Before long, Makarov slowly approached, leaning on his cane.
The little old man wore a grave expression. Looking at the two young men before him, he let out a helpless sigh.
"You specifically called me here. What exactly do you want to ask?"
Laxus straightened up, his gaze fixed firmly on Makarov.
"Old man, stop playing dumb. Ivan said Lumen Histoire is the guild's darkness. What exactly is it?"
"Does the guild we protect really hide some unspeakable secret?"
Makarov's lips parted slightly, his face full of struggle as he found himself unable to answer.
Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, a faint glow appeared in midair above the alley.
Mavis, the First Master, quietly appeared in ghostly form.
She floated in the air, her delicate face filled with solemnity.
"That is absolutely not darkness."
Mavis looked at Laxus, her tone incomparably firm.
"Lumen Histoire is Fairy Tail's light. It is the power that protects every member of our family."
"Ivan was merely blinded by greed, which was why he uttered such nonsense."
Laxus frowned and looked at the suddenly appearing First Master.
"If it is light, why did the Second Master, Precht, fall into darkness? Ivan said it was forbidden power. How do you explain that?"
At the mention of Precht's name, Mavis's body trembled sharply.
Her adorable face was instantly shrouded in deep sorrow and self-reproach.
"Precht..."
She lowered her head, her voice gradually choking up.
"It was all my fault. I failed to see into his heart and rashly let him inherit the position of guild master."
"If I had not misjudged him, he would not have gone astray step by step and ultimately fallen completely into darkness."
A tide of guilt swept through her heart.
The more Mavis thought about it, the sadder she became,