"Is that all? Any more questions?"
In a simply decorated yet exquisitely refined room, a young man sat on a high-backed chair, his long, slender fingers interlaced beneath his chin.
A wide yet elegant coat draped over his slim fra, while his pale golden hair cascaded naturally down the sides of his face.
His strikingly handso features were accompanied by a pair of deep, sky-blue eyes, which at this mont, glead with a chilling light.
"Hmph, a bunch of useless fools. To think they allowed themselves to be humiliated by Phantom Lord, a guild that's already on the decline. Those so-called S-Class Mages, the Elent 4—I could take all four of them down by myself. What the hell is the old man thinking? And those idiots in the guild, are they all brainless?" A voice, arrogant and filled with suppressed fury, echoed from a magic crystal in front of the golden-haired youth.
"Master will handle it," another voice spoke from a separate magic crystal.
Unlike the first, this one was calm, logical, and devoid of unnecessary emotion.
"Old man is strong. Joseph may be one of the Ten Wizard Saints, but to think he could defeat him? He'd need another million years." The arrogant voice was thick with disdain toward Joseph, the Phantom Lord's Guild Master, despite his prestigious title.
"Master is indeed powerful, but Joseph isn't a fool. He knows he can't win against him in a direct fight. This provocation—damaging our guild hall without harming any of our mbers—was calculated. Even the Magic Council will likely only issue a warning and a fine at most." The golden-haired youth spoke softly, his tone laced with a chilling edge.
"Noel, what do you think?" the calm voice suddenly inquired.
"This matter cannot be left unresolved. Even if Master wants to let it go, that doesn't an Phantom Lord will. This was an outright provocation. We must make sure they never forget the consequences of crossing us!"
His tone carried a suffocating, bone-chilling killing intent—an uncontrollable fury ready to be unleashed.
"Hahaha! Even you, who's usually so mild-tempered, have thoughts like this? Looks like you're truly furious this ti. Well then, tell —what's the plan? If it's interesting enough, I might just lower myself to cooperate with you."
"What do you want to do, Noel?"
The golden-haired young man did not answer imdiately.
Instead, he placed his hands on the two magic crystals.
Instantly, they emitted a dazzling light that lasted for several minutes before gradually dimming.
"I just transmitted a third of Phantom Lord's territorial map to each of you, while I kept the last third myself. The three of us will split up and wipe out all of Phantom Lord's branch guilds. That should make them behave a little more obediently."
"Heh... Interesting. I'm in." The arrogant voice now carried a tone of intrigue.
"...Fine." After a brief silence, the calm voice also agreed.
The two magic crystals darkened, signaling the end of the conversation between Fairy Tail's three strongest candidates.
Noel stood up and gazed out the window at the guild, which appeared desolate and battered under the moonlit sky.
A glint of cold determination flashed through his eyes.
(Phantom Lord... Joseph... if you dare bring harm to Fairy Tail, I will make you pay—tenfold, a hundredfold.)
His golden hair and white coat seed to lift slightly as if caught in an invisible breeze.
The next second, a flash of white light streaked across the room, and Noel's figure vanished.
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"That... should be the last target."
In a city, a golden-haired young man stood with his arms crossed atop the tallest clock tower, gazing at a distant building adorned with Phantom Lord's emblem. He muttered to himself.
Ding!
Suddenly, a small crystal at the boy's waist lit up.
"Hmm? A ssage from Mira?"
He picked up the magic crystal, and within it appeared a beautiful face streaked with tears.
"Mira! What's wrong?"
Seeing the crying girl reflected in the crystal, the young man's face was first filled with shock and worry, then quickly turned serious.
The silver-haired girl in the crystal wiped her tears and spoke.
"Noel, where are you? Hurry back! The guild is in trouble. Master Makarov led the mbers to fight Phantom Lord, but he was ambushed by one of their S-Class mages—Aria of the Air from the Elent 4. Master lost all his magic power, and with his defeat, our entire guild is collapsing. We're barely holding the fort. We can't contact Mystogan, and Laxus refuses to help, so you're our only hope, Noel!"
"Damn it!"
Upon hearing Mira's words, Noel punched the clock tower in frustration.
(I underestimated them... I didn't expect Joseph to completely disregard the Council's rules and launch a full-scale war against Fairy Tail. That bastard's goal wasn't just provocation—he wants total annihilation!)
There was no ti to regret his misjudgnt.
Noel imdiately responded to Mira through the magic crystal.
"Don't worry, Mira! I'm heading back at full speed right now! Laxus and Mystogan split up with to take down Phantom Lord's branch guilds. Laxus may act like a jerk, but deep down, he loves the guild. I don't think he doesn't want to co back—it's more likely he just can't make it in ti. Mystogan's situation is probably just as bad. Either way, you and Erza must hold the guild until I arrive!"
"Mhm! We'll do our best to hold on until you get back, Noel."
Mira nodded firmly, and with that, her image vanished from the magic crystal.
Crack.
The magic crystal in Noel's hand shattered as he crushed it with sheer force, breaking into several shards.
So of the fragnts embedded deeply into his palm, and crimson blood imdiately began to flow from the wounds.
"Absolutely... unforgivable... Joseph!"
His low voice carried a chilling, murderous intent.
Staring at Phantom Lord's branch in the distance, a sphere of light ford in his hand.
Without a second thought—without caring whether there were people inside—Noel casually flung the light sphere toward the building.
BOOM!
A few seconds of silence followed before a deafening explosion tore through the air.
It was as if a bomb had gone off—Phantom Lord's branch was obliterated, reduced to a ss of debris.
Screams, agonized cries, and furious curses rang out amidst the destruction.
Flas surged toward the sky, painting a scene of devastation—beautiful in its brutality, like a cruel symphony played on a piano of ruin.
Without sparing a single glance at the burning wreckage, Noel didn't use Wings of Light but instead transford into a streak of white light, shooting toward Magnolia at full speed.
(Wait for ... everyone. Please, don't act recklessly before I return. I... I can't bear the pain of losing anyone important to again. So please—stay safe.)
The thought weighed heavily on Noel's heart as he sped through the night.
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