"Bang!" Macao slammed the wine glass onto the table, spilling the wine from the glass.
"Romeo still hasn't come back? That bastard! Alzack and Bisca must have dragged Romeo out to have some fun in the streets." Macao shouted. Macao was now the fourth guild master of Fairy Tail. Because Chen Fan, Makarov, and the others had all disappeared for seven years, the Magic Council demanded that a guild master be elected, or Fairy Tail would be forcibly disbanded. Macao had always been partying and chatting with Chen Fan Wakaba, stepped forward to take over as guild master. For so many years, he had worked hard to maintain the guild. In order to prevent the guild from disappearing, Macao had lost countless strands of hair. But he always believed that everyone would come back. That guy Chen Fan wouldn't die so easily. Good people don't live long, bad people live for thousands of years. With Chen Fan's level, he should have lived for at least tens of thousands of years. But he didn't say these words to anyone, silently enduring it all for seven years.
"Stop yelling, you're not a child anymore, calm down, Macao!" Wakaba said. So many years have passed, and Wakaba has aged considerably, but also become much more mature.
"Ah...! I think I did ask you to call me president!"
"I've never seen such a shameless student council president, except for Chen Fan..."
Upon hearing this name, the guild fell silent for a moment. "It's been 7 years!"
"Yeah! It's been seven years. I really miss that cunning and sly guy. Without him, the guild feels like it's lost its soul."
"I haven't seen Levy in ages. If Levy saw how fat I am now, I wonder if she'd still team up with me!" Draer said, holding a chicken leg and a sausage in his hand; he had become incredibly obese.
"Stop talking, Levy... she's not coming back!" Jet said, his voice trembling. He, Draer, and Levy were all members of the same team, and he loved Levy very much. He usually tried to forget her, but the more he tried, the more vivid the memories became.
Suddenly, "Bang...!" The Fairy Tail guild door was kicked open, and several people walked in, their intentions clearly hostile.
"Just like usual! It's only noon and you're all so serious... That just shows how weak you guys are!"
"Hehehehe..."
"So you guys have no ambition! Ambition! You know that!"
Five people walked in, their faces full of provocation, and they kept kicking over the chairs next to them;
Beads of sweat appeared on Macao and Wakaba's foreheads. "Tiber..."
"Didn't I tell you not to come back?" Macao said.
A smile crept across Tiber's lips as he placed one foot on a chair and said, "Heh heh, is it alright to talk to us like that? After all, we are the guild representing Magnolia, the Phantom Lord Guild."
"It is true that you were once the strongest guild in the Kingdom of Freljord, but your era has ended. A guild that's like a run-down inn versus a new-age magic guild... Phantom Lord, it's obvious which one is better for Magnolia, isn't it?"
"They're just relying on the size of their guild!" Marcus said.
"That's right! We have the will!" Warren shouted.
"What can willpower do?"
Macao's body trembled slightly as he spoke, "What are you doing here, Tiber!"
"Come collect this month's payment!" Tiber said mockingly.
"You didn't pay, Macao!" Wakaba shouted at Macao; "Call me guild master!"
"You didn't pay back the money on time!"
"We haven't received any requests this month! We'll pay them all together next month, please wait a little longer!!" Macao pleaded loudly;
"Oh dear! Think back to when you were struggling to survive, who gave you this closed-down inn? It was us who intervened and lent you money, wasn't it?"
"Why would you borrow money from a bunch of scoundrels when you know they're a bunch of scum?" Jet exclaimed.
"What did you say! You bastard?..."
"Jet! Shut up!" Macao stopped Jet and said;