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

Erza wrote a letter as soon as she returned, and Sunrise and Mirajane looked at Erza's handwriting.

"Are you sure it won't be mistaken for a prank?"

"Erza, can't you practice your handwriting?"

The two took turns criticizing Erza's handwriting.

Erza's handwriting was legible, but very messy, and it carried a hint of her ruthless and decisive nature. At first glance, it looked like a threatening letter.

"Shut up! Mind your own business! Get to work!"

Erza's cheeks flushed slightly as her sore spot was touched.

She roughly shoved the completed letter into the envelope, slammed it on the table, and glared at the two of them with displeasure.

"The guild's cultural level is really worrying. At this rate, they won't even be able to understand the commission forms," ​​Xia Lulu said with a merciless and fatal remark from the side.

Riyao and Mirajane exchanged a smile, looking completely unconcerned.

Sunlight acquired his knowledge by following Poriuska's broom, while Mirajane was taught by Sunlight word by word in the library.

In terms of cultural level, these two are definitely among the top tier in the Fairy Tail guild, so they naturally have the right to watch the show.

Erza initially felt that studying was less enjoyable than swinging her sword a few more times.

Since she had barely regained her sight and was able to understand the basic task requirements, she had never touched a thick book again, focusing all her attention on swordsmanship training.

"President, could you please have someone deliver this letter to Saberbite Tiger?"

Erza took the sealed letter, walked quickly to the bar, and handed it to Makarov, who was drinking a little wine.

Makarov took the letter, carefully tucked it into his pocket, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Just then.

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Guild Master! Laxus and the others... they're dying! Sunrise, come quick, save them!"

Max rushed in from outside, his face covered in sweat, his voice filled with undisguised fear and anxiety.

The once noisy guild hall suddenly fell silent, as if the air itself had frozen.

Everyone turned around abruptly, their gazes filled with surprise and uncertainty as they looked towards the gate.

Without saying a word, Riyao flipped over the table and rushed out, his movements as fast as lightning.

Mirajane, Erza, and others followed closely behind.

As soon as Sunburst rushed out the gate, he saw several townspeople struggling to carry Laxus, Yajima, Philid, Biglos, and Abbagrim into the guild’s spacious courtyard.

All of them were deathly pale, their lips were purple, and their breathing was so weak that it seemed they might stop breathing at any moment.

Laxus, in particular, whose once tall and mighty body now appeared weak and frail, his forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, his brows furrowed in pain.

"Don't just stand there! Quick, lend a hand and carefully carry Laxus and the other seriously injured men into the infirmary!"

Sunshine loudly directed the guild members who had surrounded him.

Inside the medical room, everyone busied themselves settling the wounded.

"How can you be so greedy? Natsu usually eats whatever he wants, at most he'll get diarrhea from eating some magic with conflicting properties. But you, you swallowed some unknown toxins, and you even swallowed them in big gulps. You really have no pickiness at all."

Sunlight stood before Laxus's bed, its hands radiating a gentle, life-giving green light.

The light gently pressed against Laxus's heaving chest, repairing his damaged internal organs.

While concentrating on casting healing magic, Riyao also relentlessly berated the patient in the bed.

Laxus lay weakly on the pillow, listening to Sunfire's sarcastic remarks, and rolled her eyes with difficulty.

What do you mean he's gluttonous? In that critical situation, if he hadn't swallowed the poisonous fog, the entire city would have perished!

"Ahem... I knew you were still in the guild..."

Laxus coughed twice, his voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible trust.

"Stop, stop, stop! What you're saying sounds way too suggestive. It's giving me goosebumps. Save that for Fred; he'll love to hear it."

Riyao curled his lip and shrugged in disgust.

The oppressive and suffocating atmosphere in the infirmary was instantly lightened by Riyao's nonsensical remark.

Laxus didn't bother arguing with Sunrise. He took two deep breaths, suppressed the churning in his chest, and recounted exactly what had happened at the restaurant.

"The one who attacked us called himself 'Storm.' He was one of the core combat forces of the Gates of Hell, the 'Nine Demon Gates,' and his initial target was Mr. Yajima."

"Judging from his words, it seems that not only Mr. Yajima, but also other retired and current members of the council will likely fall victim to their schemes."

The infirmary fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop. Only the heavy breathing of the wounded remained.

Makarov walked heavily into the infirmary with his hands behind his back and his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"Laxus is right. We just received confirmed emergency news from Lahar. The current council members were attacked by the Gates of Tartaros while they were meeting at the Council headquarters. The Council was almost completely razed to the ground, and all the current council members have been confirmed dead, with no survivors. The entire magical world is in shock. The Council can only be temporarily managed by the surviving Lahar and his men, barely maintaining order."

The news left everyone stunned, unable to process it for a long time.

Yajima, lying on the bed next to him, let out a long sigh. He had just regained consciousness thanks to Riyao's treatment.

He heard every single word Makarov said clearly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the reason why the Gates of the Underworld have made such a big show of things this time, even going so far as to wipe out the entire council's high-ranking officials, is that their target is the council's white legacy, 'Fez'."

Yajima paused, then gasped for breath in pain.

"The only way to activate Fez is to kill a senator with a 'living link' on their body. The problem is that both former and current senators may have had a living link implanted without their knowledge, and for the sake of secrecy, even they themselves don't know whether they have it or not."

The Fairy Tail members looked at each other in bewilderment.

Today's news feels more and more explosive than the last; it's like listening to some horror story about the destruction of the world.

The vast majority of them had no idea what "Fez" was.

Why go to all the trouble of activating the Gates of Hell?

Yajima noticed everyone's confusion, and his next words made everyone fully understand the terrifying nature of this weapon.

"Fez is an extremely terrifying magical pulse bomb. Once it is successfully activated, the pulse wave will instantly cover the entire continent. At that time, all the magic in the world will be completely evaporated and disappear."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Especially those like Lucy and Natsu who have been to Edolas and personally experienced a world without magic, know best what a devastating disaster "losing magic" means for this world built on magic.

Laxus struggled to sit up, which aggravated his wounds, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Those guys at the Gates of Hell keep claiming they're using some kind of 'cursed power,' not the magic we use. If they're truly unaffected by the loss of magic, then their motives make perfect sense. Sunrise, tell me, how long will it take for us to regain our fighting strength?"

"What's the rush? You'll be able to walk soon."

Sunlight withdrew his hand, which was covered in green light, and replied indifferently.

"Then I want..."

Laxus propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes flashing with furious lightning, becoming incredibly sharp, clearly intending to go and settle scores with Tartaros immediately.

"Stop, lie back down. I'm talking about those few."

Sunlight pointed to the three members of Thor's crew and Ajma, whose complexions had improved considerably, lying on the hospital bed next to him.

"As for you, you'll have to stay in this bed for a full day. Don't glare at me like that. The magical particles you ingested are strongly incompatible with magic itself, and you need to digest them slowly."

Riyao shrugged, looking helpless.

Yajma forced himself to sit up and turned to look at his old friend Makarov with a solemn expression.

"Little Ma, we absolutely cannot let them activate 'Fez'."

"Fairy Tail will accept this request!"

Makarov leaped and landed firmly on the table in the infirmary, raising his arms and shouting.

"My men! Prepare yourselves mentally, the war is about to begin!"

"oh!!!"

The Fairy Tail members were filled with excitement and raised their fists in unison.