The magic power slowly replenished along Vines, Gajeel's brows furrowed in pain gradually relaxed, and his breathing became much calmer.
Blanc felt the state of Gajeel and relaxed his brows a little.
"Fortunately, although I fainted, it was more of a skin injury, not too serious." Blanc retracted his hand.
"But to be on the safe side, let's take it to Porlyusica's mother-in-law's house later to have a look."
Looking at Levy, whose breath gradually calmed down, Blanc asked again:
"Now let's talk about what happened. How did Gajeel become like this?"
Levy bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a trembling voice:
"Yes...Laxus. Laxus He is back..."
Makarov's body shook suddenly and he lost his voice. "What!?"
Blanc's brows moved, and it turned out he was back.
Levy recalled with lingering fear:
"We met Gajeel outside who had just returned from a mission. Just as we were about to go up and say hello, we saw Laxus approaching him unkindly."
"What did Laxus say, 'The old man actually admitted a brat like you who was running wild in my guild. It's because of this that people outside will look down on Fairy Tail!'"
"Then what?" Mira asked worriedly.
"Then Laxus took action directly. Gajeel was forced to fight back, but he was no match at all..."
"I wanted to go up to break up the fight, but Laxus's attack almost hit me. It was Gajeel... who rushed over at the critical moment and used his body to help me block the blow, and then he fell." Levy said with a hint of distress in his voice.
"After Laxus saw Gajeel fall, he became even more angry for some reason and ignored us completely and left."
"We were afraid that something might happen to Gajeel, so we hurriedly ran back with him on our backs."
Troy on the side had a flash of recognition in his eyes:
"To be honest, I always hated this guy before today, but today... I have changed my view on him!"
Jet also glanced sideways at Gajeel on his back, and silently held his arm more firmly.
"How could this happen... companions actually..." Mira slowly hugged the paper bag in his arms tightly, looking a little sad.
Guild Master, on the other hand, remained silent, his face getting darker and darker, and his already short figure looked even more rickety and older at this moment.
Blanc secretly felt helpless in his heart, Gajeel was a bit miserable, it was an unreasonable disaster. He had obviously made up for the sin of destroying the guild, but in the end he still couldn't escape a severe beating from Laxus.
He put his hands together, and numerous wooden strips Vines drilled out from the gaps in the stone slabs under his feet, intertwining into a strong stretcher in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, let's talk about it later. Send Gajeel away first. Jet, put Gajeel up there." As he said that, he also took back the items he had placed on the ground.
Jet nodded and carefully laid Gajeel flat on the stretcher. Then, he and Troy worked together to lift the stretcher smoothly.
"Jet, Troy, and Levy, come with me, let's go find Porlyusica's mother-in-law."
"Okay!"
Before Blanc left, he looked back at Makarov: "Guild Master, Mira, don't worry too much, I will take care of it, you can continue purchasing."
Makarov nodded silently.
The four vertical and one horizontal figures soon disappeared on the street.
"Guild Master..." Mira looked worriedly at Makarov who kept his head down and remained silent.
At this time, the streets were still very lively, with colorful flags flying, people coming and going, and children laughing and playing in an endless stream.
Makarov's old face was filled with helplessness and grief, and his lips were trembling slightly.
"Why at this time..."
In a daze, the scene in front of me overlapped with a certain Harvest Festival many years ago.
"Grandpa, aren't you going to participate in Fantasia this year?" A small boy with short blond hair asked, tugging at the corner of his clothes.
"Hoho, didn't I make an appointment with you to watch it together this year?"
Little Laxus suddenly understood, and a smile suddenly appeared on his little face, "Yes!"
He happily ran to the front and started to lead. "Then let's go quickly! Go get a good position!"
As the boy ran, he shouted with longing in his eyes:
"Ah~ I really want to join Fairy Tail soon--"
Makarov followed happily. "Haha, you are still too young."
The grandfather and grandson excitedly came to the street where the parade was taking place. However, the crowd had already surrounded the street and there was no room to squeeze in.
Laxus, who was the same height as Makarov, stood on tiptoes desperately, jumping and jumping, but his sight was still blocked by the thick wall of people and he couldn't see anything.
He gradually stopped moving and lowered his head, his face full of disappointment. "I can't see anything..."
"Really? That's not possible."
Looking at his depressed grandson, Makarov smiled gently.
He took a step forward, picked up little Laxus, and placed him firmly on his shoulders.
Immediately afterwards, Giant Magic started quietly, and Makarov's height instantly surpassed everyone's wall.
"Eh!!"
After a brief panic, little Laxus quickly regained his composure.
He held his grandfather's head, looking down from a high position, staring at the beautiful Fantasia team below with his big eyes.
"Wow...!"
"How about it, Laxus! That's Wizard from Fairy Tail!"
"It's amazing... it's amazing! Grandpa!" Little Laxus waved his fist excitedly and shouted loudly,
"My grandpa is the best Guild Master!!"
The noise of reality flooded into my ears again.
Makarov woke up from his memories. He closed his eyes and murmured helplessly and sadly:
"When did you become like this...Laxus..."
At the same time, in a remote hotel on the edge of Magnolia.
The three "Thunder God Tribe" who had just returned from their mission opened the door to the agreed upon room with solemn expressions.
The light in the room was a little dim, and Laxus was sitting on the single sofa in the hotel room with his head lowered and a gloomy expression.
Hearing the movement of the door, he slowly raised his head and looked at the three people.
"The plan can officially begin, Freed, I will leave the preparatory work to you."
Freed's lips moved, and a trace of undetectable worry and struggle flashed in his eyes.
But then he thought that things had reached this point, and any further hesitation would only hinder Laxus.
His eyes condensed, and all the worries and doubts in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the determination that he regarded death as home, and he nodded solemnly.
"Don't worry, Laxus, leave everything to me!"
Laxus turned to look in the direction of the guild, a ferocious smile slowly appeared on his face, "Old man... You Guild Master, you've done it first!"