The following noon...
Ywen and the others finally returned to Magnolia Town. Countless residents were busy preparing something, and the town was steeped in festive cheer. Every townsman wore a wide grin.
"So this is a town in the west? There are so many people!"
Lyon looked around. Having come from the north, he was curious about everything around him.
"By the way, don't you think it's really hot here?"
Gray's face was slightly flushed, as if he was having trouble adjusting to the warm western weather.
"Gray, you need to learn to keep a calm mind!"
Ul took off her top, revealing her impressive figure as she lectured Gray.
"No! I really don't think you're qualified to say that to anyone..."
Ywen's eye twitched as he watched Ul walk down the street in nothing but her underwear.
Thinking about it, Gray's habit of stripping at any time and place couldn't entirely be blamed on him...
It could only be said that a crooked beam led to a crooked roof...
"Judging by this, the Harvest Festival is almost here! Everyone's preparing enthusiastically."
With his hands behind his back, Makarov walked at the front of the group. Seeing the smiling merchants and townsfolk around them, he knew the festival was drawing near.
Makarov was in an unusually good mood.
"Guild Master, we're still making a parade float this year, right?"
After looking around, Gildarts turned to Makarov and asked.
"Of course..."
Makarov nodded, answering without a trace of doubt.
After all, the annual parade float was the event Magnolia's townspeople looked forward to most. It was also an important chance for Makarov to improve the way people viewed the Fairy Tail guild.
Who said Fairy Tail was either fighting or on the way to fight?! When Fairy Tail mages got serious,