Third Generation Dragon Slayer
The Parasol Tree hung down with its extremely long vines, suspending these few clueless henchmen. The vines swayed and tossed them around like wind chimes.
Those dozen or so vines seemed to be equipped with electric motors, circling back and forth in mid-air, making three turns to the left and three turns to the right.
A sea breeze blew, and a dozen heads bumped together, making a loud thud, accompanied by the sounds of gagging and pig-slaughtering, creating a veritable giant human wind chime.
As for the gang leader who had just experienced the authentic Azure Dragon's Vast Roar, his treatment was even more extravagant. He was directly tied to the main vine in the very center and spun around like a top, his eyes practically rolling back to the back of his head.
A small patch of fabric was charred on the chest of the floral shirt, and the piece fell onto the deck with a thud in the sea breeze, revealing the conspicuous Fairy Tail symbol below the collarbone.
The tourists and vendors who had been pointing and whispering around the ship's side, debating whether to report it to the authorities, all took three big steps back as soon as they saw the emblem, as if a mute button had been pressed.
"Oh my god, it's Fairy Tail!"
"I knew it! It's the ancestors of those demolition crews who just defeated the Imperial army!"
"These idiots from the knock-off Azure Dragon Guild must not have checked the almanac before going out. They're lucky they weren't turned to ashes on the spot!"
The surrounding chatter was deafening, and the eyes that looked at the string of "wind chimes" in mid-air were full of pity.
Natsu and the others, who had been squatting on the awning nearby, eating grilled squid and watching the show, suddenly jumped down from the roof and surrounded Riyao and Mirajane.
Natsu, in particular, is very interested in the topic of dragons.
This thing didn't even bother to swallow the half-eaten grilled squid tentacles in its hand. It rushed over to Riyao in three steps, its eyes shining like searchlights, and it craned its neck and howled.
"Riyao, Riyao, is that really Dragon Slayer?"
Gray, shirtless, laughed so hard he almost fell over. He wasn't about to let go of the chance to loudly mock Riyao.
No one knew when this exhibitionist had taken off his shirt and pants, leaving only his shorts. He was clutching his stomach with one hand and patting the wooden railing of the ship's side with the other, laughing so hard that Delia were streaming down his face.
"Haha, Azure Dragon Guild, Riyao, you're the guild leader, right? Haha..."
Gray laughed as he pointed at the thugs still spinning in mid-air. His laughter was so loud that half of the food street could hear it. He was clearly getting revenge for being kicked into the guild wall by Riyao yesterday.
A tic-tac-toe sign popped out on Riyao's forehead, his eyelids twitched, and he was already mentally planning how to hang this exhibitionist up there to enjoy the sea breeze.
Erza sighed and shook her head.
She glanced at the dozen or so sinkholes on the deck that were still bubbling with seawater, then looked up at the string of pebbles hanging in the sky, and sighed with a headache.
"He's caused trouble again; the president is going to have another headache."
They huddled together, and passersby dared not approach them; this was the infamous Fairy Tail.
Even though Mirajane was smilingly brushing the burnt ash off Riyao's floral shirt, and Lucy and Wendy looked incredibly well-behaved, not a single tourist dared to step even half a step into the ten-meter circle.
Just kidding, the sheer oppressive feeling of this group of people, even if they're just chatting in one place, is almost like a human-shaped natural disaster!
The chubby captain, who had just been huddled in the corner biting his handkerchief and lamenting the state of his hardwood deck, straightened up instantly upon hearing the words "Fairy Tail." His face broke into a wide grin, and he pulled out a small abacus from somewhere and started frantically calculating.
After all, while Fairy Tail may cause damage, it has always had a good reputation for providing compensation.
Everyone in the entire Kingdom of Fiore knows that Fairy Tail causing trouble is commonplace, but Chairman Makarov is really quick to pay compensation!
If we report these dozen or so dents, the Magic Council and Fairy Tail will jointly reimburse us. Not only will we be able to completely renovate the entire ship from the inside out, but we might even be able to add a gold trim to it!
The fat captain became more and more pleased with himself as he calculated, wishing he could Riyao his feet on the deck a few more times.
Riyao was so bothered by Natsu that she had no choice but to tell him anyway.
Natsu circled around him like a large dog, tugging at his floral shirt sleeve and shaking it incessantly, as if to say, "If you don't explain yourself, I'm going to hang on to you today."
Riyao disdainfully pulled his sleeve out of Natsu's claws, patted the corner of his clothes, cleared his throat, and began his educational lecture.
"Now there are only a few Dragon Slayer left on the Western Continents. You all know that there are several types of Dragon Slayer: the First Generation who are direct disciples of dragons, the Second Generation who cultivate Dragon Slayer Lacrima, and the Third Generation who combine the two."
He held up three fingers and pointed to Natsu and Wendy, who were present, then pointed to Laxus and Sabertooth, in the direction of the guild.
He scratched his head. He vaguely remembered there was something called Fourth Generation, but he couldn't recall exactly what it was like.
In my past life, I watched the later chapters by watching video clips. Oh well, it's good enough that these single-celled organisms can understand the first three generations anyway.
"Laxus, Cobra, and God Serena are from the Second Generation, who implanted Dragon Slayer Lacrima. This technique is an extremely dangerous surgery with a very high mortality rate, and it was ordered to stop by the Magic Council long ago."
This caused Natsu and the others to gasp in surprise. They didn't know the origin of the Second Generation, and Laxus didn't bother to discuss it with them.
Wendy covered her mouth and stared wide-eyed, while Lucy and Levy gasped in shock.
Normally, when people see Laxus constantly crackling with electricity and taking down kids with a single punch, no one would ever think of it as "high-risk human augmentation surgery."
After all, given Laxus's arrogant personality, there's no way he'd willingly talk to them about the hardships he endured as a child.
Natsu even thought that Laxus had eaten the Dragon Slayer Lacrima, and he wanted to find one to eat too.
Natsu smacked his lips with a look of sudden realization, stroked his chin, and muttered, "So it's not something you just crunch and chew on." Happy next to him rolled his eyes.
"What does this have to do with the Dragon Slayer Guild you just mentioned in the Northern Continent?"
A question mark popped into Gray's head; he felt that what Riyao was saying was completely irrelevant.
He crossed his arms over his bare chest, glancing sideways at Riyao with an expression that said, "You're trying to fool me again."
"How can it be unrelated? That's just a preliminary outline. The people involved in this technology went to the Northern Continent. They won't let us do it here in Ishgar, and Zeref doesn't think much of this technology."
Riyao shrugged and looked at Gray as if he were an idiot.
With Irene, the progenitor of Dragon Slayer Magic, and the Spriggan 12 on the Western Continent, who would want that flawed surgery? Those research madmen couldn't survive in Ishgar; where else could they go but the Northern Continent?
"That can't be right. Rogue and Sting planted Magic Crystals four hundred years ago, how could they only have this technology now?"
Gray refuted Riyao's words again. He was simply looking for trouble and trying to trip Riyao up, to get revenge for the time he had been knocked away earlier.
Having finally caught a logical flaw, Gray raised his chin high and grinned so wide it almost reached his ears, as if he had "Gotcha to believe you" written all over his forehead.
Riyao rolled his eyes, then casually hoisted Gray up, letting him calm down in the air.
Without even moving a finger, he simply thought for a moment, and a vibrant green Parasol vine shot out from the outside of the ship's side, wrapping around Gray's ankle with perfect precision.
In a flash, they yanked the guy upside down and pulled him into the air, hanging him in the same row as the dozen or so thugs from the Azure Dragon Guild!
"Whoa! You bastard Riyao! You resort to violence when you can't win an argument! Put me down right now!"
Gray flailed wildly in mid-air, while Juvia frantically raised her hands, terrified that her Gray- sama would fall.
Riyao clapped his hands, completely ignoring the noise above him, and continued speaking slowly and deliberately.
"Dragons themselves possess this kind of technology. Our current method of planting Magic Crystals was developed by humans through trial and error. The differences between them are vast, and I don't know the specifics."
Dragons can burrow into human bodies on their own, so inserting a Magic Crystal would be a piece of cake for them.
Speaking of this, Riyao was also very curious. Where did the other party get so many Dragon Slayer Lacrima? He hadn't seen a single one yet.
Could it be that they've already been bought up?
Logically speaking, Dragon Slayer Lacrima are extremely rare. Although that mute leader was incredibly weak, he genuinely possessed a Magic Crystal implant. Could it be that he stumbled upon some kind of Magic Crystal mine in the Northern Continent?
This was the first time anyone had heard of this.
Levy her chin on her hand, lost in thought, while Wendy and Lisanna whispered among themselves about the rumors circulating in the Northern Continent.
Lucy, standing to the side, listened intently, her gaze gradually drifting into the distance.
Lucy clenched her fist. She also wanted to become Dragon Slayer so that she could trample Riyao and Natsu under her feet.
As long as she obtains a Star Dragon Slayer Lacrima, she will be a noble Star Dragon Slayer!
Then, with one punch from her left hand, she'll send Natsu flying and tear her house apart; with one foot from her right hand, she'll stomp on the scheming Riyao who exploits her every day and even takes her bungee jumping without a rope, making them kneel on the ground crying and begging, "Queen Lucy, have mercy!"
The more she thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed, and the smile on her face gradually widened, becoming vaguely perverse.
His once delicate and pretty face now had a mouth that was strangely twisted into a Nike swoosh, his eyes narrowed into slits, and a strange, low laugh was coming from his throat. Black, villainous bubbles were emanating from his entire body.
The people around silently took two steps back. What kind of twisted thing was this girl thinking?!
Lisanna and Levy exchanged a glance and quietly moved behind Mirajane. Even Carla crossed her arms in disgust and moved away from Lucy.
Riyao narrowed his eyes suspiciously, walked up to Lucy was still grinning foolishly, raised his right hand, and bent his middle finger.
Thump!
"Hey, Lucy, what are you thinking about that you don't want to tell anyone?!"
Riyao reached out and tapped Lucy on the head. She crouched down, covered her head, and started crying.
The sharp flick on the forehead shattered Lucy's fantasy bubble. She cried out in pain, crouched on the deck with her hands covering her head, and looked up at him with teary eyes, accusing him.
"I... I just wanted to become Dragon Slayer."
Lucy will definitely not reveal what she'll be doing after becoming Dragon Slayer.
I'd rather die than tell; it's too embarrassing.
If that cunning bastard Riyao knew she was imagining stepping on people as footrests, she would definitely be tied to Gray tonight and hung on the sea like a wind chime all night!