Fairy Tail: The Nameless Grim Reaper

In the Kingdom of Fiore, a learning institution under the Magic Council - the Great Academy of Magic!

On the huge testing field, a black-haired boy stood on top of it, and a lot of students watching the excitement stood scattered below.

"Changing clothes!" The young man in Hei roared, stretched out his hands, and pumped up the meager magic power in his body with all his strength, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't store it. Summoned from a different space weapon!

And this summoning has been going on for more than half an hour!

"Hahaha! I'll just say it! How could this idiot Achill succeed!"

"That's right! It's a shame that he is still the dean's disciple! He can't even complete a dress-up magic until now?! It's really embarrassing for the dean and his old man..."

"In my opinion, trash like this should be directly expelled from the academy! It's like discrediting our academy here!"

Seeing that the young man was still unable to summon his magic weapon, the academies watching the excitement below all burst into laughter, and all kinds of sarcasm and contempt were heard incessantly.

"..." The young man bit his lips tightly, staring at his hands in a daze, as if feeling pained by his own incompetence, finally, the young man raised his head again, and the little magic power left in his whole body All the **** poured into his hands, and he roared in a hoarse voice, "Change!!"

Just as the young man finished speaking, there was a slight fluctuation in the air, and then a slender magic sword appeared in the young man's hands in a flash.

"Huh..." Seeing this, the young man finally let out a heavy breath, thinking happily, this time he finally succeeded!

"Tch~ So what if you get lucky? If you fight to the death with this level of dressing speed, you might be killed before you even have time to take out your weapon?!" See below After being taken aback for a moment, the lively students immediately continued to taunt.

"Haha, that's right! It takes more than half an hour to change clothes, so how can you fight?! Could it be that you wear weapons on your body every day?" A student sneered with disdain.

"That's right! Everyone, don't forget that his success rate of dressing magic is less than 20%!" A college with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks taunted harshly.

"Hahahaha—" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The young man who was a little excited about his success in the costume change, suddenly felt as if a pot of cold water had been poured on his head when he heard the words, and his heart became bitter again. Yes, my magic for changing costumes is indeed only 20%. Unbelievable success rate...

The black-haired boy's full name is Achill Augertins. He is twelve years old this year. He is an ordinary student in the Great Magic Academy. It's his magical prowess - it's just awful!

The occupation Achill learned was the magic swordsman among the mages, that is, the mage who used the magic of changing clothes! It's just that his talent is really bad! As we all know, dress-up magic is not too advanced magic, and it doesn't require much advanced talent to learn it. Generally, as long as you study it seriously, you can basically practice it successfully! Although the higher the talent, the higher the speed of changing clothes after learning to change magic, the speed of changing clothes at the proficient place is even more staggering! But even those with low talent and unskilledness will change gear very slowly, but that is compared to those with super fast speed! If you really want to calculate, in fact, it is not too slow.

But like Achill, it took more than half an hour to change clothes, but it has never happened before! Strictly speaking, the word 'slow' can no longer be used to describe this! This thing is simply TMD turtle speed! Do not! It should be said that the tortoise is faster than him! After all, half an hour is enough time for a turtle to run very far~

And that's not to mention, the most blood-vomiting part of Achill's dress-up magic is-his dress-up magic has a success rate of less than 20%? ! I have to say, this is really too cheating...

Withdrawing the magic long sword into his alien space, Achill walked down from the testing platform in a state of despair, his legs were still swaying as he walked. All the magic power; with his head bowed, he walked without saying a word, listening to the laughter from the crowd behind him, he couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, and his nails dug deep into the flesh.

"Don't be discouraged, Achill!" A figure flashed beside him, and a young man with a small black cut and several scars on his left face appeared beside Achill, patting him on the shoulder and comforting him in a low voice, " As long as you work hard, you will become stronger in the future!"

"You don't need to comfort me anymore, Dolan Barut..." Hearing this, Aqier smiled wryly, and sighed, "I know my own qualifications..." There was indescribable bitterness in the words.

"Maybe..." Looking up at the slightly dark sky, Achill seemed to mutter to himself, "I shouldn't have become a mage..."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Dolan Barut, turned around and walked towards his own residence.

"Achille..." Dolan Barut opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a pair of hands behind him.

Looking back, I saw a man in white glasses with long side hair and ponytail who was about his age pressing his shoulders. When he saw Dolan Barut looking at him, he shook his head slightly and explained softly: "Just leave him alone..."

"Alas—" Hearing this, Dolan Barut had no choice but to give up his plan to follow.

The name of this man in white clothes and glasses is Rahal, and like Doran Balut, he is one of the few friends who can talk to Achill in this big magic academy; there is no way, because Ah Kier's magical talent is really bad, so the students in the academy basically despise him, so they don't want to be friends with him, and Dolan Barut and Rahal have been with Aqier since they were young. They grew up, so the relationship between the three of them is naturally very good! It can even be said that Dolan Barut and Rahal are Achill's only two good friends...

Walking all the way back to his residence in silence, looking at the wooden door in front of him, Achill dared not go in for a while, but after hesitating for a while, he gently pushed open the wooden door in front of him.

"Creak—" With a soft sound, the wooden door was slowly opened, and Achill walked into the house lightly.

"I'm back..." As soon as I walked into the room, a gentle but slightly hoarse voice came from my ears. Looking up, I saw an old man with snow-white long hair leaning halfway on the bed by the window. At the head of the bed, the old face was looking at him kindly at this moment, with a sickly paleness on his face.

"Grandpa..." Looking at the old man's kind face, Aqier couldn't help but lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look into the old man's eyes.

"Come here..." Seeing Achill like this, the old man doesn't know why? However, he did not show a trace of reproach, but waved his hand to let Achill come to his bed, gently stroked Achill's little head, and the old man smiled lovingly, "As long as you work hard in the future, it will be fine." , there is no need to be so depressed, Grandpa believes that you will definitely become a great mage in the future!"

Hearing this, Achill lowered his head again guiltily. He knew that grandpa was just comforting himself, because grandpa had said this sentence to him many times.

"Alas..." As if he knew that his consolation hadn't had the slightest effect, the old man sighed slightly and didn't say anything more. After all, he couldn't help with this kind of thing.

The old man's full name is Albert Augtins, and he is the current dean of this great magic academy! The old man had no children all his life, and Achill was naturally not his own grandson, but the only survivor he rescued from a group of bandits who were massacring the village during a trip ten years ago!

Albert saw that there were no other survivors in the village where Achill originally lived, and after several inquiries, he learned that Achill had no relatives in this world, and thought that he was also alone, So he decided to adopt him, and adopted the young Achill as his grandson and disciple! Named Achill Augertins…

In fact, for the magical talent of Achill, his grandson and disciple, Albert felt helpless besides regretting it. To put it a little harshly, Achill doesn't have the talent to become a mage at all!

Although Achill can use dress-up magic, what is the difference between his dress-up magic and no magic? !

Thinking of this, Albert couldn't help feeling a deep sigh in his heart.

The days continue to live like this. Apart from practicing his dress-up magic desperately every day, Achill just listens to his grandfather's teachings. The days are very monotonous! On the contrary, Dolan Barut and Rahal would often visit him, and would force him out to play from time to time! In their words, practicing magic must also pay attention to the combination of work and rest. If you just practice hard by yourself, it will not have much effect.

But God is always so changeable and ruthless, this kind of life has only passed for more than a month, and a bad news comes suddenly! Dean Albert of the Great Magic Academy, who had been ill for a long time, passed away...

Undoubtedly, this incident dealt a huge blow to Achill. When he saw his grandfather who loved him so much lying quietly on the white coffin, never opening his eyes, Achill felt like He ran out like crazy!

"Achille—" Dolan Barut and Rahal naturally followed after seeing this situation. They were afraid that Achille, who had been hit hard, would do something stupid when he was temporarily insane! It's no wonder that the two of them think so, it's because they clearly know the important position that Dean Albert holds in Achill's heart!

However, the two of them still underestimated the degree of madness of Achill. Under the extremely sad situation, Achill broke out with speed and strength far exceeding ordinary people! Even with the help of Dolan Barut's teleportation magic, he was quickly lost under Achill's irrational rush.

There is no way, one is because Doran Barut’s teleportation magic is not very proficient after all, two is bringing a person (Rahal) with him, and the third is because Achill’s running route is completely irregular Can follow! Following these three disadvantages is inevitable...

But even though they were lost, the two of them were still searching earnestly based on some scattered answers from passers-by, trying to find Achill's trace again!

When the two of them were searching hard, the sky was unseasonably heavy with rain. The so-called bad weather probably refers to the current situation.

However, Dolan Barut and Rahal did not give up their search because of this, because Achill is their best friend after all. It's out of concern about the situation of their friends, and they will never give up looking for them easily!

On the other hand, Achill, who was extremely sad, was running crazily along an unknown river at this time. The heavy rain had already soaked his clothes, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. In general, they are still running wildly regardless!

"You're lying! You're lying! Grandpa, grandpa, he—" The clear liquid that couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes while he was running, and Achill roared in pain, "Impossible just This is how you left me!!"

"Ah—" Suddenly his feet slipped, and Achill screamed instinctively, and then his body fell to the side uncontrollably.

"Plop—" Achill fell into the rapids of the river, and the icy water instantly submerged his figure. He himself was slightly sobered up by the stimulation of the icy water, but he didn't Instead of struggling, he allowed himself to be submerged by the rushing river. After his grandfather died, he had nothing to love, and he thought to himself mockingly: "Perhaps a waste like me should die like this..."

"I'm sorry, Doran Balut, Rahal, in the next life, let's continue to be friends..."

Achill's consciousness became more and more blurred, and in the end, it turned into complete darkness.

At the same time, in a certain apartment on the earth, a certain house is sitting by the computer and staring at the Zanpakuto illustration book on the screen. Looking at the various Zanpaku knives, a few drops of saliva flow out of the corner of his mouth. .

"Alas, it would be great if I could time travel..." Looking at the popular fanfiction books introduced in the corner of the Chinese website, a certain house couldn't help laughing wretchedly, "Hmm! If only I could time travel to "Death God" The world of " couldn't be better~ Hehehe, then I will decisively and without hesitation put Yoruichi, Daimori, Ranju, Orihime, Nilu, and Harribel Wait, wait, all the beauties will be overthrown!! When the time comes, we will sleep together~ quack quack quack quack..." Thinking about it, there seemed to be such a live **** scene in front of my eyes, and my saliva couldn't help but overflow again , Even the keyboard was wet.

His name is Chen Wuming, he is 20 years old this year, he is a standard nerd and a veteran death fan! The great love for God of Death has almost reached an inextricable level! Except for Shinigami, he doesn't read any other manga! He doesn't care about other things such as national affairs! Of course, even if you want to take care of yourself, you are not qualified~

Among the Grim Reapers, apart from those eye-catching beauties, those Zanpakutos are naturally the most attractive to him! Especially those Zanpakuto of the captain level, all of them are handsome~ I thought it would be great if I had one too! Take it out to pull the wind? ! But other than dreaming, it can only be thought about in his heart... Although there are many toy Zanpakuto imitated according to its style, he is not brain-dead enough to buy one to play with!

If the time goes back more than ten years, it is still possible~ It's not because of his resentment, but because of those models-it's so **** **** up! TMD is simply a toy for children to play house!

Thinking of this, Chen Wuming couldn't help feeling a burst of resentment in his heart, thinking that you unscrupulous manufacturers f***ing knives look like they're going to die? ! Chrysanthemum will not be exploded~ As for making it like a baby educational toy? In other words, spending a little more cost and TMD won't be impotent... It's really unscrupulous!

"Alas, people of my generation, when will we be able to truly time travel..." He sighed, picked up a bottle of Erguotou on the computer desk, and poured it down; I have done some time-travel experiments in the described clips, such as being struck by lightning (connected to high-voltage electricity), getting into a car accident (bicycle), and committing suicide by masturbating (what?!) and so on~

As a result, it turned out that the matter of time travel is really cheating! Especially the way of time travel described in those novels is the baa dad among the TMD cheaters! So far, he hasn't had a successful example (nonsense!), on the contrary, he almost killed his own life a few times...

"If there is such a thing as time travel in the world, if time travel is really everywhere, then just let me just drink like this and choke to death!" Chen Wuming couldn't help laughing at himself, "Facts have proved that this is impossible! So such a thing as time travel is impossible!" After finishing speaking, he continued to raise the bottle and poured it into his stomach. With Erguotou.

"Gulu Gulu—huh?" While drinking heavily, the mobile phone placed on the computer desk suddenly vibrated, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Chen Wuming's eyes slanted, and while continuing to drink heavily, he reached for the mobile phone on the table, but it turned out to be a cup - the chair under his buttocks suddenly lost its center of gravity, and Chen Wuming fell headfirst to the ground! This is not the worst! Worst of all - he choked on the drink!

"Cough cough cough—" fell to the ground, Chen Wuming grabbed his throat and coughed desperately, alcohol is a strong thing! Generally, even if you can drink a lot, you must avoid drinking too much at one time! Otherwise, like Chen Wuming, he would be easily choked...

But Chen Wuming was clearly choked this time, his face flushed like a pig's liver! The most terrible thing is - now he seems to be clogged by alcohol, so he can't breathe? !

Before losing consciousness, Chen Wuming's only thought was, I depend on it! Really choked to death from drinking? !

By the time someone found out what was going on here, Chen Wuming had already passed away~ Hence, Chen Wuming was furious! He successfully provided a negative typical case to the masses of famous people! It has also been specially included in textbooks by education departments around the world, and it is used to warn those who like to drink all the time—this guy is a fool! Let's never learn from him!

You said, if Chen Wuming had a spirit in the sky, would he say "Brother is also a famous person" in embarrassment? After all, although his life sounds a little embarrassing, in a sense, he is indeed a figure recorded in history! And it's a general history of the world...although it's just a negative textbook~

However, is everything really over? Is Chen Wuming just such a miserable burp? ! The answer—who knows~

(PS: Let’s open the book again and play with others~)