Makarov followed Jose to an empty, open area. Both of them freely unleashed the pressure of their magic power, but in terms of sheer presence, Makarov was clearly superior.
But the next moment, someone Makarov did not want to see appeared beside Jose.
"Ivan! You unfilial brat! You actually helped another guild deal with Fairy Tail! I will never forgive you again! Die!!!"
Makarov's fury toward Ivan surpassed even his anger at Jose. His own son had betrayed his guild, and that shame left him unable to face the guild's children.
Makarov raised his hand, intending to unleash a powerful move—Fairy Law!
But just as he was gathering power, Ivan revealed a malicious smile. "Old man, you're as foolish as ever. I cast Illusion Magic over this place, so no one can see what happens here. Do you know what that means?"
"I taught you from childhood that before true strength, all schemes and tricks are rootless weeds. You have disappointed me deeply, Ivan!"
"Hehehe, hahahahaha! Old man, it means that even if you die here, no one will ever find out! Look who this is?"
Ivan laughed madly, then stepped aside to reveal the figure hidden behind him. It was none other than Laxus, covered in wounds.
"What!? Laxus!?"
Makarov was deeply shaken, and his hand froze.
"That's right! I found that the Dragon Power Magic Crystal inside this brat was valuable, so I wanted to take it back. After all, I'd lent it to him long enough. Old man, I told you that you would regret rejecting my request! Go repent!"
A dagger appeared in Ivan's hand, and he viciously stabbed it toward Laxus's chest. Distracted by concern, Makarov hurried forward to stop him. At that moment, a tearful man with his eyes covered by strips of cloth