Fairy Tail: Vector Manipulation Chapter 26

"Don't bother with him, Chen Fan. Why not join my guild? Come to my guild, and you'll definitely be the next guild master. Why settle for being an S-Class Mage in some tiny guild?" Goldman, guild master of the mage guild Four Beasts Hound Guild, said to Chen Fan.

"Don't even think about it! How could your guild compare to our Fairy Tail? Our guild has beauties everywhere!" Makarov said, jumping onto the table like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Enough, Guild Master Goldman was joking. Can't you tell?" Chen Fan said from the side.

"That's right, Little Makarov. Goldman was just joking." That pervert Bob popped up again, but Makarov was still glaring at Goldman with eyes as big as a bull's, making Goldman uncomfortable all over.

He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, I was joking." Only then did Makarov grin happily, and the leaders of the other guilds followed suit. That was the sorrow of small guilds. While Makarov, Goldman, Bob, and Chen Fan were talking, they did not even dare interrupt. When the leaders of the major guilds were happy, they had to laugh along.

Whether Goldman had been joking or not, everyone understood in their hearts. But some things were better left unsaid.

Just then, Bob suddenly said, "Little Makarov, the mages at your place have been quite lively lately. I heard that some local ruler or other got beaten into dust."

"Ah... that must be the newcomer Lucy. She seems pretty good, especially her chest." Makarov said jokingly in a low voice, with his hand over his mouth.

"Ah... so lewd." Bob said, covering his face, though Chen Fan felt that he sounded strangely excited.

"You can still laugh, Makarov? Being lively is one thing, but your mages have gone too far. Someone at the Council is worried that Fairy Tail might destroy a town someday," Goldman said from the side.

"I really want to try destroying something with Lucy's body," Makarov said wistfully.

"You can't make a move on a mage from your own guild," Bob said from the side.

"Keep pretending. I heard Chen Fan isn't speaking up for you anymore..." Goldman said somewhat indignantly. It was not entirely his fault. Everyone wanted to unleash their strength to the fullest, but having to worry about breaking this or smashing that was incredibly stifling. When he heard Chen Fan was no longer speaking up for Makarov, he had been so happy he could not sleep for days.

"Guild Master Makarov! Guild Master Makarov! A letter from Miss Mira!" A little blue bird flew over to Makarov, who still had his eyes closed and his nostrils pointed at the sky, clutching a letter in its talons.

"Mm, thank you for your hard work." With that, he accepted the letter.

"Thank you for your patronage." The little bird flew away after saying that.

Makarov reached out and removed the magic seal, then opened the letter. A miniature three-dimensional projection of Mira appeared above it.

Mira said from the letter, "Guild Master, the regular meeting must have been tiring."

Makarov looked around and said, "Well? This is our guild's signature beauty. Gorgeous, isn't she?"

"Miss Mira? She's matured a lot," Goldman praised from the side. At the same time, he wondered whether he should recruit some beauties for his own guild too, so he could lure Chen Fan over. Despite such sordid thoughts, his expression remained calm. After all, he had not been a guild master all these years for nothing.

Mira continued from the letter, "Well, while you were away, something wonderful happened. Erza actually formed a team with Natsu and Gray. I think this might be Fairy Tail's strongest team, so I felt I had to report it to you. That's why I wrote this letter. Goodbye, then." With that, she vanished.

As Makarov listened, his mouth opened wider and wider. "What?"

"So what you were worried about has become reality," Goldman said gleefully from the side.

Bang...! Makarov collapsed onto the table. How could this have happened? They really might destroy a town. The regular meeting ends today, and I can go back tomorrow... Before then, please, don't cause any trouble. I'm begging you.

Suddenly, Makarov seemed to think of something. He jumped over to Chen Fan, grabbed his pant leg, and began bawling. His crying was so earth-shaking that anyone unaware of the situation would have thought Chen Fan was bullying the old man.

"Chen Fan, I raised you with such hardship all these years. You have to help me! @￥##%￥%." He rattled off a pile of words Chen Fan could not understand.

"You can't do this, Makarov. A promise is a promise. You wouldn't want to ruin Chen Fan's reputation as the Hand of God, would you?" Goldman hurriedly crushed Makarov's delusions. He was always being lectured by the Magic Council too. Back then, Makarov had run off, leaving only him behind, and the Magic Council had taken all their anger at Makarov out on him. Now that he finally had a chance to drag Makarov back to the front lines, there was no way he would let Makarov get what he wanted.

"That's right, Little Makarov. Chen Fan's reputation is what matters most. Oh..." Bob said from beside Chen Fan. When he drew out that final "oh," his lips nearly touched Chen Fan's face. Fortunately, Chen Fan's psychic powers had not been trained for nothing. He simply would not let Bob get close, making Bob draw out that "oh" for ages, only to fail to touch Chen Fan in the end.

"Guild Master, you can see it too. It's not that I don't want to help you. It's the will of the people. Please restrain your grief!" Chen Fan said in a low voice. At the same time, he thought, You ruined my chance to meet my Little Erza. Serves you right!

Bang... Makarov collapsed onto the floor again. Everyone else burst out laughing. They all looked like the sort who had been thinking, I've been fed up with you for a long time.