Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

"Alright, alright, stop wasting time." Anita said, tearing her clothes to shreds.

“Don’t rush—” Yefrit said, “It’s not romantic to go straight to the point on this beautiful night.”

“No need for romance. If we take too long, it’ll be easy for them to notice something’s wrong.” Sidrina pushed Yefrit, making him fall onto the bed. “Hurry up and do it a few more times to increase the success rate.”

“Alright—” Yefrit spread her arms: “Since this is what you all want, then let me see what King and Queen Mira have to offer?”

Sidrina suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

A hand was placed on her shoulder.

“Hehe.” Sidrina turned around somewhat awkwardly: “Miss Mirajane, you’ve finally arrived. We’ve been waiting for you. Hurry up, this is your first one.”

Mirajane smiled gently: "No, Yefrit isn't old enough to take on such an important responsibility."

“It’s alright, I’m already the queen. I don’t need him to take any responsibility; I can handle it myself,” Sidrina quickly said. “You will all be leaving eventually, and I know I can’t keep him here, so I just want him to leave me with something to remember me by.”

“I don’t care about such things,” Mirajane said with a smile, but her expression immediately changed and she became very serious: “But—I will not allow anyone to go against Yefrit’s wishes for their own selfish reasons.”

Cidelina felt guilty, but she didn't want to give up.

She and Mirajane were on very good terms, she even fawned over each other, but at this moment, she couldn't care less, and said, "Miss Mirajane, do you still want to wait any longer? Yefrit becomes very romantic when he's drunk on red wine, and right now he is who he is, look at the way he's looking at you—"

"Mira, come here, let me give you a hug," Yefrit said with a smile.

“Look,” Sidrina urged, “this is exactly what Yefrit wants to do.”

Mirajane shook her head: "Cidlina, don't let Yefrit's affection for you turn into disgust. Don't force him."

As he spoke, Mirajane pulled Yefrit up, supporting him with her body so that the swaying Yefrit could lean against her, holding him in an extremely close manner.

"Hehe—it's huge."

Yefried reached out and pressed down on Mirajane's prominent breasts.

Sidrina's chest heaved violently.

Anita, who had been silent all along, said, "It has nothing to do with me. He doesn't like me, and I wouldn't dare to get involved."

After saying that, she pulled the blanket over herself and didn't participate.

She was just there to be an accomplice, so there was no need for her to offend anyone.

She's crazy, not stupid.

She was so insane that she helped Sidrina overthrow her own father's throne.

But at this point, they wouldn't be foolish enough to get involved and lose their negligible share.

Mirajane did not remove Yefrit's hand, and looked at Sidrina.

She said, "Nothing is impossible for Yefried; he can do it if he wants to."

"If he likes you, then you will definitely see him again."

"And now-"

Mirajane said, "I'm going to take him away."

“Miss Mirajane” Sidrina was on the verge of tears: “Why bother? We’re all girls. If this kind of thing succeeds just once, it’s good for both of us, and it’s good for Yefrit too. He definitely won’t hate you because of it.”

“I’ve already said it,” Mirajane said, “Yefflit’s opinion must be respected, Sidrina!”

"Why?" Sidrina asked with a wry smile.

Mirajane said with utmost seriousness, "Because I love him."

“…” Sidrina was stunned.

"Mira, hehe, I love you too. So cute—"

Yefrit's lips plowed across Mirajane's face.

“That’s it.” Mirajane bowed slightly as if in greeting and said, “You’ll understand, I’m helping you now.”

After saying that, she put her arm around Yefrit and turned to leave.

"Waaah—" A sobbing sound came from behind.

"Sigh—" Mirajane sighed.

Silly girl.

Given Yefried's pride, if you actually achieve your goal, this matter will definitely become a deep thorn in his side.

At that time, not only will Sidrina get the opposite result as she did.

Yefried will also be hurt—he is the kind of person who cares most about first times, even the feeling of holding hands is very important to him, let alone this kind of thing, which, given his personality, might trouble him for the rest of his life.

The dove waited outside, looking worried, because Mirajane hadn't let her in.

This was the first time the dove had seen Yefried in this state, and it was quite novel. Looking at Yefried's hand, it also felt a little envious—envious of Mirajane.

But she dared not say anything.

Mirajane turned her head to look at Yefrit, ignoring what his hands were doing. She gently combed Yefrit's hair and said, "Yeflit, no matter what choices you make in the future, until then, I will protect you and won't let anyone or anything hurt you."

"..." Yefrit's eyes regained a moment of rationality: "Thank you, Mira."

But the next second, reason vanished.

He began to ramble, singing strange songs that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time, songs he had heard with Laxus in nightclubs before, and making unrestrained declarations of love—to Mirajane, to Ikaruga, to Tiffany, and to Miko.

Mirajane covered his mouth with a bandage, stuffed him into the carriage, and went home.

After Yefritte was settled in to sleep...

The two came outside.

“Miss Mira,” the dove exclaimed, “you are truly great.”

This came from the bottom of her heart. After thinking about it, she realized that she herself might not be able to do it to this extent, and she might even waver.

Mirajane smiled and said to her, "No, I just know him better than you do."

"..." The turtledove lowered its head, feeling somewhat inferior and desperate—it's hard to win against a childhood friend who isn't arrogant, so how could any random person possibly beat such a childhood friend!

“Turtledove, I already told you,” Mirajane laughed, “you can stay by his and my side, as long as—”

“I will listen to you!” the turtledove replied immediately.

After tonight, she finally understood.

There's no hope of a solo playthrough; if that's the case, Mirajane as the boss is invincible to anyone!

The only way to win is to rely on powerful figures and get carried to victory!

“Yeflit,” Mirajane turned to look at Yefrit, who was fast asleep in the room, and said, “He always considers many aspects when he does things.”

"I also."

"I'm trying to learn from him."

"I--"

Her eyes were confident and determined. This was the first time Izakura had ever seen Mirajane, who was always gentle, show such an expression when she was not in battle.

Mirajane then said, "I'm doing the same thing."

"He is working hard for everyone, for a good ending, and to make everyone happy."

"That's what I'm doing too—"

"Strive for the happy ending he hopes for."

"But what kind of happy ending does Mr. Yefried hope for?" Izayoi wondered, unable to understand Yefried.

“I don’t know.” Mirajane shook her head, then said, “But whatever he wants, I will help him achieve it.”

"..." The dove was startled. She suddenly realized that she was no longer competing with Mirajane, because she had already won.

Luckily, I was smart enough to cling to Mirajane's coattails. No matter what happens in the future, at least I'll have my share, even if it's not much, it's still better than these two who are worlds apart!

The perpetually insecure Pidove suddenly realized that Mirajane, the big brother, had already won, and she had also won by default. This made her radiant. What was there to worry about? She had actually already taken off.

“…” Mirajane looked at the dove with a half-smile.

The dove blushed and lowered her head. But then she raised her head again. In front of Mirajane, all her little schemes were exposed, so it was better to face them honestly. After all, this was her winning formula for getting carried to victory!

Chapter 225, Seven Years Later

"Seven years."

The members of Fairy Tail stood on the shore closest to Tenrou Island.

They started from here, stirring up trouble in this strange world.

Now, we've returned here, back to Sirius Island, and through the magic circle we painstakingly constructed, we're heading back to Eslandon.

“Yeflit—”

"Everyone--"

Those who came to see them off, such as Sidrina, had tears in their eyes.

The members of Fairy Tail were already used to it, and everyone wore a smile that said, "Don't worry."

“Yeffrit—” Sidrina tugged at Yefrit’s sleeve reluctantly and asked, “Will she come back?”

“Yes, maybe two years at most,” Yefrit said after thinking for a moment.

"Huh?" Sidrina was taken aback. She thought it would take a long time, or even that she might not come back at all. But the answer of at most two years surprised her.

This is an answer Yefrit has considered: fighting Zeref and Acnologia, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should happen within the next two years.

It wasn't that he wanted to take the initiative.

Instead, they were waiting to see when that dim-witted Jelf would make his move.

Of course, even if Zeref doesn't make a move, Yefrit isn't one to suffer a loss, and once he's fully prepared, he'll deal with him sooner or later.

That self-righteous guy acts like he's the only one with self-respect.

They bully the weak by relying on their strength, and even resort to sneak attacks; they have no martial ethics.

Yefried had been biding his time for so many years, just to teach this guy a lesson and make him behave himself, so he wouldn't think there wasn't a mountain higher than him in the world!