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

One of them, holding divination cards, always sat quietly in the corner.

The image of the brown-haired little girl gazing at him with timid yet longing eyes cleaved Gildarts's chaotic thoughts like lightning.

"Could it be...could it be...?"

Gildarts' voice was as dry as if he had been thirsty in the desert for three days and three nights. His pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing became extremely heavy, as if each breath exhausted all his strength.

The guild hall was, as always, filled with the aroma of cheap beer, the smell of greasy roasted meat, and deafening noise.

The young mages were fighting fiercely over a pointless bragging topic, with tables and chairs flying through the air and wooden wine glasses slamming against the wall with a dull thud.

President Makarov sat at the bar, holding a huge glass of beer, smiling as he watched the group of energetic young people, occasionally taking a big gulp and letting out a satisfied sigh.

Amidst this chaotic yet heartwarming daily routine, the heavy wooden door to the guild's backyard was slowly pushed open.

With a tooth-grinding creak, a tall but incredibly stiff figure appeared in the doorway.

That was Gildarts, who had just been completely defeated by Sunrise's words, but had rebuilt a fortress called "Fatherly Love" from the ruins.

At this moment, Gildarts completely lacked his usual carefree and unrestrained demeanor, which made his enemies tremble with fear.

His signature orange hair was a mess, as if he had been struck by lightning.

His tattered cloak hung limply behind him, as if it had lost all its magic.

What's most terrifying is his walking posture—his hands and feet move in unison, and with each step, his body sways violently, as if rusty gears are struggling to mesh.

His facial muscles twitched from excessive tension, and he forced a smile that he thought was gentle but was actually more ferocious than a demon from the abyss.

There sat a little girl with brown hair. She was wearing a slightly faded dress and clutching several divination cards tightly in her hand.

Her eyes were always timid, carrying a melancholy and caution that were beyond her years.

She was looking down, sipping her juice in her glass, as if the noise around her had nothing to do with her.

That's Cana, Cana Alberona, his biological daughter, Gildarts.

"Thump—"

Gildarts took a heavy step, and due to his overwhelming emotions, a trace of the shattering magic within him involuntarily leaked out.

With a muffled thud, the hard bluestone floor beneath his feet instantly turned to dust, leaving a deep footprint.

"Thump—thump—thump—"

As Gildarts drew closer, with each step he took, the floor beneath his feet groaned and then turned to dust.

This strange commotion finally caught the attention of the entire guild.

The people who were fighting stopped what they were doing and stared in disbelief as the guild's strongest mage, like a runaway steamroller, walked straight toward the little girl in the corner of the bar, destroying the floor in his path.

"Gildas! What are you doing, you bastard! Guild repair fees are expensive!"

President Makarov finally couldn't hold back any longer. He jumped off the bar, waving his little fists and roaring loudly.

A massive shadow loomed over Kana's petite frame. Kana sensed the immense and chaotic magical energy behind her, and she shrank back in fear, slowly turning her head.

When she saw that familiar, stubble-covered face, her amber eyes widened instantly, and the divination cards in her hand fell onto the bar with a "clatter."

"Kildas... Uncle..."

Kana's voice was barely audible, with a slight, barely suppressed tremor.

She didn't know why this usually aloof and powerful person was looking at her with such a terrifying expression. Had she done something wrong?

"Kana... Kana..."

Gildarts finally managed to utter the name with difficulty, his voice terribly hoarse and thick with nasal tone.

His knees buckled suddenly, and he fell with a thud.

This man, who had never feared even dragons, knelt upright before the little girl amidst the ghostly gazes of everyone in the guild.

The immense impact instantly turned several nearby stools into dust, sending wood chips flying through the air.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Gildarts stretched out his large, calloused, and scarred hands, trembling, wanting to touch Cana's cheek, but afraid that his rough fingers would hurt her, so he could only hover in mid-air.

"I...I'm an idiot...I'm a complete moron..."

Cana was completely stunned; her mind went blank. She couldn't understand why Gildarts would suddenly kneel before her, crying and apologizing.

"Cornelia... your mother is Cornelia, isn't she...?"

Gildarts could no longer control his emotions, and tears streamed down his face like a burst dam, dripping onto Cana's skirt.

"Why...why didn't you tell me sooner...why did you have to bear so much alone..."

The moment the name "Cornelia" was uttered, Cana's body jolted.

She stared in disbelief at the man crying like a child, her lips trembling violently.

The scene she had rehearsed countless times in her dreams, the name she had wanted to call out countless times but swallowed back down, now seemed to have come alive, surging wildly in her chest.

"You...you knew all along?"

Kana's eyes instantly filled with tears, and large drops of tears fell down her cheeks.

"I understand... I understand everything..."

Gildarts suddenly opened his arms and pulled Cana tightly into his broad embrace.

He held her so tightly, as if afraid that if he let go, the precious treasure in his arms would disappear.

He buried his face in Kana's small shoulder and burst into tears, completely losing his composure.

"I'm sorry, Kana... Daddy's too late... Daddy will never leave you again..."

"Dad..." Kana felt that warm and generous embrace, smelling the familiar scent mixed with sweat and earth. All the grievances, loneliness, fear and anticipation of the past years burst forth at this moment.

She stretched out her slender arms and hugged Gildarts' neck tightly, burying her face in his chest and sobbing loudly, "Papa! Papa! Waaaaah..."

The two people, one big and one small, stood in the center of the Fairy Tail guild hall, embracing each other tightly and crying their hearts out.

"puff--!"

A loud spray of water shattered the eerie silence. Chairman Makarov spat out the entire beer he was drinking, spraying it all over Macao's face.

He widened his already large eyes, almost bulging them out, and pointed at Gildarts and Cana, who were hugging and crying together, his fingers trembling violently.

"Click~"

Riyao put away his camera with satisfaction, adding another embarrassing moment to his history.

"Kildas... has... has a daughter?!"

Makarov's voice cracked with shock, echoing through the empty hall.

The next second, the entire Fairy Tail guild seemed to have been detonated by a 100,000-ton magical bomb, and it completely exploded.

"What?!?!"

The deafening screams nearly blew the roof off the guild.

Everyone was frantically grabbing their hair, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Gildarts, the strongest mage who spends all his time destroying things, fighting, drinking, and wandering around, actually has a daughter this big?! And this daughter has been in their guild all along?!

This is absolutely the most explosive and mind-blowing gossip in Fairy Tail's history! On this chaotic night, a father and daughter finally overcame the barrier of time and embraced each other tightly.