Someone Lends a Hand

After getting ready, Eleven set off to find the location of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild. To his surprise, this dark guild was located openly at the end of the street in Hirotsumon City, in a similar location to Fairy Tail in Magnolia, extremely conspicuous, without any intention of hiding.

It looked as if the entire Hirotsumon City was run by this dark guild.

After Eleven's investigations along the way, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

The citizens knew that the guild at the end of their street was a shady guild, but they were all indifferent. The existence of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits was neither good nor bad for them. Although they were violently extorted for protection money every month, the Rakshasa Evil Spirits did contribute to the city's economic development, allowing everyone to earn some money.

They had considered seeking help from the Magic Council, but years passed and the Magic Council ignored them. Eventually, they accepted their fate of being ruled by the dark guilds.

For ordinary people, as long as they can live a good life, they don't really care about anything else. Even if the Magic Council came, it might not be much better than this dark guild; it would just have a better reputation.

The streets of Hirotsumon City weren't very long, and it didn't take Eleven long to walk all the way, but what he saw and heard during that time broadened his horizons considerably.

He had never been involved in politics before, and rarely dealt with cities that were outside the control of the Magic Council.

All I hear from the Magic Council is how well they govern Ishgar, how peaceful and prosperous the people are. But now look at the cities governed by the dark guilds, they're no worse than those governed by the Magic Council, and even more prosperous than those cities without the backing of major guilds.

"As expected, all those guys in the Magic Council know how to do is come after Fairy Tail for compensation. They're really useless! I bet if the guild goes bankrupt one day, the Magic Council will go bankrupt along with it!" Eleven muttered resentfully as he walked down the street.

Although Eleven wouldn't assume the Dark Guild was a good person just because of what he saw, that didn't stop him from secretly badmouthing the Magic Council!

After all, the vast majority of his past income had been confiscated by the Magic Council. If there was any real grudge, it might be that he had a greater grudge against the Magic Council.

But despite all the talk and criticism, the work still has to be done!

Fairy Tail, after all, is still a legitimate mage guild, and they still need to cling to the Magic Council. Until the old man makes up his mind to betray the organization, they still have to obediently work for the Magic Council.

Therefore, the dark guilds that deserve to be destroyed should still be destroyed!

No matter how useless the Magic Council is, or how much money it rips off Fairy Tail, it's still far more reliable than the Dark Guilds. The residents of Hirotsumon City might not live better under the Magic Council's jurisdiction, but they certainly won't live worse, and they'll be much safer. As long as they don't constantly think about breaking the law, there's no harm in it.

Standing in front of the gate of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Branch Guild Eleven took a deep breath, tapped his toes, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips beneath his mask.

He didn't employ any fancy tactics; he simply charged straight at the enemy. This was his first S-rank mission, and he not only had to complete it flawlessly but also demonstrate his strength to show the old man that he truly deserved to be S-rank.

"Excuse me!" Eleven roared, kicking the guild's door as if he were returning to his own guild.

Boom!

The entire iron gate was kicked away by Eleven's Telekinesis kick, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Hahaha, you bunch of bastards, just die!"

These words weren't shouted by Eleven, but rather came from within the Rakshasa Evil Spirits, which startled Eleven greatly.

Inside the guild, a young man draped in a giant python was wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace!

The boy was covered in a layer of purplish-red flame energy, which looked sticky and disgusting. Wherever the energy passed, it corroded and left countless holes, and those it touched would foam at the mouth and collapse, convulsing. It was clearly some kind of deadly poison that no one wanted to touch.

"Wow... as expected of a top-tier dark guild, their fighting skills are even better than ours!"

Eleven stood at the doorway, leaning against the frame, watching the commotion. He knew, of course, that this couldn't be some guild brawl; it was obvious someone like him had come to wipe out the entire guild. However, the boy in the middle, with his frenzied fighting style and those fierce, upturned eyes, inexplicably reminded Eleven Natsu's outburst at the guild last time, which is why he couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

Eleven wasn't too bothered by the fact that someone was stealing his business. Fairy Tail had already officially accepted the mission, and he would earn the commission no matter how he achieved his goal. Since someone was willing to work for him for free, Eleven naturally had no objection.

However, the boy who released the poison seemed to have no concept of showing mercy. Several souls of the gruesome dead were already floating in the air, causing Eleven to frown. This was not the kind of development he wanted to see.

Boom!!

Suddenly, the poison-spitting boy descended from the sky, carrying a corpse by the collar, and landed directly in front of Eleven. Thick poison gas filled the air, accompanied by occasional sizzling and corrosive sounds. Eleven quickly took a step back in disgust and used his Telekinesis to protect himself from the poison.

"What the hell are you doing here?" The poison-spraying boy glared menacingly at Eleven, who stood at the doorway, dressed in bizarre attire.

"Um... I came here to find them..." Eleven pointed towards the interior of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild and answered honestly.

"Then you're really unlucky! Die!" Upon hearing that Eleven had come to find the Rakshasa Evil Spirits, the boy suddenly flew into a rage, not giving Eleven a chance to finish speaking. He immediately gathered his magic power and lashed out with a poisonous claw at Eleven.

"Well, I don't think we're enemies..."

Seeing the boy's outburst, Eleven offered a helpless explanation. He slightly shifted his body, dodging the boy's claw attack. Then, he focused his Telekinesis in his palm and, taking advantage of the moment they parted, slapped the boy on the back of the head.

"Calm down!"

Bang!!

This seemingly light tap slammed the boy's entire head into the ground, leaving him upside down, like a headless plant stuck in the earth.

The world suddenly fell silent...

The surviving mages of the Rakshasa Evil Spirits were so astonished that they couldn't even speak when they saw that the demon who had just been slaughtering them had been defeated in one move by this strangely dressed fellow.

"That guy just said he was looking for us, right?" someone suddenly realized and started whispering.

"Could it be that a big shot from headquarters has come to rescue us?"

"Yay! We're saved!"

The gloomy atmosphere in the Rakshasa Evil Spirits Guild was instantly swept away, and everyone cheered loudly, enjoying the joy of surviving a calamity.

Eleven:???