Lucy and Juvia: Ifrit Becoming an Enemy Means We're Doomed!

Magic Council.

The ten Council members were in a meeting.

The matter of the Tower of Paradise had been placed at the top of the agenda. It was an extremely serious and grave issue.

Everyone was debating whether to dispatch troops or follow Zikrain's proposal—use the ultra-long-range space-time destruction magic, Fairy Law, to launch a devastating strike from afar.

After a round of discussion.

Five votes opposed the use of Fairy Law, and Zikrain's proposal was rejected.

The chairman announced, "In conclusion, the proposal to use Fairy Law will not be adopted."

"Wait, do you really understand the consequences of this?!" Zikrain grew anxious.

"No more need be said, Zikrain." The chairman said, "Things have not reached such a serious point yet."

"Heh, not serious." Zikrain sneered. "You have no idea who my younger brother—Jellal—is trying to resurrect!"

Councilor Yajima frowned slightly as he looked at Zikrain, deep in thought.

"Zikrain, could there be some hidden truth behind this?" a councilor asked with a frown.

"I kept it hidden before because I feared it would cause panic. I had intended to bear everything myself, but..." Zikrain gritted his teeth. "Jellal... wants to resurrect Zeref!"

"What?!"

All the councilors were shocked.

One councilor cried out, "Zeref? The legendary progenitor of Dark Mages?!"

"That's right." Zikrain clenched his teeth. "Therefore, even if there is only a one-in-ten-thousand chance—or even a one-in-a-hundred-thousand chance—I absolutely cannot sit by and let it happen!"

"No one should ever touch such a forbidden existence!"

Zikrain spoke with grim resolve.

"Not even my younger brother!"

"..." The councilors fell silent.

"I approve." One councilor raised his hand.

"I approve as well."

"Approved."

The councilors all voiced their support.

"I abstain." Councilor Yajima gave Zikrain a deep look.

"Eight votes in favor, one abstention. Therefore—" the chairman announced, "the proposal to use Fairy Law is adopted!"

"Everyone, hurry and make preparations."

The councilors quickly went to coordinate with their respective departments.

Councilor Yajima kept staring at Zikrain.

"Mr. Yajima, is something the matter?" Zikrain's face was filled with sorrow—the one about to be wiped out was his younger brother, and he was the one who had proposed this decision!

"Is this really all right?" Yajima said earnestly. "Do not make a decision that will leave no room for recovery so easily. Sometimes, there may be other paths to choose."

"We absolutely cannot allow Zeref to be resurrected!" Zikrain said firmly. "This is the most basic sense of responsibility that every Light Mage—and I, as a councilor—must recognize!"

"I have no evidence, Zikrain." Yajima said. "I am old now, and I have no authority left. I have only one vote. With the tide already set, all I can do is abstain."

Yajima sighed. "Zikrain, sometimes, a wrong decision cannot be repaid even with a lifetime of suffering."

He looked seriously at Zikrain, then at the beautiful female councilor beside him, and asked, "Have you truly prepared yourselves for this?"

Ultear smiled faintly without answering.

Zikrain said seriously, "I will bear everything!"

"Ah..." Yajima let out a long sigh and left with his hands behind his back. His weary voice drifted down the empty corridor.

"I am very old. It is time for me to retire. Fortunately, the children of Little Horse are all dependable."

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Ifrit strolled unhurriedly along the damp path.

After turning a corner, he saw two beautiful young girls lying on the ground, their chests heaving rapidly as they gasped for breath.

Lucy and Juvia.

Ifrit did not disturb them.

The enemy—someone Ifrit had seen once before, a pale-skinned man with long, flamboyant hair—was lying in the distance. But now he was bald. His long, straight hair had vanished somewhere, leaving only a shiny, gleaming head.

Apparently, the two of them had defeated him together.

If that was the case.

Then that woman had come too?

What a pity.

If they met as enemies, he would not show mercy.

"We won, Lucy!"

"That's great, you're back to normal, Juvia!"

The two shapely girls excitedly embraced each other.

It was a beautiful sight.

Click. Ifrit swiftly snapped a photo.

"Hiss—ow, ow, ow!"

When Juvia's hand accidentally slipped lower and touched Lucy's thigh, Lucy immediately cried out.

Lucy had just been whipped hard several times by Juvia when she had transformed into a queen.

"Sorry, Lucy." Juvia hurriedly apologized.

"It's fine." Lucy shook her head. "Let's hurry and find the others."

The two supported each other as they left.

Behind them.

The bald man gradually regained consciousness.

He could not move.

His entire body hurt as if it were falling apart.

But he had to get up!

He absolutely could not fall here!

He—

Udal!

Was going to become captain!

He was the one who would restore the glory of the Three Ravens squad!

He would never be mocked again!

That damned woman—Banjou—became captain, yet she never took assassination jobs or anything like that.

As a result, not only had his income dropped drastically, but people mocked him as a coward!

He was not!

He was the Singer of Hell!

He was the Funeral Envoy of Reincarnation!

The Guild Master had promised that once this mission was completed, if he killed Banjou, he alone would claim the credit and become captain!

He would gain the right to choose missions freely!

Udal barely raised his trembling hand. A pill lay in his palm, and he shoved it into his mouth.

"Lucy." Ifrit suddenly appeared beside Lucy and Juvia.

"Ifrit!" Lucy said in surprise.

"I told you, the battle is not over. Do not let down your guard." Ifrit's voice carried a hint of reprimand.

"What?" Lucy froze, but Juvia came to her senses and quickly supported Lucy as she turned around.

"How is that possible? He was already defeated!" Lucy said in shock.

"Do you have a death wish? Fighting in that condition!" Juvia said.

"Dark Mages are people who walk on the edge of death!" Udal grinned viciously. "Another strong one, huh? I can't sense your magic power, but judging from their reactions, they trust you a great deal!"

"If you attack them, it will definitely be interesting!"

"Ifrit!" Lucy and Juvia's faces turned pale with fright.

If Ifrit was controlled, then forget about them—even Natsu, Gray, and perhaps even Erza would be done for!

"Be careful, he has magic that can turn people into puppets!" Lucy quickly warned him.

"Is that so? What a coincidence. I have similar magic too." Ifrit smiled.

"Hahahaha, then let's compare!"

Udal burst into laughter. He picked up his guitar and was just about to play when he suddenly dropped to his knees!

"I was wrong!"

"Huh?" This abrupt turn left the extremely tense Lucy and Juvia stunned.

"I'm sorry for playing this lousy guitar and hurting everyone's ears!"

Udal knelt on both knees, prostrating himself on the ground in deep repentance.

"I'm sorry for attacking such beautiful ladies!"

"I'm sorry that someone like me is still alive!"

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