Fanatical Fans!

Most of the spectators inside the arena had already evacuated down the steps.

The giant magical light screen suspended in mid-air changed again at this moment, and huge golden numbers were refreshed one by one from top to bottom.

The final standings, after the fourth day of competition, were officially posted in the skies above the capital.

"First place, Fairy Tail, 55 points!"

"Second place, Blue Pegasus, 31 points!"

Third place, Sabertooth, 28 points!

Fourth place, Lamia Scale, 27 points!

Fifth place, Mermaid Heel, 23 points!

"Sixth place, Quatro Cerberus, 15 points!"

The audience could see it simply by looking up, so they all stopped and looked up at the numbers on the screen.

Discussions quickly spread everywhere.

"This is outrageous! Fairy Tail has a whopping 24 points ahead of second-place Blue Pegasus!"

"A full 24 points! Even if all the other guilds team up for the all-out battle the day after tomorrow, it will be difficult to bridge this gap."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Fairy Tail will definitely be the champion of this year's Grand Magic Games."

"That's true. On the other hand, Sabertooth's performance has been absolutely terrible since the return of all the Fairy Tail's main members."

"Mr. Yajima was absolutely right. Sabertooth was able to consistently take first place simply because the truly top-tier fighters weren't participating."

As the crowd discussed the battle that had just taken place, they poured out of the arena gates.

Not long ago, Sabertooth's team flags and support banners were hanging everywhere in the capital.

In just four days, public opinion completely shifted in favor of Fairy Tail.

At this very moment.

The entire Fairy Tail group passed through the athletes' passage, exited the main gate of the arena, and stepped onto the stone-paved road leading to the main thoroughfare in the city center.

Compared to the situation when they first arrived in the capital, the current situation is completely different.

On the first day of their march into the city, the citizens on both sides of the street were booing and mocking the bottom-ranked guild that had been last for seven consecutive years.

Now, both sides of the street are completely blocked off early on.

The Royal Guards, maintaining order, linked arms to form a human wall, desperately trying to stop the surging crowds.

Fairy Tail!!

"Natsu the Fire Dragon! That Crimson Lotus Flame-Converging Blade was so cool!"

"Iron Dragon Gajeel! A true man! He withstood the Unison Raid without even getting a scratch!"

Natsu walked forward with his hands behind his head, head held high, and nose in the air.

"Hehehe! Did you hear that, Gajeel? Everyone's praising how powerful my moves are!"

Gajeel had one hand in his pocket, chewing on an iron spoon he'd swiped from the stands, making a cracking sound as it broke.

Stop patting yourself on the back! Didn't you hear others praising me too?

With Makarov was walking at the front, thinking about the 60 million J he was about to receive, his steps immediately became incredibly light.

And right in the center of the whole team.

Jiang Bai walked slowly along the stone path, his hands in the pockets of his casual jacket.

Compared to the cheers drawn to Natsu and Gajeel, the eyes of the vast majority of citizens around the street were focused entirely on Jiang Bai from beginning to end.

Awe, fanaticism, worship.

The image of Jiang Bai crushing Jura, Ten Wizard Saints, on the first day of the Grand Magic Games is still deeply etched in the minds of every citizen of the capital.

That absolute power that transcended ordinary reason directly propelled Jiang Bai's reputation among the people to its peak.

Outside the human wall formed by the Imperial Guards, large groups of young women desperately pushed forward.

"Lord Jiang Bai! Look this way, Lord Jiang Bai!"

"So cool! You'll definitely be in the survival battle the day after tomorrow!"

"Lord Jiang Bai! Please, I beg you to take me as your disciple! I can do everything from serving tea and water to washing clothes!"

Hearing these shouts, Jiang Bai didn't stop walking. He simply raised his right hand and waved to the crowd on both sides.

This small gesture instantly ignited the emotions of the onlookers.

The screams suddenly rose a notch.

Taking advantage of a gap in the guards' shift, a tall, slender young woman wearing a red off-shoulder dress nimbly slipped through the shield line and jogged to the front of the column.

The Imperial Guard soldiers tried to stop them, but it was too late.

The woman in the red dress stopped two steps in front of Jiang Bai, clutching a black magic quill pen tightly in her hand, panting heavily.

"Jiang... Lord Jiang Bai!"

The woman held the quill pen high in the air with both hands, speaking hurriedly.

"I'm your most loyal fan! I was completely captivated by you the moment I first saw you make a move!"

"Could you please sign your autograph for me? Please!"

Jiang Bai stopped and looked down at the quill pen that had been handed to him.

Jiang Bai didn't think signing an autograph was a big deal; fulfilling his fans' requests was just a small favor.

Jiang Bai reached out and took the quill pen, then glanced at the woman, noticing that her hands were empty and she wasn't carrying any notebooks, commemorative cards, or support boards.

Jiang Bai twirled the quill pen between his fingers.

"Of course, I can sign my name."

Jiang Bai asked:

"But where do you sign? You didn't seem to bring any paper."

When Jiang Bai agreed, the woman in the red dress blushed instantly.

Without the slightest hesitation, in front of hundreds of onlookers on the street, the woman raised both hands, grabbed the right side of her collar, and gently pulled it down.

The fabric slipped down to the upper arm.

A patch of fair and delicate collarbone and neck skin were directly exposed to the air.

The woman turned her body slightly to the side, extended a slender finger, and gently touched the snow-white skin below her collarbone.

"Just sign here!"

The woman looked directly at Jiang Bai, her words filled with passion.

"Please use magic ink, and make the mark as deep as possible. I'll never wash it off!"

A collective gasp of astonishment instantly filled the air.

The onlookers around the street stared in disbelief.

Natsu, standing in the back row, tilted his head, completely baffled as to what these people were doing.

Jiang Bai looked down at the smooth skin so close to his face, but felt nothing. In his previous life, this kind of thing was child's play.

"No problem, your wish will be granted."

Jiang Bai removed the cap from the quill pen, pressed down with his wrist, and the nib, shimmering with a faint glow of ink, plunged straight down towards the woman's collarbone.

The pen tip was just two centimeters away from her fair skin.

Call!

Two sharp whooshing sounds suddenly came from the left and right sides.

On the left, a hand covered with a silver-white steel arm guard swiftly reached out and firmly gripped Jiang Bai's left forearm like an iron clamp.

On the right, a slender hand also silently cut in, precisely locking Jiang Bai's right wrist.

The pen tip hung frozen in mid-air, unable to advance even an inch further.

Jiang Bai's wrists were restrained, and he was forcibly sandwiched between his left and right sides in the middle.

Erza, clad in silver armor, frowned slightly, her right hand gripping Jiang Bai's arm tightly.

Erza spoke in a serious, businesslike tone:

"What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging in public?"

Erza glanced at the red-dressed female fan who was frozen in place, then turned to Jiang Bai.

"Aren't you usually the best at using Psychokinesis?"

Erza grabbed Jiang Bai's arm and pulled it back half an inch.

"You can simply use your Psychokinesis to control the pen tip and sign the document remotely; there's absolutely no need for any physical contact."

Mirajane gently wrapped her arms around Jiang Bai's right arm, and in the process, pulled the quill pen out from between Jiang Bai's fingers, casually tossing it back to the woman in the red dress opposite her.

The quill pen landed precisely in the woman's palm.

Mirajane didn't even turn his head, maintaining his signature gentle smile, and turned to look at Makarov at the front of the group.

"President, the crowd on the street is growing larger and larger. If we stay here any longer, it might block traffic on the main road."

Mirajane half-pulled, half-draggled Jiang Bai's arm, and suggested in a gentle tone:

Erza and I are taking Xiao Bai back to the inn to rest. We'll leave the rest of the work to you all.

Makarov was more than happy for Erza and the other woman to teach Jiang Bai a lesson, since the kid was enjoying the good fortune of having two women. So he readily agreed.

"Let's go, Xiao Bai."

Erza and Mirajane, without any hesitation, grabbed Jiang Bai's arms in unison and dragged him away from the guild's main group, turning directly into a quiet alley leading to the inn.

Jiang Bai's two feet left two shallow marks on the ground.

Jiang Bai felt completely innocent.

He simply wanted to be a gentle idol who met the reasonable demands of his fans, but he was arrested on the spot.

Before leaving, however, he still used his Telekinesis to sign an autograph for this fan.

But it's not the two characters 'Jiang Bai', but 'Infinity'.

The female fans watching bit their handkerchiefs, their eyes fixed on the alley corner where the three had left, their words filled with undisguised envy and sourness.

"I'm so envious... those two women are actually so close to Lord Jiang Bai!"

"Not only can he directly grab Jiang Bai's wrist, but he can also stick their whole bodies together and link arms!"

"Damn it, I wish I could join the Fairy Tail guild so I could see Lord Jiang Bai up close every day!"

Meanwhile, the men around the street all swallowed hard.

Most men's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, their chests filled with intense jealousy.

"On the left is Erza, the Titania, and on the right is Mirajane, the top cover girl of a weekly magazine..."

"Having women on both sides! This is practically divine treatment!"

"Why wasn't I the one being dragged away?! I'd be willing to be dragged away with a sword to my neck by Erza!"

"That bastard Jiang Bai, not only is he incredibly strong, but he's also surrounded by the kingdom's most stunning beauties. Heaven is being far too biased!"

The men beat their chests and stamped their feet, heartbroken and indignant.

In a corner of the frenzied crowd, several burly, rugged-looking men, their hands clasped to their hearts and faces slightly flushed, stared into the depths of the alley.

These burly men bit their lower lips and muttered to themselves:

"... I'm so envious of Erza and Mirajane..."

"To think I could touch Jiang Bai's solid muscles so closely..."

"If I could just be looked at by Lord Jiang Bai with that languid air, I'd die happy..."

Several ordinary passersby who heard these whispers shuddered violently and silently moved away, creating a safe distance of at least five meters.