Father and Son

Just as Loke and Cana were confronting Angel of the Angel Oración Seis, a huge explosion occurred at the Royal Bank in Magnolia City, sending bricks and stones flying like liquid, and countless gold coins and gems scattered everywhere.

A tall, fat man dressed as a godfather, with a judge's hairstyle, and holding a Bible, stood on the street, smiling as he looked at his masterpiece.

This person is Hoteye other than Hoteye, one of the Oración Seis, a villain who is obsessed with money.

"Oh ho ho, so money is the most important thing, and finding a way to make money is the key!"

Under the infusion of Hoteye's magic, the earth seemed to come alive, writhing and gathering all the scattered coins.

Looking at the gold and jewels piled up at his feet, Hoteye's eyes lit up with joy. Nothing made him happier than collecting wealth. Turning his head to look at the streets of Magnolia and the terrified passersby, Hoteye suddenly thought this place wasn't so bad; everyone seemed quite wealthy.

Meanwhile, the members of the Fairy Tail guild also felt the earth-shaking magic of Hoteye and witnessed his rampage through the streets of Magnolia, and they were all extremely angry. Although this magic was somewhat terrifying, even reaching the S-class level, they were not afraid of anything, and quickly organized a team, rushing out of the guild in droves.

Makarov sat in the deepest part of the guild with a gloomy expression. He did not join the expedition with everyone, nor did he stop them. He simply put on his Ten Wizard Saints Battle Robe and looked towards the guild gate.

After the group of angry young men had all run away and the guild fell silent, a tall man clad in golden armor and wearing a mask slowly entered Makarov's line of sight and walked through the guild's gate.

"Hey, old man, long time no see." Upon seeing the solemnly standing Makarov, the man in golden armor raised his hand and removed his mask, revealing a gloomy middle-aged face.

Upon seeing that familiar face, Makarov's aura surged dramatically, unleashing a terrifying surge of magic power at the peak of the Ten Wizard Saints level, threatening to lift the roof off and creating vortexes of magical energy.

"Didn't I say you were forbidden from setting foot in Magnolia again, Ivan!" The old man, who had always been smiling, was now terrifyingly angry.

However, Ivan remained unmoved by the enraged Makarov. He also unleashed his magic to resist the oppressive force. Although Ivan's magic was as insignificant as a lone boat on the ocean under Makarov's power, he laughed arrogantly, almost insanely.

"Hahaha, you old codger, you're still so heartless! Shouldn't you be happy to see your son after all these years, Father!"

If there were any other people in the guild at that moment, they would have been absolutely stunned by Ivan's words. Who would have thought that someone so hostile to Makarov was actually his son!

The moment Makarov heard Ivan call him "father," a complex look flashed in the depths of his eyes. Although he was an excellent chairman, he was definitely not a qualified father.

He was always busy with guild affairs and had no time to care about his own child's physical and mental development, which caused his son to grow up crooked and become a dark mage. If it weren't for Eleven's appearance to help educate Laxus, who knows how twisted his grandson's personality would have become.

Actually, Ivan did have Gildarts as a friend back then, but perhaps because Gildarts was too monstrous, the two of them never really got along, and without realizing it, Ivan turned to the dark side on his own.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Makarov's eyes returned to their icy expression. Ivan was now merely an enemy of Fairy Tail, with no other connection whatsoever.

"Ivan, I'll say it one last time, get out of Magnolia, don't force me to take action!" Makarov shouted sternly.

"Haha! You old geezer, what kind of joke are you making!" Ivan was not intimidated by Makarov; instead, he seemed to be enraged and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"Fairy Tail should have been mine to begin with. How dare you, you old geezer, drive me away? I'm coming back today to take back what's rightfully mine."

Ivan was filled with emotion. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and flung out countless black shikigami paper pieces, which whistled towards Makarov.

However, Makarov simply waved his hand casually, golden magic flowing in his hand, and Ivan's magic would instantly collapse upon contact.

As the old man waved his arm, a golden light shield formed around him. He strolled leisurely through Ivan's pitch-black magical ocean without suffering any harm, his gaze fixed intently on his good-for-nothing son.

"Fairy Tail has never belonged to one person; it's everyone's guild. Ivan, you've disappointed me greatly. I never imagined you'd stoop to joining a dark guild like Oración Seis. I failed to raise you properly."

As they spoke, Makarov had already walked up to Ivan. Compared to the tall Ivan, Makarov appeared unusually short, but he exuded an indescribable air of authority.

"Ivan, you should know the consequences of harming the guild, right? This time, I won't forgive you easily!"

With a loud bang!

A giant fist suddenly smashed through the guild's door and burst out from inside. Ivan was pinned under the fist, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Retracting his fist, Makarov walked out through the large hole he had smashed, glanced at Ivan lying on the ground bleeding, forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and turned to look in another direction from Magnolia.

That's another place where Oración Seis Hoteye caused trouble; it seems the children are having a tough fight there.

"Heh heh heh, worried about those good-for-nothings? They can't even handle one of the Oración Seis, how pathetic. Old man, where are all the S-rank mages in our guild? I haven't seen a single one." Ivan forced himself to his feet and let out a series of cold laughs.

Makarov frowned as he looked at Ivan, wondering what this scoundrel was plotting, or rather, what the Oración Seis was planning this time.

First, Erik was used to lure away Eleven, Erza, Mira, and other high-level guild members. Then, they launched a harassing attack on Magnolia. What exactly is their purpose?

Although many of the arrangements were orders issued by Makarov himself, it's not surprising that he could anticipate these orders given Ivan's status as his son.

If it's just for Erik, to steal the Dragon Slayer, then there's absolutely no need for all this unnecessary action. Is the Oración Oración Seis) just being a pain in the ass?

Ivan seemed to see through Makarov's confusion, and his smile widened, gradually turning into a ferocious expression.

"Old man, stop pretending! You're no better than me! Do you think I don't know you've been secretly researching dark magic in the guild's underground? Haha, old man, you kicked me out of the guild just because you were afraid I'd find out your secret!"

Ivan's words struck Makarov like a bolt of super magic. Although it wasn't quite as Ivan described, there was indeed something beneath the guild's walls, something far more dangerous than black magic—the guild's deepest secret!

"Ivan! How did you find out about this? Who told you?"

At this moment, Makarov became exceptionally violent, his heart pounding wildly. If Ivan was merely a good-for-nothing son before, at this moment, Ivan had become an enemy threatening the very foundation of Fairy Tail, someone he needed to eliminate with his own hands!

"Heh heh, I sensed that magic by chance before. It's definitely a spell that could threaten the entire continent, isn't it, Father!"

As he spoke, Ivan suddenly raised his hand, and a small magic box appeared in his hand, emitting a series of vibrations like heartbeats.

Just as Makarov was about to say something, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly pressed his hand to his heart. To his shock and anger, he discovered that his heartbeat was resonating with the sound coming from the box in Ivan's hand, a resonance that caused his heart to contract sharply.

Ivan walked up to Makarov, looked at the old man who was clutching his heart and slowly collapsing to the ground, and laughed with an exceptionally wild and ferocious expression.

"Haha, you old codger, you've gotten old! A dignified Ten Wizard Saints Archmage suffering from heart disease, how hilarious! Haha!"

"Ivan... you... bastard..." Makarov looked up angrily at his son, never expecting him to use magic that could induce a heart attack. This bastard really wanted to kill his father!

"Hahaha, you old codger, you can't stop me! Once I get that magic, I'll be the ruler of the continent, and those mere Oración Seis won't even be worthy of carrying my shoes!"

Without glancing at Makarov curled up on the ground, Ivan grinned and stepped over the old man, completely losing his mind.

"No! Ivan... you... cough cough... that's dangerous..."

However, the old man, who was on the verge of unconsciousness, clung tightly to Ivan's ankle, mumbling incoherently.

Ivan tried to break free several times but failed. Finally, he lost patience, slowly raised his other foot, and kicked down hard, aiming straight for Makarov's heart!

Rumble

But in that instant, a golden bolt of lightning tore through the sky and crashed down on Ivan's location!

The violent explosion sent Ivan flying, rolling several times before he regained his footing. Near Makarov, however, the raging electricity gradually coalesced into a human shape, which picked up the unconscious Makarov.

A face that bore a resemblance to both Makarov and Ivan appeared, revealing a ferocious and angry expression.

(╬◣д◢): "You damn old man, what the hell are you doing?"