Shirou's clones number 30 million

That strangely familiar posture made Gildas hastily assume a defensive stance, shouting loudly without turning his head:

"Run! What are you doing? Why aren't you running?!"

Behind him, everyone in the guild simultaneously revealed enigmatic smiles.

Even if you say that, we can't just run away.

"Gildas, you're so out of touch! You really haven't heard anything about the Black Dragon from Fairy Tail?"

The next moment, the black dragon descended from the sky and transformed into a dark-skinned young man carrying a blonde girl on his back, slowly walking towards the guild.

"The black dragon can actually transform into a human! No, could the black dragon actually be a human in disguise?"

Gildas watched him warily, his body still trembling uncontrollably even after the other man walked past.

"President! Look who I've brought!"

Shirou smiled and walked towards Makarov. As he spoke, he noticed that everyone around him was looking at him strangely, and asked in surprise:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's nothing, I just realized how terrifying you are once again." Erza paused, then continued, "Can we have a fight later? A full-on one."

"It's possible, but why?"

"I want to witness the power of the world's best. Only by seeing the sky and the sea can one realize one's own insignificance."

"No problem, let's have a long-awaited duel later."

"Long time no see?" Erza looked puzzled. "Isn't this our first time fighting?"

"This is the first time for you, but it's not the first time for me. More than four hundred years ago, I was always following behind you, challenging you alongside Natsu and the others."

As the two were talking, Chairman Makarov stared at the little girl on Shirou's back for a while, then his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he tentatively asked:

"First generation?"

“That’s right, it’s me, Mavis Viviamilio.”

"It really is the First Generation! You... are you still alive?"

"To be precise, it just came back to life."

"Huh...? A resurrection?" Makarov couldn't help but look at Shirou.

“It’s not a resurrection; she was never really dead,” Shirou explained. “Her body still has temperature and is breathing; it’s just that her soul has left her body. This state is commonly known as suspended animation, and I happen to know how to deal with magic that can resolve this state.”

"Oh...! The first generation is back to life! Now I can finally relax a lot."

"Makarov, you did a great job! Fairy Tail has become a very interesting guild."

"Receiving praise from the first generation is the happiest thing that has happened to me this year."

Makarov laughed for a while, then turned to introduce Mavis to the other members of the guild.

"This is Mavis, the first guild master of Fairy Tail. After many years, she has returned!!"

"Is this the first generation? It's completely different from what I imagined. I thought it would be an old man like Makarov."

"Everyone gets old! In a few decades, you'll be just like me."

"Impossible! Even decades from now, I could never become as short as the president."

"you..."

Makarov was about to erupt in anger when he suddenly realized that the First Generation was right beside him. He quickly withdrew his magic and said instead:

"Shirou, why are you carrying Hatake on your back? Now that we're at the guild, put her down."

Shirou looked down at the ground and said speechlessly:

"I couldn't find a place to put her down. The ground was covered with broken bottles, liquor, and food scraps, there was nowhere to step."

"Never mind, I'll take her to buy shoes first."

When it was a ghost, it could float on the ground, so it didn't matter if it wasn't wearing shoes.

But she is a living person now, so it's impossible for her not to wear shoes.

As he passed the guild gate, Shirou stopped, took out a bottle of recovery potion from his white mist space, and tossed it to Gildarts.

"You seem to be badly injured. Take this bottle of medicine; it should be enough for you to recover."

Watching him hurriedly leave with the original on his back, Gildarts, holding the recovery potion, fell into deep thought.

This guy is completely different from the one I met before.

The black dragon we encountered earlier was utterly devoid of reason; its powerful and violent appearance made it a veritable enemy of the world.

But the person in front of him didn't seem like a bad guy, and he even seemed to be a member of Fairy Tail.

Did I mistake a dragon for something else?

Impossible. The way it flew over, the sense of oppression it exuded, was exactly the same as before.

"Guild leader, who is he? Is he also a member of our guild?"

"Well, to be honest, he joined the guild earlier than all of us."

Makarov paused, his gaze shifting to the bottle of recovery potion in Gildas's hand, and chuckled:

"This is a strategic resource for Fairy Tail. Try drinking half of it first. Oh, and before you drink it, take off your prosthetic leg."

Gildas was slightly taken aback, and unconsciously thought to himself:

What does this mean? Could it be that the lost left leg and left arm can grow back?

Impossible! There's no such thing in the world, otherwise it would have been widely circulated by now. How could there be no word of it at all?

"What...is this?"

Instead of me explaining, why don't you try it first?

"Ah."

Gildas nodded slightly, ripped off the prosthetics from his left arm and left leg, opened the bottle, and drank half of the medicine.

The next moment, my left arm and left leg suddenly became hot, and at the same time, they became unbearably painful and itchy.

In the blink of an eye, the lost arms and legs grew back, and even the internal organs seemed to have recovered completely, without leaving a single scar.

"Is...is this some kind of divine object?"

"Hahaha... Although it's not the first time I've seen this, the effects of this top-quality recovery potion are truly amazing."

Makarov laughed for a while, then suddenly made a move and snatched the remaining half bottle of medicine.

"We usually dilute this medicine with water before using it. But for injuries like a broken leg, even if it's diluted with 90% water, it can heal very quickly."

"The highest quality medicines cannot be used directly, because it would be too wasteful."

"The remaining half bottle is confiscated!"

"Huh...?" Gildas was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant and protested, "Wait! Guild Master, this is mine. How can you take it without permission? I often go on adventures outside and I really need this."

"Haha... I'll give you one bottle of diluted potion at most. This highest quality potion must be strictly controlled."

"Alright."

Gildas paused, leaned closer to Makarov, and whispered:

"Won't it cause trouble if I use a drug to restore the damaged part of my body in public?"

“Don’t worry,” Makarov said without hesitation. “No one in the guild will tell anyone. Besides, with Shirou here, who would dare to cause us trouble?”

"Uh..."

Gildas was speechless. Had the chairman gotten too arrogant?

However, what he said does seem to make some sense.

Black Dragon is on our side, and our guild seems to have indeed become the strongest force.

Chapter 158 My clothes are all wet... I want to cry.

Chapter 158, Section 159: My clothes are all wet... I want to cry.

The Ghoul World.

Several days later, investigator Shirou finally obtained the rain magic from his Fairy Tail self.

The antidote has been completely neutralized, ensuring that every drop of water that falls is filled with the antidote.

This magic, after many improvements by Mavis, can be guaranteed to be unblocked by the earth or walls, and naturally, it will not be blocked by clothes or skin.

That night, just after midnight.

"I am in good physical condition and have plenty of magic power in my body."

To ensure this, I ate several times more than usual at dinner.

"I am in good mental condition and can concentrate at a high level."

This is important, since rainmaking is a delicate process, and a slight oversight could result in some areas not being covered by rain.

He opened the window and jumped up.

In the next instant, Shirou had already transformed into the form of a black dragon.

About five or six seconds later, the door to another room opened slightly, and the Anjiu sisters looked at each other in astonishment.

"Teacher Kotomine has turned into a dragon? Am I dreaming?"

"It can't be a dream, how can a dream be this realistic?" Anju Heina looked puzzled, lowering her head and pondering what exactly was going on.

I heard a noise in the living room just now, and I thought that Professor Yanfeng was hungry at night and came over to help.

But unexpectedly, I witnessed the amazing scene of him transforming into a dragon and flying into the sky.

"Tell me, what's Professor Kotomine doing out so late?"

"They must have gone for a drive, right? If I could turn into a dragon, I would definitely want to soar freely in the sky. But flying around in the sky during the day is just too eye-catching."

Anju Heina glanced at Naibai speechlessly, thinking to herself:

That's a thought only Naibai would have.