Chapter 126

"Enough!"

"Laxus!"

Makarov looked at his grandson, who was being utterly unrestrained, and his expression turned a little sad, his face a little ugly.

Anyone who knew that, at the moment they were about to die, the grandson they had always doted on would react like that would feel, to some degree, a little sad — and a little chilled to the bone.

But today, with an outsider like Aizen Sousuke here, a great many things still weren't that convenient.

"Forget it."

"So, old man, I heard we're going to launch a sur-round-and-suppress on that Akatsuki organization or something?"

Seeing that Makarov looked a little like he was about to get angry, Laxus chuckled, shook his head, took his foot off Natsu's body, and said: "This kind of small matter doesn't need to be handed off to anyone else at all."

"And there's no need to bring in any outside help either — just leave it to us, the Thunder God Tribe."

As he spoke, Laxus shot a look of utter contempt at Aizen Sousuke, who, since just now, had 'not dared' to speak and had merely maintained his silence with a face full of smiles.

A rebellious-age brat will always, with the greatest of ease, mistake other people's politeness for something else.

They take other people's politeness for cowardice — for instance, right now, Aizen Sousuke's silence has been mistaken for cowardice.

At this moment, because of the lag in his information, Laxus did not know of Aizen Sousuke's terrifying power; of course, even if he did know, there most likely wouldn't be any great change.

Before actually fighting someone, Laxus never felt he was weaker than anyone.

Having been inoculated with the Dragon-Slaying Lacrima since childhood, Laxus had possessed abnormally powerful and terrifying strength from a young age, which had led to his presently abnormally inflated mentality.

"Well, sorry about that."

"Mr. Laxus here, if it's just you and your companions, you're still a little too weak."

Hearing that Laxus was preparing to overreach himself with a solo challenge against the Akatsuki organization, Aizen Sousuke stepped forward.

Looking at Laxus, who was watching him with an impatient face, Aizen Sousuke said with a slight smile: "The present Mr. Laxus and Mr. Laxus's companions are far from enough to fight the Akatsuki organization."

"Even I can only fight the BOSS of the Akatsuki organization."

Aizen Sousuke was doing his best, on a basis no one would notice, to provoke Laxus.

Although Lin Cheng's emotion value was already quite a lot now, a mosquito is still meat no matter how small — Aizen Sousuke didn't mind letting Lin Cheng's emotion value become a little more.

Besides, it's not as if Laxus is the only one present.

If all the Fairy Tail members present were added together, they should be able to provide close to one million five hundred thousand emotion value — last time, without Makarov, the number five of the Ten Holy Mages, they already provided one million emotion value.

"Oh?"

Just as expected.

As Aizen Sousuke's words fell, the corner of Laxus's mouth visibly twitched, then his expression turned somewhat ferocious, and in a flash of lightning he appeared right in front of Aizen Sousuke.

Looking at Aizen Sousuke, whose smile hadn't changed in the slightest, Laxus narrowed his eyes a little, radiating a dangerous air, and said: "You mean to say that I, Laxus, am no match for you?"

The Fairy Tail members, who had been whispering among themselves, suddenly fell somewhat quiet.

Everyone present was looking at Laxus with a strange expression — that is, Laxus and his team the Thunder God Tribe were the only ones who didn't know Aizen Sousuke's strength; the others all knew Aizen Sousuke's strength.

Although Laxus's strength was very great, and had always been very great from a young age — terrifyingly so.

Even among the many S-Class Mages he was among the very best; calling him a reserve for the Ten Holy Mages was no idle joke — others truly felt that Laxus already possessed strength on the level of the Ten Holy Mages.