"M-Master, are you sure this is all right...?" Watching Achill and the other four disappear ahead of them, Alzack broke out in a cold sweat and asked stiffly, "Having those five form another team and all..."
The others nodded in confusion as well. Wasn't each guild supposed to have only one team competing? If they came up with this clever idea of entering two teams at once, didn't that count as cheating?
"Heh heh, relax, relax~ Don't worry. It's fine." Makarov raised his head smugly. "The First Master and I studied the rules of the Grand Magic Games very carefully. They never explicitly stated that each guild could only enter one team! Everyone just naturally assumed that was the case~"
"So this doesn't count as breaking the rules~" Mavis, the shameless little girl with the stray tuft of hair, sat on a table in the Inn, swinging her bare, fair feet. A mischievous, impish grin covered her face. "At most, it just means our guild caught everyone off guard and won through an unexpected tactic~"
"All right..." Everyone slumped helplessly.
"But aside from this plan to enter two teams, what worries me more is what Mr. Achill said to Angel before he left!" Recalling his words, Bisca felt a surge of uncertainty. Holding her daughter Asuka, she asked nervously, "Surely Mr. Achill was joking, right? What did he mean, it didn't matter if she destroyed the city?! Is Angel really that terrifyingly powerful?!! Powerful enough to destroy an entire city—"
"Yes! Yes!" Everyone nodded vigorously. Clearly, Achill's instructions to Angel were still fresh in their minds. They all stared expectantly at Makarov, waiting for an explanation.
"Hey, hey, why are you all looking at me?!" Makarov bristled, glaring and shouting, "I don't know either! Whether she can actually destroy an