiore's new life. "

Mavis, Zella, Layla and Gramme all smiled.

Only Sera was silently poking a piece of lobster meat with a fork and eating it in small bites, as if no one around her was present.

The dinner ended peacefully, and everyone chatted around the warm fireplace in the living room for a while before going back to their rooms to rest.

Layla and Grame's rooms were in the teacher-student dormitory. They did not receive much preferential treatment because of their backgrounds in the Heartfilia family, because the family's wealth was enough for them to decorate their dormitory rooms luxuriously and beautifully.

The rooms of Lyle, Sera, Mebis and Zera are on this side of the main castle.

They went up the stairs and separated at the door of each other's rooms.

Mavis and Lyle's rooms were very close to each other, diagonally across from each other.

She saw with her own eyes that Lyle opened the door to the room, and Sera walked in quite naturally. She couldn't help but half-opened her mouth, unable to say a word that was originally raised to her throat.

Mavis actually prepared a separate room for Sera, right at the end of this corridor, but Sera had already entered Lyle's room, and there seemed to be nothing wrong. "Good night, have a sweet dream." Lyle waved to Mavis and Zella, and then closed the door.

"Good night..." Mavis spoke in a low tone, staring silently at the closed door, and unknowingly a sourness came to his heart, "Good night, teacher."

Zella came over, stretched out his hand to rub her shoulders, and changed the subject: "Mabis, go and rest. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

"Yes." Mabius nodded, and then walked into his room, "Good night, Zella."

"Good night, Mebis."

But in Lyle's room, there was a different atmosphere.

Sierra pulled out a book of interest from the bookshelf, then sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows, and read it quietly.

"Are you serious about teaching Miraj how to use the power of demons?" Lyle asked while adding oil to the candlestick.

"Yeah." Sera turned the page without looking up, "I'm quite interested in her magic, and Kuanghua should be the same."

"The devil teaches humans to use the power of the devil." Lyle came over and lay on the bed with his hands behind his head. "It's just like the 'Dragon Slayer Magic'. It's really interesting. After a while, I want to suggest Irene Based on the experience of these 400 years, writing a book is about these strange and interesting things."

There was silence in the room for a long time, until the wall clock on the wall jingled, indicating that the time had reached ten o'clock in the evening.

Sera glanced up, closed the book, stood up, put it back on the bookshelf, then walked towards the bed and untied her bathrobe.

Lyle also glanced at the wall clock and said, "So on time?"

Sera nodded, as was her customary time.

After a long time.

Lyle held her in his arms and comforted her.

The stockings could not be taken off completely, they were hooked on the ankles, like a burden, but also like an embellishment.

The suspicious blush has not faded away, and his eyes are half-open.

Sera, who was already in a lazy posture, noticed that Lyle's hand slipped on her devil's horn.

Even though she was as cold as ice, she couldn't help but secretly spit.

Kuanghua was right, he was a silver-haired bastard for one day and he will be a silver-haired bastard all his life. Unfortunately, Kuanghua who said this was the one who was bullied the most among the three of them.

The next day.

Mavis yawned and came out of the room, then cautiously glanced at the closed door diagonally opposite, then went downstairs slightly disappointed.

She found the crystal ball in the study, wiped it with a clean cloth, and then injected it with magic power. After a while, the crystal ball became turbid and lit up with light. After a while, the light gradually disappeared, and a clear scene was revealed. come out.

The person who connected to the crystal ball was Makarov. His wrinkled, reserved and serious face gradually relaxed and smiled after seeing Mavis.

"Good morning, Ms. Mabis."

"Makarov, good morning." Mavis also smiled, "I'm here to confirm if there are any mistakes."

"Ivan is in good condition." Makarov touched his Mediterranean head, the white beard under his nose shrugged, "President Precht and President Volod are resting nearby, and Judd will replace Benjamin The Prime Minister is here."

"Where are they?" Mabius asked.

"Speaker Crawford is already here, but other members of the Magic Council are not here. I guess they had internal conflicts and split. After all, they are not monolithic." Makarov judged, "He also brought He is a member of the magic guild that supports him in the country."

"Where's Serena?"

"He hasn't appeared yet." Makarov sneered. "The protagonist always appears last. That must be his idea, right? He will only appear at the last moment before the challenge begins, so that he can steal the show."

Mebis sighed: "Today's young people...but Ivan still has to be careful. I am most afraid that Serena will suddenly kill him."

"I will remind Ivan." Makarov said, "However, although I am powerless, President Precht and President Volod are still here, so he can't cause any trouble."

Mavis suddenly remembered a person and asked curiously: "Where's Gildarts? Kana told me yesterday if they could let their father and daughter chat in private using a crystal ball."

"A while ago, he went to the northern border of Ishgar and he hasn't come back yet." Makarov said with a smile. "His wife Cornelia comes to the guild every now and then to complain to us. She said she seemed to be a widow. However, I contacted him using a crystal ball a few days ago, and he said he was on his way back, and maybe he could be there today."

"He should have the potential to be the fourth generation president, but he is too good at messing around." Mabis smiled helplessly, "He is exactly the same as the teacher."

"If you want to be compared with Mr. Lyle, he is still far away." Makarov said in a tone as if he was lecturing his own child, "That guy, I will still sharpen him, I want to do it again He will retire in one year, but whether he can retire next year depends on this guy."

Mabius silently complained: Every year you say that you will retire after one more year of work, but in fact you are the longest-serving president among their three presidents. Even Precht’s serious character can only be regarded as He has been president for 36 years, but Makarov has been a model worker for 38 years.

(End of this chapter)