The Super Brain System In Fairy Tail

"Master Warrod.

"Lord Warrod.

As soon as Warrod came in,

Both Loya and Makarov said immediately with surprises on their faces.

"You're back, what did the Magic Council say?" Makarov asked quickly.

"Master Warrod, did those old guys bully you or something? If so, let's beat them together. Loya" said viciously.

The large and small responses made Warrod shake his head and chuckle.

"Don't make a fuss, don't forget that I am a heavenly king, even the president of the council has to give some face, this is the end of the matter."

"That's good."

Hearing this, Makarov felt a little relieved.

Although I knew that Warrod came forward and could solve it smoothly without any accident, I still had some small worries in my heart.

In this regard, Loya asked curiously.

"By the way, how did you threaten them, Mr. Warrod."

According to Loya's knowledge, Mr. Yajima is the only one among the many councillors, and the rest are not so good at talking.

"It's nothing, just let them make a choice and give up the title of Heavenly King if they don't agree to me.

Warrod said lightly.

"Abandoning the title of King? Lord Warrod, you...

Makarov's eyes widened.

And compared to him, Loya's reaction wasn't much better.

The title of King Ishgar is the pinnacle in the true sense. It is not something that can be obtained casually. It is the glory that many mages long for.

He didn't expect that Old Man Warrod would easily give up such glory for himself.

This is not only as simple as abandoning the glory, but also a challenge to the Magic Council.

"Master Warrod,

"Don't worry, they won't dare to do anything to me."

With a sallow palm resting lightly on Loya's head, Warrod laughed.

"If you can't even protect your own family, then what's the use of such a title, this is the original intention of us guys to create the guild for a long time.

"What's more, the guild has been silent for so many years, and it is rare that a rare seedling has appeared after Gildarts. How can I do nothing."

"Lord Warrod."

Makarov's eyes were filled with emotion when he saw the people of the previous generation still staunchly guarding the guild.

Loya did not speak, and his heart was also touched.

There was an elder who resisted the entire Magic Council for himself. No matter how casual he was, he still couldn't calm down.

But just when Loya wanted to say something.

The next second, Warrod's words froze the emotion on Loya's face.

"Don't worry about this, until it's completely over.

"The Magic Council can give up the punishment during the negotiation, but because you defeated two sub-ten, a new star of the Magic Council, and made a scene in the central city this time, the Magic Council lost a lot of face.

"President Crawford has asked you to serve as Ten Wizard Saints, and at the same time serve on the Magic Council, in order to restore the Magic Council's prestige."

"No way!"

Makarov and Loya cried out.

At the same time, they made a sound and showed a shocked expression at the same time, but the starting points of the two were completely different.

One is shocked, the other is desperate.

Makarov was shocked by the Magic Council's disposition.

This is not a punishment, it is a reward!

In the previous words, he would not be surprised. Loya who defeated Jose completely became the Holy Ten. At that time, he still had some small expectations in his heart.

But everything was completely shattered when Loya swept the central city.

I thought there was no hope at all, but I didn't expect it to be the same in the end.

At this time, even Makarov not only lamented Loya's shit luck, but Loya didn't think so.

The Ten Wizard Saints are a total drudgery, often fighting against the Dark Guild, no different from the Magic Council's shield, let alone serving on the Magic Council.

It's no different from a nightmare.

He just wanted to learn magic quietly, and he had no other thoughts at all.

So, Loya's big, pitiful eyes flashed, and he pulled Warrod and said.

"Mr. Warrod, can you discuss with them, or if you don't punish me, I don't care about the tenth and the post. I have a mental illness and can only stay in the guild, and I can't go anywhere."

"Is there such a thing?"

Warrod froze for a moment.

He has heard of practicing magic, and he has gone crazy, but he has never heard of mental illness.

And judging from previous battles, Loya doesn't look like someone with a mental illness.

Warrod doesn't know, doesn't mean Makarov is the same.

"Master Warrod, ignore this guy, he's just lazy, if he hadn't forced him to come this time, he might still be hiding in the guild and won't go out."

"He doesn't want the title of Holy Ten, he simply doesn't want to do things.

"It's better to just give him one thing to do, to save him from doing bad things every day."

Makarov unceremoniously exposed Loya's hypocritical face.

"Don't even want the title of Holy Ten?"

Warrod was stunned at first when he heard the words, and then he felt more and more incredible about Loya.

The fact that he can abandon the title is that he has lived for more than a hundred years, and he has completely seen everything, and nothing can shake him.

But Loya was only a teenager.

At the time of his youth, he did not have the slightest desire for the honor that ordinary people could not expect.

In addition, there is no arrogance of the strong, and everything he does is arbitrary, which is completely different from the impression of fairies in his heart.

think of this,

Warrod gradually understood why Loya was so young but possessed such great strength.

Don't be moved by external things, just go with the nature,

Isn't that exactly what a wizard should have?

But this mentality doesn't matter if it's an ordinary mage, but Loya can't.

From the previous conversation (Nuo's), although Makarov didn't say anything directly, Warrod could also feel that Makarov clearly intended to cultivate Loya as his heir.

Really good temperament in terms of character.

At this time, Loya only wanted to get out of trouble, but did not know the true thoughts of the two.

If he learns what Makarov and Warrod are thinking, he immediately runs away.

He simply wanted to study magic and enjoy the happiness brought by magic comprehension, but he didn't intend to pay attention to so many troubles.

Warrod Loya still had a sad face, raised his brows slightly, and said more and more seductively.

"You don't have to be so depressed, the council won't eat you, at most you need your help sometimes, and it will trouble you, and it may not be called several times in a few years.

"Look at me, even if I'm the king of heaven, don't I live very comfortably?

What's more, "If you enter the Magic Council, you are also eligible to select magic from the Magic Council." Ming,

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