Trouble! Trouble!

Driven by some mysterious force, Igneel was full of energy and his legs were much more agile than usual. Therefore, it was not long before he brought Grandiere and the others to Sordil.

"Brother Sordil, I've brought the man to you. What's the matter?"

Sordil patted Igneel on the shoulder, gave him a grateful smile, and then turned to the crowd and said, "Gentlemen, I have come here today to entrust you with an extremely important matter."

"Hmph! People went through all that trouble to help you find that person, and you didn't even give them a barrel of red wine as a thank you? That's too much! I'm angry, I'm not taking any more missions!"

Hearing Old Suo's words, the Fire Dragon King Baby crossed his arms, glared angrily at the sky, and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Old Suo was focused on assigning tasks, so he did not notice the dissatisfaction of the Fire Dragon King behind him. On the contrary, Metalicana, who was standing opposite Igneel, saw Igneel's resentful and gritting expression.

"So that's why Igneel, that lazy bum, was so diligent today. Turns out he was trying to curry favor! Too bad, brother Sordil couldn't crack his code. In the end, he wasted his time. I bet his heart is about to explode by now, huh? Hehe..."

Seeing the slight twitch at the corners of Metalicana's mouth, Vyseria and Skiadrum, longtime best friends, immediately sensed a story. Driven by their burning curiosity, they involuntarily followed Metalicana's gaze. Seeing Igneel's indignant face, the clever black and white dragons immediately guessed the truth and chuckled to themselves.

With six people in a meeting and four not engaged, the meeting naturally couldn't continue. So, Sordil had to stop speaking and address the disciplinary issue.

"Gentlemen, please raise any opinions later, let me finish speaking first, okay?"

After being called out, the four immediately realized that their little secret was about to be exposed, so they all echoed each other in an attempt to cover it up.

"Brother Sordil, we have no objections. It's just that we didn't get enough rest yesterday, so we're a bit out of sorts." (Vyseria)

"Yes, yes, we just didn't get enough rest, we have no complaints!" (Skiadrum, Metalicana, Igneel)

Although Grandiere usually puts on an icy demeanor and ignores Old Suo, he is, after all, her husband, and the kind she loves deeply. Now that Old Suo is in trouble, she naturally won't stand idly by.

"Stop messing around, you guys. Let him finish what he has to say. I'm waiting to go back and get my beauty sleep!"

"Why are you all just joining in the commotion? If it weren't for you guys, Brother Sordil would have finished speaking long ago, and we would have gone back to rest by now. (Igneel)"

Faced with the Fire Dragon King's desperate counterattack, Metalicana and the others wanted to refute him, but intimidated by Grandiere's power, they could only swallow their dissatisfaction and settle the score with Igneel later when the opportunity arose. As the venue quieted down, everyone's attention finally returned to their own. To avoid any further trouble, Sordil immediately explained the purpose of his visit.

"Brothers, I've come to you today hoping you can help me find someone very important."

"Brother Sordil, leave this to us. We'll find you a hundred people, let alone one!"

Igneel wanted to say something more, but when he saw the warning lights coming from all sides, he obediently shut his mouth.

"Brother Igneel, this matter is not as simple as you think! Because I don't know the exact location of this person, I only know that he is in Ishgar, so you will probably have to conduct a full search of Ishgar to find him."

"What's the name of the person you're looking for? What do they look like? (Grandiere)"

"This man is called Zeref Dragneel. He is wearing a black robe and a white cloth band. This is his appearance."

As he spoke, Sordil channeled his magic to sketch the likeness of Zeref in the air. Since Old Suo hadn't seen Zeref recently, he drew the image of Zeref from the anime he'd seen in his previous life. Although it was somewhat risky, there was no other way now; he could only hope that Zeref hadn't grown up ugly or been disfigured.

"To make communication easier, I'll have Anna travel with you all. Her safety is in your hands, brothers!"

"Brother Sordil, you're being too polite. Anna is your student, which means she's our student. How could we possibly let anything happen to her?" (Metalicana)

"Brother Metalicana is right, I was being too polite! How about this, when you all return, I will arrange a banquet, and then I will properly apologize to you all."

"Okay! It's settled then!" (Vyseria)

"Alright, let's talk about this when we get back. Let's get going now!" (Grandiere)

"In that case, let's set off for Dragunov now and meet up with Anna."

After saying that, Sordil and the other six walked together toward the Lord Mayor's mansion.

After arranging for the Zeref search team to depart, Sordil hurriedly returned to Peterburg City. It wasn't that Old Suo didn't want to stay in the rear longer, but rather that he had learned some very bad news from Anna — Irene had secretly come to the front lines. Recalling her behavior when they discussed Dragon Slayer Magic earlier, Sordil instantly guessed Her Majesty the Queen's purpose.

Although he had already dealt with that scumbag Langu, there were still plenty of people secretly plotting to kill them. Faced with these open and covert attacks, Sordil wasn't entirely confident he could survive until the war ended unscathed. Therefore, once Langu took that step, the nightmarish fate from the anime of Irene past life might once again befall her, something Sordil absolutely could not accept.

Therefore, he had to stop it before it happened!

"Buzz!"

A violent tremor ran through the air, and then a seven-colored figure shot out of the Lord Mayor's mansion at near-light speed, heading towards the tent where Belserion was staying. However, after ascending into the sky, the seven-colored figure stopped midway and remained motionless for a long time.

"Damn it! These bastards from the Western Continent have to come and cause trouble at this time!"

Seeing the fierce battle ahead, Sordil spat out a curse. After pondering for a long time, he abandoned his journey to Sage Dragon and instead rushed towards the city walls, where explosions were constantly emanating.

Concerned about Irene's condition, Sordil abandoned his usual steady and methodical tactics, opting instead for an extremely aggressive surprise attack. He hoped this would buy enough time to prevent Irene from taking that step.

"All members of Ishgar, listen up! Break away from the enemy immediately and retreat!"

Hearing the voice resonating within their minds, all the members of the Western Border Army and all the dragons immediately sought ways to shake off their opponents and retreat a short distance. However, the newly recruited Dragon Slayer Magic did not follow the instructions to retreat; instead, they continued to engage the enemy.

In the past, Sordil would have warned them again, but Prince Sordil didn't have that patience now. Most importantly, some of Sordil's old adversaries had sensed the danger the moment Sage Dragon and his group retreated and began to retreat as well. To avoid missing an opportunity, Sordil decisively launched an attack.

"Dragon Slayer Secret Art Technique: Dance of the Underworld Weapons - Giant Sword Disc"

"Buzz!"

A huge gray disc appeared above the battlefield, covering the entire area. Immediately afterwards, one after another, gray-black giant swords, thirty or forty meters long, flew out from the disc and rushed towards the people and dragons on the battlefield.

"Black Mist! It's Black Mist! Run!"

Some sharp-eyed individual from the opposing camp recognized Sordil's magical essence and shouted it out. In an instant, the disciplined enemy formation crumbled, and countless dragons turned and fled, no longer paying attention to the enemies behind them. Compared to the Black Mist, the enemies on the other side were simply too adorable!

However, they overlooked the most important thing: the ' Black Mist ' above them was not natural, but controlled by humans. Therefore, their attempts to dodge were somewhat superfluous and useless.

"Whoosh whoosh"

"Ah!"

"Forehead!"

Under Sordil's control, a dense rain of Black Mist swords swept over the retreating Western Continent Army. Dragons were pinned to the ground by the black greatswords, screaming in agony. Some unfortunate dragons were even pierced by two or more greatswords, becoming living specimens. Before long, a thick layer of dragon carpet had accumulated on the ground, and its thickness and width continued to increase over time.

Five minutes later, the rain of swords stopped. By this time, the vast majority of the Western Continent were lying on the ground, with only a very few top experts still hovering in the air. As a competent commander, Sordil naturally wouldn't miss such a golden opportunity, so he immediately issued the order for a general offensive.

"Listen up, all personnel! Launch a counterattack immediately! (This is not Mind Talk)"

Upon receiving the order, Sage Dragon and the others decisively launched their attack, while Sordil himself staggered back to the city wall, quietly watching the battle below. (Pshaw! What battle? It's clearly just a matter of picking up the corpses!) Just when everyone thought the battle was over and could comfortably reap the rewards of victory, a flock of giant dragons suddenly flew in from afar and launched an attack on them.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

Streams of breath shot down, landing on the ground in front of them, forming a massive barrage of projectiles. Considering their own strength and lacking orders from the supreme commander, Sage Dragon and the others did not rashly pursue, but instead tightened their defenses and waited for the barrage to dissipate. (Sordil was so exhausted he couldn't even utter a word, let alone give any orders!)