Fairy Tail: This Healing Mage's hits hurt so much!

Outside the Fairy Tail guild's main gate, the afternoon sun slanted down, casting dappled shadows on the cobblestone plaza.

Guild members gathered in twos and threes, some squatting, some standing, and some simply sitting on the ground, forming a huge circle.

In the very center of the circle, Erza and Natsu stood face to face, the air between them seemingly crackling.

Erza crossed her arms, her long, bright red hair swaying gently in the breeze, a hint of relief in her eyes.

Before setting off to attack the Iron Forest, she accepted Natsu's challenge.

Natsu had always remembered this agreement, and as soon as he returned, he couldn't wait to challenge him to a duel.

Natsu was so excited that he danced around like a monkey that had just been released from its cage, jumping up and down and making strange noises.

"Hahaha! I'll definitely beat you to a pulp today! Erza, just you wait!"

As he spoke, he waved his fist, flames dancing between his fingers, his eyes shining like two burning embers.

Originally, it was supposed to be Kana squatting on the ground to open the betting, but Kana is rich now.

Ever since Gildarts and she recognized each other, her wallet has become a "Gildarts-brand S-grade wallet," and anyone who uses it knows how good it is.

So at this moment, Kana was leaning against a tree trunk, holding a barrel of wine, watching the commotion with a contented expression.

So now, the one squatting on the ground opening the market... is Riyue.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, with a tattered wooden board in front of him, on which the three large characters "Betting Area" were written crookedly in chalk.

He rested his chin on one hand, twirled a piece of chalk in the air with the other, a sly smile on his lips, and called out to those around him.

"Come on! Place your bets! How long can Natsu last? One minute? Three minutes? Five minutes? Or will he be instantly defeated? Don't miss out!"

Mirajane was squatting next to Sunshine, a small cloth bag tied to her white apron, busy collecting money.

Her long silver hair shimmered in the sunlight, and she wore a gentle smile, but her eyes clearly gleamed with the light of "making money is so much fun."

Makarov also crept over, his short body squeezing into the crowd, pulling out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, and lowering his voice.

"I bet... three minutes."

Riyao took the money and wrote it down in his notebook with a smile.

"Received, Chairman, bet three minutes."

Lucy stood on the outskirts of the crowd, hands on her hips, looking at the guild members' unseemly behavior, and couldn't help but sigh and rub her forehead.

"Is our guild... really so unproductive?"

Her voice was filled with helplessness and despair.

When Riyao heard this, he looked up at Lucy with an expression as if she were an idiot, his lips twitching slightly.

"What are you talking about? When you were in Hajiruong, didn't you read the newspaper? You were lying on the bench, kicking your legs with amusement."

Lucy's face instantly turned red, and she jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, clearly shocked.

"How did you know?! You were following me! Miss Mirajane, look at him!"

She grabbed Mirajane's sleeve, pointed at Riyao, and looked aggrieved.

While counting the banknotes in his hand, Mirajane said without looking up, "It was Baloo who was following you. He was dressed as a woman to have some fun."

She said this in a relaxed and casual tone, as if she were saying that the weather was nice today.

Lucy froze, her brain going blank for three seconds.

"Woman...dressing as a woman?!"

That's when I remembered the woman dressed as Riyao on the ship.

Just then, Baloo appeared from the side, her long black hair flowing in the air, with an elegant smile on her face.

"The boss gave me the recording crystal ball and told me to follow the princess and record her wonderful life."

As she spoke, a strange light flickered in her eyes, and the corner of her mouth moved up slightly by a pixel.

Lucy covered her face in utter despair, squatted on the ground, and her shoulders trembled.

Why?! Why was her dark history recorded?!

Gray walked over, patted her on the shoulder, and spoke with a hint of comfort in his voice.

"It's okay. Everyone in the guild has had their dark history recorded by Sunbeam. You're not alone."

He said this with a very serious expression, as if he were sharing some life experience.

Kana covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes filled with mockery.

"Gray, this will bother Lucy."

As she spoke, she pointed her finger at Gray.

Gray paused for a moment, then looked down at himself.

Then his face turned bright red instantly, and he looked like a boiled carp, frantically searching for his clothes on the ground.

"Where are my clothes?! Why did I take them off again?!"

Riyao watched this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips, and announced it to those around him in a very generous manner.

"Those who win bets today can take home a copy of their embarrassing past! Don't miss out!"

These words were like a bomb, instantly detonating the entire guild.

"I'll bet five minutes!"

"I bet Natsu will be instantly killed!"

"I bet Erza can defeat her in one move!"

The guild members erupted in excitement, pulling out their wallets to place bets. Coins and banknotes rained down on Sunrise and Mirajane like snowflakes.

In the center of the circle, Natsu and Erza were rubbing their hands together, the atmosphere growing increasingly tense.

Makarov stood between the two men, cleared his throat, and stood ramrod straight, his short body ramrod straight.

"Ready... Go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Erza's body flashed with light.

"Change gear! Emperor Yan's Armor!"

As the light faded, she was now wearing a set of red armor with flame patterns, radiating a scorching aura, and the blade of her sword was ablaze with flames.

Upon seeing this, Habi immediately turned around and took out his money.

"Sunburst! I'm betting on Erza to win within one minute!"

Riyao took the money, happily stuffed it into Mirajane's cloth bag, and then turned to look at Mirajane.

"Mira, let's tie our hair into pigtails too."

Mirajane blinked, then smiled and reached out to neatly tie Riyao's hair into pigtails.

"Not bad, not bad, Sunrise looks very cute."

Riyao touched his twin ponytails, looking quite satisfied.

In the center of the circle, Natsu took a deep breath, his chest bulging high.

He opened his mouth, and a burst of flame shot out, but its power was clearly diminished, like a flamethrower, chasing after Erza and spraying it around.

【Roar of the Fire Dragon - Youth Edition】

Erza easily dodged the flames; they didn't even touch her, but the onlookers screamed in pain.

"Natsu! Aim!"

"My eyebrows! My eyebrows are burned!"

"Who stepped on my foot!"

Elfman stood to the side with his arms crossed, a calm and collected expression on his face, and nodded deeply.

"Wow! What a man!"

Lisana carried a tray through the crowd, serving cold drinks to the surrounding audience, her short white hair swaying gently with her movements.

"Erza is still so relaxed and collected. Looks like Natsu is going to get a beating again today."

She said with a smile, her tone tinged with nostalgia.

Just as everyone was enjoying themselves...

That's all.

A cold, icy voice rang out.

The crowd parted automatically, and a frog-man walked in from outside.

It wore the council's uniform, its green skin glistening in the sunlight, and its bulging eyes scanning its surroundings.

"I am a special envoy dispatched by the Council."

It held its head high, its tone carrying a hint of arrogance.

Riyao was still squatting on the ground when he heard this, and he raised his head with a smile.

"The great traitor dispatched by the Council."

Upon hearing this, the frogman's expression changed instantly, and his bulging eyes widened even more.

"Who are you?! How dare you offend the Council of Judges!"

It pointed its finger at Riyao, its tone full of anger.

Riyao shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

"Guess what, that poor frog! It got tricked into handling a hot potato, and it's actually quite pleased with itself. What else could it be but a complete traitor?"

He said this in a relaxed and casual tone, as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

The frogman's companion, a human dressed in a council uniform, strode over and whispered a few words in the frogman's ear.

The frog-man's expression changed from anger to shock, and then from shock to fear.

Its companions probably never expected that this idiot would be tricked into coming here without knowing anything.

Upon hearing this, the frogman's attitude immediately underwent a complete 180-degree turn, even becoming somewhat obsequious.

"Haha... Lord Riyao, I was rude."

It rubbed its hands together, its face plastered with a fawning smile, and its bulging eyes filled with awe.

In his mind, the frog had already cursed his colleague's ancestors for eighteen generations. As for me, I guess this is where I'm headed.

The surrounding guild members looked surprised, with Lucy's reaction being the most obvious.

Her eyes widened, her mouth formed an "O" shape, and she asked the question everyone most wanted to ask.

"Why is the council so respectful to Riyao?!"

Mirajah counted the banknotes as he explained with a smug look on his face.

"Because many of the council's senior officials are former patients of Riyue. There are even a few council members who, although not sick, can have Riyue help prolong their lives and restore their vitality."

When she said this, her face was full of pride, as if she were saying, "My Riyao is really amazing."

Makarov stood to the side, so smug that his head was practically tilted back, his mustache sticking up high.

"Hmph, she's our guild's top star!"

The frog-man rubbed his hands together and spoke cautiously.

"Um... Lord Sunrise, it's like this. There are orders from above to arrest... Please have Erza Scarlett come to the Council, what do you think..."

Its tone was somewhat tentative, as if afraid of saying something wrong.

Erza put away the Flame Emperor Armor, changed back into her everyday clothes, and said, "I'll go with them, Sunbeam."

Her tone was calm, as if she were talking about something completely ordinary.

Riyao stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"I'll go and take a look too."

The frogman's face fell instantly, but he still maintained a respectful demeanor on the surface.

"This...this isn't appropriate."

Riyao waved his hand, his tone playful.

"I'm just going to see Councilor Ajma, you won't stop me, will you?"

When he said this, there was a sense of pressure in his eyes.

The frogman resigned himself to his fate; he couldn't afford to mess with him. He could only nod and bow in agreement, then led his team back to the council chamber.

Sunrise and Erza followed. Before leaving, Sunrise turned around and kissed Mirajane on the cheek.

"I'm going to play for a while."

Mirajane touched the spot where he had been kissed and waved with a smile.

Remember to come back soon.

In the center of the circle, Natsu was rolling on the ground, groaning in pain.

"I finally get to fight Erza... Waaaaah..."

His flames were completely extinguished, and he was like a deflated balloon.