Fairy Tail: Start with Fairy Queen Erza

Makarov said this, lowering his head even lower.

"What's the end?"

Ian's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

"Finally we fought..."

"You know, with the strength of Joseph and I, even if we try our best to control our power, we will still cause considerable damage."

Makarov gritted his teeth and answered.

"Tell me! What was broken?"

Ian finally understood everything. He looked at Makarov and said coldly.

"We destroyed three villas at the gathering place, demolished two mountains, and ruined one hundred acres of farmland. We owed a total of 350 million yuan! But fortunately, I won..."

Makarov couldn't help laughing when he said this.

"Old man! Give me back my trust in you!"

Hearing this, Ian pointed at Makarov's nose and roared.

"Uh! The losses of the gathering place will be repaid by Joseph and I..."

"Because the villa where the meeting was held and all the properties there belong to Pol Pot."

"You know, my face is still good!"

"I used to take care of Bob."

Makarov's face is useful...

It means that he knelt at the door of Blue Pegasus and begged Bob to let him go for three days and three nights.

"Bob didn't say anything and directly exempted me from paying back the money I needed to pay."

"Now only Joseph is burdened with debts."

Makarov said this with a hint of gloating.

Joseph was still too young to lose face...

"Since you don't have to pay me back, what do you want from me?"

Ian looked at Makarov and continued to ask.

"Well, although Bob doesn't have to pay back the money..."

"But the fine from the Magic Council still needs to be paid."

Makarov looked at Ian awkwardly and preached.

"How much is the fine?"

Ian looked at Makarov and asked.

"The fine is not much, only five million J."

Makarov answered truthfully.

"How many do you have on you now?"

Ian asked, looking at Makarov.

"Um, two, two hundred..."

Makarov hesitated slightly, his words stuttering.

"Two million J?"

Ian was helpless, but Makarov was his president after all, so he still had to help.

"Ian, you misunderstood, I meant two hundred J!"

Makarov lowered his head and spoke shyly.

"..."

For a moment, Ian and Lao Ma were silent.

Bros,

Chapter 24 Ian: I’m sorry, Lao Ma, I hope you can continue to hold the position of guild president forever!

"You said you only have 200 J left in your body?!"

Ian said, and pulled Makarov up from the ground with one hand...

He pinched Makarov's old face hard and asked angrily: "Old man, are you sure you are not bluffing me?"

Well, at this moment, Ian is thinking...

He no longer had the kind of heartfelt respect he had felt when he introduced Makarov's identity to young Erza.

The one in Ian's heart, who had just come to this world, suffered so much, was ragged, alone, and had no relatives anywhere to turn to, and who had extended a helping hand to him at his most vulnerable moment, and had picked him up when he was hungry and wandering in the town and brought him back to the guild...

Not only did he provide him with free meals, he also lent him the guild's bathhouse and residence for free. Whenever he needed it, he would take a certain amount of time every day to patiently teach him magic. What was even more rare was that Makarov never looked at him with tinted glasses and gave him rare respect...

The old man who had always been in Ian's mind, had a close relationship with him, and could be called both a teacher and a friend, and who was like the patriarch of all the Fairy Tail Guild and took care of everyone, is now dead!

Well, that’s right!

The Makarov of the Holy Ten...

The Fairy Tail Guild President...

Makarov, who was loved by the guild members, is dead!

Those who stay here now are the ones who owe debts and have no money to pay them back, old bastard Makarov.

"Old horse, old horse!"

"What can you tell me about you?!"

Ian threw the old horse to the ground and preached weakly.

"Ian, you forced me to do this!"

"Ian, don't forget..."

"Who picked you up and brought you back to the guild back then?"

"Who gave you three meals a day for free back then?"

"Who taught you magic back then?"

"Who lent you the guild's basement and bathhouse back then?"

"Who gave you a job back then? Who allowed you to support yourself?"

After taking a deep breath, Makarov used "super-level magic" to morally blackmail Ian.

"Haha! Lao Ma, if you say so, we have to settle the accounts..."

"First of all, it is true that you are the guild that picked me up..."

"But why do I remember that I paid for the meal by washing dishes that day?"

"The bathroom and the basement were indeed lent to me..."

"But I remember that from that day on, I was the one cleaning these two places, right?"

"Guess the first magic I learned was cleaning magic. Why?"

"Of course none of this matters, it's all in the past!"

"Why don't we calculate how much money I have paid for the guild every year in the past three years?!"

Ian said, pulling out a calculator.

"Ian, are you going to just watch your beloved president being arrested by the Council because he couldn't pay a mere 5 million J fine and stand by and do nothing to save him?"

Seeing that moral kidnapping was ineffective, Makarov first interrupted Ian's action of using a calculator to calculate how much money the guild had paid for each year. Then he looked at Ian, crying and snotting, and played the emotional card.

"Actually, I think so!"

"You were captured by the Magic Council. In the Council's prison, you have to reflect on what you did not do well enough. There is nothing wrong with it. "

"Guess who those brats in the guild always mess up the missions they've already got, either by demolishing a few houses or by shooting away the people who need to be protected, along with the killers? Who's the reason for that?"

Ian looked at Lao Ma and spoke weakly.

"Wow, wow, I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again next time..."

Makarov lowered his head, like an elementary school student who had made a mistake.

"It was mainly because I was in a good mood that day. I just drank a little..."

"Plus, that bastard Joseph actually said to my face that the magicians of the Fairy Tail Guild are far inferior to their Phantom Magicians!"

Makarov gritted his teeth when he said this.

"Huh? What else did Joseph say?"

When Ian heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"He also said that all the S-class mages in our Fairy Tail Guild are fakes!"

Makarov clenched his fists and spoke angrily.

"Huh? Anything else?"

Ian's forehead was bulging with veins as he continued to ask.

"He also said..."

Makarov said this with a hesitant look.

"What did you say?"

Ian stamped his feet, looked at Lao Ma and continued to ask.

"He said, Ian, you and Gildarts are totally insignificant..."