The Master's Decision

Faced with Zoro's unshakable "lost logic," the entire Fairy Tail guild fell into a silence somewhere between laughter and tears.

They realized that reasoning with this man was impossible. He lived in his own world, and in that world, he was the only correct point of reference.

Guild Master Makarov stood atop the table. His small frame looked exceptionally grave at that moment. He wiped away the cold sweat that had formed on his forehead from listening to Zoro's explanation, then gazed deeply at this new member—absurdly powerful and absurdly troublesome.

A fierce internal struggle raged within him.

On one hand, Roronoa Zoro's strength was beyond question. He was a top-tier trump card, perhaps even one that exceeded all normal standards. With him around, the guild's overall strength would undergo a qualitative leap. Whenever they faced powerful enemies in the future, he would be the sharpest blade, capable of cutting through anything.

But on the other hand, the potential destructive power brought by his terminal case of directional incompetence was equally disastrous.

Today, it had only been a letter-delivery job within the city, yet he had ended up dozens of kilometers away and provoked an A-rank magical beast. If he accepted a job outside the city in the future, would he walk straight into another country? If they put him in charge of flanking or providing support during battle, would he circle around to the enemy's headquarters, then get lost and never find his way back?

This was no longer merely the risk of mission failure. It was the ultimate test of his companions' mental stability and mission-planning abilities!

No, he had to think of a solution.

They had to eliminate the possibility of this "force majeure" happening again at the source.

After careful consideration, a trace of resolve flashed through Makarov's eyes.

He cleared his throat. That light cough seemed to carry some sort of magic, instantly silencing the entire guild. Everyone's eyes focused on the respected guild master.

"My children," Makarov began. His tone was more solemn than ever, as though he were announcing a matter tied to the guild's very survival. "In light of today's... well, exceptionally special and milestone event."

"For the future mission success rate of our Fairy Tail guild,"

"For the physical and mental well-being of all companions who go out on missions,"

"And for the peace and tranquility of Magnolia City, and even the entire Fiore Kingdom..."

With every sentence he spoke, the atmosphere grew more solemn. Everyone held their breath, unsure what shocking decision their guild master was about to announce.

"I hereby, in the name of Fairy Tail's Third Guild Master, solemnly declare!" Makarov's voice suddenly rose, filled with unquestionable authority. "A brand-new guild iron law shall officially be established, one that supersedes all other rules and holds the highest priority!"

He took a deep breath, straightened his small body, then abruptly extended a finger and pointed directly at Zoro, who still looked utterly clueless.

Using all his strength, he announced loudly and distinctly:

"Fairy Tail Guild Iron Law—Article One!"

"Under no circumstances! Under no circumstances! Under no circumstances must Roronoa Zoro be allowed to carry out alone any mission that requires 'finding the way'!"

"This iron law takes effect immediately! Any violators—the proposer and the executor alike—shall jointly bear full responsibility for 'finding Zoro and bringing him back from wherever he got lost,' and shall be punished by having one month of mission pay deducted!"