Fairy Tail: Collapsing Stars

Chapter 308: Makarov, Are You Planning to Conquer the World?

"Please wait here for a moment. I'll go to the airship and bring them all down," Precht said softly as he slowly rose from his wheelchair, looking at Evan.

"No need to go through the trouble..." Evan replied with a smile, seeing through Precht's attempt to escape. He snapped his fingers lightly.

With a soft sound, five figures appeared in the Fairy Tail guild hall.

"What's going on?!" The five individuals looked around, bewildered by the sudden change of scenery. They remembered being on the Grimoire Heart airship, waiting quietly, when a loud noise and a flash of white light enveloped them, rendering them unconscious.

Yes, Evan's magic, unleashed as he descended upon the Grimoire Heart airship, had instantly incapacitated everyone aboard, including Bluenote.

As Evan had thought earlier, Grimoire Heart, in his eyes, was nothing more than a collection of insignificant opponents.

"Master, what is happening here?!" Among the five, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat, with long braided hair and a monkey-like appearance, crossed his arms and questioned Precht, who was seated in the wheelchair.

"Nothing much. I'm just back in my beloved guild, planning a friendly match with the guild members here," Precht replied coldly, his expression serious and devoid of emotion.

"Master, why are you in such a state?" The middle-aged man tilted his head, a hint of killing intent in his seemingly concerned question.

"Oh? Do you want to spar with me, Bluenote?" Precht retorted, unafraid of the man before him. In fact, after Evan had restored his heart, Precht's magic power had fully recovered, though his bones were still healing.

"Heh..."

The middle-aged man was none other than Bluenote Stinger, the vice master of Grimoire Heart. A cruel smile appeared on Bluenote's face as he stared at Precht.

"Boom!!"

In an instant, both Bluenote and Precht unleashed their formidable magic power.

"Master, Vice Master, please calm down!" A chubby man between the two tried to mediate, his expression nervous.

"Heh, Master, I was just stretching my muscles a bit. Don't mind me," Bluenote said after a while, realizing that Precht's deep and powerful magic hadn't diminished. He quickly withdrew his magic, signaling his submission.

"Hmph," Precht snorted, retracting his terrifying magic power.

The other four members of Grimoire Heart, who had been tense, sighed in relief. They couldn't imagine the devastation if Bluenote and Precht had fought here.

"So, who's my opponent?" Bluenote asked, crossing his arms again, eager to show his prowess in front of Precht.

Precht didn't answer but looked at Evan.

"Wait a moment," Evan said with a smile, instantly appearing before Gildarts.

"Sorry, Irene and Selene. Can I borrow this trash for a bit?" Evan asked the two women, who were pummeling Gildarts.

"Of course," Irene replied with a kind smile.

"It's not impossible," Selene added, "but if you take a man from me, you have to compensate. How about you? Come to my room tonight, and I'll teach you what adults do."

Selene provocatively lifted Evan's chin with her fingers, her seductive face close to his, whispering into his ear with her hot breath.

"Ehem..." Evan shivered and stepped back.

"Smack!"

At that moment, a large scaly hand grabbed Selene's head.

"What the...?" Selene, feeling something wet, touched her head and saw her fingers stained with blood.

"What are you doing, Irene?!" Selene shouted angrily, her veins popping, glaring at Irene.

"Uh, what are you talking about? I don't understand a thing," Irene responded, feigning ignorance, her eyes avoiding Selene's.

"Don't play dumb! You want to fight, don't you?" Selene grabbed Irene's face, forcing her to look into her eyes.

"If it's a fight, I'm never afraid," Irene replied coldly, knocking Selene's hand away, her purple eyes filled with determination.

"You..."

As their confrontation escalated, Precht, watching from his wheelchair, was stunned.

"So, those feelings earlier weren't wrong. These women are monsters, real monsters!" Precht's heart raced as he watched the terrifying power radiating from Irene and Selene.

"Damn it, how did they train? Can humans have such immense magic power?" Precht was perplexed, similar to how Mavis had felt when she first met Irene in the original story.

Precht had only one thought: Were Irene and Selene really human? Could humans possess such vast magic? With Evan included, what kind of guild had Makarov created?

"No! With this level of power, we might even stand a chance against Zeref's Alvarez Empire. Not even Mavis's child could withstand these two monstrous women," Precht thought, marveling at Makarov's achievements.

"Makarov, you've secretly built an incredibly powerful organization..." Precht thought, considering the possibility of world conquest with such strength.

"Precht, are you alright?" Makarov asked, noticing Precht's distressed look.

"Tell me, boy! When are you planning to launch your world conquest?!" Precht demanded, taking a deep breath, and looking at Makarov with a serious expression.

"What? What's going on?" Makarov was stunned by Precht's question.

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