69novels Chapter 82 A Few Months Pass Quickly, the Holy Assembly! Id: It's Time for a Change in the Holy
Chapter 82 A Few Months Pass Quickly, the Holy Assembly! Id: It's Time for a Change in the Holy
Chapter 82 A Few Months Pass Quickly, the Ten Saints Gather! Ido: It's Time to Change the Rankings of the Ten Saints~ (Part Two)
Time flies.
More than half a month has passed since Id, Uru and Makarov went to the "Ten" meeting.
In the Fairy Tail guild.
Gray is sending letters to his father and mother.
"To Father and Mother"
"It has been almost a year since I became a disciple of Id and followed Master Id from the Kingdom of Isbang to Fairy Tail, the mage guild in the Kingdom of Fiore."
"In the past year, I have learned a lot, but I will not go into details. I have made many friends, but I will not go into details."
Life was incredibly fulfilling, (details omitted).
"In short, everything is fine, and my strength has greatly improved. Please rest assured, parents."
Gray wrote at length for a long time, but only managed to put together a few hundred words.
Gray originally wanted to add something more, but he couldn't bring himself to write it down. Mainly because there wasn't a single thing about his life in the Fairy Tail guild that he could write about! Damn it!
Q: Gray, how did you improve your skills?
A: Forged in real combat?
Q: In real combat?
A: Yes, my life in the Fairy Tail guild is either fighting or on my way to a battle! Otherwise, why do you think my guild life is so fulfilling?!
"never mind."
That's fine.
After writing the letter, Gray sent it to the post office.
Cana was also sending letters home with Gray.
However, Cana's letters were much more detailed than Gray's.
"My dearest mother~"
"As you instructed, I have successfully arrived at Fairy Tail, the Magisters' Guild, and met my beloved father."
"Well, just consider your husband Gildarts Clive as dead. That guy was a complete bastard."
"However, I did meet a group of very, very good people here. They taught me magic, taught me how to be a good person, and helped me make many friends."
Cana first expressed her dissatisfaction with her father, Gildarts Clive, and then described in detail her life in the Fairy Tail guild, using a large number of descriptive words.
For example, when Cana described Laxus, she used the word "helpful" because of a conversation between Laxus and Erza.
"Laxus, how come you stole all the A-rank missions?! At least give me one!"
After Erza discovered that all the A-rank quests on the guild quest board were missing, she went directly to Laxus and argued her case.
"ha?!"
"That's because I thought Erza was too weak and I was afraid she would get hurt outside, so I took them all."
"Hahaha————"
Laxus, holding a stack of mission sheets, mocked Erza.
"Erza has a really good temper and often takes care of me."
When Cana mentioned Erza, she used words like kind, friendly, and gentle to describe her as a "quiet" girl.
The truth is...
"I understand, Laxus, you want to die, right? I'll grant your wish!"
After saying that, Erza charged forward with her sword in hand.
"Good timing."
Laxus laughed loudly upon seeing this and threw a punch to meet the attack.
"boom!"
In an instant, terrifying magical power erupted in the guild hall, engulfing and crushing the nearby tables and chairs.
Well, the reason Erza rarely talks nonsense is that she generally prefers to fight directly.
"Buzz~"
As the battle between Erza and Laxus intensified, destroying more and more tables and chairs, Ultear stood aside and easily restored the guild they had destroyed to its original state using her Arc of Time.
"Hehe~"
"Erza is also cute when she's furious because someone stole her job."
Ultear watched Erza, who was chasing Laxus like a cat with its fur standing on end, and a smile played on her lips.
"Sister Ultear loves her younger sister very much."
After witnessing this scene, Kana wrote it down truthfully.
Yes, Kana never lies, and she would never lie to her own mother.
Kana is just good at using descriptive words, that's all.
"alright."
"That way, we can send the letter without worry."
After finishing writing the letter to her mother, Kana said with satisfaction.
"Grey, remember to put your clothes on properly."
Before heading to the post office, Cana reminded Gray to get dressed properly before leaving.
"ah?!"
"That's strange, when exactly did I take my clothes off?"
After realizing he had unknowingly stripped down to only his underwear, Gray said in a panic, "O..."
the other side.
After a two-week journey, Ido, Uru, and Makarov finally arrived at the meeting place of the Ten Wizard Saints.
This is a luxurious villa perched atop a mountain, said to have been funded by the royal family of the Kingdom of Fiore and built specifically for the gathering of the Ten Holy Archmages.
King Fiore: "Guess where our country, with a population of less than 20 million but an area larger than Australia, gets the audacity to call itself a permanently neutral nation?!"
"boom!!"
When the three of them, Id, Uru, and Makarov, arrived late and stood in front of the villa that was specially used for the gathering of the Ten Wizard Saints, they immediately felt the terrifying magical fluctuations emanating from inside the villa.
"oh?!"
"Is this some kind of show of force?"
Ide stood in front of the villa and said this.
"Who told us to be late?"
Makarov said helplessly.
"There's nothing we can do about it, isn't there?"
"After all, we walked all the way here."
Ide shook his head helplessly, looking resigned, then chuckled and pushed open the villa's door, walking in without a care in the world.
"boom!!"
The moment Ido pushed open the door, an intense, almost tangible magical force descended upon his shoulders. The terrifying pressure shattered the marble floor beneath his feet. Faced with such extreme pressure, anyone who hadn't entered the realm of the "Ten Saints" would likely collapse to the ground in an instant!
Unfortunately, this pressure had no effect on Id. His gaze followed the source of the pressure and he saw three figures releasing extreme magic power, sitting quietly by the coffee table, drinking tea.
One of them was naturally Warlord Sinken, but the focus was on the two figures sitting opposite Warlord.
One of the two unfamiliar figures was a middle-aged man dressed in a fitted suit, with his hair and beard meticulously groomed, looking like a top nobleman from some kingdom, a grand duke or prince.
Sitting next to the middle-aged nobleman was an old man of similar age and build to Makarov. Although the old man was short, he had a terrible temper, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire at all times. It was this man who had just released his magic to suppress Id and the others, intending to give them a hard time. He was obviously unhappy with Id and the others' lateness.
"It's Lord Heiberion, who holds the second seat among the Ten Saints; Lord Ulfheim, who holds the third seat among the Ten Saints; and Senior Warlord, who holds the fourth seat among the Ten Saints."
Upon noticing the three figures whose magical power was so great that it could distort space and seemed inhuman, Makarov immediately tensed up and told Id and Uru their names.
"oh?!"
"Little Ma, Id, and Uru, you've arrived?"
The first person to greet Makarov, Ido, and Uru was naturally the founder of their magic guild, Fairy Tail, and the only one among the four founders of Fairy Tail who is officially recorded as still alive—Worod Sinken.
"Come and sit down."
"You've had a really tough journey."
Volod greeted Id, Uru, and Makarov like a kind elder.
"snort."
Let's put the issue of being late aside for now.
"If I remember correctly, we're holding the Ten Holy Trins Conference, right?"
"Why is someone who isn't even one of the Ten Wizard Saints allowed to join this meeting?"
The short old man, Ulfheim, gave Id, this unfamiliar face, a deep look and said unhappily.
"Because I'm the one who asked him to come."
Warrod said with a chuckle.
"You old geezer, you just love doing things that don't follow the rules."
Ulfheim seemed surprised that Id had been summoned by Warold. He was taken aback for a moment, then immediately growled angrily.
"alright!"
"You two should both be mindful of your image."
"We are, after all, the Ten Archmages of the Holy Ten, and role models for all archmages across the entire continent of Ishgar. We can't always be acting crazy."
The middle-aged man with the air of an old-fashioned aristocrat, who was also the second seat of the "Ten Saints," looked at Ulfheim and Warlord, who were about to start fighting again as they spoke, and said with a slightly dissatisfied expression.
Yes, Hyberion values manners the most.
Unfortunately, the guys who can be ranked among the top ten archmages on this continent are all a bunch of people who act recklessly and are extremely self-centered, relying on their strength, and have never been associated with the word "civility".
"snort."
At Hyberion's urging, Ulfheim was forced to retract his magic and sat back down on the sofa, quite disgruntled.
"hehe."
Warlord, however, still had a smile on his face.
"However, this is, after all, a gathering of the Ten Holy Archmages."
At this point, Hayberion abruptly changed the subject, turning to look at Id and asking, "So, do you really deserve to attend this grand event?! Young man."
"You talk about qualifications?!"
Ide glanced at Hyberion and couldn't help but chuckle.
"boom!!"
The moment Id finished speaking, his vast and boundless magical power surged forth like a torrent, instantly enveloping the entire villa and causing the expressions on the faces of Hyberion, Ulfheim, and Warlord to change drastically.
"So strong!"
"This magic is almost on par with that of a god," Serena said.
Hyberion was deeply shocked by Id's power; he could feel the enormous gap in magical power between himself and Id.
"Seriously? Is this all the Four Heavenly Kings of Ishgar are capable of?"
While the three kings of Ishgar were sizing up Id, Id was also sizing up Hyberion, Ulfheim, and Volod.
Let's leave aside the senior, Warold, who was acquainted with Id.
Well, although Senior Volod has a magic power level close to level 10 of the Id system, perhaps because Volod is too old, and because he is not good at combat techniques (he is almost completely bad at them), Senior Volod is probably the weakest among the "Heavenly King" level in terms of actual combat.
As for the two who Id had been looking forward to for so long, Hyberion, who was ranked second among the "Ten Saints," and Ulfheim, who was ranked third among the "Ten Saints," their magical power was not stronger than that of Warlord.
Hyberion's magic power is comparable to Warlord's, both approaching the system's level 10, but ultimately not reaching level 10.
Ulfheim is not as powerful as Warlord in terms of magic, but he probably has the upper hand because he is stronger in actual combat.
Based on this calculation, I'm afraid even that "god" Serena isn't that strong?! (According to Ulfheim, Serena was about the same as them before going to the Western Continent; he probably only upgraded his shield after going to the Western Continent.)
"If that's the case, I think the ranking of the 'Ten Wizard Saints' might need to change."
As he spoke, Id looked directly at Hyberion and smiled, "Uru, you should have no problem beating him, right?"
Yes, as an annihilation-type mage, Uru's combat power is in a class of its own among mages of the same level.
"what?"
"Ide, what are you doing?"
Makarov's mind was somewhat blank at this moment.
"ha?"
"Challenge Heiberion?"
"Stop joking! Beat me first before you beat Hyberion!"
As Ulfheim spoke, he stood up from the sofa and angrily shouted at Id.
"Don't misunderstand, it's not me who wants to spar with you, senior. The one who will take the title of 'Ten Saints' isn't me, it's my wife."
Id waved to Ulfheim and said directly.
As for Id's provocation of Ulfheim and Hyberion, he didn't think it was a big deal.
In Id's view, since the Ten Archmages of the Holy Land have an official ranking, he essentially wants those of lower rank to challenge those of higher rank.
"As Id said, since I am already one of the Ten Saints, but have not yet been ranked, I can only ask Senior Ulfheim and Senior Heiberion for guidance."
Uru seemed surprised that Id had come for the titles of Hyberion and Ulfheim right from the start. She smiled helplessly, then her eyes gradually changed, her usual gentleness replaced by determination and iron will, as she asked Ulfheim and Hyberion for guidance.
"I'll go first."
Ulfheim's brows furrowed tightly, and as he spoke, his originally short stature grew larger and larger, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant orc over twenty meters tall.
"Be careful, Ulfheim is using receiving magic."
Warrod, standing to the side, directly stated the type of magic in Ulfheim.
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