"We can understand fighting and such…"
"But the problem is, the battle between the two of you will ultimately cause the entire Fiore Kingdom, and even the Ishgar continent, to be buried with you!"
Makarov wanted to cry but had no tears. It was one thing for him to become a sinner of the Fairy Tail Guild, but he couldn't become a sinner of the Fiore Kingdom, or even the Ishgar continent, could he?!
"At this point, there's no other way!"
"Medivh, go rescue them. This is your family matter, you handle it…"
After rubbing his temples silently, Makarov sent Medivh off, treating him as a trump card against Irene and Selene.
"Ah?!"
Medivh looked bewildered. He couldn't handle Irene and Selene by himself!
To be precise, he couldn't even handle either Irene or Selene alone.
"No time to explain! Everyone, quickly follow me to the Royal Capital!"
Makarov didn't give Medivh a chance to react. As he spoke, he led all the Magicians of the Fairy Tail Guild rushing out of the guild's main door. Their only goal for this trip was the capital of the Fiore Kingdom, Crocus, the City of Flowers.
The Fairy Tail Guild's funds were running low…
Their only goal was to win prize money! Win prize money! Still win prize money!
Inside the guild.
In the silent hall, Medivh was caught between Irene and Selene, in a dilemma.
"Medivh, you be the judge…"
"Is Irene right about teaching the priestesses of the White Extinction Village Dragon Slayer Magic?!"
Selene looked at Medivh and asked.
"Medivh, you say Selene is the World Lord of Elentir…"
"But she sits by and watches the world of Elentir on the verge of destruction, allowing billions of highly intelligent beings in Elentir to die. Is she right about this?!"
As for Irene, she stood with her arms crossed in front of her, also looking at Medivh and asking.
"I'm too difficult."
Medivh suddenly clutched his chest. He was now experiencing Makarov's kind of chest pain, and he wasn't feeling well at all.
On the other side.
Crocus, the City of Flowers.
In the Royal Palace of the Fiore King.
"Everyone, quickly get out of my way! I have something to tell His Majesty…"
The Royal Minister ran quickly through the palace. His feet were still stained with dirt, as if he had just returned from outside and rushed into the palace without even changing his shoes, leaving a trail of dust on the clean and smooth palace floor.
"That's the Minister, right?!"
"Incredible, how could he be so disheveled?!"
This made countless soldiers turn their heads…
In their impression, the Royal Minister should always be synonymous with elegance!
"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened."
While the soldiers were puzzled, the Royal Minister had already passed them, rushing into the King's palace, arriving before Old Toma, the King of the Fiore Kingdom, Fiore E. Toma, who was seated high on the throne, silently drinking tea with utmost elegance, his expression full of tension.
"What makes you so nervous?"
Old Toma sat on the throne, glanced at the Minister below him, and asked in confusion.
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