Son and Father

"You damn old man, what do you think you're doing?!"

Laxus roared. Although he knew his father wasn't a good person, he never expected him to be such a bastard who would try to kill his own father!

Feeling Makarov's increasingly faint heartbeat in his arms, Laxus was both anxious and angry, hating himself for not returning sooner and for not listening to Eleven's advice in time.

Yes, Laxus was called back by Eleven, just before Eleven and the others set off to find Erik.

Because they were going to oppose Oración Seis, the leader of the dark guilds, Eleven, as a precaution, contacted all those guys who liked to mess around outside and issued a unified guild recall order.

Laxus initially didn't intend to pay attention, thinking it was pointless, but later, after Eleven promised to help him contact reporters and officially announce his title Thunder God, he reluctantly agreed, grumbling all the while.

Now, all Laxus feels is regret! Regret for his procrastination and selfishness, which has put his grandfather in such a life-threatening situation.

I am so ashamed!

If I had listened to Eleven without hesitation back then, perhaps things wouldn't be like this now! If I had listened to Eleven...

(╯°Д°)╯Damn it!!

Why should I listen to that bastard Eleven?! I can come back whenever I want, and I can stay away from coming back whenever I don't want to!!

I am filled with shame and indignation!

After his initial surprise, Ivan quickly regained his composure and, seeing Laxus's unpredictable expression, a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

"Yo! Laxus, my dear son, it's been a long time." Ivan looked at Laxus with a smug smile.

Actually, Ivan was quite surprised by Laxus's appearance. They had clearly discovered that Laxus had just received an S-class mission not long ago, and shouldn't have returned so soon.

However, Ivan wasn't too concerned. Couldn't he cure his own son? As long as that old rogue Gildarts didn't return, everything was still under control.

Laxus glanced at Ivan, who was grinning somewhat lewdly, but ignored him. Instead, he gently placed Makarov on the bed, took a few nitroglycerin pills from the old man's pocket, and fed them to him.

"Old man, hang in there, I'll be back soon."

Laxus abruptly stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Ivan, crackling with lightning as he walked step by step toward Ivan.

Ivan didn't back down despite seeing the menacing Laxus. How could a father be intimidated by his son? At this moment, he had to put on an even more intimidating aura than his son.

At this point, it's best to strike first!

Countless magical paper figures were released by Ivan, wrapping around Laxus like chains, binding Laxus tightly as he was still gathering magic power.

"Hahaha, you idiot son! What are you trying to do? Don't you know my strength?"

Ivan smiled broadly, a smug look on his face, as if to tell Laxus, "Your father will always be your father, no matter how tall you get."

Laxus, however, remained calm. He shifted his body a few times, sensing Ivan's magic, sighed, and said in a deep voice, "Is that all you've got? You damn old man."

Ivan ignored Laxus, assuming he was just showing off, and continued, "Fairy Tail is finished, Laxus. You should understand, right? In that old man's boring buddy game, this guild has become increasingly weak and incompetent. A guild like that has no value whatsoever!"

"Laxus, come with me, return to your father's side, become my right-hand man, and together we'll build the strongest guild on the continent!"

Ivan's eyes gleamed as he extended a hand towards Laxus. He knew his son to some extent; he knew how furious Laxus had been when he was expelled from the guild.

Ivan firmly believes that his son, like himself, is extremely ambitious and will stop at nothing to become stronger. He would absolutely not tolerate coexisting amicably with the lowlifes in Fairy Tail, and the only reason he hasn't left is because he hasn't had the right opportunity yet!

Sensing the powerful magic within Laxus, Ivan's smile widened. Such an outstanding son was definitely worth making use of!

Laxus stared coldly at the boastful Ivan, then couldn't help but yawn, his impatience reaching its peak.

Is it over?

Ivan: "Huh? Laxus, didn't you understand what I said?"

"If that's done, let's start fighting!"

Boom!!

A thunderous roar echoed through the sky, and a pillar of lightning erupted from Laxus's body, smashing a huge hole in the heavens. The paper shikigami binding him instantly turned to ashes.

Ivan stared in shock at Laxus, who looked like Thunder God descending to earth. He could no longer maintain his "fatherly" dignity and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Perhaps in the past Laxus could have been swayed by Ivan, but after years of outwitting and outmaneuvering Eleven, Laxus's intelligence is now vastly different. How could he possibly be swayed by such low-level language?

Besides, Laxus is currently engrossed in researching ways to counter Eleven and his gang's silly traits; he has no time to indulge in Ivan's low-level ambitions.

So Laxus wasn't trying to be cool or profound; he genuinely never took Ivan seriously, even though Ivan was his father.

"The Lightning Dragon's Roar!"

Without giving Ivan a chance to waste words, Laxus launched a verbal attack first. A thick beam of lightning left a charred trail in the air as it headed straight for Ivan.

Ivan, after all, was once qualified to be beaten by Gildarts. Even though he was panicked, he still used his skills. He manipulated countless paper shikigami with dark magic and created a defensive barrier in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The roar and the shikigami knots collided without a deafening roar, but the terrifying burst of magical energy instantly shattered the surrounding ground. Paper shikigami were frantically melting away, trying to neutralize the power of Laxus's lightning.

Finally, with a crisp sound, Ivan's knot and Laxus's roar simultaneously exhausted their energy.

Ivan, still trembling with fear, gasped for breath, unable to believe his son had suddenly become so terrifying. Wasn't this guy his son? How could he seem stronger than him? When did this era change?

The next second, Ivan's eyes turned to terror again, because Laxus, who had just unleashed a terrifying attack, was charging forward with overwhelming force as if he hadn't expended any energy.

A fist the size of a clay pot, crackling with the roar of lightning, magnified in Ivan's eyes in an instant, leaving him no chance to dodge.

"You damn old man, I don't know what you're up to, but I'm going to avenge the old man lying over there. Take this, Lightning Dragon's Crushing Fist!"

"Wait... wait! I'm your biological father! Are you going to beat your own father? You unfilial son! You weirdo..."

Boom!!

Before Ivan could finish speaking, Laxus punched him in the face, sending him spinning through the air and crashing into a large section of Magnolia's streets before slamming into the thick walls of the cathedral, causing the giant bells at the top of the tower to clang loudly.

Laxus watched the direction Ivan flew off in, clenched his fist, turned and walked towards Makarov, muttering to himself as he went.

"Tch, what right do you have to lecture me, you bastard dad!"