Chapter 203

[Her head turned to the side.]

["I was wondering who it was, so you're here too, fat pig?"]

["Fat... pig??"]

[Lucy's expression stiffened.]

[Are the people in this guild all this wild?]

[Lucy turned her head to look and finally discovered the person's appearance.]

[A signature crimson long hair draped over her back, wearing armor, arms crossed, her exquisite face filled with astonishment, and... undisguised anger!]

["Who are you talking about? Skinny woman?" Erza asked with a frown.]

["Whoever answers is who I'm talking about, right? Armored woman?" Mirajane responded indifferently.]

["Want to fight??"] [Erza clenched her fists.]

["Exactly! I haven't settled the last score yet!"] [Mirajane rubbed her hands.]

["Hey... shouldn't you manage them?" Lucy asked worriedly.]

[Black Natsu's eyelids jumped wildly, and finally shook his head.]

[He said helplessly: "Can't manage them, it's been over a year, and it's still like this."]

[He patted Lucy on the shoulder: "Adapt well, Fairy Tail might exceed your imagination!"]

[After saying that, Black Natsu turned toward the second floor, slowly bypassing Erza and Mirajane, who were already head-to-head and hurling insults at each other.]

[Then, he walked straight toward the second floor.]

[And found Makarov's office and knocked on the door.]

["Natsu? Hurry, hurry!! Come in!!"]

[Makarov's voice, excited to the extreme, came from inside the room.]

[Guild second floor.]

[Inside Makarov's office.]

[Makarov excitedly closed the communication screen of the magic crystal.]

[Then sat in his chair and couldn't help but laugh out loud.]

["Hahaha, those guys, I can already imagine how ugly their faces will be when the time comes!! Hahaha!"]

[Makarov's laughter couldn't even be isolated by the tightly closed door.]

[Creak...]

[The door was slowly opened, and Black Natsu stepped in.]

[He glanced suspiciously at Makarov, who was laughing like something.]

[Couldn't help but ask: "Master, you seem... very excited?"]

["That's for sure, this is a great opportunity to hold my head high!!"]

[Makarov looked at Black Natsu, said triumphantly, and then jumped down from his seat.]

[He leaned behind Black Natsu and pushed him toward the sofa.]

[While walking, Makarov asked.]

["I already know about this mission, you did a great job!"]

["It's okay, the other party's strength isn't very strong." Black Natsu was pushed to the sofa and sat down.]

["Eh, don't belittle yourself, this is the reason why you are strong."]

[Makarov said.]

[Then, an old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.]

[Poured a cup of tea for Black Natsu.]

[Black Natsu frowned, looking at the tea handed to him, a bit afraid to start.]

[Couldn't help but ask: "What exactly happened?"]

["You drink first, drink first."]

[Makarov smiled without saying a word, and kept stuffing the tea into Black Natsu's hand.]

["You're like this... I'm afraid to drink it..."]

[Black Natsu responded vigilantly.]

["Hey! Nothing happened, you drink it, it's fine, it's fine."]

[Makarov kept waving his hand to signal.]

[Black Natsu, who couldn't refuse Makarov, had to pick up the tea, moved his nose, smelled it, and after confirming there was no problem, took a drink with peace of mind.]

["Actually, I just want to take you to participate in the routine meeting that is about to be held."]

[Makarov said indifferently.]

["PUFF!!!"]

[Black Natsu's eyes bulged, and he immediately wanted to spit it out.]

[Makarov's movements were faster!]

[Even pulling out afterimages in mid-air, one hand covered Black Natsu.]

[An old face smiled and said.]

["After taking my benefits, don't refuse, after all, this is the Ice Emperor Tea that can only be produced from the Extreme Cold Snow Mountain."]

["It's a few grades higher than Ice Spirit Grass, the kind with an annual output of less than one hundred catties."]

["The selling price is even millions of Jewels per catty, this sip of yours consumed at least tens of thousands of Jewels!!"]

[Makarov was like an old fox, introducing triumphantly how valuable his tea was.]

[The corners of Black Natsu's eyes twitched wildly.]

[Then he nodded helplessly.]

[This made Makarov nod with satisfaction and let go of Black Natsu.]

["Hoo..."]

[Taking a long breath, Black Natsu looked at Makarov helplessly.]

["I knew it, your benefits are not to be taken at all."]

["Hey! What kind of talk is this? Aren't we close?"]

["I even treated you to a meal worth over a million Jewels before." Makarov waved his hand indifferently.]

["You have already said this matter more than three thousand times." A cold sweat slid down Black Natsu's forehead.]

[Makarov's waving hand stiffened, and he immediately played dumb:]

["More than three thousand times? Is there? No, right?"]

["Oh well, anyway, those are not important, what's important is that you must go to the routine meeting with me in a few days."]

[Black Natsu shook his head, then picked up the tea on the table.]

[While drinking, he asked: "So, why must I go?"]

[Speaking of this, Makarov stood up from his seat immediately.]

[With his hands behind his back, he said slowly:]

["Isn't it because of those old guys, Bob, Goldman, especially that old witch named Ooba."]

["Aren't these your good friends?" Black Natsu was puzzled.]

[Makarov turned his head immediately, and his face began to look a bit ferocious.]

["But! They are also masters of other guilds!"]

[He took a deep breath: "Actually, speaking of routine meetings, most people think that this is a meeting where a group of guild masters gather together to discuss major events in the magic world."]

["But in fact, it's just a scene where we old guys sit together to brag and play."]

["However, all this changed at that routine meeting a year ago."]

["Ooba of Lamia Scale, that old witch, last year, brought a bald head to the routine meeting and started to show off wildly."]

["Blowing about how powerful that bald head is and so on."]

["Like beating his peers, the future strongest candidate in the magic world, and also, the reserved person for the Ten Wizard Saints and so on!"]

["Good guy, that was infinitely glorious."]

["So what?" Black Natsu continued to ask unhurriedly.]