Sowing Discord

He ignored the eccentric Erza.

After offering a few more words of remembrance to Jack's floating soul, Eleven helped Mira to her feet and patted Mira on the shoulder. "Alright, let's go back."

"Go back my ass! Wendy hasn't been saved yet!" Mira slammed her elbow into Eleven's stomach, her face full of exasperation, and roared loudly.

"Ah! I knew I'd forgotten something!"

Eleven clutched his stomach, a look of sudden realization on his face. Forgetting all about retaliating against Mira for hitting him for no reason, he released his Spiritual Power, probing in the direction Happy and the others had just flown away.

"Hey, as expected of Happy, he's been rescued!" Eleven smiled slightly.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than several figures burst through the bushes and appeared before them. Two flying kittens were carrying a little girl in front of them, while an angry skull staff was chasing after them, creating a somewhat comical scene.

The moment Happy saw Eleven and his friends, Happy burst into tears, wailing, "Waaaaah, Eleven, help!"

Carla snorted, blushed, and turned her head away, not wanting to pay any attention to this embarrassing tomcat.

"Certainly!"

With a single squeeze of his hand, Eleven froze the bouncing skull staff in mid-air, yelling in frustration.

"Ahhh, do you even know who I am? Let me go! I'm... Waaah..."

"So noisy!"

Before the Skull Staff could finish speaking, a white-haired witch suddenly covered his mouth in a blur. Mira gripped the wooden handle of the staff and pounded the ground repeatedly, giving him no chance to continue arguing.

Erza opened her arms and caught the three adorable creatures flying in the air, embracing the two cats and the little girl tightly.

"Ahhh, Erza's going to die!" Happy cried out in pain as he was enveloped in Erza's steel embrace.

Carla was so choked she almost foamed at the mouth, and could no longer maintain her haughty demeanor.

"Ah! Sorry, Happy, Carla, are you alright!" Erza realized she had overreacted and quickly let go of them. Mainly, the three of them together were just too adorable, and she couldn't help but hug them.

Eleven joined in, crouching down to pat Happy, who was kneeling on the ground greedily breathing in the air, and chuckled, "Well done, Happy!"

"Aisa" Happy weakly raised his little paws in response to Eleven's praise.

"Cough cough cough"

Just then, a few weak coughs drew their attention. Wendy, who had been unconscious, had actually woken up, probably stimulated by Erza's deadly hug.

"Wendy, you're awake! How are you feeling? Is anything hurting?" Carla excitedly rushed over to her.

Wendy was still a little groggy from just waking up. Seeing the excited Carla asking her all sorts of questions, she couldn't help but give a silly smile and softly said, "Yes, I'm fine, Carla."

"Waaah!"

Seeing Wendy, she could still smile foolishly, but Carla burst into tears and threw herself into Wendy's arms. She almost thought she was going to lose Wendy; it really was just a hair's breadth away from never seeing Wendy again.

When Wendy saw Carla crying, she immediately snapped out of her daze, hurriedly picked up Carla, and looked flustered and at a loss.

Watching the two adorable girls express their emotions, Eleven and the others smiled with relief. They suddenly felt that knowing they were both safe and sound made any serious injury worthwhile.

Just then, the skull staff that had been being tortured by Mira suddenly cried out, and a magical projection came out from the crystal ball in the skull's mouth.

Mira was startled and quickly jumped backward, landing next to Eleven and creating distance between herself and the staff.

The projection gradually solidified, revealing a tall man with white hair. His face was etched with several incomprehensible magical patterns, and a piece was missing from the left side, making it asymmetrical and utterly devoid of beauty.

This man was none other than Brain, the leader of the Oración Seis.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really are everywhere, Elizabeth!"

"Wow! Eleven, your forehead is spurting blood!!" Happy exclaimed, pointing at Eleven's forehead.

Eleven could clearly feel the veins throbbing on his forehead. He gave Brain a forced smile and chuckled twice, then wiped the blood from his forehead, smearing it all over his face, making him look incredibly ferocious.

"Ha, Brain, it really was you! I knew it was you the moment I saw that staff. Why did you capture Wendy? You perverted, child-obsessed old man!"

Eleven didn't dwell on his name; it was already exposed, so he gave up. Instead, seeing Brain again ignited a surge of anger within him. That bastard was becoming increasingly shameless; now he was even eyeing little girls.

Eleven's words made Carla instinctively hug Wendy tighter, glancing warily at the man in the projection. Brain was also taken aback by Eleven's words, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he looked at Eleven and the others with interest, chuckling.

"Elizabeth, oh no, perhaps I should now call you Eleven Brain, the S-class mage of Fairy Tail?"

"Wow! Eleven, you're spitting blood on your head again!!"

Although Eleven knew his identity had been exposed the moment Brain appeared, being repeatedly pointed out by Brain still made Eleven blood boil, and he wished he could run over through the Telepathy communication and beat Brain up.

Brain, observing Eleven's expression, continued, "I never expected someone with such a notorious reputation like you to be a member of the Guild of Light." He then glanced at Mira and Erza, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Do they know? Do they know that you, like me, are a wanted criminal with heinous crimes?"

The provocative intent in those words couldn't be clearer. As a member of the Light Guild, Eleven was a wanted criminal; Brain simply couldn't believe he could stay in that guild any longer.

However, the smug Brain couldn't see any panic on Eleven's face; apart from the fountain of blood gushing from his forehead becoming even more intense, there was no other change.

Turning to look at Erza and Mira, Erza still stared at Brain, unmoved by his words.

Mira, however, disdainfully picked up a rag and tried to plug the fountain of blood on Eleven's forehead, as if she hadn't heard what Brain said at all.

"Brain of the Oración Seis." Erza stepped forward, blocking Eleven's path. Even though she was only 14 years old, she still looked imposing.

"Eleven is our partner, family we grew up with. Don't even think about trying to sow discord between us; the bond between us is beyond your comprehension!"

As Mira pressed her hand against Eleven's forehead, she also glanced at Brain's projection, a mischievous smile spreading across her face, "So that Elizabeth is Eleven? Hehehe, he really has his style!"