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Chapter 87? I'm fighting a Saint?
Chapter 88? I'm going to fight the Ten Wizard Saints? (Please subscribe!)
"Fairy Tail is the strongest guild!"
"Bullshit! The Spectre Dominators are the strongest guild!"
"You're talking nonsense! The Phantom Lord is nothing!"
"Alright, alright! I think you've been flattered for too long!"
By the time Moen’s attention was drawn to this side, Makarov and Joseph Pola had already started arguing fiercely.
The two men were flushed, partly from drinking quite a bit of alcohol, and partly from genuine anger; they were both truly furious.
"No? What happened?"
Moen looked completely bewildered, and he quickly walked over.
"Hey! Moen! Are you getting involved in the president's business too?"
Packas called out to Moen, who looked surprised.
Seeing the situation over there, Pacas didn't dare to approach at all. The magic power of President Makarov and President Joseph had already erupted, and the terrifying aura made people tremble.
Although Pacas enjoys fighting strong opponents, he doesn't like to die needlessly. The "Ten Wizard Saints" are a realm he can only look up to at right now, and he might not even be able to withstand the aftershocks of a battle with them. It's better for him to stand far away and behave himself.
"Of course, that's my grandfather. How could I stand by and do nothing?"
Moen left a message and, ignoring Packas, squeezed his way to Makarov and Joseph Pola, who were being watched.
"President Joseph, what are you trying to do?"
Arriving beside the two, under the terrifying pressure of magic, Moen narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Joseph Pora, who exuded a disgusting aura.
As one of the "Ten Wizards", Joseph Pola's magical power was not much weaker than Makarov's; at least they appeared to be evenly matched.
However, the two gave off completely different vibes. Makarov's magic was open and aboveboard, even radiating a golden light.
Around Joseph Pola, purple evil magic wafted everywhere, exuding an aura of death. Even a mage with insufficient power would feel nauseous just standing in front of him.
"Get out! You snot-nosed, vicious dog, stop barking here!"
Joseph Paula glanced at Moen and bluntly cursed. He naturally disliked the genius boy from Fairy Tail, especially since Moen was Makarov's grandson.
"nerve!"
Moen's face darkened instantly. This Joseph Pola really didn't know what was good for him! No wonder he didn't look like a good person!
Moen felt that he had been quite polite and had not meant any disrespect, but Joseph Polla had started cursing without any manners or martial ethics.
"A thirty-something-year-old Wizard of the Ten Wizard Saints, in the prime of his life, provokes an eighty-year-old elder and insults a child who's only ten or so years old. President Joseph Pola, what a display of both martial prowess and virtue! He's shameless!"
Moen spoke decisively, showing no hesitation due to Joseph Pola's identity or strength, and immediately began to deal true damage!
Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife!
Joseph Pollard's foul mouth was like a rootless duckweed, unable to stand on its own, while Moen's words were like a sharp knife piercing straight into people's hearts.
"That's really going too far! Joseph, taking advantage of his prime years, beats the elderly and scolds the young. Isn't that bullying?"
"Brother, you don't actually think Joseph can beat old man Makarov, do you? I'm afraid he'll get his ass kicked!"
"Joseph is always like that, arrogant and looking down on everyone. He deserves to be taught a lesson by old man Makarov!"
"This little guy is quite bold, daring to confront Joseph so directly. I was even a bit intimidated standing next to Joseph, but this child isn't afraid at all. Truly, heroes emerge from among the young!"
"Is it possible that you're just too weak?"
"You want to fight too, huh?!"
The surrounding guild leaders chattered amongst themselves, showing no respect for Joseph Bora. Few seemed to have a good impression of him, and it appeared that they didn't have a good relationship with him.
"You bastard! You're asking for it!"
Joseph Paula was immediately enraged. Firstly, what he had done was indeed unpleasant to talk about—he had punched the Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked the Beihai Kindergarten. Secondly, the taunts from the surrounding association leaders made his blood boil, and he could no longer tolerate it.
Most importantly, the fact that most people actually thought he couldn't beat Makarov was the most unbearable thing for him!
"Buzz!"
Joseph Polla extended his hand, and a purplish-black light condensed on his five fingers, exuding a terrifying aura of dark magic.
Five purple missiles were launched at Moen at an astonishing speed, but before the dark magic missiles could hit Moen, Makarov had already stepped in front of him.
"Buzz!"
A golden magic circle opened, instantly capturing the magic missile.
"Joseph!!! Looks like I have to teach you a lesson!"
Makarov raised his head and stared at Joseph Bora with an incredibly fierce and frightening look.
Joseph Paula's attack on Moen has touched a nerve with the old man. From now on, this is no longer just a matter of personal feelings!
"Buzz!!!"
A terrifying magical power erupted from Makarov's body. The oppressive force of the emanating magical power was so great that even the guild leaders of the surrounding magic guilds could not withstand it, and they all retreated backward, their faces filled with awe for the powerful figure.
"Makarov! Calm down!"
Goldman shouted anxiously to Makarov, "This venue really can't afford Makarov's antics!"
Goldman was well aware of Makarov's strength; the old man could destroy this place with a single kick!
"Don't fight here. If you're going to fight, go outside."
Bob was also trying to persuade them from the side. He could see that it seemed that things would not end without a fight.
However, it would be best for two of the "Ten Wizard Saints" to fight in another location, otherwise this venue could be destroyed in no time.
"Old man! Today I'll see what you're made of! Let's see if you old fogies who occupy these positions are still worthy of your titles!"
Joseph Paula ignored Goldman and Bob's words, as he was looking at Makarov with excitement.
To be honest, Joseph Paula had been waiting for this day for a very long time!
Today he will defeat Makarov in broad daylight and in front of everyone!
He was about to declare that the Phantom Lords would reclaim their title of strongest, and that the so-called "Fairy Tail" was nothing but a bunch of thieves! A bunch of thieves who had usurped the number one throne!
"Young man, you really don't know your place if you don't get a beating."
Makarov spoke slowly with a grim face, his expression fierce. He would reveal this extremely ferocious side whenever someone attacked the children in the guild.
"boom!!!"
"Snap, snap!"
"Splash splash splash!"
As Makarov's anger surged, the ground began to shake and crack, the guild hall seemed to tremble constantly, the tables and chairs shook, and glass tableware and windows were shattered by the magical fluctuations.
The venue for the regular meetings was built by all the members of the local guild alliance sharing the costs, and the expenses for each meeting were also shared by all the participants.
However, the cost of repairing this damage will obviously no longer be shared equally; Makarov will have to pay for it all himself, and Fairy Tail will have to foot the bill, since Makarov was the one who caused the damage.
However, even if Fairy Tail can't come up with the money, there are ways. They just need to give Joseph Bora a good beating and then ask the Phantom Lords to fund the reconstruction.
The battle between Makarov and Joseph Pola was about to break out, but Moen was distracted by the system.
[Ding! Mission triggered!]
Mission Name: "The Ten Saints Attack!"
Task details:
Joseph Pola, one of the Ten Wizard Saints, guild master of Phantom Lord, and arch-rival of Fairy Tail.
At the guild leader's regular meeting, he provoked Makarov and you, and insulted the Fairy Tail guild. He must be taught a lesson!
Mission Progress: Defeat Joseph Paula (Incomplete)
Mission Reward: Random Gold Saint Skill.
Looking at the mission details, Moen was completely baffled.
'Huh? I'm fighting the Ten Wizard Saints?'
Looking at Grandpa Makarov in front of him and Joseph Pola opposite him, Moen couldn't help but swallow hard. Although he had always been confident in his own strength and even more confident in the future.
If one cultivates their microcosm to the right degree, tearing the sky apart with a punch and shattering the earth with a kick is nothing unusual. But the problem is, that's not the case now!
Moen has only established connections with three constellations so far, and his only skill that is about to reach the intermediate level is "Pegasus Meteor Fist". It is really exaggerated for him to fight the Ten Wizard Saints now. These Ten Wizard Saints are not easy to deal with!
Under Moen's watchful eye, Makarov slapped out, his arm rapidly enlarging to completely cover Joseph Paula.
Joseph Paula vanished instantly and reappeared in another location not far away, appearing as if he had teleported.
"boom!"
Makarov slammed his palm directly onto the ground, causing the entire building to tremble. His slap nearly shattered the foundation, and this was already a restrained effort, or rather, he hadn't exerted any force at all.
(End of this chapter)