The Fifth Day of the Grand Magic Games

The final day of the Grand Magic Games has finally arrived.

In the Fairy Tail stands, Makarov sat on the railing with his arms crossed, sulking. His short legs dangled in mid-air, his back to everyone, radiating a low-pressure aura.

"Snort!"

He exhaled a puff of air from his nostrils and raised his chin high.

The Fairy Tail members all looked embarrassed.

Mavis floated over to Makarov and gave him a light tap on the shoulder.

A hand passed over Makarov's shoulder, creating a gentle breeze.

"Children should be disciplined if they need it."

"We'll deal with them when we get back."

Makarov turned his head and glared at them.

His eyes swept across the room from left to right, and everyone felt as if they had been poked by that gaze.

They turned their heads away, embarrassed, avoiding looking at Makarov.

They turned their heads in unison, with the same frequency and angle.

Mirajane, not one to shy away from trouble, fanned the flames.

She had her hands behind her back, leaned slightly forward, and had a wide smile on her face.

"President, I'll have Riyao cooperate with you then, I guarantee you'll remember it vividly after the match."

Everyone was startled.

"No, President, we'll cry."

Several people rushed forward and hugged Makarov. Elfman hugged his left leg, Gray hugged his right leg, and Macao hugged his waist from behind.

"Old man, I'll show you my treasured seven-year collection of weekly magazines!"

Macao's voice was choked with sobs, and his face was scrunched up in pain.

"..."

Makarov wasn't really angry.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he couldn't help but curl them upwards.

He quickly pressed it down again, but it sticks up again after half a second.

"Alright, alright, I won't beat you up anymore. But you have to give me the seven-year subscription to this weekly magazine."

Macao's mouth gaped open, and his jaw almost dislocated.

"No, why am I the only one who's at a disadvantage?"

Everyone else gave him a thumbs up.

Macao felt like dying.

Chapati, on the commentary stand, received a command and cleared his throat.

"Today is the final day of the Grand Magic Games! The final battle is about to begin!"

"Fairy Tail is far ahead, ranking first! Lamia Scale and Sabertooth are tied for second! Mermaid Heel is fourth, Blue Pegasus is fifth, Quatro Cerberus is sixth!"

"Who will ultimately win this year's championship? Let's wait and see."

At the same time, a large number of troops were deployed around the Eclipse Gate.

Arcadios stood guard at the main gate with his sword, while the Hungry Wolf Knights stood guard on the outer perimeter.

The entire area was completely surrounded; not even a bird could fly in.

The trio of witches were also lurking in the shadows, ready to lend a hand if things went wrong.

Riyao painted a rosy picture for them.

If they perform well, the Magic Council might drop the warrant for their arrest.

The three of them didn't care about that. Even if it was revoked, they would still atone for their sins, as they all felt that they had committed grave sins in the past.

Today's competition venue is the entire royal capital.

All the residents gathered at the arena to watch the game through a light screen.

All contestants have entered the competition venue and are distributed throughout the capital.

In the arena, Riyao, Erza, Natsu, Gajeel, and Laxus stood in a row.

Mavis shared her analysis and predictions with a few people last night.

She pointed at the map she had hastily drawn.

"The specific situation needs to be adjusted according to the real-time situation, and cannot be guaranteed to be completely accurate."

Erza listened attentively and even took notes.

Holding a small notebook, the pen scratched across the paper as he wrote several pages.

Laxus was wearing headphones, her head bobbing up and down with the music; it was unclear whether she could hear it clearly.

Occasionally, he would let out an "uh-huh," it was hard to tell if he was responding to Mavis or keeping time with the beat.

Gajeel yawned, his mouth wide open enough to fit a fist, and two tears squeezed from the corners of his eyes.

He wiped his face with the back of his hand, then yawned a second time.

Natsu's eyes went unfocused as he listened.

His pupils were unfocused, his mouth was slightly open, and he seemed to have entered another dimension.

Riyao was eating sunflower seeds.

A small pile of sunflower seed shells was stacked up, and they were cracking them open with a steady, cracking sound.

Mavis glared at him, and he gave her an innocent look while continuing to chew on his cigarette.

Taking into account the personalities of these individuals, Mavis provided a relatively simple arrangement.

After attaching Life Links to several people, Riyao ran off in one direction.

With a burst of speed from his feet, he instantly gained momentum, stirring up a whirlwind of dust from the road.

As the narrator Chapati saw Fairy Tail begin to move, his voice suddenly rose.

"Oh! Fairy Tail finally moved! This direction is Blue Pegasus!"

Riyao didn't change its form at all; it just ran past looking so fresh and vibrant.

His legs moved incredibly fast, leaving a straight trail of dust in the street, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Hibiki, Ivan, and Ren quickly noticed the Riyao in the distance.

This startled the three of them.

Ivan turned to look at Xiang, his face turning pale.

His lips trembled slightly, and he could barely speak.

"Mr. Riyao?! What should we do?"

Xiang turned and ran away.

"What do we do? Run!"

The three of them took off running, their shoes slipping on the stone pavement, almost causing them to stumble and fall.

They hadn't run far when, just as they turned the corner, they bumped into Beth, Arania, Risley, who were Mermaid Heels.

The six people bumped into each other at the crossroads, and with a few thuds, they all fell to the ground.

Without hesitation, Arania acted decisively.

"Wait a minute, there's something behind us..."

Before Hibiki could finish speaking, Risley nimbly sprinted to him and delivered an uppercut that sent his chin flying.

Xiang leaned back, his words abruptly cut off, turning into a muffled groan.

His entire body arced through the air before crashing to the ground with a thud.

Don't try to fool us!

"That's a slap in the face!"

Xiang clutched his chin, tears welling in his eyes from the pain.

"That's outrageous! Don't they know a male prostitute's face is his life?"

He shook his head and looked at Ivan and Lian.

"Lian, Ivan! It's not good to play against girls, but let's get as many points as we can before we leave the court."

Ivan and Lian immediately went into battle mode.

Ivan clenched his fists, while Lian drew a magic circle in front of her with both hands, and light overflowed from her palms.

A sleazy voice rang out.

"It's so lively here! Can I join in the fun?"

The three of them, who had been wary of Riyao behind them, suddenly turned around and looked.

Nobody's here.

The streets were deserted, with only a few fallen leaves swirling in the wind.

The group noticed the change in the shadows on the ground and looked up.

Riyao sat on the roof, watching them with a grin.

One leg dangled over the eaves, swinging back and forth; one hand supported his chin; and a blade of grass, picked up from who-knows-where, was dangling from his mouth.

The grass stalks swayed at the corner of his mouth.

Risley and her two companions adopted the same sour expressions as Hibiki and her two companions.

The two groups of people who were just on the verge of exchanging blows now swallowed hard at the same time.

"Run... or try fighting together?"

Xiang asked in a low voice, her voice trembling.