Chapter 204

"So, so I just refuse to accept it!"

Speaking of this, Makarov also scratched his head with some embarrassment:

"I had a bit to drink at the time, and I completely looked down on that bald guy or whatever, so I just said it."

"What 'strongest of the younger generation'? We could pick anyone from our guild and press that bald guy into the dirt and rub him around."

"Besides, strictly speaking, that bald guy doesn't even count as the younger generation anymore; he's pushing thirty, and he still has the nerve to call himself the younger generation."

Makarov complained incessantly.

"Then, you went head-to-head with that old lady Oba?"

Black Natsu looked up at Makarov.

"You bet!" Makarov raised his head.

"I said it right then, the strongest has to be us. Who in our guild isn't a monster among monsters? A mere bald guy? We could crush him easily!"

"After that, Oba wouldn't accept it either, and the two of us started arguing."

"In the end, we made a bet: at this year's routine council, we'd hold a competition between the younger generations to prove who is the strongest."

"The loser has to publicly issue a statement saying their guild is inferior to the other, and then, the Guild Master has to perform a striptease in public, take photos, and get them in the Weekly Sorcerer!"

Black Natsu's hands couldn't help but tremble.

He looked at Makarov with a stunned expression: "You two are at such an age... your games are quite wild, aren't they?"

Makarov's face was also full of helplessness.

"Not the kind where you get completely naked; I was drunk at the time and just said it off the cuff."

"Anyway, the result was that other guilds got involved too, and everyone agreed to it."

"However, no one mentioned it again after that."

"Originally, I thought it was just drunken babble and that no one would take it seriously."

"But!"

Speaking of this, Makarov was suddenly furious.

"A while ago, news suddenly broke that the bald guy from Lamia Scale, a guy named Jura, had actually become one of the Ten Wizard Saints!"

"Even if he's just at the bottom, he's still a Wizard Saint!"

"Good grief, I received the news that very morning, and very quickly! That old hag sent a communication."

"The content was probably that the bet is still on, right?" Black Natsu swirled his teacup.

Makarov nodded.

"To be honest, I was a bit panicked at the time. After all, you weren't here, and that guy Gildarts was off on a hundred-year quest. There was no one in the guild."

"What about Laxus, Erza, and Mirajane? Each of them is very strong."

Makarov waved his hand: "He is indeed strong, but the opponent is a member of the Ten Wizard Saints after all. It’s not very stable to send them up."

"Besides, I heard that Ichiya from Blue Pegasus, Bacchus from Quatro Cerberus—anyway, the strongest from every guild—are all training intensely during this time."

"Clearly, no one wants to be at the bottom this time."

"So, wasn't I just worrying about that? And then you came back. This really is heaven helping me!"

"Guild Master, have you ever thought about what would happen if I didn't go?"

Black Natsu swirled his cup with interest.

When Makarov heard this, he immediately became anxious.

He hurriedly leaned in front of Black Natsu.

"You, you, you... you just drank such precious tea of mine..."

"Stop, stop." Black Natsu quickly waved his hand to interrupt Makarov's words.

"It's not like I haven't drunk this Ice Emperor Tea before, and the real, freshly picked kind at that."

"The taste is quite different from this. Could it be... that this tea of yours has been sitting for too long?"

Makarov's expression stiffened.

He gave a hollow laugh: "Uh... that... I guess it really has been sitting too long, maybe it got damp."

"Anyway, you drank my stuff, you can't go back on your word."

"Otherwise... otherwise..."

Makarov's gaze kept darting around the office.

Finally, it locked onto a pillar.

"Otherwise, I'll just bash my head against this and die here; that's better than losing face in front of the whole world!"

But Black Natsu remained unmoved.

While sitting there drinking tea, he looked at the pillar.

"This thing won't kill you."

Makarov: "..."

"Oh my~ just help me fulfill this wish. You know, I probably won't live much longer..."

Seeing that his trump card didn't work, Makarov had no choice but to play the pity card.

Watching this scene, Black Natsu couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"Fine, I'll go. Seriously, I have to waste a few days of training time again."

Makarov's eyes glowed with golden light.

Before his excited words could come out!

Boom~~

A violent explosion resounded through the entire guild.

The surprise from just a moment ago turned into horror.

Makarov blinked in astonishment.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"It seems the sound came from below."

Black Natsu pointed below the guild.

Hearing this, Makarov immediately felt something was wrong and rushed out of the office, taking three steps in two.

Just as he reached the second-floor railing.

Makarov was stunned!

Is this... still the Fairy Tail guild?

He saw that the entire guild was in a mess.

The intact walls already had pockmarked holes in them.

The chaotic crowd was already brawling.

Most eye-catching were the two girls pulling each other's collars or hair, still cursing at each other.

And Lucy, who was standing at Damenkou, already looking dumbfounded.

Makarov suddenly felt his blood pressure rising.

His cheeks were also flushed red with anger.

"You... you bunch of bastards!!"

"Stop it right now, all of you!!!"

Several days had passed since Lucy joined the guild.

During this time, Lucy could be considered to have become familiar with most of the people in the guild.

For example, the younger generation such as Gray, Cana, Erza, Mirajane, Elfman, Lisanna, and Levy.

She had also successfully completed a mission.

Since she was a newcomer, the first mission required an original member to lead and familiarize her with the mission process and the like.

Because Erza and Mirajane had unexpectedly teamed up to go on a mission, this task fell squarely on the shoulders of Hei Black Nazi.

Although he was somewhat unwilling, under Lucy's repeated pleas, Hei Black Nazi went anyway.

This mission was very simple: help find a book, which required a blonde maid.

Overall, Hei Black Nazi was just a tag-along character; most of the time he was training with weights on his own, letting Happy assist Lucy in successfully resolving the mission.

And it was precisely this mission that made Lucy seem even more curious about Hei Black Nazi.