Fairy: Heal Mirajane, Black Dragon Template

Mirajane's pretty face flushed pink as Ron grabbed her right hand, the blush spreading all the way to her ears. She still tried to maintain a cool expression, pretending nothing had happened.

After Ron's explanation, the village chief and the villagers finally understood.

The village chief gazed at Ron with gratitude and said excitedly, "Lord Ron, thank you so much."

"Although Mirajane was not cursed by a demon, thankfully you were there to remove the demonization from Mirajane and relieve our worries."

Otherwise, with Mirajane sporting a demon's right arm, regardless of whether it's a demon's curse or not, who wouldn't be terrified of seeing her!

Ron extended his right hand and smiled: "You're welcome, old village chief. It was nothing, just a small favor. 100,000 j."

A simple favor, worth 100,000? The village chief's lips twitched slightly, and the smile on his face vanished instantly. It's better not to talk about money; once money is mentioned, the relationship sours.

However, the village chief still dared not offend Ron. In their eyes, Ron was not just an ordinary eight-year-old kid, but a healing mage who could also cure Mirajane's demonization and was incredibly powerful!

Finally, the village chief gave a wry smile and reluctantly gave Ron 100,000 j, after all, it was agreed upon.

This scene shocked Mirajane, Lisanna, and Elfman. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at Ron, who was holding 100,000 J in his hand, their faces filled with envy!

As orphans, they usually live in poverty and have never seen so much money before. With so much money, they could buy so many delicious things!

Thinking of this, Elfman, with drool still dripping from the corner of his mouth, said, "Lisanna, how many roast chickens can you buy with 100,000 J?"

Lisanna swallowed hard. "I don't know. I only know that I can buy a lot of cakes."

Mirajane was also very envious, but as the older sister, she could only remain aloof, coughed, and said, "Elfman, Lisanna, your older sister will also work hard."

"I'll treat you to something delicious in a couple of days."

Elfman and Lisanna turned to Mirajane, smiling. "Yes, thank you, Mirajane. We'll help too."

Seeing the three sensible children, Ron patted Lisanna and Elfman's heads and said, "Alright, I'll treat you to a big meal tonight."

Elfman's mind was already conjuring up images of roast pig, roast chicken, and roast meat. He swallowed hard and asked expectantly, "Ron, really?"

"Thank you!"

Lisanna was still a bit introverted and said, "Ron, I just want a strawberry ice cream and a Black Forest cake."

Seeing Lisanna and Elfman looking on with anticipation, Mirajane couldn't bear to refuse Ron's offer and hesitated in her heart.

Seeing this, Ron also patted Mirajane's head, the soft white hair passing through his fingertips, feeling very nice, and also carrying a faint orchid fragrance: "Mira, don't be shy."

"I happen to be short of employees. If you're not afraid of hard work, you can work for me."

"I'm very strict, Mira, are you scared?"

Mirajane felt a warmth in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes. She gave a haughty snort and said coolly, "Who's afraid of who!"

As orphans, they had always longed for a home, especially Mirajane.

None of Mirajane, Elfman, or Lisanna disliked Ron, who was their age. After a series of events, they only felt goodwill towards him.

Therefore, Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisanna readily accepted Ron's invitation, and were also filled with anticipation.

In that instant, Elfman raised his arms high and exclaimed excitedly, "From today onwards, I'm going to be a man! I'm going to help too!"

Lisanna smiled gently and said, "Brother Ron, I can help too!"

Is this what it feels like to have partners? It seems pretty good. Ron, who is used to being alone, is starting to look forward to the addition of the Mirajane siblings: "Okay."

Suddenly, the cold, mechanical sound rang out again.

[Ding! Main quest: Build the strongest guild activated! Guild members +3!]

...Dividing line...

Illustrations by Lisanna.

004 A slight intervention is all it takes to resolve everything.

Immediately.

A data panel.

The guild's data panel resurfaced in Ron's mind.

Guild Leader: Ron

[Magic Guild: Dragon Empire]

Guild Rank: lv1

[Guild Members: Mirajane (C-rank mage), Elfman, Lisanna {Elfman and Lisanna have not yet awakened or learned magic, so they have no ranks}]

Guild Bond: 0

P.S.: Recruiting more guild members and making the guild stronger will accelerate the fusion process of the Black Dragon Sky template.

The host can also teach magic to guild members, imparting appropriate magic to make them stronger. As guild members become stronger, the fusion process of the Black Dragon Template will be accelerated.

With this main quest, you can build the strongest guild and greatly increase the fusion speed of the Black Dragon Heaven template, allowing you to launch attacks on multiple fronts!

Cultivation, healing patients, building guilds, and so on can all accelerate the fusion process of the Black Dragon Heaven template, making it a multi-pronged approach.

Ron was also incredibly excited about the main quest to build the guild.

After all, this is the world of Fairy Tail. In his previous life, he had read a lot of Fairy Tail fanfiction, and those transmigrators would eventually join Fairy Tail.

He was thinking, why does everyone have to join Fairy Tail? Wouldn't it be better to create his own guild?

Looking at the long term, he not only wants to create the strongest guild, but also a guild that surpasses the nation.

A super guild that has conquered everything, including the Kingdom of Fiore, the Alvarez Empire, and the continent of Kirutina.

It's not that Fairy Tail is bad, but why would someone with the resources to live under someone else's roof?

As Ron was examining the guild panel, a commotion broke the silence, interrupting his thoughts.

Suddenly, the entire village was thrown into turmoil again, as if something major had occurred.

The villagers were fleeing for their lives, their faces filled with despair and terror.

This scene left Ron, Mirajane, the village chief, and the others looking at each other, completely bewildered.

One of the young men, his face filled with despair, ran up to the village chief and hurriedly explained.

"Village chief, run! This time the demon has truly come!"

"It's still at the church, the place where Mirajane had her accident. This time, the demons have really come. They call themselves black mages and worship demons. The demons they worshipped were annihilated... so they want to sacrifice our village."

"If we don't escape now, it will be too late!"

After saying this, the young man who had come to report ignored the reactions of the village chief and others, and continued his escape.

Clearly, it was no accident that Mirajane "received" a demon in the village church, and now these black mages who worship demons have come for revenge.

The target of this group of dark mages is clearly Mirajane!

At this moment, the village chief panicked. He glanced at Ron, then at Mirajane and the other two.

The village chief's face was filled with panic. That was the legendary Black Mage, the Black Mage who committed all kinds of evil, the Black Mage who left nothing but desolation wherever he went, the Black Mage who struck fear into the hearts of all!

Upon hearing that it was a dark mage, the village chief immediately gave up resistance, abandoned the village, and ignored Ron, Mirajane, and the others. He threw away his cane and ran away as fast as the young man!

At this moment, the entire village was in chaos, with cries for help, shouts, and sounds of fighting filling the air.

Everyone was on the run; no one dared to resist the legendary Dark Mage!

This is a fear etched into our DNA, like a wild deer encountering a lion—its first instinct is to flee!

At this moment, Mirajane's face was also filled with despair. She knew that the target of this group of dark mages was her!

Others may escape, but she absolutely cannot, because she is the target of this group of dark mages; she is the instigator of this incident!

Biting her lip, Mirajane's face was filled with resentment. Why was it always like this? Life had just started to get better. She was innocent. A demon appeared in the village church, and she was forced to defend herself, forced to accept the demon, forced to become an object of the villagers' disgust, and forced to be hunted down by dark mages.

All she wanted was to live and take care of her younger siblings. It was such a small wish, so why was it so difficult? Why is fate always so unfair?

Thinking of this, even the strong-willed Mirajane had tears in her eyes. She knew that this time, it was all over.

The dark mages have all arrived, how can she escape?

Despite feeling deeply saddened, desperate, and helpless, Mirajane remained calm, looked at Ron with pleading eyes, and said, "Ron, there's something I want to ask you."

“I’ll stay behind to cover the rear. You take Lisanna and Elfman and escape.”

Elfman trembled with fear, but his tone was firm: "Mira, we'll stand together!"

Lisanna shook her head repeatedly, "Yes! Sister Mira, we won't abandon you!"

Mirajane had made up her mind, saying, "The opponent is a legendary dark mage, and we're not members of a magic guild, how can we resist them!"

"Listen to me, you guys go first, I'll come find you later."

Although she and Ron are both mages, they are both very young, and she has not yet fully mastered [receiving magic].

Ron is just a healing mage, and both of them have a combat power of only five, so how can they possibly resist a dark mage!

While Mirajane was trying to persuade Elfman and Lisanna, the dark mages had already tracked them down—a total of thirty dark mages.

A vast, swarming mass instantly surrounded Ron, Mirajane, and the others.

These dark mages wore uniform black robes embroidered with eerie, sinister, and terrifying patterns. Their faces were ferocious, their expressions tyrannical, and their eyes were bloodshot, making them resemble humanoid demons. Endless greed filled their pupils, and their gazes were all focused on Mirajane.

The leader of the black mages was bald, with a strange red pattern carved on his head. He held a skull staff, pointed it at Mirajane, and grinned sinisterly: "Hehehehehehe, found you."