Fairy Tail: You call this celestial magic?

"Well, it's almost time for the meeting."

Moon looked at Grandpa Makarov. The old man had already climbed up from the table. He sat on the edge of the table rubbing his eyes, trying to clear his mind. He had to go upstairs to speak later.

"Then let's go. I guess there won't be any breakfast today."

Makarov jumped off the table, looked at the messy banquet hall, and said with a smile.

This routine meeting should be the shortest one in history. After the meeting today, everyone can go home because there is not even a place to eat.

"Luckily, the decoration style of this venue is relatively simple, otherwise we would have spent a lot of money. Now it seems okay."

Moon had already silently calculated last night that it wouldn't cost too much to build this banquet hall, probably a few million J, not more than 10 million J. Fortunately, it only affected this banquet hall, otherwise it would have been a huge expense.

The reason why the decoration style of this regular meeting venue is so simple is that this problem was taken into consideration from the beginning, right?

Moon looked at the messy banquet hall with suspicion. He had reason to suspect that this place had been renovated before!

However, Grandpa Makarov refused to admit it, saying that this was the first time and he definitely had never destroyed this place before.

Regardless of whether Moon believed it or not, Makarov himself believed it.

The grandfather and grandson left the banquet hall and went to the conference hall. Before leaving, Moon, who was worried, reinforced the banquet hall again and added another layer of ice.

The entire regular meeting venue is actually integrated. Moon was afraid that if the banquet hall collapsed, other places would also collapse. The reason why he stayed behind at night was also for this reason.

Soon, the grandfather and grandson arrived at the conference hall. The conference hall here was much more formal than the banquet hall, at least not so simple, and looked quite solemn.

However, the people participating in the meeting seemed a bit disorganized. A group of people sat together in twos and threes, and there seemed to be no arrangement of seats. Anyone could sit wherever they wanted. This resulted in everyone sitting with familiar people, distributed in small groups.

In addition to Moon, younger members like Jura Reikis, Pakas, and Kallen who came with them were also present. There was no intention to avoid suspicion or keep the content of the meeting confidential.

Perhaps it was because of the identities of the wizards who came with them, who were generally the trusted and beloved generals and close juniors of the guild leaders, so there was no need to avoid suspicion.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is nothing in the topics they are going to discuss at the meeting that cannot be made public.

"Sit down! Sit down! Otherwise I'll make you all spin in circles!"

On the podium in front of the conference hall, the short Oba Barbasma stood on a low stool, constantly muttering instructions, asking the guild presidents who had arrived one after another to take their seats.

"It's obvious that Granny Obama is someone who can't sit still."

Moon and Grandpa Makarov found a place to sit, and the grandfather and grandson kept whispering to each other about Oba Barbasma.

"It's been like this for many years. There's no peace and quiet where she is."

Makarov commented sarcastically that they had known each other for decades and knew each other's personalities very well.

"Mohn! Makarov! Quiet!"

Perhaps she heard someone whispering to her, but Oba Barbasma suddenly called out the names of Moon and Makarov, which made the grandfather and grandson shut up immediately.

After a while, the people attending the meeting arrived one after another. Goodman and Bob brought Pakas and Kallen over and sat together with Makarov and Moon, grandfather and grandson.

Kallen's expression was cold, and she still looked rude to everyone. It was unclear whether she had listened to Moon's advice or not.

However, Pakas was still very enthusiastic, almost becoming a little fan of Moon, even though he was obviously older than Moon.

The two of them didn't say a few words before the regular meeting officially began. Obama Barbasma stood on the stage. She was the host of this regular meeting and was responsible for presiding over the proceedings of this meeting.

The host of each regular meeting will be changed, and everyone will take turns. This will not only avoid the trouble of having the same president preside over the meeting, but also give everyone the opportunity to stand on the stage and lead the meeting.

"In the year X778, the third regular meeting of the Guild Presidents has officially begun."

On the podium, Obama announced loudly, and then everyone below gave a token round of applause.

"What's going on?! Didn't you have breakfast?!"

The sparse applause seemed to make Granny Obama very dissatisfied. She slammed the podium and loudly questioned the presidents below.

“I really haven’t eaten yet!”

"This old woman has so many things to do."

"Just bear with it, or I'll make you spin in circles!"

The presidents below complained a lot, but they were already used to Obama's style, so they all clapped their hands honestly and even shouted a few times perfunctorily.

Although she was criticized, Grandma Obama didn't care at all. She was satisfied with everyone's applause, so she continued with the process.

Seeing this scene, Moon felt both amused and annoyed. They were clearly a group of walking humanoid weapons, each leading a group of magicians with considerable lethality, but the organization they established looked like a makeshift comedy troupe.

It is really hard to imagine the terrifying power behind such a group of people.

But in a sense, it is precisely because of a group of people with such personalities that peace can be maintained on the continent of Ishgar.

On the podium, Grandma Obama was talking incessantly, and Moon was listening silently, searching for useful information.

The content of the meeting covered all aspects, all of which were very positive, mostly about the development of their magician guild.

For example, how to adapt to the policy changes in the Kingdom of Fiore, changes in the magic material market, new policies of the Magic Council, etc.

This sounds like an ordinary industry association, with concerns that are no different from those of other industry associations.

"This is the power of an order that has been stable for hundreds of years. We, the formal guilds, are united under this order."

Moon thought silently that this kind of order was not easy to establish, and it was established after countless turmoil.

He had read history and knew that the world was very chaotic in the early days, and the harmonious coexistence between ordinary people and magicians was hard-won.

There is no doubt that magicians are indeed a privileged class in life. Although some of them do not live a very wealthy life, at least their lives are much more secure than those of ordinary people.

Chapter 94: Magic Council? Bullshit!

"Makarov, come up and tell us how to deal with the people of the Magic Council."

After everyone discussed various policies for a while and formulated the general direction for everyone to move forward together, Obama directly called Makarov's name.

Everyone looked at Makarov, with smiles in their eyes. As the person who had the most dealings with the Magic Council in the entire Kingdom of Fiore, Makarov deserved to be able to give a solo speech.

In the entire Kingdom of Fiore, no one knows how to deal with the Magic Council better than him.

"Crack~"

Makarov's snot bubble burst and he fell forward, then stopped immediately. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Moon.

"Moen, is the meeting over?"

Makarov asked, having fallen asleep early, just minutes after Oba Barbasma began to speak.

"How can it be over? You haven't even given your speech yet."

Moen smiled helplessly, but he could understand Grandpa Makarov being sleepy. Grandma Oba was just too talkative! She kept mumbling and her topics were always divergent.

Not to mention Makarov, if Moon hadn't come here for the first time, and if he hadn't been very curious about the content of the meeting, he would have probably fallen asleep long ago.

“Oh yeah, speech!”

After Moon's reminder, Makarov also reacted. He stood up and went on stage, not caring at all about everyone's smiling eyes.

Makarov walked up to the podium and exchanged seats with Oba. Both of them were short, so Makarov used the stool that Oba was standing on. Otherwise, Makarov would have to use magic to become taller.

Standing on the podium, Makarov quickly got into the state. He cleared his throat and began to recall the speech he had prepared before, but he couldn't remember a single word. After a good night's sleep, he had completely forgotten the manuscript.

So Makarov started to express himself freely. He didn't have a speech manuscript, so he could only express himself freely at this time.

"Ahem, regarding the Magic Council, I only want to emphasize three points here."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Makarov spoke with a serious expression.

“First, as long as you obey the law, you don’t have to be afraid of them.

Second, put your guildmates first in everything. If necessary, it doesn't matter if you break some rules. Just accept the fines and penalties afterwards.

Third, try to get as many people as possible into the Council so they can help out if anything happens. As a neutral magical nation with a large number of wizard guilds, our Kingdom of Fiore should have greater influence on the Magic Council."

Makarov said whatever he thought, which made Moon's eyelids twitch. If the people in the Magic Council heard this speech, Grandpa Makarov would definitely write a self-criticism again.

"No, why don't you follow the script?!"

Moon couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. The manuscript he prepared at the beginning was not written like this!

He had seen the speech before, and the content in the speech was very normal. It seemed that Sister Ai Luo was responsible for drafting it, which was very harmonious.

The main content was about how their local guild alliance should cooperate with the Magic Council to better manage the Magician Guild of the Kingdom of Fiore. The wording was quite official and there would be no mistakes. Makarov only had to read it.

As a result, Makarov did not follow the script at all, but made outrageous remarks on his own. He was sincere, but he was also very disrespectful!

"Makarov! Don't say that!"

Obaba Barbasuma couldn't help but speak up, "You people from Fairy Tail can mess around, but don't drag everyone else along with you. After all, not all wizard guilds have the same foundation as Fairy Tail."

"Uh, I'm just saying it casually."

Makarov didn't say much. After making these three points, he simply walked down from the podium, as if he had finished his speech.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the old man slowly returned to his seat with his hands behind his back, looking like a hermit.

As for the Magic Council, most wizard guilds mainly cooperate with it. Anyway, the Council will not interfere with the management of the front line. As long as they do not violate the rules and regulations set by the Council, they will not care at all. Not every guild deals with the Magic Council as frequently as "Fairy Tail".

Most wizard guilds contact the Magic Council usually for joint missions or to provide information about dark guilds. Trivial matters usually do not alarm the Magic Council at all.

Therefore, Makarov's shocking remarks truly shocked many guild leaders. Is this how the major guilds treat the Magic Council? They're so disrespectful?!

In fact, this is not too much of a disrespect. After all, Makarov also emphasized the need to abide by various rules and regulations. Except in fierce battles, there is really no way to ignore them.

Fairy Tail is such a troublemaker, but it was only scolded by the Magic Council and Makarov was only asked to write a self-criticism.

The most crucial reason is that they are actually very "sensible" and only cause some problems such as "the fierce battle affects too large a range".

It sounds very serious, and in fact the damage caused is indeed serious, but this does not involve any real issues of principle.

What is the real issue of principle?

Wars broke out between guilds, harming civilians.

These things are slides that absolutely cannot be touched. Even if it is a large guild, if it touches them, it will be severely punished. It is normal to disband the guild, expel the guild, and label it as a dark guild.

This is also why the Dark Guild is the Dark Guild. What they do is always crossing the bottom line.

"If you, Fairy Tail, keep messing around like this, you'll eventually be labeled a dark guild, and then we'll all come together to crush you!"

Grandma Obama was standing on the podium, very angry about Makarov's outrageous remarks. Originally, after Makarov came up and said a few words, the meeting was almost over, and she had successfully completed her hosting task.

As a result, Makarov came up and defecated a big thing, which made her, the manager, very embarrassed. If this matter gets out, don't let them, the Snake Princess Scales, be implicated, because they have always abided by the law.

Moreover, she was still working on selecting the "Ten Holy Wizards" for Jura Reikis, and she couldn't afford to offend the Magic Council.

Look at Gildarts from "Fairy Tail". He is so powerful, but he has never had a "status". This must be related to the bad reputation of "Fairy Tail"!

Oba Barbasma thought so in her heart. If she was not afraid of the bad influence, she felt that the Magic Council would be eager to strip Makarov of his title of "Ten Holy Wizards", but of course this was impossible.

First of all, there is Makarov himself. He is so famous and is a true veteran legend. No one can insult him lightly. Secondly, the third point Makarov just said is too true. It is indeed useful to put people into the Magic Council!

There are members of the current Magic Council who are from Fairy Tail and often speak up for Fairy Tail.

Although she complained and criticized Makarov, Oba Barbasma actually did not think there was anything wrong with what Makarov said. She could only say that these things were not suitable to be said openly.

Makarov didn't care at all about Oba's complaints. Let's put it this way, even if the people in the Magic Council had ten thousand guts, they would not dare to label "Fairy Tail" as a dark guild, because that would affect the order of the entire Kingdom of Fiore.

After this little incident, apart from some shock to the presidents present at the meeting, there was no other impact.

Obama made a simple conclusion with a sour face, and then announced the official end of this routine meeting.

Normally, there should be a banquet after the regular meeting, but this time there was obviously no banquet, so everyone just packed up their things and left.

Chapter 95 Fame

The meeting officially ended and everyone went home. Moon and Makarov naturally couldn't leave, they had to stay and repair the venue.

Through the magic crystal ball that can be used for video communication, they have informed everyone in the guild of the situation, and the "Fairy Tail Construction Team" led by Uncle Reinhardt has been dispatched again.

This time it was a business trip, and the allowance was sufficient. Everyone came here happily, and it didn't take long to successfully complete the repair work.

This is called professionalism!

The journey back was quite lively. One of the guild members booked an entire carriage and returned to the guild happily.

"Snapped!"

Makarov kicked the door open and walked into the guild carelessly, only to be greeted with a roll of the eyes from Airl.

"I went out for a regular meeting and spent nearly 10 million J. President, please stop vandalizing public property when you come back. Laqi has been working very hard too."

Aiello was busy at the bar, and then he took the time to complain.