Chapter 481

In the northern plains, the Emperor of the Alvarez Empire, Zeref, along with a host of troops.

And several of the Twelve Holy Shields, after having gone through a war.

Also immediately stopped, letting the many soldiers stop to rest and reorganize.

But this decision, after Inbel spoke it, was immediately met with a piece of news that made Zeref unable to sit still on the spot.

In the other two battlefields, virtually all of the Twelve Holy Shields had been annihilated.

Including armies of tens of thousands, meeting the same fate.

Apart from Brandish and the war empress Timaris, whose life and death were unknown, there was no one else.

"Even August 173 has already ended..."

"Otherworlders..."

A cold glint flashed through Zeref Dragneel's eyes. He let out a light sigh, then immediately looked toward the horizon.

In his heart, he still felt a slight bit of regret over August's death.

But it was precisely this feeling of regret that caused the magical aura around Zeref's body to begin to grow strange.

"Inbel, continue the advance, faster."

"Faster, to reach Fairy Tail."

A cold glint flashed through Zeref's eyes, different from the compassionate emperor from before.

At this moment, there were no longer any emotions in Zeref's heart; one could also say he had erased all of his emotions.

At this moment, he no longer even cared about the life or death of others.

Including these Twelve Holy Shields by his side.

Valkyrie Ailin, Inbel, Larcade—these three people, apart from perhaps Valkyrie Ailin, would probably all be willing to die in Zeref's place.

"Your Majesty... we have only just ended a war..."

Inbel hesitated slightly. As the administrator of the Alvarez Empire,

He was absolutely loyal to Zeref, even a fanatical follower.

But his long-standing administration had also given him deep feelings for this country.

He did not want these soldiers of the Alvarez Empire to be senselessly sacrificed.

"Inbel?"

"Are you questioning my decision?"

Zeref's voice was extremely icy. Even this person known as the Winter General, Inbel,

Felt as if he himself had fallen into an abyss of ice, so suffocated that even breathing was difficult.

"Father, let me handle Inbel for you."

Larcade, who had been sitting quietly on the side, suddenly opened his eyes.

An extreme white light flashed within those eyes, and Larcade slightly raised his own palm.

But at that moment a magic wand was placed before him, blocking his next move.

"Larcade, shut up."

"Your Majesty, Inbel was merely considering the state of the soldiers."

Valkyrie Ailin slightly bowed her body, offering Zeref a salute.

As the one who had known Zeref the longest, she was deeply aware of how terrifying this Black Mage was.

But she did not hold much reverence; instead, she cast a somewhat pitying glance at Inbel.

"Inbel, I do not need you to question my decision."

"If we do not move faster, I'm afraid things will become very troublesome."

Zeref, who had gradually withdrawn his own aura, looked at Inbel kneeling on the ground before him.

In a figure that should have had no emotions at all, a slight tremor appeared.

Otherworlders capable of dealing with the Black Dragon Acnologia—then there was no need to think further.