Grass, stones, and other materials can all be transformed into chains.

Of all the chains, the strongest was the one she made of blood—the Red Thread Chain.

Both its defense and sharpness are maxed out.

Among the red thread locks, there is a special type of chain—the "marriage lock," which can only be used once in a lifetime.

Originally, these chains were meant to bind the person she married, so that their fates would be intertwined and they could borrow each other's magic.

Yefried can borrow her magic from a distance, but she cannot use Yefried's deception magic.

In short.

She was thinking that they might as well perish together, so that this powerful and elusive dark mage could not be allowed to harm the world—once the marriage lock was placed on her, Yefrit's magic would have no effect on her.

Yefritte was dumbfounded; even clarifying the misunderstanding was useless now.

Although they were bound by a marriage lock.

However, Yevlit was extremely averse to Tiffany, the violent female gorilla.

Tiffany also called Yefrit "Crispy Goose"—proud like a goose, but a crispy one.

Her straightforward nature also made it difficult for her to tolerate Yefrit's dark personality.

and so.

The two have been avoiding each other, and their relationship is strained.

When Mirajane learned of this, she found Tiffany and became good friends with her. However, even with Mirajane's mediation, the root of the conflict between the two was irremovable.

Unless, as it is now, Yefried has completely changed her personality.

But this is not what anyone wants to see.

Including Tiffany.

"What are you doing?!" Tiffany suddenly blushed, feeling as if someone had touched her thigh.

“So bouncy, so smooth,” Yefrit said. “This feeling is actually quite nice.”

"Sniff—hmm, it smells pretty good. Take off your shoes and let me see them, jailer."

"You bastard, you've even gone from S to M!" Tiffany exclaimed angrily, grabbing Yefrit's ear and saying, "If you do something like this, I'll contact Miss Mirajane right now!"

"Is this what you call a threat?" Yefrit laughed, and even became more aggressive in her teasing.

“You rascal, didn’t you ever think—” Tiffany paused, then said, “Miss Mirajane will cry if things turn out like this!”

"Pshaw, what does it matter to me whether she cries or not?"

Yefrit said dismissively, "But I am a little tired of playing, so let's call it a day."

He released his grip and said, "Miko."

Miko reached out and placed her hand on Yefrit's body.

A magical power surpassing even Nirvana erupted.

'call--'

A breeze blew.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! You violent gorilla, let go of me! You bastard, you took this opportunity to beat me up!" Yefrit yelled.

Tiffany then got up.

"Hiss—" Yefrit sat up, feeling sore all over!

This is a side effect of excessive exercise.

"Damn it, it hurts so much, that's why I said fighting personally was definitely a bad idea! This soreness will probably take several days to subside, damn it!" Yefrit even imagined the scene of her having difficulty squatting down to go to the toilet in the following days.

"Is it that serious?" Tiffany looked at him with disdain.

“You try it?!” Yefrit said angrily.

“It’s not like I haven’t tried before. I break through my limits every day during my training,” Tiffany said.

“There’s no reasoning with a violent woman like you.” Yefrit turned her head away, gently rubbing her joints and ligaments.

Upon seeing this, Tiffany knelt down and reached out to press Yevlit's calf.

"Ah—" Yefrit cried out in pain, quickly pulling her leg back, then glared angrily at Tiffany and said, "What are you doing!"

"Silly girl, you need to rub it hard in this situation, and it will make you feel much better tomorrow and the day after." Tiffany reached out again, pressed Yefrit's calf, and rubbed it carefully.

"..." Yefrit gritted her teeth, her face contorted in rage.

"Pfft." Seeing Yefrit's expression, Tiffany laughed out loud. She reached out and pressed Yefrit's head into her arms, saying, "Let's distract her."

"."

Half a minute later.

Yefried shoved Tiffany away abruptly, then gasped for breath and shouted, "Give up!"

“You really don’t know how to enjoy your good fortune. Never mind.” Tiffany stood up and said, “You killed that old man before, but he didn’t die. He can be used as a clue. I’m going to track him down now. You can lie down by yourself.”

“Wait, no!” Yefrit grabbed her ankle.

"What are you doing?" Tiffany looked at him.

“I didn’t ask you for help, so take me back the same way you brought me here,” Yefrit said.

"You're going back?" Tiffany frowned. "They've already been defeated by you, and your companions are about to set foot in that city. Just leave the rest to them."

"No way!" Yefrit said through gritted teeth, "I can't let them know that I took care of Oración Seis and Jellal all by myself. That would cause a huge problem, and I don't want to be in the limelight like that!"

Tiffany was speechless. Just a few minutes ago, this guy was saying the opposite—he really went from one extreme to another.

Tiffany said, "Then what are you going to do?"

“I got beaten up by the Oración Seis, they can’t just win by lying down,” Yefrit said.

“You were the one who beat up the Oración Seis,” Tiffany said.

"My whole body is in so much pain!"

"That's because you don't exercise regularly; you've strained a muscle."

"I don't care!" Yefrit said arrogantly. "You brought me here, so you're responsible for taking me back. I'm going to have the Oración Seis beat them up again!"

"What a nuisance." Tiffany grabbed Yefrit.

"Be gentle!" Yefrit cried out.

"Yes, yes, young master," Tiffany said helplessly, her movements becoming much gentler.

Brian and the others lay on the ground, looking at the stars with utter despair.

But then, that demonic voice returned.

"Can you still stand up?"

Chapter 102, Harpy's Highlight

Yefrit picked up a little girl—

Wendy.

When Gerald woke up, he didn't recognize Wendy. When Wendy tried to stop him, he casually knocked her away, causing her to faint.

"Wendy."

Yefrit pinched Wendy's soft, bouncy little face.

"Hmm?" Wendy woke up groggily.

“Ah, Mr. Yefried!” Wendy sat up abruptly.

She looked around and exclaimed, "You've been arrested too?!"

The surrounding layout clearly resembled a prison cell, with dark mages guarding the outside.

"Yes, as expected of the Six Demons, as expected of the former Ten Saints. Sigh, I did my best," Yefrit sighed.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Yevlit, I’ve dragged you into this,” Wendy said, feeling very guilty.

"It's alright, Natsu and the others will definitely come to rescue us anyway," Yefrit reassured her.

“Gerald…” Wendy was disappointed, recalling how Gerald had told her he didn’t know her at all and had been very rude to her. This wasn’t the person she remembered.

"Do you know Gerald?" Yefrit asked.

"Hmm." Wendy nodded and gave a brief explanation.

Like Natsu, she is the daughter of a dragon. After the Celestial Dragon Grandine disappeared, it would have been difficult for her to survive at a young age, but fortunately she met Jellal.

The other person took her on a trip, but one day, Gerald suddenly exclaimed "Anima!" and then became absent-minded. In the end, he left her at the Neko-no-sho (Cat Inn).

For Wendy, Gerald was her benefactor and also her brother.

But to my surprise, the scene after our reunion was like this.

This made her sad and disappointed.

“Hmm,” Yefrit pushed up her glasses and said, “If the person you’re talking about looks a lot like this Geralt but is very gentle, then the other person seems to be someone else I know.”

"Huh?" Wendy looked at him in confusion.

Yefrit said, "In our guild, there is a guy who looks just like Geralt. His name is Mystogan. He is a mysterious but gentle fellow."

"Could it be..." Wendy's eyes widened.

“As far as I know about Gerald, he was imprisoned as a child and later stayed in that place. It doesn’t make sense to say he was very gentle and kind,” Yefrit analyzed.

Actually, Wendy's benefactor was Mr. Gang, and he knew that.

But we still need to find some reasons to convince her.

But there's no rush now. Wendy will join the guild eventually, and the truth will come out then.

"As for that guy named Mystergan, he's always traveling. Does he use a magic wand? Does he use sleep magic?" Yefrit asked.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wendy exclaimed excitedly.

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