Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

“Yefflit,” Wendy asked curiously, “Is there something you need today?”

"Hmm?" Yefrit said, "It's nothing, just multitasking."

He wouldn't tell Wendy what he was thinking at that moment, because she wouldn't understand anyway; it was all rather hardcore stuff.

Seeing this, Wendy stopped bothering him.

But Yevlitte quickly came to her senses.

When accompanying a girl out, you shouldn't be preoccupied with your own things.

Either stay home, or when you do go out, you should be mindful of their feelings.

So he turned around, found some grass, and then his fingers flew as he began to weave.

"Yefflit, what are you doing?" Wendy asked curiously.

“Emmm,” Yefrit laughed, “Turn your back first, and turn around when I call you.”

Over there, Mirajane and the other girls also noticed Yefrit's little actions and watched with some curiosity.

"Okay." Wendy obediently turned around.

Yefried was putting the finishing touches on what she was holding.

About ten seconds later.

Yefrit said, "Turn around."

Wendy turned around and immediately covered her mouth in surprise.

Yefrit opened her palm, palm up, and placed a green, simplified model of a dragon-like creature—woven from grass. Although many details were omitted, the craftsmanship was still quite professional.

“It’s for you,” Yefrit said with a smile.

"Thank you, Yefrit!" Wendy didn't stand on ceremony, carefully taking the package and examining it.

“Mr. Yefrit, I want one too,” Sidrina said enviously.

“Yes, we have them all.” Yevlite nodded.

Soon, he wove an eagle for Sidrina, a cat for Mirajane, and a sheep for the dove.

Sidrina and the dove were both very happy.

Mirajane was somewhat sentimental. When Yefrit first joined the guild, she had demonstrated this skill, and she, Erza, and Cana had all received it. They were quite tempted at the time.

Back then, Mirajane still had the air of a temperamental young girl.

Upon receiving Yefrit's hand-woven gift, she became unusually shy and acted every bit the haughty young lady.

“Yeffrit, you’re amazing! Can you teach me?” Wendy asked.

These knitted by Yevlit are so cute.

Rather than constantly troubling Yefrit in the future, it's better to learn this skill.

“Sure, I have time anyway.” Yefrit certainly wouldn’t refuse.

Just as Yevlit was teaching Wendy this little skill.

The north of the kingdom.

A war is underway.

The enemy army suffered heavy losses due to insufficient intelligence.

Duke Bosch raised his long magic staff and shouted, "Fireball barrage!"

‘Boom boom boom’

A thousand mages simultaneously raised their magic wands and unleashed fireball spells.

Bomb the enemy camp.

They blew the enemy off their feet.

This is truly a natural disaster that came out of nowhere.

The two countries had been at war for many years, and they never expected that the other side would suddenly have so many more mages capable of using the same magic. As a result, they had no way to deal with it and suffered a crushing defeat in this battle.

"Hahaha--"

Bosch laughed loudly: "I want to commend the person who invented the magic wand!"

"With this new magic system, it's not impossible for our country to even unify the world!"

His subordinate, also a marquis, remarked with great emotion, "Mass-produced magic wands, manufactured in the same way as spears and swords, have actually replaced the only way to become a mage—by making a pact with a demon."

“It’s not about replacing,” Boss said, turning his head. “It’s about strengthening. We still need mages who make pacts with demons; that’s the right way.”

"and"

"The potential of the magic wand is too low," Bosch said.

"I wonder if that Yefrit can raise the magic wand's maximum potential," the Marquis said.

“It’s difficult. Those guys at the Kingdom Research Institute are already doing research. We should have the materials and technology in our own hands, but so far they haven’t produced any results.” Bos said angrily, “They’re a bunch of useless people, not even as good as a young man.”

"Why not let Yefrit hand over the technology?" the Marquis said. "He's just a young man with little backing, and those businessmen are not a threat. Even if Baz is involved, he's insignificant compared to this technology."

Bosch said, "Things have come to this point. At least those guys in the capital are still thinking about saving face, but they might not be able to hold back for long."

“I hope that Yefritte knows what’s good for her,” the Marquis said.

“Definitely,” Bos said. “It won’t be bad for him either, except that his partner has changed from an earl to royalty, and he will become the richest man in the country even faster.”

"I'm so envious," the Marquis couldn't help but say.

Bosch smiled but said nothing.

A certain city.

Two young people were walking down the street.

“Lord Gray,” Juvia approached Gray and said, “Mr. Natsu and the others are frequently in the newspapers and have done a lot. Shouldn’t we take action?”

“No rush.” Gray shook his head. “We have more important things to do.”

"Something more important?" Juvia asked, puzzled.

“Yeflit is playing a very dangerous game,” Gray said. “I need to help him detect any potential dangers beforehand.”

“I don’t really understand.” Juvia shook her head.

“You don’t need to understand.” Gray smiled and ruffled her hair, saying, “Just think of it as a trip with me, except we won’t be fighting, we’ll be traveling all the way to the capital.”

"So even if we really treat it as a trip just for the two of us, is that okay?" Juvia asked expectantly. "Even if I act cute with Lord Gray, he won't mind, right?"

“Of course,” Gray laughed.

"Lord Gray," Juvia pointed in a direction and said, "I want to go to the amusement park over there!"

“Okay.” Gray nodded gently.

Help Yefried discover some dangerous things; these things can't be rushed.

It wouldn't be a big deal if I went to spend some time with Juvia.

Not long ago, Gray had a premonition that Yefrit would run into trouble.

Yefried created the magic wand system, which greatly improved the kingdom, while his collaborators were just a group of merchants, the highest of whom were counts, and in reality, they were just town mayors.

Such a large profit is bound to attract attention.

At that time, there might be some underhanded tactics.

Gray had this in mind, so he went to investigate, hoping to get information in advance, or even solve the problem ahead of time.

For mages, the best weapon is still their fist.

Since he's already a wanted criminal, it doesn't matter if we kill the guys who covet him.

But right now, this trend is only just beginning, so there's no need for him to be too nervous.

Moreover, given Yefried's intelligence, she should have been prepared for this long ago.

A mysterious group of guys.

They arrived in Hillahi Town and found Buzz.

"The Third Knights, I am Commander Basca." The leading man showed his credentials.

Buzz looked puzzled: "Is there something you need?"

“Where is Yefrit?” Pascal said. “We have brought the King’s decree!”

Chapter 213, The Proud Yefrit

the next day.

Baz informed Jefrit of the news that people had come from the capital.

At this moment, Pascal arrived upon hearing the news, but he sat silently to one side.

"Yefrit, don't worry, this is a good thing," Baz said with a forced smile. The wand business was doomed; at best, they'd have to cut back on their sales, and at worst, they'd lose all of it.

Sidrina looked at Yefrit somewhat nervously. The royal decree had arrived from the capital, usually delivered by a special messenger, who was generally a civil official.

But now a military officer has arrived.

Bascal, the Grand Master of the Knights, did not come alone; he brought many of his men with him.

It's hard to believe that this kind of entourage was well-intentioned or a routine summons.

Yefried remained calm; the king's reaction was exactly what he had expected.

“Please come with us, Mr. Yefried.” Pascal’s tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable air.

Yefried looked at him and said, "Mr. Basska, is it appropriate for you to speak to me in such a tone and manner?"

Basska frowned slightly; he hadn't expected the other party to be concerned about his attitude.

They were often the ones who took action, and many of them were criminal officials or nobles.

Although this person is an exception, and it is not said that he committed a crime and was to be arrested and taken to the capital, since he has come, it means that no matter what method is used, the person cannot be allowed to escape and must be brought to the palace, even if he is a corpse.