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

Inside the temporary camp, Sunshine leaned against Mirajane's shoulder, his head tilted to the side, looking half-dead.

"Waaaaah, Grereeo and the others hit me so hard!"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Mirajane patted Sunrise's head, her tone as gentle as if she were coaxing a child.

Gray stood not far away, clenching his fists, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Hey! Who's in pain here?! We're the ones getting beaten up, okay?!"

Leo nodded silently beside him, rubbing his still aching back.

"Exactly, you don't even have a mark on your body, what are you pretending for?"

Riyao glanced at them, then continued to nuzzle against Mirajane's shoulder.

"I don't care, it just hurts."

"Okay, okay, it hurts, it hurts."

Mirajane's smile softened even more, her hands continuing their work.

Gray and Leo exchanged a glance and rolled their eyes simultaneously.

This person is beyond saving.

Makarov clapped his hands, and the crisp applause drew everyone's attention.

"Alright, alright, now we announce the successful combination for the first round."

He cleared his throat, his voice echoing through the camp.

"Natsu and Happy have passed Gildarts' test!"

Natsu sat on a rock, his hands supporting his chin, looking deep in thought.

This startled Harpy so much that he waved his paws in front of him.

"Natsu? Natsu! Are you alright? You're actually thinking?"

"Aye! This is so abnormal!"

Natsu ignored him and continued to immerse himself in his own world.

"Kana and Lisana! They passed Mirajane's test!"

Kana and Lisana jumped up and gave each other a high five, making a crisp, loud slap.

"Well done!"

"Of course, look who it is."

"Gray and Leo! They passed the Sunburst Test!"

Gray and Leo simultaneously clutched the spots on their bodies where Sunshine had punched them, hissing as they gasped for breath.

Although the injuries have long since healed, the psychological trauma remains; the memory of being pinned to the ground and brutally beaten is too vivid.

"Levy and Lucy have defeated Mester and Wendy!"

Lucy picked up Levy and spun her around.

"Lucy! Put me down!"

Levy struggled in her arms, her face turning red.

"Hehe, we won! Let's celebrate!"

"Felid and Biglos! They defeated Elfman and Abbagrim!"

Philid crossed his arms and gave a low hum, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

The five precious totem dolls beside Bigulus cheered and floated around his head.

"You kids are amazing!"

Gajeel stood at the edge of the crowd, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

All the other teams that encountered S-rank mage stages passed, but his team failed.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

"Damn it, I don't believe they can pass!"

Erza turned her head, revealing a sly smile that almost reached her ears.

Gajeel almost went berserk on the spot.

Makarov shook his head, silently feeling sorry for him.

This guy is really unlucky to have run into the strictest S-class mage.

Juvia ran over to Gray and clasped her hands to her chest.

"Lord Gray is amazing! Juvia admires you even more now."

Juvia's eyes sparkled.

Gray scratched his cheek, his ears turning slightly red.

Being beaten is too shameful; I'd rather die than tell.

Makarov did not announce the rules for the second round of assessments directly, but instead glanced at everyone.

"Given that you were too exhausted from the first round of assessments, rest at the camp for an hour before continuing. Take care to adjust your condition; the real test is yet to come."

Sunrise lifted his head from Mirajane's shoulder and pressed his hand to the ground.

A turquoise magic circle unfolded from his palm, instantly covering the entire camp.

A soft light rose from the ground and seeped into everyone's body.

Everyone's injuries were healing at a visible speed; their sore muscles relaxed, and their fatigue vanished.

In addition, since everyone is on Sirius Island, their magic and physical strength recover faster.

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However, no one was in a hurry, since it was just an assessment and not an urgent task.

They all lazily stayed at the camp to rest, while Gray and Leo needed to heal their wounded hearts.

Natsu was still standing there, lost in thought.

Natsu suddenly snapped out of his reverie, stood up abruptly, his eyes wide, and shouted at the few who had passed the test.

"Oh! Gray, Levy, Cana, and Fred! Let's have a competition to see who becomes an S-class mage first, and settle this once and for all!"

A ball of flame suddenly burst into flames on his right hand, and he became as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood, the flames making his face turn red.

"I'm really fired up!"

Gray grinned, equally excited.

"I would rather die than lose to you!"

Levy put away her usual soft and cute expression and revealed a serious look.

"Me too, I won't lose to anyone."

Kana gave a soft hum and raised the bottle, shaking it as a response.

Philid nodded slightly, his hand unconsciously gripping the rapier at his waist.

"I admire that drive. But beating me won't be that easy."

Seeing how excited the young men were, Makarov stroked his beard, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Since everyone is so energetic, let's continue with the second round of assessment!"

He paused, his tone becoming serious.

"The rules are simple. Within the next six hours, find the grave of the first guild leader on Sirius Island and gain her approval. I will also go there to witness it all."

"The first president?"

"Are there graves on this island?"

The group looked at each other, but quickly put their doubts aside.

Who cares, let's find it first.

They each gathered their equipment, checked their belongings, and prepared to rush out as soon as possible.

Makarov smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand.

"The second round of assessment begins!"

The group exclaimed "Oh!" and rushed out at the same time, their figures disappearing into the depths of the forest.

The branches rustled as they were struck, and several birds were startled and took flight.

The campsite became much quieter.

Riyao shrugged, yawned, pulled a bottle of medicine from his pocket, and casually tossed it to Makarov.

"This is troublesome. Here you go, old man."

Makarov caught the medicine and twirled the bottle twice in his hand.

"Have they arrived?"

"A few little mice have broken into Tenrou Island. They look a lot like the cyborgs I met a long time ago. They should be the Devil Heart that Ultear mentioned."

Sunrise spoke casually, but everyone else who remained at the camp stood up.

Uru paused for a moment when he heard the name Urutia.

Gildarts yawned, sat up from the rock, and stretched his shoulders.

Mirajane's expression turned serious, and her gentle demeanor vanished without a trace.

"How many people are there?"

"Not many, just a few small fry, probably just scouts."

Riyao squinted and looked into the depths of the forest.