Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

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“I’ve already paid it back,” the man said pitifully. “I borrowed 50,000 J and have already paid you back 150,000 J, but you want 250,000 J. This is outright extortion.”

"I don't care about all that. Paying back debts is a matter of course."

"If you don't want to pay back the money, fine, then bring something to settle the debt."

"I heard he has a beautiful daughter, she must be seventeen this year."

Everyone was talking.

"No, please, please don't harm my family! I will repay you, even if it means selling the house! Please!" the man pleaded, kneeling on the ground.

'boom'

Just then, a young man with blond hair was bumped from behind. He quickly stepped forward to steady himself.

"Are you blind?!" The blond-haired guy turned around and saw the person who bumped into him with his head down. He was furious and slapped him across the face.

'Snapped'

His hand was grabbed, and an overwhelming force prevented him from pulling it away.

"Damn it, get him!" the blond-haired guy roared, and several of his accomplices kicked at the newcomer.

‘Papa pa pa’

Suddenly, several arms emerged from the man's body—they tore through his flesh and blood, looking bizarre and disgusting—and grabbed the man's feet.

This bizarre scene stunned everyone.

The man slowly raised his head, his devilish eyes shifting slightly.

Seeing that things were going badly, the man kneeling on the ground got up and ran away.

The zombie-like man spoke: "Believe in me and I will give you strength."

"monster!"

The men turned pale with fright.

But then a man with eight arms and two wings appeared behind the man. He slowly opened his eyes, and his demonic gaze swept over the crowd.

After a while.

The man released his grip, freeing the group from his control. Instead of fleeing, they all shouted with devout expressions.

"Praise Ansa—"

A bar.

A man wearing a hat and glasses, with an elegant demeanor, is sipping wine.

At this moment, a man with a tough appearance came to his side and sat down.

"It's strange that there's someone who looks exactly like me." The elegant man turned his head, somewhat puzzled and surprised.

“Yeah, right.” Gajeel grinned. “But your reputation isn’t exactly good.”

"This is the glory of a journalist: daring to expose the darkness and the vested interests of the privileged. They will always be smeared and ostracized." This person is Gajeel of Edolas.

“Would you like to talk to me?” Gajeel asked.

“Of course.” Edgargiru nodded.

The two went to a corner where it was a little quieter.

Gajeel had already investigated his situation here, and he was confident that this person could be trusted.

So he told her everything.

“I see.” Edgargiru wrote it down carefully.

After he finished writing, he concluded: "So, it was our king of Edolas who, in order to monopolize magic, extracted the magic power from your world, and in the worst possible way."

“That’s right.” Gajeel nodded.

“What a despicable thing.” Edgargiel’s eyes revealed determination, even a sense of resignation. He said, “Did he really ask the people’s opinions, ask them if they were willing to harm others for magic power? No, he didn’t. He doesn’t respect the people, nor does he respect the lives of people in this other world. He’s just selfishly thinking of himself!”

The public should know the truth!

“You will help me?” Gajeel looked at him.

"Helping you is also helping me, and helping us Edolas!"

"Haha—" Gajeel laughed, "I thought you would be very different from me, but..."

The two suddenly hooked their arms around each other's necks and said with satisfaction, "But we're all the same!"

“Your politeness and intellectual demeanor are exactly like mine!” Gajeel said shamelessly.

Edgarjiru pushed up his glasses and said elegantly, "Your wild and handsome side is exactly the same as mine. By the way, I'm also very good at singing and playing musical instruments."

“Of course!” Gajeel said. “I’m a master of singing and playing guitar!”

"As expected of me!" Edgargiru exclaimed with admiration.

"Good brother!" Gajeel was also very excited.

It's a pity that Lucy and Happy are missing here; without the witty banter, it just feels like something's missing.

field.

There is a caravan here.

We have just survived the first wave of attacks from the bandits.

The merchant, accompanied by his daughter, approached a pink-haired beauty in a kimono and pleaded tearfully, "If you truly cannot resist, at least please get my daughter home safely! I beg you!"

"Waaaaah!" the little girl cried.

The dove tilted its head slightly and said, "How could we not be able to resist? We've already repelled their first wave. You should quickly take the young lady and hide in the carriage. Since I've taken the money, I'll definitely protect you and ensure you reach your destination safely."

"But there are so many bandits, and some of them even know magic." The merchant was desperate.

"It's just magic. My sword can cut through magic."

"Fire arrows!!!" the bandit leader shouted from the hillside.

Their first probing attack was weak; the other guards in the caravan were not strong enough to withstand them, but the woman wielding the long sword was extremely powerful, causing them to lose many of their companions.

This time, they simply launched a long-range attack, raining down arrows on the enemy.

'Swish, swish, swish'

Seeing the rain of arrows, the turtledove said, "Quickly, go back to the carriage!"

As she spoke, she drew her long sword.

"Moonless Flow—"

"Yaksha flashes through the sky!"

With a single strike, he cut through the sky full of arrows!

Then the raging hurricane blew away the severed arrows.

The dove gripped the hilt of the knife without even taking a breath.

Of course, it's just cutting some sticks.

When she was at the Tower of Paradise, she even sliced Erza's armor open like cutting tofu!

"Damn it, so strong!" the bandit leader cursed.

"Boss, maybe we should just forget about it," one of the subordinates suggested.

"How can we let this go! If we can't pull off this heist, won't our undefeated reputation of over a decade be ruined by a woman?!" The bandit leader was unwilling to give up.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Bring the three-headed dog!"

"Boss, this is our mountain-guarding ferocious beast! Once it's released, we won't be able to retrieve it!" the subordinate exclaimed.

"Shut up, bring it here!"

Cerberus, the three-headed hellhound, is the fierce beast that guards the mountain of this village. The previous leader hired a dark mage to trap it as one of the village's trump cards. If it is released now, it will never be able to be retrieved.

But the bandit leader believed that a reputation was more useful than a ferocious beast!

Over the past ten years, he has never made a mistake in his judgment, and he has an undefeated reputation in the industry!

What did they rely on? Not strength, but discerning eyes!

They only pick on the easy targets!

But today, things went wrong. This small caravan actually has such a swordsman!

If he slunk back today, his reputation will be ruined!

Not only that, but his reputation will also be damaged, and his brothers below will begin to doubt him, making it difficult to prevent him from having thoughts of seizing power!

Therefore, he cannot afford to lose!

He was willing to use the ferocious beast that guarded the mountain to kill this woman and make this job a success!

'call out--'

A pill fell from the sky.

The dove kicked it far away.

‘Boom boom boom’

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

A three-headed monster charged towards the group.

"A decoy?"

The turtledove realized what was happening.

"It's all over, it's all over." All the guards looked utterly hopeless.

The dove didn't bother to say anything; she simply placed her hand on the hilt of the knife.