"That's because you don't pay attention to the news at all."
Mirajane covered his mouth and chuckled softly.
Her long silver-white hair fluttered slightly in the morning breeze, and her whole person exuded charming charm.
"In addition to taking on tasks every day, you eat desserts in the cake shop. You don't even bother to open <Weekly Sorcerer> and take a look."
Mirajane revealed the daily life of Lu Chongwei without mercy.
There was ridicule in her eyes, as if she was looking at a child who has not grown up.
"The news from the Kingdom is messy and just a bunch of boring gossip. It's a waste of time to read it."
Lu Chongwei curled his lips.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and continued to walk forward.
There was deep disgust in his tone.
"Besides, I don't care at all about Ten Wizard Saints's false reputation. If you become Ten Wizard Saints, you will be manipulated by those guys Magic Council, which will be very troublesome."
Lu Chongwei yawned, his eyes full of laziness.
For him, staying freely in the guild is ten thousand times better than some bullshit title.
"You can't say that."
Mirajane followed quickly, holding his hands in front of his chest.
A look of great longing appeared on her face, and her eyes were bright.
"If Zhongwei you are really elected, then our guild will have two Ten Wizard Saintss!"
Mirajane's voice was slightly raised due to excitement.
She has seen that glorious future.
"By that time, Fairy Tail will be Kingdom of Fiore's truly the strongest guild!"
Mirajane spun around happily, her skirt looked like a blooming blue lily.
"Mira is right."
Erza nodded heavily.
She clasped her hands on her chest, exuding a queen-like aura.
His eyes were full of confidence in the guild.
"However, even if there are not two Ten Wizard Saints, we Fairy Tail are the strongest!"
Erza's tone was decisive.
In her opinion, the bond and power of the guild have long surpassed any false ranking.
While the three of them were chatting, they pushed open the door of Fairy Tail Guild.
It was still early, but there were already many people gathering together and making noise in the hall.
"Strange, where is the old man?"
Lu Chongwei stood in the center of the hall. He looked around, at the bar, the second floor and the corner, but did not find the short figure of Makarov.
"How dare you let me go? This old guy is getting more and more unreliable."
Lu Chongwei sighed helplessly.
He walked to the bar, pulled out a high stool, and sat down lazily.
"Hiccup--"
A deafening wine burp suddenly sounded in Lu Chongwei's ears.
Cana is holding a wooden wine barrel that is bigger than her body.
She staggered over, her face flushed, and her body exuding a strong smell of alcohol.
"Zhongwei! It's so early in the morning, come have a drink with me!"
Cana smashed the big wine barrel on the bar.
She raised a large glass of ale in her hand and poured it towards Lu Chongwei's mouth with a smile.
His eyes were blurry and he was already drunk.
"After drinking like this so early in the morning, is your liver really strong?"
Lu Chongwei has black lines all over his face.
He leaned back, trying to avoid the pungent smell of alcohol.
A few blue veins appeared on his forehead.
"Oh, Cana, Zhongwei have other things to do today."
Mirajane walked over with a smile. She stretched out her slender arm and pressed the wine glass in Cana's hand gently but undeniably.
"You'd better go over there and drink slowly by yourself, don't make trouble here."
Mirajane calmly pushed Cana to the table on the other side.
The smile on her face was still gentle, but it conveyed a devilish aura that was irresistible.
Cana shuddered and half woke up.
She hugged the wine barrel, ran to the corner dejectedly, and continued her drinking.
Lu Chongwei was sitting in front of the bar, tapping his fingers on the table in boredom.
While a few people were chatting and waiting.
"Bang!"
The door of the guild was violently kicked open, and the wooden board let out an unbearable whine.
"Lu Chongwei! Duel with me!"
Natsu rushed into the hall like a burning meteor.
There were blazing flames burning in his fists, and there was a fanatical fighting spirit in his eyes. His whole body was so excited that he almost flew up.
Everyone in the hall fell silent.
"What is this idiot doing?"
Gray is sitting on the table not far away.
He held a glass of ice water in his hand, looked at Natsu like a fool, and sneered.
"I came here to torture you early in the morning. Natsu's brain was burned by the flames."
Lucy covered his face helplessly.
She sighed deeply, already foreseeing the miserable scene that would follow.
"I'm on fire! Watch your move!"
Natsu doesn't care about the eyes of the people around him.
He roared, his legs exerted force, and crushed the wooden floor under his feet.
The whole figure was like a cannonball being discharged, heading straight towards Lu Chongwei.
"Hey, I'm not in the mood to play with you today..."
Lu Chongwei is sitting on a high stool.
He looked at Natsu who was charging towards him in a fierce manner, and he spoke helplessly and wanted to refuse.
His tone was full of annoyance at being disturbed.
However, Natsu didn't give him a chance to speak at all.
Before Lu Chongwei could finish speaking, Natsu's fist, burning with blazing flames, had already roared and hit him in front of him.
The terrifying high temperature even scorched a strand of hair on Lu Chongwei's forehead.
"What an idiot who doesn't listen to what others say."
Lu Chongwei sighed helplessly.
He stretched out his left hand and twirled his black hair irritably.
His eyes became extremely cold.
Lu Chongwei's right fist was clenched.
There was no fluctuation of magic power, and physical power exploded crazily in his muscles.
There was a dull sonic boom in the air.
Lu Chongwei sat where he was, his body not even swaying.
He directly swung his right fist, hit Natsu's burning forehead, and punched him hard.
"Bang!"
An extremely dull loud noise sounded in the hall.
The violent wind swept around the two people.
The blazing flame that Natsu was proud of, the moment it came into contact with Lu Chongwei's fist, was like a candle blown out by a hurricane.
Not even a spark remained, it was extinguished without a trace.
Lu Chongwei didn't even use a tiny bit of magic power.
He simply relied on his physical strength to smash through Natsu's violent offensive.
That seemingly ordinary right fist was firmly imprinted on Natsu's forehead.
"Well..."
Natsu rolled his eyes upward.
He didn't even have time to let out a complete scream.
The whole person was like a chopped piece of wood, falling straight backwards.
"Boom!"
Natsu hit the hard wooden floor hard, making a shallow dent.
There was silence in the hall.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at Natsu who fell to the ground and was foaming at the mouth.
"This idiot really doesn't have a long memory at all."