Wendy and Carla

"Nabra! I am Rob, the guild master of the Cait Shelter. Everyone from Fairy Tail, please follow me." With that, the old man bowed slightly and gestured an invitation to Eleven others.

The crowd surrounding them also looked delighted, clearly hospitable people. As soon as they heard the guild leader invite these guests into the guild, they immediately busied themselves preparing to entertain them.

"Well, they're all pretty good guys!" Natsu grinned, clutching his head, as he looked at the Cait Shelter crew who were there to greet him.

Don't let his seemingly idiotic appearance fool you; he possesses instincts that surpass even those of wild animals. Those whom Natsu generally considers good people are essentially kind-hearted at heart.

This time, however, Eleven did not lower his guard because of Natsu's words; instead, his brows furrowed even deeper. He did not respond to the invitation from the leader of the Cait Shelter, but instead used his Spiritual Power to rudely scan the people from the Cait Shelter, seeing through them completely.

Rob seemed oblivious to everything, simply smiling and watching Eleven without saying a word. Eleven, without any hesitation, strode forward and, to everyone's surprise, reached out to grab Rob's forehead.

Eleven's palm landed firmly on the old man's bald head.

"A physical entity?" Eleven was quite surprised.

"Ahem, Eleven, are you quite interested in this old man?" Rob looked up, giving the somewhat embarrassed Eleven a half-smile.

The members of the Cait Shelter around him, and Natsu and the others behind him, began to look at Eleven with strange eyes.

What's wrong with this guy now? Why is he patting an old man's forehead for no reason? It's so rude!

Undeterred, Eleven used his Spiritual Power to secretly pinch several members of the Cait Shelter around him, causing a chorus of exclamations.

They're all physical entities!

That's a bit scary!

In Eleven's Spiritual Power perception, all the members of the Cait Shelter Guild before him, without exception, were composed of Spiritual Power, what people commonly referred to as "Thought Projection."

How much Spiritual Power would it take to create so many independent Thought Projection?

Moreover, these Thought Projection are all physical beings; the clothes they wear and the food they eat are all real. Unless Eleven uses his Spiritual Power to investigate deeply, to the average person, these Thought Projection are almost indistinguishable from living people.

Unbelievable!

This was Eleven's assessment of the scene before him: anyone capable of wielding magic to this degree must be among the most powerful people in the world, or at least they used to be.

Eleven looked at Rob, who was still smiling, with some awe, raised his hand from Robin's forehead, took two steps back, and bowed slightly to express his apology.

If Eleven hadn't genuinely sensed no malice from the old man, he would have definitely turned and run with his companions. Who knows what kind of methods such a powerful figure possessed? Even though the old man himself had now become Thought Projection, Eleven would never dare to underestimate him in the slightest.

Seeing that Eleven had stopped his investigation, Rob smiled and extended the invitation again, "Nabra! How about it? Lord Eleven, would you like to come inside and sit with me now?"

"You're too kind. Just call me Eleven." Although he didn't know why the old man called him "Sir," Eleven still respected the strong and became much more humble.

After speaking, Eleven rolled up his sleeve, revealing the guild crest, and entered work mode. "I am Eleven Brain of Fairy Tail, here for your specific request. Behind me are my guildmates, here to help me complete this mission."

Behind them, Natsu, Erza, and the others also revealed their guild crests, their faces filled with pride.

Hmm... Erik might not feel particularly proud, but his emblem is right on his face, so his expression doesn't really matter!

As Rob watched these young people displaying their guild crests, a glimmer of light appeared in his dim old eyes, and his expression softened.

"Hahaha, Nabra! Please come in, everyone. We have prepared our Nirvit Tribe's special delicacies to entertain you."

"Wow! Is there something delicious to eat?! My stomach is growling! Let's go!" Natsu rushed out first.

"Natsu, you're so cunning! You jumped the gun! Don't steal our fish!" Happy, equally unwilling to back down.

"That fire-breathing idiot is really embarrassing," Gray said, looking down at Natsu in his underwear.

The group, noisy and boisterous, were led into a huge animal skin tent by Rob. The various decorations inside the tent were very distinctive and exotic, which greatly intrigued Eleven and the others. They looked around curiously, appearing quite ignorant.

"Hey, Wendy! Come help me greet the guests," Rob called out to the back door of the tent after sitting down.

"Okay, Grandpa Chairman, I'm coming right now!" A soft, sweet voice came from the back door.

The voice was unmistakably that of a little girl, immediately attracting the attention of Eleven and the others, who peered curiously behind the curtain.

A little girl with short, dark blue hair rushed out of the door in a panic, but before she could take two steps, she tripped over her own feet and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Wow!" The little girl couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, then fell flat on her face in front of everyone, her face instantly turning bright red with embarrassment, and she didn't even dare to look up at Eleven and the others.

"Wendy! Honestly, how come you fell down again where there's nothing there?"

Then another voice came from behind the curtain. The voice was a little high-pitched, but not unpleasant. You could tell it was a girl's voice too.

The next second,

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A small white cat with wings lifted the curtain and flew in, standing with its hands on its hips, looking at Wendy lying on the ground with a helpless expression.

Ah! A white Happy!

"What? Happy turned white?"

"You're wearing a skirt, are you a girl?"

"A female Happy?"

"Wow, she's so cute!!"

Eleven and the others' attention instantly shifted from the little girl to the white kitten. After all, cute little girls are everywhere, but a flying kitten—they'd only ever seen one before Happy.

"Who's Happy? Don't give people random names!" The little white cat seemed to dislike being talked about, and protested angrily at Eleven and the others.

"I'm Happy! Can you tell me your name?"

At this moment, Happy awkwardly walked over to the little white cat, his little tail wagging like a fan. From Eleven's perspective, countless pink bubbles appeared behind Happy.

"Hmph!" The little white cat clearly didn't want to pay attention to Happy and proudly turned its head away.

"So cute! It even gets shy!" Happy didn't seem to care at all and went into cat-licking mode.

However, Wendy then looked up and scolded the little white cat beside her, "Carla, don't do that, it's very impolite."

Then Wendy turned her gaze to Happy, her big eyes sparkling, and exclaimed softly, "Ah, it's the blue Carla! So cute!"