The Truth Is One

Eleven followed behind Mest listlessly, making small talk with him.

Under the president's physical persuasion, he had no choice but to agree to investigate the werewolf mission with Mest. To be honest, it was Mest who accepted the mission first, Eleven was the one who cut in line later.

However, Mest had no resistance to teaming up with Eleven for missions. On the contrary, she was happy to have more contact with this outstanding peer and acted much more mature than Eleven.

"Eleven, how do you plan to begin the investigation?" Mest turned around and earnestly sought Eleven's opinion.

"Okay, then we..."

Eleven was about to say something when he was interrupted by a loud voice.

"Eleven! I heard you guys are going werewolf hunting, that sounds so cool! Count me in!"

From half a street away Gray started shouting, wearing baggy shorts and waving as he ran towards Eleven and the others, followed by Lisanna and Elfman.

"Brother Eleven, can I come with you to investigate werewolves? I really want to see what werewolves look like!"

Lisanna was anything but polite to Eleven, immediately clinging to Eleven arm and acting all cute.

Elfman, being quite polite, bowed to Eleven and the others, requesting to join the mission.

Lisanna and her brother are really bored. With her sister not home, they can only wander around with Gray. And Gray, who finally got two cheap little brothers, has started to do nothing even though he can go to work.

At this moment, the three idlers all set their sights on Eleven. Elfman was in charge of being polite and courteous, Lisanna was in charge of acting cute and charming, while Gray was in charge of posing coolly and showing off. He felt that given his relationship with Eleven, it was normal for them to do a mission together, and there was no need to ask for help.

If it were just Gray alone, Eleven would absolutely ignore him, but he couldn't stand Lisanna's persistent pleading, so he had no choice but to turn to Mest and ask for her opinion, since it was, after all, someone else's task.

"I don't mind, let's all come together!"

Mest put his hands behind his head and agreed with a grin. He was actually quite surprised that Eleven was so popular; despite being called the Great Demon King, it seemed like no one was afraid of him.

Seeing how close these people were, he, as a newcomer to the guild, couldn't help but feel a little envious.

He longs to have a group of friends like that, and he really wants to know what it's like to have a great time with everyone.

Eleven suddenly felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. He turned around and saw that Mest's gaze had become vacant as she stared at him, her teeth unconsciously clenching...

"Let's split up and investigate. Mest and I will go to the orphanage, Gray, and you guys go to Magnolia Street to gather information," Eleven commanded from in front of the group.

"Okay!" Everyone raised their hands in agreement.

Gray and Lisanna turned and left excitedly, while Mest obediently followed Eleven. At this moment, there was a large fist mark on his nose, and both nostrils were inserted to prevent nosebleeds.

This was because Eleven acted in self-defense...

"Let's go." Eleven's expression darkened as he watched Gray and the others walk away, as if he were entering mission mode.

Mest obediently followed behind Eleven. Although he was older Eleven was his senior in the guild, and he had no objection to being led by Eleven on missions.

However, despite having agreed to go to the orphanage, Eleven led him around in circles, taking him to increasingly remote places, until they finally stopped in a deserted, dark alley.

"Um, Eleven? What am I doing here?" Mest looked at the silent Eleven in front of her and couldn't help but ask her question.

"Alright, stop pretending. I figured it out a long time ago." Eleven, hands in his pockets, slowly turned around, staring coldly at Mest. "You're the werewolf, aren't you?"

After stating his deduction, Eleven revealed a confident smile, his eyes gleaming, and Telekinesis to blow through his hair, already in a state of readiness for battle.

Mest: [·_·?]

"No, I'm not."

Eleven:...

"Alright, stop pretending. It's better to just admit it now."

"No, no, no, I'm really not! Why would I be a werewolf?" Mest quickly waved her hands in denial, shaking her head like a rattle-drum.

Eleven now felt that everything written in the book was a lie. In novels, when great detectives pointed at criminals, the criminals would immediately confess. Why didn't it work on him?

However, Eleven wasn't angry or embarrassed; instead, he was a little excited. The most exciting part of a detective novel is when the detective uses reasoning to force the criminal to confess!

"Hmph! Still being stubborn!" Eleven snorted, striking a cool pose as he stared into Mest's eyes.

"Werewolves started appearing at the orphanage not long ago, which coincides with the time you joined the guild."

"And is your habit of biting people all the time really because you've lost your mind? Is it because you always bite people that you developed this bad habit? Isn't that too suspicious?"

As he spoke, Eleven continued to exude his aura, displaying extreme confidence. Mest was completely stunned; looking at Eleven's confident demeanor, he almost believed it himself—could he really be a werewolf?

Seeing Mest's stunned expression, Eleven chuckled coldly and continued, "Most importantly, you agreed without hesitation when Lisanna and the others asked to join the mission. You clearly don't know them at all, but you couldn't refuse the little girl's request. Heh, you lolicon, lecherous werewolf, just admit it!"

Mest:∑(O_O;)???

Lolicon my ass!

That little girl was clearly clinging to your arm and begging you, okay?

Please don't impose your own ideas on others!

You're the one with a lolicon complex! Your whole family are lolicon complexes!

This was the first time Mest felt so wronged, and the first time she had met such a shameless person.

He really wanted to retort, but Eleven's thinking was so unpredictable that he couldn't keep up for a moment, and all his words were reduced to the single word "f*** you" echoing in his mind.

"I'm really not a werewolf..." Mest felt utterly helpless and could only offer a wry explanation, "That little girl just now clearly..."

But before he could finish speaking, Eleven ruthlessly interrupted him, "Don't be so quick to deny it. Maybe you don't even know you're a werewolf yourself."

Mest: (ㅍ_ㅍ)...

In Mest's eyes, Eleven was beginning to resemble someone with intellectual disabilities.

Is this even human language? I don't even know myself, how could you possibly know?

So I'll just listen to everything you say? Whatever you say goes?

Mest has even begun to doubt whether joining Fairy Tail was the right decision; there are just too many weirdos in this guild!

Like that Gray from earlier, he runs around the streets wearing only his underwear every day, but everyone acts like they don't see him. Isn't that just too weird?

There are fights every day in the guild, and someone is always being carried out injured. Is this really a legitimate guild?