Demolition Chief Jiang Bai Takes the Stage!

Jiang Bai casually raised both hands forward.

Boom!

Without the deployment of a magic circle, only an uncontrolled surge of vast Psychokinesis instantly swept across the entire guild building.

The next second.

Gravity has completely failed.

Not only Natsu, Gray, Makarov, and Laxus in the hall, but even the solid wood tables and chairs, bar counter, wine glasses, empty wine barrels, plates, and wall clocks all rose off the ground and swayed precariously, suspended three or four meters above the ground.

The entire guild hall was transformed into a zero-gravity capsule.

Makarov was upside down, flailing his limbs under the ceiling, utterly terrified.

"Damn it! Jiang Bai, that brat, has blacked out and is acting crazy! Someone go wake him up! Where are Erza and Mirajane?!"

Erza was also floating in mid-air.

She shrugged and stated the facts frankly.

"President, I'm sorry, Jiang Bai's Telekinesis field is too strong. I'm also stuck in mid-air and can't move."

Mirajane gracefully floated past, hands clasped together, smiling reassuringly at Makarov.

"President, don't worry too much. Xiao Bai will naturally return to normal after she wakes up."

Natsu danced and swayed excitedly backwards in mid-air.

"Hahaha! Happy, look! I can fly without wings!"

Gray drifted sideways from behind, his shoulder slamming into the back of Natsu's head.

"Hey! You idiot! Move aside and don't block my way! You bumped into me!"

Juvia floated toward Gray, enveloped in the water, her hands protectively held in front of her.

"Lord Gray, watch out! Juvia is here to protect you!"

Jiang Bai, standing below, rubbed his temples, surrounded by a cacophony of noise.

In his deeply intoxicated state, Jiang Bai couldn't hear what people were shouting at all; he only felt that everything around him was chaotic.

Jiang Bai shook his heavy head and mumbled something indistinctly.

"So noisy... What are you chattering about... Do you think you're flying too slowly... and want to go faster?"

Jiang Bai sighed and snapped his index finger in the air.

"I really can't do anything with you guys... well, I'll see you off then."

Makarov, floating at the very top, felt a jolt of fear, sensing impending doom.

"Oh no! Quick! Someone grab his hand!!"

However, with everyone floating in mid-air and nowhere to grab onto, no one could touch Jiang Bai below.

Jiang Bai closed his eyes and uttered two syllables lightly.

"Ready... go!"

The moment the words left his mouth.

Dozens of mages, tightly enveloped by Psychokinesis, along with all the tables and chairs in the room, were launched in all directions like cannonballs loaded into a super-heavy Cannon!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Rumble!

The entire newly built guild building, with its brand-new solid wood walls, stained glass windows, and even the ceiling on the second floor, was simultaneously riddled with dozens of huge holes.

Natsu crashed through the east wall, and Gray smashed down the west gate.

Laxus, leading the Thunder God Tribe, crashed through the roof and transformed into several streaks of light, shooting towards the outskirts of the town.

Within two seconds, the entire three-story red-roofed building was riddled with holes, open from front to back, and the wind whistled through it.

However, deep within Jiang Bai's subconscious, he still instinctively retained the desire to protect Erza and Mirajane.

The two daughters-in-law were not used as human cannonballs and launched into the air.

The violent Psychokinesis transformed into a gentle breeze the moment it touched their bodies, carrying the two women and slowly landing them back on the smooth floor in front of the bar.

Erza looked down at the ground beneath her feet, then looked up at the large skylight that had been blasted open above her, and shook her head helplessly.

"So this is what Jiang Bai looks like when he's drunk."

Mirajane covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Don't you think Xiao Bai is adorable? He's practically always there for you. If people say they want to fly, he actually lets them fly."

Natsu and the others: Hey, hey, when did we say we wanted to fly?

The two looked at the dilapidated guild building without feeling any emotion, nor did they think it was a major disaster.

This is completely different from the Phantom Lord's malicious attack and destruction of the guild back then.

The culprits who turned the guild into a mess this time are all those who stirred up trouble and forced people to drink in the lobby; they brought it all on themselves.

With a thud.

Having lost his balance, Jiang Bai collapsed to the ground, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Erza strode forward, her brows furrowing as she looked at the black-haired youth lying in the dust.

Erza reached out and carefully helped Jiang Bai up from the ground. She walked to the corner of the hall and straightened the soft leather recliner that Jiang Bai had luckily escaped being thrown away.

Erza helped Jiang Bai down and then pulled a thick blanket over him.

Seeing Jiang Bai's slightly furrowed brows from a hangover, Erza sat on the edge of the recliner, extended her cool fingers, and gently massaged Jiang Bai's temples.

Mirajane turned and stepped over the wood chips and scraps scattered on the floor, hurrying towards the kitchen.

Although half of the stove was cracked by the tremor, the pots and pans were still intact. Mirajane skillfully lit the flames and began to prepare the special hangover soup.

About ten minutes later.

The Fairy Tail members who had been launched finally crawled back from various parts of the town, covered in dust and limping.

Natsu's hair was covered in leaves and weeds, and his clothes were torn to shreds.

Gray was soaking wet and covered in mud, clearly having fallen directly into the park's river.

Cana struggled to get down from the lamppost.

Makarov limped into the guild hall, which now had no doors.

Looking at his home, which had been brand new and bright just ten minutes ago but was now drafty and riddled with holes, Makarov's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

The old man suddenly turned his head and Roar hysterically at Natsu, Gray, and the others.

"Natsu! Gray! And you bunch of bastards!!"

"From this day forward, anyone who dares to get Jiang Bai drunk again will be subjected to three of Fairy Tail's most terrifying tortures!!"

Hearing the words "the most terrifying torture"...

Natsu and Gray trembled violently, never expecting the guild master to threaten them with 'that'. They all stood at attention, nodding their heads frantically, not daring to even breathe.

After venting his anger, Makarov turned to look at the countless holes in the ceiling and let out a long sigh.

The old man pulled out the 300 million J check he had just received from his pocket, his expression extremely complicated.

"I never expected... this reserve maintenance fund would be needed before even half a night had passed."

Makarov rubbed his aching temples and muttered to himself.

"That brat Jiang Bai refused to take the money just now. Could it be that he's already awakened some high-level magic that allows him to foresee the future?"

Just then, Mirajane came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of steaming hangover soup.

Mirajane sat on the edge of the recliner, carefully feeding Jiang Bai spoonful by spoonful of warm soup.

After drinking the hangover soup, the heat on Jiang Bai's face gradually subsided, and his breathing became steady and long again.

Mirajane placed the empty bowl aside, turned and waved to Elfman and Lisanna, who were standing at the edge of the hall ruins.

"Alright, it's getting late, we should go home and rest."

Mirajane pointed to the young man fast asleep on the recliner.

"Elfman, carry your brother-in-law on your back, let's go home."

Elfman immediately straightened his back, strode forward, and carefully carried Jiang Bai on his broad and sturdy back.

"Leave it to me, sister!"

Erza sheathed her longsword, tucked Jiang Bai's coat in, and walked beside him.

Mirajane smiled and said goodnight to Makarov and the rest of his companions. The group then stepped out of the dilapidated hall and slowly walked towards the town's residential area.

This absurd yet lively homecoming banquet finally came to an end in the gentle night breeze.