"Pant."
"Pant."
After steadying his ragged breathing, Makarov prepared to continue onward, but the handsome uncle who had been serving as a kite along the way was having none of it.
"Master, it's fine if you don't care about your image, but I still need to pick up girls!"
With that, Gildarts broke free from the Great Guild Master's grip and ran to the side to fix his handsome hairstyle.
"You brat, what do you mean I can go without an image?"
Cursing indignantly, the Guild Master put on his disguise—the nightwear from before.
Once Makarov had finished changing, the handsome uncle had also tidied himself up and came before him.
"That guy shouldn't stand us up this time, right?"
Hearing that, the handsome uncle grumbled inwardly, When Laxus starts being unreliable, who can stop him?
"Hmph! Even if you lent Laxus a few more sets of guts, he wouldn't dare deceive you again and again, sir!"
"Mm-hmm!" Makarov nodded in agreement.
"Master, are we going in now, or waiting until dark?"
"Wait until dark?"
"Don't be ridiculous. What if that guy leaves directly when he doesn't see us?"
After giving it some thought, the handsome uncle nodded in deep agreement.
"Let's go!"
"Got it!"
As soon as the words fell, the handsome uncle followed behind the Guild Master. They transformed into two black streaks and vanished into the town beneath the night sky.
Bang!
After knocking out the last straggler with a punch, the Fire Dragon clenched his fist excitedly. "Haha... fighting really is the most fun!"
Hearing that, Crimson and Ice underwear in the distance froze, then shivered instinctively.
"Although Rabian is kind of a cheat, the pay is really generous!" Golden Softie said, gently stroking the pouch at her waist.
"Forget it. I'd rather earn a