Chapter 589

But Hirako Shinji suddenly striking up a conversation with him still made Makarov's expression tighten ever so slightly.

"That girl, she was my first love."

"Remember to take good care of her for me."

Hirako Shinji stepped forward, said this to Makarov, and then immediately went to Mirajane, dropping to one knee.

"I'm Hirako Shinji, the hero who has come to save a beautiful first love."

"May I have your beautiful name?"

"If I take care of these guys, will you go on one date with me?"

A mysterious and confident man is always comparatively charming, especially in such a dangerous situation.

Hirako Shinji's smile, in Mirajane's eyes at this moment, no longer seemed so annoying.

Instead, she found him unusually dependable, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

17 "I'm Mirajane. If Mr. Hirako can successfully take care of the Demon God race,"

"I'm willing."

Mirajane's smile is absolutely the gentlest and most healing one in Fairy Tail.

Although her face was a little dirty and disheveled at the moment, that gentle smile and lovely features would not be overlooked by Hirako Shinji.

"It's a great honor, to be able to..."

Before Hirako Shinji could finish speaking, another flying kick from Hiyori came flying in from the side.

One kick sent Hirako Shinji flying, blood even seeping from the corner of his mouth.

But this time Hirako Shinji wasn't just passively taking the beating—the two of them began grappling with each other.

Trading punches and kicks as they wrestled together.

"Mr. Hirako and his companions really do get along well."

Mirajane covered her mouth and let out a couple of light laughs.

Soon Hirako Shinji was staring dumbfounded, and just as he was about to reply, another flying kick sent him flying back again.

"Shinji, Hiyori, stop messing around."

Just as the two were still roughhousing, one of the members of the Masked Legion spoke up and rebuked them.

With short hair, wearing a tank top that revealed his muscular build, and a stern expression, he looked like a very serious person.

"Young Lady Mira, please move back a little with your companions."

"Move back as far as you can. My companions are all guys who don't know their limits."

"If they start causing a ruckus, I'm afraid it'll affect Young Lady Mira."

Hirako Shinji picked up his hat not far away, bowed slightly, and after giving a standard gentleman's salute,

he put the hat right back on.

"Well then, the hero who makes the final entrance has to go help the Princess resolve the current predicament."

Tilting the brim of his hat down as far as possible, Hirako Shinji's mysterious smile reappeared at the corner of his mouth, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The eight members of the Masked Legion appeared together in the high sky, facing the Demon God race before them without dodging or evading.

Unafraid, and feeling no fear.

"Let's go!"

As Hirako Shinji's words ended, the right hands of the eight were placed on their faces in unison.

With a sudden downward pull, a mask appeared on each of their faces, and a violent spiritual pressure began spreading outward continuously.

The wind pressure, accompanied by the surging spiritual pressure spreading out, made Makarov and the others, who were retreating toward the rear, all suddenly startle.

"This feeling, compared to Hitsugaya Toushirou and the others, is even more terrifying..."

"What terrifying guys. Who on earth are they?"

Makarov retreated while still continuously commenting on the Masked Legion's strength.

As the distance they retreated grew greater and greater, until they reached what they considered a safe distance,

the Masked Legion had already begun to make their move.

The first to move was Hirako Shinji.

Eager to show off in front of Mirajane, he charged forward first.

The blade in his hand, along with his own spiritual pressure, spread outward continuously.

Every swing of the sword in his hand took the life of a Demon God race member and a Hollow.

"Sever it, Kazegachi!"

Sarutobi Hiyori snorted coldly, a look of contempt appearing on her face beneath the mask.

Gripping her blade with both hands, she loudly called out the name of her Zanpakuto—the hilt was oval-shaped, with a heart-like pattern on the guard.

When she brought it down in a vicious slash, she could directly shatter a Demon God race member.

"Cero!"

Hiyori opened her mouth wide like a Hollow's, and a flash of red light began to gather within.

It turned out she could use a Cero just like the Hollows from before, except this Cero was more than ten times stronger than a Hollow's.

A single Cero directly took out over ten Hollow Gillian-class.

"That kid Shinji says that to every pretty girl."

"Hasn't he said the same thing to me before?"

A girl with a braid and glasses finished speaking, and her figure vanished in an instant, appearing before several Demon God race members.

The blade in her hand moved like light, and in a few flashes, countless Demon God race members were reduced to chunks of flesh falling below.

This person was called Yadomaru Lisa, also a member of the Masked Legion.

The swing of the blade was the fastest among the entire masked legion.

And among them, the one with the largest build, Tian Boxuan, began to clap his palms together.