Fairy Tail: Start with Fairy Queen Erza

"Senior Haiberion, the first seat of the Holy Ten, Senior Urufuheim, the second seat, and Senior Volod, the third seat, have used their reputation to vouch for you, declaring that you are more than capable of taking the fourth seat among the Holy Ten Magisters."

The frog seemed to see Uru's confusion and explained.

"So it's the three seniors."

Upon hearing this, Ulu showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Oh, Uru, have you met those three seniors?"

Ian looked at Ulu and asked puzzledly.

"Yes."

"I saw it before when I was training with Senior Volod."

Ulu nodded slightly and explained.

"Then it all makes sense."

Ian finally understood.

At present, Serena, the first god of the "Ten Holy Ones", is still practicing in some remote place! It makes sense that Uru is ranked fourth in the "Ten Holy Ones".

"Speaking of which, Ian..."

"I was able to enter the Holy Ten Magisters thanks to you."

At this moment, Ulu thought of something, she looked at Ian and spoke softly.

"Thanks to me? Why?"

Ian asked confused.

"Because, after you 'left', the Council seemed to attribute all the credit for conquering Deliora and destroying the Magic Development Bureau and rescuing the children to me, so I have to apologize to you."

Uru looked at Ian and explained.

"it's okay no problem……"

"I never care about these false reputations."

Ian preached very generously.

"Really? Then I'll be relieved."

Uru said this, making an expression of slowly letting out a sigh of relief.

"This is a gift from the Magic Council and the royal family of the Kingdom of Fiore. It's worth 10 million J in total. I hope you can accept it."

Then, the frog handed Uru a magic bank card worth 10 million J.

"I suddenly realized that I actually care about these false reputations."

Ian looked at the bank card in Ulu's hand and said enviously.

"Then what happens next..."

The frog said, looking at Makarov on the side, and asked coldly: "Excuse me, who is Makarov, the president of the Fairy Tail Guild?!"

"I am! I'm here..."

Upon hearing this, Makarov immediately put down all the tourists he was holding. He looked at the frog head in front of him that belonged to the Magic Council and spoke excitedly.

Apparently, Makarov thought he would be praised as well.

"take away!"

After confirming Makarov's identity, the frog tilted its head slightly towards the soldiers behind him.

"Excuse me, please come with us."

As he was speaking, a group of soldiers immediately stepped forward, put handcuffs and leg irons on Makarov, and carried him into a carriage nearby.

"Eh?!"

After Makarov entered the carriage, he came to his senses and seemed to have been captured.

"Then goodbye everyone!"

"Of course I hope we never meet again."

After taking Makarov away, the frog-head bowed deeply to Ian and others and threatened them.

"Goodbye, our dear president!"

"I wish you a speedy escape!"

As for Ian, Uru, and Gildarts, they watched the carriage sent by the Magic Council to detain Makarov gradually go away, and waved goodbye to their great president, and shouted loudly as if they were afraid that Makarov could not hear them.

"You little bastards, wait till I come back from the Magic Council, and I'll take care of you!"

In response, Makarov shouted angrily while sitting in the carriage.

Well, a world where only Makarov was injured was born.

The Uru picture in the previous chapter is terrible. There are bad guys among the crowd.

Chapter 44 Makarov: The Magic Council can’t tell who is the big king and who is the small king!

"By the way, is this really okay?"

"I mean, are we going to let the Magic Council take President Makarov away like this?"

Uru turned sideways and looked at Ian and Gildarts who were sending President Makarov away, and couldn't help but ask.

"no problem."

"Besides, the Magic Council has given us such a great gift, we must at least give something back."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Magic Council?!"

"President Makarov, please write another inspection."

"Anyway, when you reach the level of the Ten Holy Magisters, unless you make an unforgivable mistake, it's just a matter of self-examination."

Ian smiled softly upon hearing this...

He had experienced too many things like this, and he no longer took the Magic Council's pursuit of Makarov seriously...

After all, the Magic Council knows better than anyone that it is precisely because the Ten Holy Magisters and the Council complement each other that they can gain a firm foothold in this continent.

Thinking of this, Ian turned his head to look at Uru and Gildarts, and said calmly: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Just like Ian said."

"You don't need to worry about Makarov's safety, Uru."

Gildarts nodded slightly, indicating that Ian was right.

Apparently Gildarts didn't take the Magic Council's pursuit of Makarov seriously.

In other words, Gildarts never took the Magic Council seriously.

"By the way, I'm starving. I haven't eaten for three days! I'm already exhausted after returning from the mission, and I just had a sparring match with you guys, which used up all of my remaining magic power and physical strength. So let's go eat."

Gildarts watched Ian preach.

"Uncle, what you mean by not eating or drinking for three days and having limited physical and magical strength is that the super magic that can destroy me with one punch, is it really celestial magic, Star Collapse?!"

"Are you a monster from somewhere?"

Ian looked at Gildarts and complained loudly.

"Let's go, let's go..."

"Hurry up and eat!"

Gildarts didn't give Ian a chance to say more. He put his arms around Ian and Uru's shoulders and strode away.

In an instant, all the high-end combat forces of the Fairy Tail Guild had left, leaving only a mess.

In this land that seemed to be covered by intercontinental missiles, the other magicians who were participating in the Fairy Tail 24 Hour Endurance Race were fighting desperately. They were completely unaware that the president of their guild had been captured by the Council. Even the S-class magicians of the guild had gone out to eat and drink.

At this moment, the Fairy Tail members, who were already fighting, had long forgotten what the competition they were participating in was...

There is only one thing on their mind...

That is to kick your opponent's ass hard.

At the same time, the Magic Council.

"Member Toki Andebar..."

"Why should we grant the title of the Ten Holy Mages to the Fairy Tail Magister Uru?!"

"The mages of the Fairy Tail Guild, led by Gildarts, are already very arrogant. They have no idea that they have to bow to our Magic Council! If we grant their guild the title of the Ten Holy Mages, how can we suppress their arrogance in the future?!"

A worker from the Magic Council approached Tochi Anderba, a member of the Magic Council, and asked.

"Haha, what do you know?!"

"It is precisely because Fairy Tail is currently so arrogant that they should be awarded the title of the Ten Holy Magisters of the Guild!"

Tochi Andeba frowned and said in a cold voice.

"Why?!"

The worker looked puzzled and had no idea what Tochi Andeba meant.

"Idiot, that Uru is a strong man recognized by great seniors like Volod! Even if he doesn't have the title of Saint Ten awarded by us, he is still a strong man at the Saint Ten level!"

"Do you know how much disaster an uncontrolled and unrestrained Saint Level 10 strongman will bring to the continent? Isn't having a Kil'darts enough?!"

"But as long as Uru becomes one of the Ten Holy Magisters..."

"She needs to abide by the rules set by the Magic Council regarding the Holy Ten."

"That is to say, Ulu can no longer be so arrogant."

"Once she violates the Ten Holy Regulations, she will be punished!"

"This way we can effectively curb the arrogance of the Fairy Tail Guild."

Tochi Andeba preached seriously.