Hughes's Fatal Flaw
An ice sculpture stands beneath the bar.
Natsu's eyes were fierce, like a cannibalistic demon, as he forcefully pressed against Gray's head. "Gray, Wakaba asked me for help, not you!"
Not to be outdone, Gray suddenly exerted force with his head, causing Natsu to stagger backward.
"Ha, you're slow yourself, and you're blaming others?"
Staggering backward, Natsu swung his arms to barely steady himself. "Drowsy Eyes, do you want to fight?"
"Who's afraid of you, you squinty-eyed devil!"
"Bang!"
The two men's heads collided violently, they glared at each other, and then started fighting.
"Bang!"
"Click!"
The fiery fist clashed with the icy fist, and the two remained locked in a stalemate for a moment. As the veins on their arms bulged, the atmosphere became slightly tense.
Suddenly, Happy spread his pure white wings, holding a small red flag high in his hand, and flew over the two of them.
"Alright, Natsu and Gray's seventh match of the week is officially starting!"
As the cat-like words fell, Natsu seemed to activate a hidden backup energy source, and his entire body burst into flames.
With a furious roar, flames suddenly erupted from Kongxian's left hand, which then slammed down violently.
"Bang!"
Gray, who never expected Natsu to be so despicable, was instantly blasted away. After gliding through a slightly graceful arc, he smashed the table in front of Erza into pieces with a loud bang.
Erza, holding a knife and fork, sat stiffly in her chair like a wooden statue, her clear eyes glazed over.
It's gone, the strawberry cake is gone. The most delicious part of the cake that she specially saved for last is gone...
At that moment, Gray scrambled to his feet in front of Erza, his body radiating coldness, and stormed toward Natsu in a rage.
That despicable Natsu attacked us! We must teach Natsu a lesson he won't forget.
Erza glanced at Gray's back, which was covered in strawberry cake, and her blank stare instantly turned cold.
"Clang, clang!"
The knight's sword was drawn from his waist in an instant, its blade flashing with a cold light.
Erza:(╬◣д◢)
Natsu and Gray, who were locked in fierce combat, suddenly felt a chill. They stopped fighting and separated, frowning as they stared at each other.
"Snap!"
Suddenly, the chairs parked in front of them split in two...
Gray and Natsu both turned their heads in confusion, and the next moment, the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
"Ah, Erza?" x2
"We were just playing, we weren't fighting!" x2
Natsu and Gray, who were just fighting fiercely, were now sweating profusely, their arms around each other, their legs swaying.
In front of them, Erza, clad in armor, was walking towards them. Her face was dark, like a vengeful ghost returned from hell, exuding a terrifying aura.
He dragged his long sword along the ground, the sharp blade colliding with the solid ground, sparks flying.
Natsu and Gray swallowed hard, then pressed themselves even closer together.
"Ah, Erza!" x2
Erza, whose mind was filled with thoughts of strawberry cake, didn't want to hear anything. She slightly turned her wrist, gripping the sword hilt with a reverse grip.
The next second, the longsword was raised high, and with a whooshing sound, it suddenly slashed down at the two of them.
"Ah, Erza has gone mad!"
Terrified, Natsu and Gray immediately separated and scrambled to escape in opposite directions.
Erza, still seething with resentment, held her longsword high, occasionally flashing behind the two and suddenly striking with her sword.
"Snap!"
"Bang!"
As a result, innocent bystanders were inevitably caught in the crossfire. The others who were almost accidentally injured by Erza dared not speak out, and instead vented their anger on Natsu and Gray, the culprits.
Reedus, paintbrush in hand, stared helplessly at the canvas split in two on the floor, his eyes twitching...
"Natsu, don't run! Pay up!"
"Ha, Reedus, Erza broke your drawing board, why are you asking me for compensation?" Natsu replied, turning his head as he leaped to dodge Erza's sword thrust.
Reedus:... If I dared to ask Erza for money, I wouldn't need to talk to you right now...
"I don't care. If you hadn't provoked Erza, Erza wouldn't have ruined my canvas. It's all your fault," Reedus continued.
Having said that, he strode forward with his long, slender legs, like chopsticks, and joined the army capturing the forest fire-and-ice people.
In just a short while, he wasn't the only one implicated by Natsu and Gray.
At this moment, a cat -Nezumi game is unfolding within the Fairy Tail guild.
Under Erza's leadership, over 90% of the guild members were frantically trying to corner Natsu and Gray, those two slippery little Nezumi.
Natsu and Gray used various chairs to avoid attacks.
"Boom, boom!"
In the blink of an eye, smoke and dust filled the guild hall, creating a foul and chaotic atmosphere. Needless to say, the tables and chairs were in terrible condition; not a single one was in good condition...
Makarov sat at the bar, sighed, reached into his waistband, pulled out a 100,000 J note, and handed it to Laki, who was helping out behind the bar.
He was suddenly relieved that the guild had a Wood-Shaped Mage.
"Laki, could you please fix up the guild tonight?"
Laki wiped the water droplets from her hands, smiled brightly as she accepted the gift, "Okay, President, I'll use the Love's Shy Dam to fix them!"
Makarov:... Never mind, he was too lazy to even comment...
Carefully placing the 100,000 J into her pocket, Laki was incredibly excited. With this 100,000 J, she had saved enough money to buy ancient torture instruments.
On the other side, Hughes, disguised as someone who had just arrived at the guild, was standing with Mira at the guild's main entrance, watching intently as a group of people ganged up on Natsu and Gray, occasionally making clicking noises.
It's good, I want to see it...
At that moment, Gildarts, who was sitting at the bar, raised his hand to greet Hughes, Hughes nodded in response.
Then he leaned down and whispered a few words in Mira's ear. Mira's expression immediately froze, and the demonic arm that had not been seen for a long time reappeared.
Watching Mira storm off towards Lisanna, Hughes smiled with satisfaction.
Soon after, Hughes sat next to Gildarts, and, with a sense of satisfaction, took a few sips of wine as the screams of men and women reached his ears.
This is a really good life!
Gildarts raised the barrel and clinked it against Hughes, whispering, "You've got some nerve, kid. You almost ripped the sky off Ishgar!"
"How did you know?" Hughes asked, puzzled. Mira had told him that Makarov hadn't told anyone about his situation.
Gildarts shook his head. "I guessed it from the contents of the Recording Magic Crystal released by the Magic Council."
Your disguise wasn't sophisticated enough; you forgot you have a fatal flaw. Anyone who knows you can easily guess that the fake Jose who sabotaged the Magic Council is you.
Hughes got up and filled the barrel of wine in his hand, gesturing for him to continue.
"For a powerful mage, it's not difficult to see whether a person has magical power within them!"
Upon hearing Gildarts's words, Hughes immediately understood.
He used the Flame-Flame Fruit so much that he forgot he was a non-magic user and that there was no source of magic in his body.
At this moment, Makarov suddenly spoke up, "This is also one of the reasons why I stopped you."
However, if you only want to conceal your identity as a non-magician, I have a way to do that.