Don't Even Think About Running

Is it because of the Oración Seis?

The little old man, Makarov, dressed in his pajamas, looked at Eleven, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, with a serious expression and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, Erik won't say anything." Eleven shook his head.

Even after his brief conversation with Erik, Eleven remained uneasy. Although he didn't know what had happened to Erik, Eleven felt that this matter couldn't be left unresolved any longer.

Although Eleven usually seems silly and even more carefree than Natsu, he's the one who cares more than anyone else when something happens to his friends.

Despite his concern, Eleven felt it was safer to consult the elders in his family for such a brain-intensive matter. So poor Makarov was dragged out of bed in the middle of the night.

However, Makarov didn't really have a good solution for Erik's problem. He had originally planned to subtly improve Erik's situation through the atmosphere within the guild, but it seemed to be having little effect.

Erik is willing to talk to others about everything, but he doesn't like to interact with people in the guild, which makes it difficult for Makarov to truly understand Erik as a person.

Actually, the reason Makarov didn't let Erik participate in the S-class assessment last year was because he felt that Erik was hiding something and his mentality was unstable. He didn't dare let Eric take on difficult S-class missions, as it could lead to death.

The old man and the young man sat on the bed discussing for most of the night without reaching a conclusion. Eventually, Eleven got annoyed and even considered just beating Erik up. Although he said he didn't want to interfere with any decisions his partner made, Eleven mostly believed in the universal law that "being pretentious equals getting a beating."

However, Makarov ultimately rejected this plan. If Erik's problem could be solved by beating him up a few times, he would have done it himself long ago, and there would be no need for Eleven.

Left with no other option, Makarov decided to talk to Erik first thing the next morning.

Meanwhile, outside Magnolia, Erik connected to the Telepathy crystal in his hand.

"Brain, I will leave Fairy Tail and return to Oración Seis. Are you satisfied now?" Erik said expressionlessly.

A moment of silence fell over the magic crystal, followed by a sinister laugh from a man, "Hehehe, Cobra, good boy, welcome home."

Erik hadn't heard the name Cobra in a while, but he still didn't show any expression. He lowered his head, said something, and then crushed the communication crystal in his hand.

"Hmph, I hope you don't forget your promise and don't go looking for trouble with Fairy Tail."

Brain was about to say something when the Telepathy crystal in his hand went silent. He didn't mind, smiled, and casually tossed the crystal aside.

"Hey Brain, why are we so concerned about a traitor? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him? We don't need this piece of trash."

A scantily clad, white-haired girl plopped down on the armrest of Brain's chair, glaring at Brain with displeasure.

"Hehe, don't rush, Angel. Only when Cobra comes back will what we truly want follow us."

Brain glanced around at the other five figures in the room and smiled slightly.

"Get ready, we'll have something to do soon."

The next morning, Eleven and Makarov arrived at the guild early and hurriedly sent someone to fetch Erik for psychological treatment.

Eleven and Makarov sat upright, looking ready for anything, which made the other guild members a little nervous, wondering what kind of trouble the father and son were up to this time.

However, a short while later, a staff member suddenly rushed in.

"Guild Master, something terrible has happened! Erik left a note saying he's leaving the guild!"

Everyone was shocked to hear the news, not understanding why Erik would suddenly run away in secret. They started discussing it amongst themselves, Kinana even burst into tears.

Upon hearing the news, Eleven slammed his fist on the table, then stood up with a serious expression and looked at Makarov.

"Grandpa, Erik wouldn't just leave like that without a word. He must have been threatened by the Oración Seis. I'm going to bring him back."

Eleven's words startled everyone in the guild once again. Apart from Eleven and the old man, very few people in the guild knew that Erik had once been in contact with the Oración Seis.

Everyone in the guild was furious, initially thinking Erik had run away from home simply because he had argued with Kinana.

This Oración Seis actually dared to threaten the people of Fairy Tail? He must be tired of living!

Makarov ignored the fervor of Eleven and the crowd, instead focusing intently on the note Erik had left behind before slowly speaking.

"These are indeed Erik's notes; he left the guild voluntarily."

"Old man"

Eleven interrupted Makarov with a shout, but Makarov didn't mind. He closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds. When he opened them again, a sharp, cold glint flashed in his drunken old eyes.

"However, as the president, I did not approve his resignation request, so Erik is still a member of Fairy Tail, our partner, and family. No one can forcibly take our family away; no one can."

"Eleven, Erza, the three of you go and bring Erik back to me Mira. Tell him that if he wants to leave the guild, he should come and talk to this old man in person. Without even a farewell banquet, I will absolutely not allow him to leave the guild."

"Okay, I'll definitely bring him back," Eleven smiled.

Makarov stood up, his gaze sweeping over the faces of everyone in the guild. Everyone in the guild was now focused on their guild leader, Makarov, whose short stature appeared unusually tall at that moment.

It is precisely because of such a guild master that Fairy Tail can truly feel like home and give them a sense of security.

Suddenly, a flame shot into the sky from the guild hall, instantly reducing a table to ashes. Natsu stood amidst the flames, roaring excitedly, startling everyone else.

"Aaaaah, Grandpa, I'm going too! I'm going to beat Erik up! That kid's duel with me isn't even over yet, and he's already running away like this! It's outrageous!"

After letting out a roar, Natsu seemed even more excited, and the flames surged even higher. But the next moment, a wisp of cold air spread out, completely neutralizing the heat in the room.

"It's so hot! Don't start fires indoors, you idiot!"

Gray glared at the excited Natsu first, then looked at Makarov and smiled coolly, "Old man, let me go with Eleven and the others too. I still have a score to settle with Erik."

Natsu was naturally annoyed that Gray had jumped out and stolen his thunder again, so he rammed his head into Gray and started arguing with him again.

Natsu and Gray had challenged Erik quite often, but they'd almost never won. Now that Erik had beaten them, he wanted to run away—was there no justice in this world?

Eleven looked speechlessly at the two jostling men, somewhat confused as to whether they were trying to rescue someone or kill someone. Why did they both seem to have a grudge against Erik?

Makarov didn't care what Natsu and the others said. After thinking for a moment, he nodded in agreement.

"Alright, Natsu, Gray, you two go together. The enemy might be very strong, so remember to listen to Eleven and the others, and don't act recklessly on your own."