Jemi Jemi

One night, his nose twitching like a bee drawn to the scent of flowers, he drifted precisely to Erza's side, following a scent that only he could detect in the air.

He brought his face only ten centimeters away from Erza, a signature smile on his lips, and was about to speak.

Erza awake; her body reacted before her brain.

Her leg sprang up like a spring, delivering a precise kick to Ye Yi's face, sending him flying.

The dress traced a perfect parabola in the air, its white lace shimmering with sequins under the lights, before crashing heavily to the ground.

He had barely landed, and before he could even catch his breath, Riyao was already beside him.

Riyao looked down at the night on the ground, a kind smile appearing on his lips. Then he raised his foot and kicked him away again.

It tumbled twice in the air overnight before crashing to the ground, scattering sequins everywhere.

Before coming, Riyao made some preparations.

He had set something in his memory so that anyone who tried to access it could only read the traps.

Otherwise, if Gemini were to turn her into him and read her memories, or if that Cobra guy were to eavesdrop on her thoughts using his hearing, she would be in for a lot of trouble.

Cobra's hearing is so overpowered; who in their right mind could hear memories? If it were to listen to Zeref's inner thoughts, it would be absolutely horrific.

Just then, a voice, arrogant to the point of being childish, came from the main entrance.

"You guys are still so lazy."

Lyon appeared at the gate, arms crossed, chin slightly raised, striking a pose that said, "Here comes the great one, aren't you going to line up and welcome me?"

Sherry was with him, and their auras contrasted sharply with those of the Blue Pegasus group.

Lyon, on the other hand, hadn't changed much; he still had that aloof and cool demeanor.

But Sherry changed a lot, transforming from a cute young girl into a mature and sophisticated woman.

With heavy makeup, long and upturned eyeliner, and deep red lips, she exuded an aura that said, "I'm not the same person I used to be."

Sherry tossed her hair, gave everyone a flirtatious wink, and dragged out the last syllable in a long, cloying tone.

"Please forget who I used to be, I've changed completely, love."

A tall figure stepped out from behind Lyon; it was Jura.

He wore the distinctive robes of the Lamia Scale, his steps steady and powerful, each step carrying a reassuring weight.

He wore a gentle smile and nodded slightly to the crowd.

Long time no see, everyone.

Riyao stomped on the ground, leaving a clear footprint on the night's dress.

Then he looked up, waved to Jura, and spoke as casually as if he had bumped into a neighbor at the market.

"Yo, Jura, long time no see."

The three of them squatted at Riyao's feet, all six hands gripping the hem of Yiye's clothes, trying to pull their master away from Riyao's feet.

But Riyao's feet seemed rooted to the spot and wouldn't budge. The three of them pulled for a long time, but he wouldn't budge at all. They did manage to tear several rips in his evening gown.

Riyao raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, then he counted on his fingers.

"Now only Wendy's guild hasn't arrived yet."

Speak of Wendy, Wendy arrives.

A series of hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the hall, and then a small figure rushed in.

Wendy was running too fast, and she stumbled, falling forward in a perfect flat-ground fall for everyone present.

Her face made intimate contact with the ground with a dull thud, and she lay face down, her hands still outstretched.

Riyao walked over with a smile, bent down, put his hands under Wendy's armpits, and lifted her off the ground as easily as lifting a kitten.

His eyes curved into two crescent moons, and his tone was filled with undisguised doting affection.

"Oh my, Little Wendy, you're still so cute!"

Wendy was lifted into the air by Riyao, her feet dangling off the ground, and a blush of embarrassment rose on her face.

She blinked, and after seeing Riyao's face clearly, her whole being lit up instantly.

"Mr. Riyao! You've arrived too."

Carla followed Wendy in, her steps graceful, her tail held high.

When she saw Riyao, she slightly curled her lips and spoke in a completely impolite tone.

"Hmph, that scheming guy actually came too."

However, seeing Riyao arrive made her feel somewhat relieved.

Wendy's Healing Magic is a type of Lost Magic, and Lost Magic has side effects. Although this wasn't mentioned in the original story, Carla always tried to stop her from using it.

Riyao's Healing Magic has no side effects and can relieve Wendy's stress.

Happy seeing Carla, Harpy acted as if he had been injected with stimulants. He flapped his wings and transformed into a blue flash, instantly appearing in front of Carla.

He had somehow acquired a fish in his hands, which he presented to Carla with an extremely fawning smile.

"Carla, this fish I specially saved for you."

Carla slapped the fish away, but the tip of its tail twitched slightly involuntarily.

"Get out of the way, you stupid tomcat."

When Jura saw that everyone had arrived, she clapped her hands lightly in front of her, making a crisp sound, which drew everyone's attention back to the main topic.

His expression turned serious, and his voice became steady and powerful.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin discussing the battle plan."

Visible magical energy began to surge around Riyao's body.

His long hair, stirred by the magic, cascaded up like a waterfall, gradually turning pink.

His eyes suddenly changed, and a shimmering, starlight-like light surged deep within his pupils.

A dazzling star map spread out between his robes and skin, the starlight flickering and shimmering, giving him an ethereal aura that seemed otherworldly.

[Life Mimicry - Celestial Spirit]

Riyao's gaze swept past everyone and landed on Yiye, who was lying on the ground.

A faint, ambiguous smile played on his lips. His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly.

"It's too late to discuss it now, they're already here. Don't you think so, One Night? Or rather, Gemini Gemini?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the hall seemed to freeze.

The Fairy Tail members left without hesitation overnight.

Natsu grabbed Lucy's wrist and pulled her behind him. Gray clasped his hands together in front of him, and a chill began to spread. Erza's hand was already on the hilt of her sword.

Wendy hid behind Riyao like a frightened little rabbit, clutching the hem of Riyao clothes with both hands, peeking out with only half her face showing.

Jura's gaze suddenly sharpened, and his pupils contracted slightly.

He didn't speak, but the magical energy emanating from his body said it all.

His feet were slightly apart, his center of gravity lowered, and he assumed a stance ready to strike at any moment.

His gaze swept across every corner of the hall like radar, wary of any possible movement.

Lyon and Sherry were also wary when they saw Jura, the senior member of their guild, react in this way.

A thin layer of frost had formed on Lyon's palms, and magic began to dance on Sherry's fingertips.

The three of them stood there helplessly, looking at the night on the ground, then at the Riyao, and then at each other, their expressions like those of students who had just been told by their teacher that they had failed a test.

Xiang's lips trembled slightly as he asked in a voice tinged with the last vestige of hope.

"Mr. Riyao, are you mistaken?"