A Four-Man Team Is Formed
"Interested in taking down Gildarts together?" Eleven's voice entered the minds of the other three through Telepathy.
A silence
Whether startled by Eleven's sudden voice or remaining on guard, no one responded or made a sound.
After much deliberation, Eleven came up with three routes that could lead to the key points of the assessment.
The first rule is to methodically steal magic crystals from others, without causing any trouble, try to avoid Gildarts, follow the rules, and win by stealing three.
However, this is also the most complicated route. Even if one can evade Gildarts's pursuit, the safety of others cannot be guaranteed. The risks are simply too great, and the development of events is completely uncontrollable, making it the worst possible option.
The second option is to complete the mission before Gildarts officially enters the arena, and in a crushing manner, seize three magic crystals in a very short time to advance directly.
To be honest, this was Eleven's original plan, because he had a huge advantage: he wouldn't waste time looking for people, which greatly reduced the difficulty of the route.
But is he really capable of overwhelming the other two contestants? They are all individuals recognized by Makarov to participate in the S-class assessment. Even if there are differences in strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to completely overwhelm them.
Don't let Macao and Wakaba's seemingly lazy lifestyle fool you; they are the backbone of Fairy Tail, a top-tier guild. They just don't like to lower themselves to the level of juniors, not because they lack strength.
So after much deliberation, Eleven still felt that ambushing Gildarts was the most reliable option!
Although Gildarts is a senior S-rank mage, the fact that the four of them were able to participate in the S-rank assessment means they all possess near-S-rank strength.
Even if I definitely can't beat Gildarts one-on-one, surely I can put up a fight against him in a four-on-one situation? Gildarts doesn't have three heads and six arms, how will I know I can't win if I don't try!
Eleven briefly explained his thoughts in the Telepathy channel, but no one paid any attention to him. In fact, Laxus kept trying to kick Eleven out of his mind, being particularly unruly.
"Hey, hey, hey, you guys need to think this through! Doing nothing will only get you picked off one by one by Gildarts!" Eleven shouted helplessly, struggling to suppress Laxus's agitated Spiritual Power.
In the distance, Wakaba casually dealt with a monster that had been bothering him, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled. "Eleven, you're being too naive. We're enemies now. Can we really fight side by side? Besides, you underestimate Gildarts. Even if the four of us joined forces, we might not be a match for him."
Wakaba's words were quite rational, immediately pointing out all the flaws in Eleven's plan and making the negotiation situation even more awkward.
Before Eleven could object, Macao, who had been silent until now, suddenly broke the silence. "No, I think Eleven's idea is a good one, I've decided to do it!"
"Huh? Macao, did you give birth to your brain along with your son? How can such a flawed plan possibly work?" Wakaba was furious when he heard Macao going against him.
Macao and Wakaba were used to exchanging insults, so they weren't angry. Instead, they sneered and mocked, "Wakaba, you're the one who hasn't seen the situation clearly. Do you really think the guild leader would create such an assessment that makes us enemies? That's not our guild's style!"
"If we don't fight Gildarts together, we'll only be picked off one by one, and then we'll truly have no chance at all!"
"The true meaning of this assessment lies in maintaining the bond between partners while competing with each other. Don't you understand, Wakaba?"
Macao was quite pleased with himself after saying these words. Even though he couldn't see, he knew that his old rival must have been thoroughly humiliated by him. He was in a great mood, and even the purple flames in his hand became lighter.
Wakaba was indeed furious with Macao. He was extremely annoyed by the feeling of being intellectually crushed. However, he was no longer a child. Since Macao had a point, he could only grit his teeth and accept it, though he couldn't help but mutter curses under his breath.
Seeing that his two old buddies, Wakaba and Macao, had inexplicably reached a consensus while hurling insults at each other, Eleven couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and turned his attention to Laxus had remained silent until now.
"Laxus, what are you thinking? Don't tell me you're afraid to face Gildarts." Eleven bluntly used the simplest form of provocation.
Sure enough, a vein bulged on Laxus's forehead in the distance, but he was no longer the child he once was. His resilience had been greatly honed by Eleven, and he did not lose his temper so easily.
"Hmph! Boring. You guys can go join the crowd if you want, but don't drag me along!"
"Cut!"
Seeing that Laxus wasn't as dim-witted as before, Eleven clicked his tongue in boredom, immediately losing patience to continue teasing Laxus. He said in a deep voice, "Laxus, have you thought this through? If you don't participate, and the three of us fail, you won't be able to advance either. You'll fail without having done anything. Can you accept that?"
That's right, it's kidnapping!
The questions in this assessment destined the four of them to be bound together by a common fate. Once two or more people start courting disaster, no one can escape the consequences. They will die together, or only one will survive – that's how cruel it is.
As expected, after listening to Eleven's words, Laxus could no longer be arrogant. He could not accept his own failure, nor could he accept failing for no reason because of other people's stupidity. He had to wade into these muddy waters, and he had to do his best.
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"Hmph, just you wait until we defeat Gildarts, I'll make sure you regret it!"
Laxus fiercely declared his duel in the Telepathy channel, ignoring the two old foxes eavesdropping beside him. Eleven's actions of hijacking his plans were utterly despicable, and he absolutely had to get revenge.
Eleven wasn't bothered by Laxus's threat at all. He was used to fighting every day. On the contrary, seeing that he had once again successfully angered Laxus, this big fool, he felt a little smug. Indeed, the most witty and intelligent person was still him Eleven!
"Hehe, then we've formed a temporary team. Everyone, listen to my commands, I'll lead you to find Gildarts!"
Eleven chuckled and began issuing orders in the channel, turning what should have been a promotion assessment into an ultimate mission of teaming up to defeat a big boss.