Heartfilia Grand Mansion
In the warehouse annex, Jude had just listed 100,000 rings for sale on the Magic Net and watched in stunned silence as they sold out within re seconds.
As one of Fiore's wealthiest businessn, Jude was no stranger to large transactions, but even he couldn't hide his shock.
This business model was beyond anything he had ever imagined.
Since when did making money beco this easy?
The [Magic Net Express Delivery] teleportation circles flickered non-stop, instantly transporting the purchased rings to custors.
"Son-in-law, in just a few seconds, we made 2 billion J, with a profit margin of approximately 1 billion J," Jude said, his voice trembling.
"This is faster than robbing a bank!"
Jude stared in awe, muttering as though he couldn't believe his own words.
Even Nate was a bit surprised by the outco.
There had been no prior announcent, no promotion, and yet the stock sold out in seconds.
"Soone must be camping on the [Magic Net Marketplace], just waiting for inventory to drop," Nate mused, opening the backend to review the transaction data.
The largest single purchase was a bulk order of 10,000 rings.
Other large transactions included buyers purchasing hundreds or even thousands of rings in one go. These bulk buyers accounted for at least half of the orders. The rest were from regular custors purchasing ten, a few, or just one or two rings at a ti.
'Should I implent a purchase limit?'
Nate rubbed his chin in thought.
He wasn't particularly concerned about scalpers profiting off his rings; it wasn't like resale would hurt his bottom line.
However, he cared deeply about 'activation rates.'
If soone hoarded his rings in storage and didn't activate them, that would be unacceptable.
"Should we list another batch?" Jude asked, unable to hide his excitent. The speed and scale of the profits had him itching for more.
"Keep a portion in reserve. From now on, list 10,000 rings daily," Nate instructed.
"Also, post a notice on the store page. I'll tweak the program in a bit."
A purchase limit was clearly necessary.
Each account would now be restricted to buying 10 rings per transaction.
After bidding Jude farewell, Nate returned to Magnolia and imdiately began updating the [Magic Net Marketplace].
The modification itself wasn't particularly complicated; it took him less than half an hour to finish.
Essentially, it was a simple feature:
Sellers on the Magic Net Mall could now add a 'purchase limit' to their listed items.
Once the coding was complete, Nate didn't imdiately roll out the update. Instead, he opened the forum to check the latest posts.
As expected, there were plenty of complaints:
"The rings sold out instantly! What's going on?"
"Who has such fast hands? There were 100,000, right? I just took a sip of water, and they were gone!"
"When will they be restocked? @Jude_Hartfilia."
"I've been camping for days and didn't get even one ring..."
"@Sigma_Male, Nate-sama, please prepare more rings! 🙏"
"Looks like a purchase limit is definitely necessary," Nate murmured, closing the threads.
He quietly applied the changes to the store's backend.
As soon as he finished, a new friend request popped up on his screen:
[User 'Scarlet Empress' has sent you a friend request. Accept?]
[ssage:]
"Greetings, esteed god. May I ask what divine authority you preside over?"
"Who is this?" Nate raised an eyebrow.
The identity behind his Sigma Male userna wasn't exactly a secret.
Everyone on the Magic Net knew he was a mage from Fairy Tail, a mber of the Ten Wizard Saints, and the creator of the Magic Net—its so-called Master.
"Greetings, esteed god. May I ask what divine domain you govern?" Nate muttered to himself.
This was an interesting approach, Nate had to admit.
It was like how beautiful won often faced constant, predictable pickup attempts—eventually, they beca desensitized to the typical lines.
Nate felt the sa way about friend requests. He'd seen every excuse and gimmick under the sun.
But being called an "esteed god"? That was a first.
'Scarlet Empress...'
As he clicked [Accept], Nate began pulling up information on the user.
With developer-level access, Scarlet Empress's every move on the Magic Net was laid bare.
This was a brand-new account, registered just thirty minutes ago.
After registering, the user browsed multiple sections of the Magic Net, then participated in a [Magic Arena] match, where they obliterated a "Bronze-ranked" mage in record ti.
Intrigued, Nate dug into the battle logs.
The result? A one-shot KO.
It wasn't unheard of—Bronze rank wasn't exactly the pinnacle of skill.
But what caught his attention was the simulated magic star level of this "Scarlet Empress."
It was the highest of any user on the Magic Net to date.
"This kind of overwhelming magic power... It's definitely not your average mage. Scarlet Empress... Could it be 'her'?"
One na instantly surfaced in Nate's mind: Irene Belserion.
The 'creator of Dragon Slayer magic,' known as the "Mother of Dragon Slayers," and holder of the infamous title, 'Scarlet Despair.'
"She's crossed into Ishgar?"
"No... Did Hades accidentally spread the Magic Net to Alvarez while searching for Zeref?"
Nate pondered the possibilities.
At that mont, a private ssage arrived from Scarlet Empress.
Scarlet Empress: "Esteed God, it's an honor to beco your friend."
Nate chuckled. He was now 90% sure this was Erza's mother.
Even Mavis, upon first encountering the Magic Net, thought it was divine magic or perhaps a creation of a god.
Sigma Male: "Irene Belserion?"
For several monts, there was no response.
Finally, after a long pause:
Scarlet Empress: "I am honored that you know my na. 😊"
"She's learning quickly. Even using emojis now," Nate thought, bemused.
Sigma Male: "The founder of Dragon Slayer magic... Your talent is extraordinary."
Scarlet Empress: "You even know this? Truly worthy of being called a god."
'God?'
Nate snorted. 'What would she think if she knew I was dating her daughter?'
Scarlet Empress: "I seek your blessing, revered one. I am willing to offer everything in return."
'A blessing?'
Still, her request piqued his curiosity.
Sigma Male: "What exactly do you want?"
Scarlet Empress: "Because of the side effects of Dragon Slayer magic, I lost my sense of taste. In your [Magic Arena], for the first ti in over 400 years, I experienced it again. I believe you might be able to help . I wish to beco human again."
Irene had been transford into a dragon by her own Dragon Slayer magic, losing her sense of taste and the ability to sleep.
Sigma Male: "I might be able to help, out of consideration for your daughter."
Sigma Male: "I understand this is urgent for you, but don't rush. Let consult Igneel first."
anwhile, in the Alvarez Empire's capital...
Irene stared at the private ssage on her screen, a giant question mark floating above her head.
"...My daughter?"
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