The railing on the second floor.
Makarov looked at the farce downstairs and shook his head helplessly.
"These over-energetic brats..."
He turned around and looked at Lu Chongwei who was leaning against the pillar and yawning.
"Lu Chongwei, tomorrow is the regular president's meeting."
Makarov rubbed his hands and put on a flattering smile on his face.
"Will you go with me?"
Lu Chongwei didn't even raise his eyelids.
"I won't go. It's boring to death."
"Don't be so heartless!" Makarov came over and said, "Look, I'm so old, so lonely going alone. What if I meet a robber or something along the way..."
"Old man, you are the leader of Ten Wizard Saints." Lu Chongwei rolled his eyes, "Which blind robber would dare to rob you? Do you think you have a long life?"
"And what happened when I went with you last time?"
Lu Chongwei Thinking of that meeting two years ago, I couldn't help but complain.
"The bald president of Lamia Scale was bragging about how powerful their Jura was. But you insisted on letting me compete with Jura."
"I got a little more serious and knocked Jura down. That bald guy's face turned green, but you were so good that your dentures almost fell out when you laughed there."
"I don't want to experience that feeling of being treated like a monkey again."
Makarov coughed twice in embarrassment.
"That's to show the strength of our guild! Besides, this time is different."
Seeing that Lu Chongwei refused to eat, Makarov rolled his eyes and suddenly covered his chest.
"Ouch... my heart..."
Makarov fell down on the chair, his body began to tremble violently, and there was a painful expression on his face.
"My heart... it's been beating so fast lately... maybe it's the sequelae of being punished by Magic Council for writing a letter of apology..."
"If I go to a meeting this time and get angry at those old guys, what if I die on the way... There won't even be anyone to collect the body..."
As he spoke, Makarov squeezed out two drops of crocodile tears.
"It's a pity that I have worked hard for the guild all my life... and finally ended up with no one to die..."
Lu Chongwei The corners of his mouth twitched.
This acting skill is too exaggerated.
Magic Council owes you a Oscar.
"Okay, okay, stop acting."
Lu Chongwei was just about to refuse when he suddenly felt a cold gaze behind him.
He turned his head and saw Mirajane standing at the top of the stairs, looking at him with a smile.
Although she was smiling, the flattened iron plate in her hand was silently conveying a message:
"Promise him."
Lu Chongwei sighed and raised his hands in surrender.
"Okay, I'll go. Isn't it okay if I go?"
Makarov instantly jumped up from the chair. My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and my heart is no longer pounding.
"Okay! It's settled then! We'll set off early tomorrow morning!"
The old president put his hands behind his back and walked away humming a tune with a vigorous pace.
Lu Chongwei shook his head helplessly and walked down the stairs.
At this time, Lucy downstairs is still struggling with the two million task.
"Miss Mira, what is the regular meeting?" Lucy asked curiously.
Mirajane explained while wiping the cup:
"It's just that the presidents of various guilds get together to drink, chat, and compete with each other to see whose Mage can cause more trouble."
"Of course, the main reason is to maintain the relationship between the various guilds."
"It turns out to be a gathering of a group of old people." Lucy suddenly realized.
Just then.
Bang!
The guild door was suddenly pushed open again.
A man wearing a green suit and sunglasses rushed in.
That's Loke.
He, who usually always smiles playfully and strikes up conversations with beautiful women when he sees them, is now sweating profusely and looking horrified, as if he has seen the end of the world.
"No... not good!"
Loke shouted at the people who were still fighting in the hall:
"Everyone stop! Pack your things quickly!"
"What's wrong Loke? Are you so panicked?" Gray stopped and looked confused.
Loke swallowed, and in a trembling voice shouted out the name that made the entire Fairy Tail fearful:
"Erza...Erza is coming back!"
"Boom--!"
A dull loud noise instantly silenced the entire Fairy Tail guild, and even the dust in the air solidified at this moment.
Natsu and Gray, who were still pulling each other's collars in the hall and preparing to communicate their feelings with fists, stopped stiffly in mid-air. Like rusty mechanical dolls, they turned their heads little by little and looked towards the door.
There, stood a woman with long crimson hair.
She was wearing silver armor, with a blue skirt fluttering in the wind. On her shoulders, she carried a giant monster horn several times larger than her entire body. There was still dark red blood on the horn, exuding heart-stopping magic fluctuations.
"I'm back."
Erza's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. She tossed it casually, and the huge monster horn was thrown to the center of the hall like foam plastic, causing the floor to scream again.
"What... what is this?!"
Lucy was hiding behind the bar, so scared that she almost burst into tears. She had just joined the guild a few days ago, and although she was used to the noise here, this was the first time she had seen such a visually impactful scene.
"That's...Erza..."
Natsu and Gray had completely lost their arrogance at this time. The two quickly separated, Natsu pretended to look at the scenery, while Gray was hurriedly looking for the clothes that he had disappeared without knowing when.
"Oh, Erza is back." Mirajane still maintained that gentle smile, not feeling the suffocating pressure in the hall at all, "Welcome back, thank you for your hard work."
Erza nodded and glanced around the hall.
"Where is the president?"
There was a hint of majesty in her voice, which made many people shrink their necks subconsciously.
"The president went to attend a regular meeting." Mirajane replied while wiping the cup, "Lu Chongwei was also roped in to be a bodyguard."
"Lu Chongwei is also here?" Erza frowned, a little surprised by this arrangement, "Since the president is not here, then forget it."
She turned around and her sharp eyes scanned the crowd again.
"During my absence, did anything messy happen in the guild?"
The whole place was dead silent.
No one dared to speak, and even breathing became cautious.
Erza's eyes fell on Natsu.
"Natsu, your stance is too lax. As Mage, you must remain vigilant at all times."
"Yes! I obey!" Natsu stood at attention and answered more like a cat than Happy.
Next is Gray.
"Gray, where are your clothes? How indecent is it to be naked in front of a lady?"
"I've already put them on!" Gray pointed at the underwear he had just put on with a look of aggrievedness.
"Cana, don't drink so much in broad daylight, pay attention to your health."
"Vegeta, don't dance in the hall, you may kick someone."