The Chairman
Just as Eleven was secretly plotting his revenge, at the very top of the platform, the chubby Magic Council Chairman Crawford was watching Eleven with great interest.
Originally, Crawford had little interest in the trial. With his experience, he knew at a glance that there was no way to convict him; at most, he would be detained for ten days or two weeks before being released, making it a complete waste of time.
However, when he idly flipped through the files and saw the magical abilities Eleven possessed, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze towards Eleven instantly became kind and friendly.
Recently, Crawford has indeed been researching magic. He intends to further enhance his Archive Magic, hoping to evolve it into "super Archive Magic."
While Archive Magic lacks combat capabilities, it is an all-around magic with exceptional abilities in areas such as data calculation, layout analysis, information gathering, and knowledge sharing.
Crawford himself is a master magician, so modifying ordinary magic is no problem. But when magic involves human Memory and mind, the process becomes much more complex.
However, a mage like Eleven, who is proficient in mental magic, might be able to offer some assistance.
Your Excellency, I think I can give it a try! Please allow me to help you!
As Crawford pondered various questions, he suddenly heard Eleven's voice in his mind, startling the white-bearded old man so much that he almost fell off his chair.
Crawford looked at Eleven in surprise, only to find the kid grinning at him like an idiot. The next second, the voice in his mind rang out again.
Your Excellency, I apologize for overhearing your thoughts, but I believe I can be of great help with the magic you've conceived. Things like Memory reading and image transmission are my strengths! I think I can be of great assistance!
After saying that, Eleven actually transmitted some influences and Memories into Crawford's mind. Of course, these weren't Memories of his usual Vomiting Techniques, but just some trivial fragments of daily life.
Eleven really wanted to Teleportation the Memory that Siegrain was Jellal to Crawford, but after sorting through the Memories, he suddenly realized that if he wanted to prove that Siegrain was Jellal, he had to first admit that he was Elizabeth, after all, the person who fought Jellal was Elizabeth...
Gan!(╬￣ Pan￣)
However, some snippets of footage are enough to prove Eleven's abilities.
Crawford was taken aback for a moment, then quickly smiled, and without thinking, stood up to interrupt the frog judge's ramblings, directly announcing Eleven's acquittal.
Originally, there was no way to convict Eleven, and Crawford didn't want to waste his time on it. Besides, the old man was a pure egoist; even if Eleven was truly guilty, he would have a thousand ways to get Eleven out of trouble for the sake of perfecting his magic.
With the Speaker's words, things immediately went smoothly. Eleven had just been convicted of heinous crimes and could have been beheaded at any moment, was now handcuffed and standing behind the Speaker, as if he had instantly become a big shot in the Magic Council.
Mr. Yajima smiled with satisfaction, secretly marveling at how influential Little Ma Pony was; even the Speaker of the House had gone out of Little Ma way to rescue Eleven.
That's just like my Little Ma!
Meanwhile, Makarov outside the door had already begun studying the architectural structure of the Magic Council Castle and had secretly devised the fastest and most convenient demolition plan.
Once Eleven is convicted, he will swiftly demolish the Magic Council building and rescue the kids in the chaos.
Sigh, from now on I'll bear all the sins myself!
Guilds don't matter anymore, as long as the kids are here, Fairy Tail will never disappear!
First generation, second generation, I'm sorry! Makarov may have to disappoint your expectations and cultivation!
Just then, the door behind him creaked open. Makarov, who was basking in his self-satisfaction, was startled and quickly stood at attention, feeling guilty, afraid that his plan would be discovered.
However, the next moment, he froze. Because Eleven, whom he had been so worried about, was simply strolling out openly, chatting and laughing with the Magic Council president Crawford...
Sensing the gaze, Eleven turned and saw Makarov standing at attention in the corner, and couldn't help but wonder, "Huh? Old man, are you here to get scolded again?"
Makarov:_
You're the one who got yelled at! I came here to save you! You brat, I'll beat you to a pulp when we get back!
Makarov was annoyed, but before he could speak, he saw Eleven turn to Crawford and say earnestly, "Speaker, our Chairman already knows his mistake. Could you please forgive him this time? After all, he's old, and I don't want to see him suffer."
Although Crawford didn't understand Eleven was talking about, he figured it was better to avoid trouble and simply nodded in agreement without saying a word.
Eleven was overjoyed and smiled at Makarov, "Alright, old man, you can go back now. I've already spoken with the Speaker, and we won't criticize you this time."
Makarov: (゜゜)???
God the hell I'm not getting yelled at! I didn't even come here to get yelled at, okay? Crawford, you old bastard, what are you nodding about for?
However, before Makarov could react, Eleven and Crawford had already walked away, and faint whispers of laughter and conversation could be heard, such as, "You're so talented, wouldn't you like to join the Magic Council?"
At this moment, Mr. Yajima also came out, patted Makarov on the shoulder, and gave him an encouraging look.
Makarov: ()???
For the next two days, Eleven spent time with Crawford developing his super Archive Magic.
In fact, Eleven didn't do much. Crawford had already laid out the framework for magic, and all Eleven had to do was provide Crawford with ideas on how to use Spiritual Power.
Through their combined efforts, the current Super Archive Magic can not only access information from the magic network, but also extract information from the Memories of specific groups of people, greatly expanding its retrieval scope. It is gradually moving towards the realm of forbidden magic and super magic.
Of course, Eleven was unaware of these advancements. The clueless Elivin only knew that Crawford seemed quite pleased and had repeatedly tried to invite him to the Magic Council, but Elivin had politely declined each time.
Finally, Crawford had no choice but to promise to help Eleven with something he could do, as a way of repaying Eleven's kindness.
Eleven was overjoyed, his smile almost uncontrollable. Crawford was the Speaker of the Magic Council, the most influential person in the Magic Council, wasn't he?
If we let him investigate Jellal's identity, then that guy Jellal is doomed!
(_) Hahahahaha
However, just as Eleven was organizing his thoughts to sue Jellal, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted outside, followed by a familiar roar.
"Ahhh, Eleven, where are you? We're here to save you! Let's escape together!"
"Take this! Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
(°Д°) It's that idiot Natsu!
Eleven hurriedly and cautiously pushed open the door and looked outside. He saw that not only Natsu, but also Gray, Erza, Mira and the others had run out and were causing a huge ruckus in the Magic Council, turning everything upside down.
Eleven had almost forgotten about these guys; he never expected them to suddenly appear. Hadn't the old man taken them back?
Did he escape from prison to rescue people?
"I... Ugh, these idiots!" Eleven covered his forehead with his hand in exasperation.
At that moment, the sharp-eyed Happy spotted Eleven and exclaimed in surprise. The others rushed over and hugged Eleven tightly, singing and dancing to celebrate that Eleven was alright, appearing quite carefree.
Eleven patted Mira's head in his arms, somewhat helplessly. He couldn't blame them for being insensible; after all, he had been taken away for several days, so it was normal for them to worry.
"Speaker, regarding the matter you promised me, could you please forgive their actions just now? Thank you..."
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