Counterattack

"It's good that Lisanna and the others are keeping an eye on him, but his strength..."

Watching Mystogan trail off, His Majesty the Emperor threw back his head and laughed.

"Haha... Mystogan, have you forgotten the price of crossing between the two worlds?"

At that, Edolas's version of Jellal's eyes instantly lit up.

"That's right!"

After his excitement faded, Mystogan's expression turned serious again.

"Uncle, this is urgent. Take this guy away quickly, before anyone discovers him."

"Go? Go where?"

Looking at His Majesty the Emperor's utterly baffled face, Mystogan suddenly developed a tremendous interest in the structure of his brain. After all, a creature capable of perfectly combining intelligence and stupidity, then switching between them seamlessly, was simply far, far, far... too rare.

"Uncle Sordil, there hasn't been any Anima lately!"

He had thought that hint would be enough for the other man to understand, but Laxus was still staring at him with a baffled expression.

"Caw caw... caw caw..." (The headphone-wearing crow squad: Ahem... hello, everyone. We're here to liven things up again!)

After taking two deep breaths, Prince Jellal could only explain bit by bit. "Uncle Sordil, without Anima, we simply can't send him into Edolas. So you need to take this guy away quickly, then send him off when the time is right."

"What does sending someone into Edolas have to do with Anima?" (The silver-haired youth tilted his head to one side.)

Just as Mystogan was about to offer some advice, an incomparably deep spatial wormhole radiating immense pulling force appeared above the tower.

"Bang!"

After kicking Jellal from Asland into the wormhole, His Majesty the Emperor tossed Mystogan a "I'll leave this to you," then bent over and dove into the wormhole as well.

"Phew..."

Just as he had let out half the breath