"Next up in the Preliminary Match, third place goes to... Ah, this is truly unexpected! Did they really get here using those corrupted dark wings? It's so unbelievable, Fairy Tail B-Team!!"
Mira, Laxus, Elfman, Gajeel, and Juvia were all taken aback. "It's unbelievable that Fairy Tail sent two teams."
"What is going on!"...
"Hmm, it seems many people have some doubts about this year's new rules. Don't you think so, Mr. Azuma?"
"That's right... This year, each guild is no longer limited to sending only one team because the competition rules have changed. A guild can now send..."
Chapter Twelve: The Grand Magic Games Begin
"Next up is the team that won first place in the Preliminary Match. They are the epitome of beauty and wisdom, heroes and chivalrous figures, changing social trends and captivating countless young women... (500 words omitted here)."
"Uh... I really can't think of anyone else who could come up with such a morbidly humorous description besides him?" Gray said with a wry smile, slapping his forehead.
"Fairy Tail S-Team!!" The announcer shouted as he finally finished reading all of Chen Fan's requests, nearly fainting from his own breath.
"...!" The audience fell silent again.
Then they immediately started whispering to each other, "What's going on?"
Fairy Tail has three teams!
"Is Fairy Tail really that strong?"...
"All I know is that Fairy Tail has a really powerful man, what's his name again?"
"You should Lord Chen Fan!" An elderly couple sitting in front of the young people said, "Lord Chen Fan is the most powerful and benevolent man in the Kingdom of Fiore. What Sabertooth? Back when Lord Chen Fan was around, no one dared to do evil in the Kingdom of Fiore! Even the Dark Guild dared not show its face in the sunlight."
"Is he really that powerful? I just heard he supposedly took down those old folks from the Magic Council! He's probably just some guy who bullies the elderly!" the young man said dismissively.
The two people in front were displeased upon hearing this. The old man ripped off his clothes and threw them aside, instantly revealing bulging muscles that exuded explosive power. The old woman also suddenly had two knives in her hands. The old man grabbed the young man who had spoken ill of Chen Fan and lifted him up, his face contorted with rage, saying, "Kid...! Let me tell you there are a few types of people you can't offend in this world! One: Don't offend the elderly! Two: Don't offend women! Three: Don't offend old women!"
"I'll teach you to underestimate the elderly!"
"Ah...!"
"I'll teach you to underestimate an old woman!"
"Ah..."
"I'll teach you to speak ill of Lord Chen Fan!"
"Ah..."
"I'll let you..."
"Ah..."
"What's the reason?" the young men, their faces bruised and swollen, asked.
"Unnecessary..."
"Ah..."
Such incidents occurred throughout the venue, and a group of peace-loving elderly people began to educate these arrogant young people on the principles of life.