"Fairy Tail's annual 24-Hour Endurance Race is now underway!!"
"I'm Jason, an editor from Sorcerer Magazine, reporting live with excitent!!"
A young man with short yellow hair held a microphone excitedly, standing beneath the stage of Fairy Tail's 24-Hour Endurance Race, shouting energetically at the magic cara crystal beside him.
Jason, an editor for Sorcerer Magazine, was always in charge of covering Fairy Tail-related content.
"Ladies and gentlen, thank you for joining this year's Fairy Tail 24-Hour Endurance Race!"
"Before the race begins, as your guild master, I'll repeat the rules! All participants will start at the front gate of Fairy Tail, head to the Coudre Mountains about a hundred kiloters away, retrieve an apple with a special mark, and then return here to submit the apple to complete the race..."
"As usual, the top three participants to return will receive generous rewards. However, the mbers who fail to return or co in last will face a harsh punishnt. Hehehe, thinking about this year's punishnt is so exciting!"
Makarov stood on the temporary podium, grinning sinisterly at the assembled Fairy Tail mages below.
"So scary! The master is so scary..."
The mages took a step back, intimidated by Makarov's eerie smile.
"In the end, the master is just looking forward to the punishnts, right?"
Macao looked at Makarov's sinister smile with resignation.
"Hehe, what 24-Hour Endurance Race? It's just the master wanting to ss with the guild mbers again..."
Wakaba sighed, the cigarette in his mouth no longer tasting as good.
"Sister, the race is about to start. Are you sure you're okay with this?"
Elfman, exuding a masculine aura with his hair tied up, looked at Mirajane, who was wearing a short skirt and asked softly.
"Ara~ I almost forgot. Since we're outside the guild, I don't need to wear this uncomfortable outfit anymore, right?"
Mirajane smiled at Elfman, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Eh?!"
Elfman was montarily stunned by her words.
"Hehe..."
Before Elfman could react, Mirajane untied the headband holding her bangs. Her snowy bangs fell, covering her smooth forehead. Then, she gathered her long hair and tied it into a high ponytail with the sa headband.
"Erza's Requip~"
After changing her hairstyle, Mirajane's deanor shifted from a sweet girl next door to a feisty tomboy. But she wasn't done yet. Looking at her floral dress, she smiled and used the Requip magic she had learned from Erza. Though she couldn't combine magic and combat like Erza, she could still change her outfit.
"Buzz~"
In a flash of light, Mirajane's beautiful dress was replaced by a sports bra and hot pants.
"Mirajane is back!!"
Mirajane shouted, her voice full of spunk.
As she said, she had to be gentle in the guild, but now outside, she could be herself again.
"Erza, let's settle this!"
Mirajane's eyes glead with determination, reverting to her fierce persona.
"A challenge? Let's do it, Mirajane! I accept your challenge..."
"But rember, I won't hold back..."
Erza's brown eyes sparkled with red lightning, exuding queenly confidence.
"You're really confident, Erza..."
"Hehe, you talk big, but this year I'll defeat you!"
Mirajane's smile was forced, but her resolve was clear.
"You've never beaten ."
Erza's confidence remained unshaken.
"Ur, it's ti to settle our score this year."
Laxus, with headphones blasting heavy tal, smirked at Ur, his hands in his pockets.
"Ara~"
"Feeling confident this year, Laxus?"
Ur smiled at Laxus, who was exuding powerful magic close to the level of the Ten Wizard Saints.
"Ur, sotis you need to look down. Those you consider juniors might catch up to you..."
Laxus's magic surged as he spoke.
"Is that so? But rember, Laxus, you're not the only one improving..."
Ur smiled, releasing a cold aura even stronger than before.
"This magic..."
Laxus shivered, feeling Ur's icy power.
Without a doubt, Ur had not only surpassed the Ten Wizard Saints but was also on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of human limits. Given ti, she might even touch non-human realms.
"Interesting!"
Laxus's eyes glead with excitent, ready for the challenge.
"Blast them away! Blast them all away!!"
"Gahaha..."
Natsu, engulfed in flas, laughed at the front of the group.
"Aye!"
Happy perched on Natsu's head, equally excited.
"There's nothing in front of you to blast away, Natsu..."
Gray looked at Natsu in exasperation.
"Seriously, we ice mages can't understand this hotheaded idiot's logic..."
Lyon nodded in agreent with Gray.
"Gray, Lyon, your clothes..."
Cana, after downing a bottle of red wine, noticed Gray and Lyon's nakedness and pointed it out.
"Clothes? When did I lose them?"
"Damn, must've left them in the guild. No ti to get them now..."
Gray and Lyon were shocked, realizing they had no ti to fetch their clothes before the race started.
"These idiots..."
Ultear, watching Gray and Lyon's antics, sighed. She had given up trying to change them.
"Focus and give it your all in the race."
Kagura tightened her headband, resembling rabbit ears, and prepared herself for the race.
"Why so serious? The last place is already decided, right?"
Macao scratched his face, puzzled by everyone's seriousness. The last place was surely predetermined.
"Indeed..."
Wakaba nodded, glancing at the bandaged man in the wheelchair.
That man, Gildarts, was known as a scoundrel...
Recently, Gildarts did sothing everyone in the guild wanted to do but didn't dare, resulting in his current state.
"The race isn't over yet! Don't think I'll lose just because I lost my legs..."
Gildarts's eyes burned with determination despite his injuries.
"What a resilient man~"
"Shall we break all his bones next ti?"
"Ara, sounds fun. He won't die even if his organs are removed, right?"
Not far from Gildarts stood two stunning won, Irene and Selene, discussing bloodthirsty ideas.
Behind them stood a young man with short auburn hair, Evan. Behind Evan was the despicable dragon Kurnuki, who stood nervously, resisting the urge to cause trouble.
"Hey, hey, hey~"
"No way! Irene, Selene, Evan, and Kurnuki are participating too?"
"How can we compete now?"
"With Irene here, we can't win..."
"True, but we can still participate and laugh at Gildarts for coming last."
"Yeah, let's do that. It's rare to have such a chance..."
The guild mbers, noticing the formidable fourso, gave up on winning and focused on not finishing last.
"Ara~ Selene, the guild mbers are afraid of you~"
Irene smiled at Selene.
"Hmph~"
Selene snorted, indifferent to those who feared her.
Originally, Selene was popular among the guild's n until she beat Gildarts into a mummy in five minutes. Since then, everyone saw her as soone not to be ssed with, like Irene.
Especially knowing that Irene and Selene were familiar and had a good relationship, the guild mbers beca even more cautious.
Although they were usually lively and mischievous, they weren't suicidal enough to provoke Irene or Selene.
"So, the race begins!!"
As Makarov announced the start of the race, the sky darkened, the sun disappeared, and a giant moon appeared.
"What is..."
The guild mages were stunned by the sight.
"Ti Stop!"
In an instant, the mages' shocked expressions froze as everything, including magic and the flow of air, stopped. It was as if ti in Magnolia had been paused.
"You won't get first place this year, Irene!!"
Selene licked her lips, looking at Irene.
"Hehe, let's see if you can stop !"
Irene's eyes glowed with killing intent as she smiled coldly at Selene.
"As expected, troubleso things always happen..."
Evan, immune to the ti stop due to his high resistance, pretended to be affected, feeling tired but trying to avoid trouble by acting frozen.
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