Edolas

"I might not have told you yet, but that guy Mystogan is also from Edolas, and he knows a lot of things too!"

At that moment, everyone's eyes turned to Mystogan in the corner. Mystogan hadn't expected Eleven to betray him so suddenly, and a rare look of embarrassment appeared on his face under the veil.

However, this small situation was no problem for Mystogan. He nodded to Carla to reassure her, then calmly stepped out of the shadows and began to describe Edolas' situation to everyone, continuing Eleven's words.

At first, everyone was a little curious about Mystogan, since he always put people to sleep whenever he appeared, and very few people were able to see him. But soon, everyone's attention was drawn to what Mystogan had to say.

A completely new and unknown world.

A world where magic cannot be used freely.

A world ruled by flying kittens?

"Natsu, so I'm a kitten from another world?" Happy asked, looking gleeful, like a serf who had just been freed.

Natsu (ŏ_ŏ): "Ah... I don't know either. You were still an egg when I found Happy!"

Happy (ಥ_ಥ): "Puff Puff Natsu, did you hear me? From now on, you have to call me Lord Happy!"

Natsu (`皿´)ﾉ: "Hmph, no way! Unless you also call me Natsu- sama!"

Happy (´□`): "Eh? How can that be? Natsu, are you an idiot?"

Erza (▼he▼メ): "Natsu, Happy, you're so noisy, shut up!"

ヽ(´~`;(ω;):"Love"

Erza seemed a little annoyed, not only by Natsu and Happy's noise, but also by Mystogan's voice, which sounded so familiar that it involuntarily reminded her of a certain unforgettable jerk.

Carla also unconsciously glared at Happy; she just couldn't bring herself to like this carefree, silly tomcat.

Mystogan didn't say much, only briefly explaining the structure of Edolas, the reason why Lisanna was sucked away, and the method to rescue her.

The scene quickly fell silent again. Mystogan, as taciturn as ever, refused to say a word and retreated to a corner, leaving everyone to digest what he had just said.

"Eleven, take me with you!" Mira suddenly spoke up, clutching Eleven's sleeve tightly, her voice choked with emotion.

"I know I'm going to be a burden to everyone right now, but... I just can't bring myself to stay home and wait for news! I've already lost Lisanna once, and I really don't want to lose her again."

Looking at Mira's frail appearance, Eleven really didn't know how to refuse her request, and in the end, he could only nod gently.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, these uninvited guests expressed their desire to go with them, from Elfman to Gray, Cana, and Erza. Not one of them backed down; they were the kind of people who couldn't be stopped from going.

Even Gildarts showed a hint of interest, exchanged a glance with Makarov, and smiled slightly, saying, "Guild Master, leave these brats to me. The guild still needs you!"

After a moment's hesitation, Makarov sighed softly, tacitly agreeing with Gildarts. He then looked at the group still arguing with Eleven, cleared his throat, and called out loudly, "Kids! Go and bring Lisanna back! And be careful."

"Yes, President! We will definitely bring Lisanna back!"

"Haha, I'm fired up!"

"Man!!"

Eleven: (゜゜) What's my opinion?

Finding an unformed Anima was not difficult for Mystogan, and soon he and Eleven were standing under a dark cloud with a large group of people.

Glancing at the group behind him, Eleven reluctantly gave in. Besides the four Dragon Slayer, Mira, Elfman, Erza, Gray, Cana, Gildarts, and two kittens all followed.

A group of twelve people and two cats came together in a large, noisy swarm; anyone who didn't know better would think it was a team-building trip organized by their guild!

"I reiterate, this journey is extremely dangerous, and there's a high chance we won't return!" Mystogan glanced at the Anima that was about to open in the sky and gave his companions one last warning.

"Also, as I mentioned before, you won't be able to use magic when you first arrive there; you won't be able to cast any spells. However, I'll resolve this issue as soon as possible, so until then, if you encounter any danger, run! Do not choose to fight!"

After saying that, he glanced meaningfully at a few hot-tempered men in the court.

"Mystogan, how long do you think it will take to resolve your magic problem?" Eleven's expression also became more serious, after all, the inability to use magic was quite a serious issue.

"Soon, actually I do have the formula for a drug to solve the magic problem, but it's the Edolas version. I haven't found all the suitable substitutes in this world yet. Once I get there, I can collect the items I need to help you unleash your magic."

"Alright, stop nagging. That hole in the sky looks like it's about to open." Laxus, probably annoyed, looked impatiently at Anima in the sky.

After checking on Anima's condition, Mystogan nodded to Eleven, indicating that it was time.

Eleven took a deep breath, and his surging Telekinesis suddenly erupted, enveloping everyone present and carrying them towards the sky. He crashed into the tiny crack that had just opened in Anima, tearing it apart.

"Hahaha, let's go! Let's turn that world that took Lisanna upside down!"

Meanwhile, in the Kingdom of Edolas, in the prison beneath the capital castle.

The clouds obscured the moon, and the small window Take Over no more moonlight, making the already dim prison cell even more gloomy.

In the darkness, a man sat on a chair outside the iron bars of a cell, leisurely talking to the person inside. Judging from his voice, the man seemed to be a young man, while the person inside the cell appeared to be very old.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the prison corridor. Soon, a soldier rushed up behind the young man, knelt on one knee, and loudly reported.

"Your Majesty, we have detected an abnormal reaction in the Anima. More people from another world have broken in!"

"Oh? Has that person been captured?" The young man raised his head slightly and looked at the soldier.

"Um... something went wrong, they got away." The soldier lowered his head nervously.

"Really? What kind of accident?"

"Um... um..." The soldier seemed flustered, stammering for a while before continuing, "According to the soldiers guarding the garrison, they... they saw Your Majesty's appearance, which is why they didn't dare to pursue..."

"What do I look like?" The young man's tone became playful.

The soldier, terrified, barely dared to breathe, his voice becoming urgent. "Yes, Your Majesty! But I believe this is merely an excuse from those lazybones to shirk responsibility. I will go and interrogate them thoroughly."

Just then, a rattling sound of chains suddenly came from a cell not far away, sounding somewhat agitated, but it quickly quieted down.

The young man stood up, glanced at the cell, and smiled slightly, "Heh, I didn't expect you guys to actually come. I don't know whether to call you stupid or just plain dumb."

The rattling of chains echoed from the cell again, followed by a girl's sharp cry, "Imposter, you'd better let me go right now! Otherwise, Brother Eleven will be here to rescue me soon, and he definitely won't let you get away with this!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to His Majesty! I'll cut your tongue out!" The soldier quickly seized the opportunity to pledge his loyalty.

The young man didn't seem to care much and waved his hand to signal the soldier not to shout so loudly.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and moonlight once again squeezed into the small window, brushing past the girl's silvery-white hair and illuminating the young man, revealing his handsome face that could drive women mad, and his long, smooth gray hair.

"Heh, really?" The young man chuckled. "Killing another version of yourself would be a novel experience."

Having said that, he ignored the little girl screaming in the cell, turned to the soldiers, and shouted sternly, "Go and bring them back! The revolution is about to succeed, and I don't want to see any accidents at this crucial moment!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The soldier respectfully accepted the order and left.

The young man then turned and gave a slight bow towards the cell where he had just spoken, and chuckled, "Well then, let's end our conversation here for today. Although you barely spoke, I've benefited greatly from talking with you, Your Faust Eleven. Thank you."