Therefore, it was not an exaggeration to say that Makarov was raised by Precht.
When Makarov saw Precht, who was like a teacher and Father to him, appear before him again, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do, and his old face was already tear-stained.
"Makarov, I'm back!"
Precht smiled. He held his staff and walked steadily, step by step, towards Makarov at the back of the bar.
"Poof!"
However, just as Precht was halfway there, half a cream cake fell from the sky and landed directly on his head.
"…"
Precht touched the cream on his head. His hand gripping the staff tightened, and even the approachable smile on his face stiffened!
If this were Grimoire Heart, he would have already lost his temper.
But who made this Fairy Tail?!
He'd endure it, alright?
"Haha…"
"Makarov, the Magicians in your guild are really energetic."
Precht smiled and continued walking deeper into the guild.
"Damn Natsu, give me back my panties!"
Gray, holding Kuroko's Basketball, launched a new round of attack towards Natsu.
"Where did this perverted kid come from?!"
Precht looked at Kuroko's Basketball in front of him, his eyes wide. He just felt it was an eyesore.
No, he had just returned to the guild, and Makarov pulled this stunt on him. Was it on purpose, or by accident?!
"Too loud!"
Just as Precht was about to snap the staff in his hand, a piercing thunderclap echoed throughout the entire first-floor hall of the Fairy Tail Guild…
"Zzzzzzz!"
The golden lightning descended from the sky with a roar, striking directly towards Natsu and the others.
"I'm dodging!"
Natsu seemed too familiar with this lightning. The moment he felt the roar, he ducked his head a step ahead.
"Boom!"
And so, the golden lightning instantly brushed past Natsu's head and heavily struck Precht.
"Uh…"
In an instant, Precht's neatly combed hair stood on end like a startled cat. His old face was scorched black from the electricity, and his entire demeanor transformed from that of a wise elder to a somewhat comical actor from a comedy film.
"A show of force! This is Makarov, that bastard's, show of force to me!"
Precht's face was grim as he murmured softly.
Hmm, there's no mistake! This must be Makarov, fearing he would seize power, so he deliberately arranged for this group of bratty kids from the Fairy Tail Guild to mess with him…
"Damn Makarov."
Precht finally couldn't help but snap the staff in his hand.
"Silence!"
Just as Precht was about to lose control of his inner rage, Makarov, who had been sitting at the bar, wiping tears from his old face as he watched Precht, finally calmed his agitated emotions. With a roar, he made the entire chaotic Fairy Tail Guild gradually quiet down.
"Uh…"
As Makarov's words fell…
The chaotic Fairy Tail instantly became silent. In the Fairy Tail Guild at that moment, even if one were to pick up a needle and drop it on the ground, everyone could hear it clearly.
It was only after everyone quieted down that they noticed Precht, who had suddenly appeared in the guild.
"Makarov, you really did it on purpose."
Seeing this, Precht showed no gratitude towards Makarov. Instead, he fumed with anger, wishing he could strike now and teach Makarov a good lesson.
Hmm, if looks could kill, he would have killed Makarov a hundred times over!
At this moment, Precht was furious.
Makarov, that brat, could have stopped these kids in the guild from the beginning.
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