Fairy Tail Holy Light Magic

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Hmm? Zon?"

Makarov, startled by the strange voice, had a bubble on his nose burst, and looked at the people in the Council at the door with hazy eyes.

He murmured with a questioning tone.

The leading civil servant was named "Aileen Gaoge", who was good at text magic and some ancient text magic research. Because of his magical characteristics, he served as a secretary, responsible for the writing of manuscripts and action guidelines, as well as conveying the opinions, instructions and requirements of superiors and subordinates, and other administrative work.

After hearing Makarov's voice, Aileyen tilted his head to see Makarov, one of the ten saints, from behind a guild member.

His attitude immediately changed from indifferent to respectful. He took a few steps forward and walked to the bar. He raised his right hand and placed it on his chest, bending his body slightly:

"Master Makarov, I greet you here. I'm very sorry that I didn't notice you just now. I'm here to convey the Council's decision on Zorn's selection for the Holy Ten."

"Please also notify Zorn to come to the headquarters for the final assessment in ten days. This is the notice."

When expressing his purpose of coming here, Airen kept bending over. Under this action, his voice remained steady. After speaking, he presented the notice with both hands.

"Okay, I know. Thank you for your hard work. You can go." Makarov picked up the scroll, put it on the bar, and waved his hand, indicating that Airen could leave.

"It should be, Master Makarov, then I'll take my leave first." After Airen stood up, he saluted again and led the team out of the guild.

From the time Airen entered the guild to the time he left, the guild had been relatively quiet.

It was the first time that everyone saw the people of the Council being so respectful, and for the first time they felt that the title of President Saint Ten was still a bit important.

When the people of the Council usually perform their duties, the more normal ones have a very calm attitude just now, and some people are even more arrogant.

Not to mention that their guild has received penalty notices and some complaint letters because of the damage caused every time they perform tasks.

"Hahaha, what do you think, I am still very important as the president!"

Makarov looked at everyone looking at him in surprise, and was very proud. He stood up and put his hands on his waist and laughed loudly, without any sign of dozing off just now.

"President, NB."

"Awesome."

The guild took this opportunity to become more lively, and President Makarov even raised the wine glass that was bigger than his body and drank it with big gulps.

"Master, drink less, and don't you need to ask Zorn to come back early?"

Erusa stood aside and frowned slightly and asked Makarov a little worriedly.

After all, coming back from Tianlang Island, getting the scroll and going to the Council Headquarters, the time is still a bit tight.

"Well, I'll be back soon, don't worry, it's okay if it's late."

Makarov didn't regard the selection of the Holy Ten as a big deal at all, although the title of the Holy Ten is a recognition and honor of strength to some extent.

But it doesn't mean that those who don't get the title are not strong, nor does it mean that they have no contribution to the entire continent, nor does it mean that a person has problems with his quality.

Recognize yourself and believe in yourself, it's better than anything else.

"Ah, it's really delicious, another glass." Makarov raised his glass, showed his big white teeth to the bartender, and happily asked for another glass.

"Master, you can't drink anymore. Your health is more important. Give me the wine glass."

Erusa saw that the president was drinking recklessly and didn't care about his own health. She took the huge wine glass and put it away with magic.

"Just a little bit, drink a little bit more, okay."

When Makarov saw the wine glass disappear from his hand, his happy expression immediately became depressed. He gestured with his index finger and thumb, emphasizing that he only wanted to drink a little more, and looked at Erza with a flattering expression.

Is there a little doubt? As the president, the biggest person in the guild, why was he controlled by Erza and asked carefully?

Is there any need to ask? Of course it's love. Makarov is very happy that his daughter cares about his old father. His daughter is the caring little cotton-padded jacket of his old father.

If it was Laxus, Zorn or other boys, they would have been punched away by now, and finally they would have said:

"You little brat, it's a hundred years too early to control me"

"Okay, just a little bit."

Erza looked at the president's pitiful expression and softened her heart. Magic flashed, and a small wine glass was taken in her hand. She asked the waiter to pour half of it and handed it to the president.

"Pour a little more..."

"No, that's all." Erza refused to give in.

"Okay~_~"

"Hahahaha, the president is still controlled by Erza."

"You are so long-winded, you little bastards, hurry up and get to work for me."

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In the Magic Council, on a huge conference table, the speaker and a group of members were holding a meeting to vote.

"At this meeting, we hope to determine the personnel to be assessed. The information of the assessed personnel has been placed in front of you. Do you have any recommendations? Or do you recommend yourself?"

After the speaker finished speaking, he looked around and waited to see if anyone would speak.

And the members and some of the Holy Ten lowered their heads, picked up the information and looked through it.

"Fairy Tail, Zorn?"

"Crack, crack"

As the sound rang out, the information in the hands of a certain Saint Ten began to deform.

"What's wrong, Joseph, you have an idea, and you should collect your magic power."

The speaker looked up at Joseph, whose anger value soared and whose expression was distorted.

A large amount of black aura surged from Joseph, making the people around him look disgusted, but they were completely unaware.

"I recommend myself to serve as an examiner, and also test the level of those who take the test."

After hearing the speaker's reminder, Joseph collected his own magic power, and his expression returned to normal. He recommended himself calmly, but his eyes were not calm, with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Everyone, raise your hands and vote!"

When the speaker heard someone recommend himself, he hurriedly asked everyone to vote and stopped asking people to recommend. Otherwise, it would be unknown when this meeting would be held. Anyway, the level of the Saint Ten was enough for the assessment.

"Agree"

"Okay"

"....."

"Okay, then it's settled. Adjourn the meeting. Airen, notify everyone. That's it."

The speaker made the decision right away, and with his magic cane, he left the meeting room in a big stride.

"Yamaji, I didn't expect that you also agreed to Joseph as the examiner. Don't you know that Joseph and Makarov lost to Makarov in a fight when they were drunk last time, and he has been holding a grudge?"

"This time, he rushed to give Joseph a punching bag. Why don't you stop him?"

"Stop? If you stop, then you won't see a good show." Yamaji looked at a congressman with confusion.

He knew Zoen's strength very well. Even Makarov praised those guys and admitted that Zoen's current strength was not clear to him.

Let alone Joseph.

"Oh, from what you said, among the examinees, Zorn is very strong."

"Then I'll have to take a good look this time."

From this, it can be seen that Joseph is not very popular among the crowd.

At this time, Joseph was thinking hard in his heart how to play tricks on Zorn, but he didn't know what kind of terrifying existence he would encounter.

To be continued~