If You Can't Solve It, Come Find Me!

Jiang Bai ignored the three men who were filled with remorse. He picked up the unconscious Laxus and pushed open the door to the first-floor ward.

Grandma Porlyusica was changing the wet towel on Makarov's forehead when she heard the noise. She turned around and saw Jiang Bai dragging another one in.

Her eyebrows immediately shot up.

"You brat! One old man wasn't enough, and now you've brought in a half-dead one!"

Jiang Bai casually tossed the Laxus into the corner and walked to the hospital bedside.

Seeing Makarov's weak but relatively steady breathing, the huge weight that had been hanging over him finally lifted.

"Grandma, how is Grandpa?"

"He won't die."

Porlyusica snorted irritably and tucked the blanket around Makarov again.

"He was already old, and then he got so stressed and anxious. Now he's alright, we're just waiting for him to wake up on his own."

Jiang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

Porlyusica waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"Alright, stop standing there in the way and getting in my way, get out of here! I hate humans!"

Jiang Bai pursed his lips, silently thinking, "Sharp tongue but soft heart," before turning around and closing the door.

As soon as the door closed, the clamor of voices outside rushed in.

With the guild leader out of danger, the guild members regained some of their energy, gathering in small groups and making a ruckus.

Some people are speculating when the chairman will wake up, while others are still angrily complaining about the actions of the Thunder God Tribe.

Jiang Bai glanced around, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Quiet down!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like an invisible command that instantly permeated the entire hall.

The guild, which was just moments ago bustling like a market, suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone instinctively shut their mouths and looked at him.

In Fairy Tail today, Jiang Bai's prestige is second only to Makarov, while in terms of strength, he is undoubtedly number one, even surpassing the guild master.

"I wonder if the president needs a rest?"

Jiang Bai's voice rang out again, calm yet carrying an undeniable weight.

"This matter, resolve what you can privately yourselves, and what you can't,"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the several men who also had bruises and swelling on their faces.

"Come find me, and I'll take care of you all."

Many people in the crowd shivered for no apparent reason.

No one thought Jiang Bai was joking.

"As for Laxus and the Thunder God Tribe," Jiang Bai's gaze fell on the tightly closed hospital room door,

"They've already been beaten up, so there's no need to cause them any more trouble. We'll discuss punishment after the old man wakes up. Any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Since there are no problems," Jiang Bai said finally.

"You all need to think carefully about how many residents' buildings you've damaged, and whether you've compensated them. If I find out who hasn't..."

As he spoke, a dangerous red glint flashed in his eyes.

"You don't want to know the consequences?"

This time, everyone nodded vigorously.

Just then, in the dead silence, a loud, boisterous voice broke the tranquility.

"Jiang Bai, that just now..." Natsu scratched his head, a hint of curiosity on his face.

"That huge magic circle in the sky is..."

Jiang Bai glanced back at him and nodded.

"You guessed right, it's 'Fairy Law'."

He paused, then added, "But I didn't activate it. I have enough methods; I don't need this magic."

"Laxus was the one who initiated it."

"Laxus?!" Natsu's eyes widened instantly.

Lucy, standing nearby, seemed to remember something. Her face paled, and she asked in confusion, "But if it was Laxus who launched it, and we were all involved, why... why are we completely unharmed?"

Upon hearing this question, the guild members, who had been indignant towards Laxus and the Thunder God Tribe, suddenly fell silent.

The insults and complaints seemed to have been cut off by an invisible hand, disappearing without a trace.

They were angry because of Laxus's arrogant attitude of "not taking anyone seriously".

But now it turns out that although the other party said they didn't care, they actually cared about everyone in their hearts.

This feeling is like a rebellious child who says, "I hate you all the most," but at the most crucial moment, clumsily protects everyone in their own way.

In an instant, most of the resentment people had towards Laxus and his group dissipated.

Lucy only knew that this magic was very powerful, after all, she had personally witnessed the president use it once.

But looking at the sudden silence of the crowd, her confusion deepened.

"What's wrong? Why are you all so quiet?"

Levy to her and began to explain softly.

"'Fairy Law' is a supreme magic that judges only those whom the caster considers 'enemies' deep within their heart."

"In other words, although Laxus says he wants to wipe us all out, in his heart he has never truly regarded any of us as his enemy."

Lucy was stunned; her mind was momentarily blank.

"Then... why would he do something like that?"

"Because humans are very complex creatures."

Mirajane walked over at some point, looking gently at everyone in the guild, and spoke softly.

"When there is a lack of communication and understanding between people, sometimes behaviors arise that even they themselves cannot understand."

As soon as Mirajane finished speaking, the door to the first-floor ward creaked open from the inside.

Grandma Porlyusica came out from inside with a dark expression.

"Mother-in-law!"

"How is the president? Has he woken up?"

The guild members swarmed around him, bombarding him with questions.

On the other side, Freed and his companions, who were also bruised and battered, nervously gathered around.

"Laxus, he..."

"So noisy!"

Porlyusica was getting a headache from the noise. She waved her hand forcefully and yelled, "Get out of here! I hate humans!"

The crowd instinctively took a few steps back, making way for her, after she yelled at them.

Porlyusica gave them a disapproving look before speaking with a cold expression.

"That kid's tough, he won't die. He'll recover in a few days."

"As for Makarov," she paused, her tone softening slightly,

"He should wake up soon."

Everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief upon hearing that the president was alright.

But Porlyusica's next words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads.

"But you all need to remember this," her eyes turned unusually stern.

"Makarov is getting old, and his health has long suffered from various problems."

"If you brats don't give him a break and cause him trouble again like today," she said, looking at everyone present.

"At that point, it won't be so easy to save them!"

She gave the troublemakers a stern scolding, then walked out of the guild without looking back, leaving everyone in the room with their heads bowed in shame.