Gray also leaned against the wall, looking at Lu Chongwei with sympathy. "Brother Zhongwei, hold on, Erza's staying power in buying clothes is recognized by the whole guild."
Just when Lu Chongwei felt like his soul was about to float out of his body.
"Brother Lu Chongwei, sister Erza, the celebration party is about to begin!"
Wendy's savior-like voice finally sounded at the door.
Lu Chongwei stood up suddenly, his movements so fast that he even caused a gust of wind.
"Let's go! Let's eat!"
Erza looked at the sixtieth set of clothes in his hand with some regret that he had not yet tried on, and finally nodded.
"Since it's a celebration banquet, we really can't be late."
The celebration banquet was extremely lively.
Cait Shelter brought out the best wine and food.
Natsu and Gray got into a fight over a piece of meat, and Lucy complained crazily on the sidelines.
Wendy sat next to Lu Chongwei, watching everyone playing around, smiling very happily.
"Brother Lu Chongwei, Wendy feels so happy to meet you all."
Wendy whispered, his clear eyes sparkling.
Lu Chongwei took a sip of ale and looked at the lively crowd, and the feeling of dissonance became more and more serious.
He found that although the members here were smiling, there was a faint, almost transparent sadness in their eyes.
The banquet lasted until late at night.
The president of Cait Shelter, the old man Roubaul who had always been silent, slowly stood up.
Holding his staff, he walked to the center of the hall.
The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.
Roubaul looked around at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Wendy, with extremely complicated eyes.
"Everyone, before we say goodbye, I have something I must tell you."
Roubaul's voice is hoarse and heavy, with a sense of vicissitudes that have gone through the years.
Wendy was stunned for a moment, then stood up awkwardly. "President Grandpa, what's wrong?"
Roubaul looked at Wendy and let out a long sigh.
"Wendy, and everyone from Fairy Tail. Actually, we are not the descendants of the Nirbit Tribe."
The whole place was silent.
Roubaul paused and his tone became extremely low.
"We... are Nirbit Tribe itself."
As soon as he said this, Lucy was so shocked that he dropped the fork in his hand.
"Grandpa President, what are you talking about? Isn't Nirbit Tribe a person from four hundred years ago?"
Roubaul smiled bitterly, that smile was full of endless loneliness.
"Four hundred years ago, I created Nirvana."
Roubaul slowly opened his mouth, revealing a history of blood and tears that had been sealed in dust.
"The wars in that era were endless. In order to stop the killing, I created Nirvana, which can reverse good and evil. I think that as long as everyone is kind, the war will end."
There was deep regret in Roubaul's eyes.
"But I was wrong. Nirvana has the law of balance. As much light as it can create, it will produce as much darkness. And all this darkness falls on us, Nirbit Tribe."
"The tribesmen started killing each other, and the originally peaceful village turned into a hell. In the end, I was the only one left."
Roubaul raised his head, and his body actually looked a little transparent under the light.
"I have been here for four hundred years. Now I am just a Thought Projection, a ghost that doesn't want to leave."
"I have been waiting for someone who can completely destroy Nirvana to appear. In this way, my sins can end."
Wendy was stunned when she heard this, and her little face turned pale.
"Grandpa President... are you kidding? What about everyone? Everyone is here!"
Wendy looked anxiously at the surrounding guild members.
Roubaul closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down the wrinkles.
"I'm sorry, Wendy. In order not to make you feel lonely, I used magic to create these phantoms. They... are all my imaginary companions."
The words just fell.
"Buzz--!"
Extremely slight magic fluctuations spread.
The Cait Shelter members sitting at the banquet table began to turn into golden spots one after another.
"Wendy, goodbye."
"Thank you for spending this time with us."
"I want to live happily there."
Those familiar companions all smiled and waved to Wendy, and then their bodies gradually faded and disappeared into the air.
"No! Don't go!"
Wendy screamed and rushed towards the aunt nearest to her, but her hand went directly through the other party's increasingly transparent body.
"Don't leave Wendy alone! Please!"
Wendy fell to his knees and cried heartbrokenly.
Natsu and Gray were also completely shocked by this scene. They clenched their fists but could not say a word.
Lu Chongwei stood up and walked to Wendy.
He looked at the disappearing light spots, and the sense of dissonance in his heart finally found an answer.
It turns out that this entire guild is a gentle lie.
Roubaul's body also began to gradually disintegrate, turning into little bits of starlight.
He looked at Lu Chongwei and Erza, his eyes full of trust.
"Everyone from Fairy Tail, Wendy is a good child. She should not be left in this dead city."
Roubaul's voice became softer and softer, as if coming from a very far away place.
"Please... take care of her. Take her to see the real world and find real companions."
Roubaul took one last look at Wendy, his eyes full of love.
"Wendy, you have grown up and don't need grandpa's phantom anymore. Go, go to the place that belongs to you."
With the last golden light spot rising into the sky.
Roubaul's figure completely disappeared into the air.
The dim light of the early morning penetrated the remaining mist of Vast Forest, but could not illuminate this lifeless ruins.
In Cait Shelter's residence, the originally enthusiastic villagers, kind aunts, and playful children now became like reflections in the water, shaking violently and fading.
"No... don't go! Please!"
Wendy knelt on the cold and hard mud, scratching forward with his hands frantically, trying to catch the dissipating figures.
But her fingers could only pass through nothingness.
"Auntie! Yesterday you said you wanted to teach me how to knit a scarf... Grandpa! Don't leave Wendy alone!"
The little girl cried so hard that her tears fell into the dust, leaving dark traces.
Around them, Natsu, Gray, Lucy and others stood quietly, with their heads lowered and their fists clenched tightly.
The feeling of watching their companions lose everything in front of them but being helpless made these passionate Mage feel like they were being cut by a knife.
"Is this... President Roubaul's wish?"
Lucy covered his mouth, his eyes were red, and his voice was shaking badly.
As the last golden light spot rose into the sky, all the wooden houses, flags, and even the ancient well of Cait Shelter completely disappeared.
All that was left was a desolate open space and a completely collapsed little girl.