After that…
Chrollo pulled Laxus and conducted countless experiments, obtaining ample data.
This data would lay an important foundation for Chrollo to develop Second Origin, and even a side-effect-free Third Origin, for the members of the Fairy Tail Guild in the future.
Well, it could be said that without Laxus's selfless dedication today, there would be no glorious future for Fairy Tail!
Even though Laxus might rebel in the future…
Even so…
Chrollo could prove to the world that Laxus truly made infinite efforts for the Fairy Tail Guild to become the world's number one Mage guild.
Let us once again loudly sing praises for Laxus!
Laxus, you are the best…
Your grandfather is not just one of the respected Ten Wizard Saints!
You are also the grandson of Fairy Tail Guild Master Makarov.
Not only that, you are also the great-grandson of Fairy Tail Guild founder Yuri!
Laxus, who had always intended to remove any labels associating him with Makarov, stated: "In the whole world, only Chrollo doesn't treat me as Makarov's grandson! He doesn't even treat me as a human."
Many years later, Laxus's memoir wrote: "I also wanted to rebel back then, but unfortunately, I died before I even succeeded! That monster Chrollo shattered my rebellious dream with three punches."
October 7th.
On this day, the entire Fairy Tail Guild, and even the whole Magnolia Town, were in celebration.
Inside the Fairy Tail Guild.
"Everyone, I have something very important to say next."
At this moment, Makarov, as the Master, stood on the podium, with his hands clasped behind his back, seriously looking at all the Mages in the Guild with a deep frown and a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
It seemed that the Mages in the Guild rarely saw Makarov so serious!
For a moment, all the Mages in the Fairy Tail Guild stood up straight in the tense atmosphere.
"What kind of day today is, I believe everyone clearly knows in their hearts. I won't say any more unnecessary words. I hope you all remember what I'm about to say…."
Makarov took a deep breath as he said this.
Then he shouted loudly: "Kids, today is a celebration, everyone cheer up! As Mages of the Fairy Tail Guild, you must wholeheartedly enjoy the celebration!"
"Oh!!"
As Makarov's voice fell, all the Mages in the entire Fairy Tail Guild cheered loudly. The cheers were deafening, causing passersby outside the Guild to stop repeatedly.
"What's going on?!"
Outside the Guild…
Passersby looked at the loudly roaring Fairy Tail Guild and asked in confusion.
"Hehe…"
"It's a celebration! A celebration…"
"The annual celebration of the Fairy Tail Guild."
"Originally, it was our Magnolia Town's Harvest Festival…"
"But now it has almost become a performance festival for the Fairy Tail Guild."
"I hope this time, the Mages of the Fairy Tail Guild don't cause any trouble."
A passerby who was more familiar with the daily conduct of the Fairy Tail Guild's Mages, upon hearing the question, turned to look at the cheering Fairy Tail Guild in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Although, based on his understanding of Fairy Tail…
These guys, who usually feared nothing but peace, were probably preparing for some big action again.
"Celebration?!"
"So what are the rules?"
"Do we just start fighting, or are there any preparatory steps?"
Mirajane's three siblings, who recently joined the Fairy Tail Guild, plus Erza, and Ultear, who had joined the Guild long ago but had been training outside and never officially participated in any Guild celebration, were now looking at Chrollo with blank expressions, seemingly waiting for Chrollo to explain the fighting rules of the Fairy Tail Guild's celebration.
"Uh…"
"What fighting? You misunderstood."
"This celebration is literally what it means…"
"You know, it's just a very ordinary celebration."
Chrollo was a bit speechless. Fairy Tail's style was too strong. Suddenly, when an ordinary celebration came, everyone seemed a bit unaccustomed and didn't believe it.
"Eh?!"
"It's actually just an ordinary celebration?"
"I thought it was some kind of fighting tournament!"
"For Fairy Tail, it's incredibly ordinary…"
Ultear looked shocked, seemingly a bit disbelieving.
"Sigh…"
"It really is just an ordinary celebration."
Chrollo sighed, it was all because their Fairy Tail style was so deeply ingrained…
Before long, Chrollo seemed to think of something and continued: "How about this! I'll take you around."
"Okay!"
As Chrollo's words fell, everyone nodded in agreement.
And so, under Chrollo's lead, everyone walked towards the stalls on both sides.
"Yo!"
"Isn't this Chrollo?"
"What are you planning to look at?"
When Chrollo brought the children behind him to Fairy Tail's stall, someone immediately came over and greeted Chrollo loudly.
This was a stall specially set up by Makarov to promote the Mages of the Fairy Tail Guild to the residents of the town!
In other words, everyone here was one of their own.
"I'm just taking the kids for a look…"
"What do you mainly sell here?"
Chrollo looked at the Mage dressed as a vendor and asked.
"I mainly sell figures of our Guild's Mages here."
The Mage said, placing one lifelike figure after another in front of Chrollo.
Of course, the characters of these figures were all Mages from their Fairy Tail Guild…
At the same time, the bases of these figures were also engraved with the Fairy Tail Guild's magic anti-counterfeiting mark, to prevent other vendors from imitating them.
"Whose figures are selling the best right now?"
Chrollo looked at the vendor in front of him and asked.
Every year during the celebration, the Mages in the Guild would argue fiercely over whose figures sold the best! This year was probably no exception.
"Sorry, this year is different from previous years!"
"This year, the top seller on our Guild's figure sales chart is an undisputed existence."
"She crushed the second place with an overwhelming advantage, standing proudly above the rest…"
"And this person is Ur Milkovich!"
The Mage said, taking out a proportionate miniature figure of Ur. As he placed it in front of Chrollo, he lowered his voice and whispered: "And if you press here, you can take off her clothes~"
"Wow~"
In an instant, Ur's coat immediately disappeared, transforming into the light and convenient attire she usually wore when training Gray and others.
"Alright, I now know why Ur's figure can win the sales championship with an overwhelming advantage."
Chrollo looked at the miniature figure of Ur in front of him.
Honestly, he even wanted to buy one. "Mother's figure…"
Ultear's eyelid twitched slightly as she looked at the figure in front of her. After taking a deep breath, she looked at the shop assistant and said with a forced smile: "Hey! If you dare to make my figure like this, I will kill you."
"Same here."
Erza said, drawing the Knight Sword from her waist.
"Likewise."
Mirajane had already received Deliora's arm.
In an instant, a terrifying oppressive feeling enveloped the shop assistant.
"I got permission from Master Ur…"
"After all, for every one sold, Master Ur gets seventy percent of the profit."
The shop assistant said, trembling.
"I know, that's why I'm telling you not to make my figure, not to take down Mother's figure."
Ultear was a bit helpless. Her Mother was such an uninhibited and carefree person, she didn't care at all if outsiders saw…
After all, Ur usually wore even less than what the figure had on.
"Father, what are you looking at?"
"You're not thinking of buying one, are you?"
Erza smiled sweetly at Chrollo beside her and asked.
"Cough, cough…"
"Just kidding, I don't care about this stuff at all."
Chrollo lightly coughed, and at the same time winked at the vendor, meaning for him to save one for him.
"Got it."
The vendor silently made an OK gesture.
It seemed this guy often did such things…
Speaking of which, the main force buying Ur's figures were those wealthy middle-aged men who had already settled down and started families!~
"Alright, let's stop looking at these small stalls for now…"
"There's a large event going on inside the Guild."
Chrollo didn't dare to delay any longer here. He pulled Erza and the others, leaving the small stall that sold treasures.
"Ladies and gentlemen!"
"Let us cheer for the First Fairy Tail Guild Beauty Pageant!"
Inside the Fairy Tail Guild hall, Macao, as the host, was engulfed in flames as he loudly announced the start of Fairy Tail's most important annual event—the Fairy Tail Beauty Pageant!
Yes, compared to the evening parade and the S-Class Mage Examination at the end of the year, for veteran Fairy Tail members, nothing was more important than the annual Beauty Pageant.
"First, let's welcome Ur Milkovich, Fairy Tail Guild's number one Ice Magic user, the strongest Maker Magic user on the continent, and one of the Ten Wizard Saints alongside Master Makarov, to the stage!!!"
As Macao, who was guest-hosting, finished speaking, the curvaceous Ur confidently walked up the steps and came to the center of the stage. She struck an elegant pose, appearing before a crowd of Fairy Tail Mages and residents of Magnolia Town…
Yes, Fairy Tail Guild's Beauty Pageant was completely open and transparent…
Even people from Magnolia Town could come to participate or observe.
"Ur! Ur! Ur…"
As Ur appeared, the perverts in the Guild immediately howled like wolves, calling out Ur's name with lewd smiles on their faces.
"Miss Ur, what talent do you plan to perform?"
Macao held the microphone and asked Ur, who was on stage, softly.
"Does that even need to be said?"
Ur smiled confidently upon hearing this.
"Yes! Mother will definitely perform Ice Make Magic…"
Ultear said with a smile from below the stage.
"Exactly."
Gray and Lyon both nodded, agreeing with their senior disciple sister.
"Naturally, it's Instant Clothes Removal Magic!"
The moment Ur's words fell, her coat had already disappeared without a trace.
"Wow~"
In an instant, the perverts in the Guild all widened their eyes.
"As expected of Ur, isn't she?"
Chrollo's eyelid twitched slightly as he spoke admiringly.
"Mother, that idiot!"
As for Ultear, she just felt an endless headache.
Why was she the only normal one in such a perfectly good family?
"Damn it! What is Master Ur doing?"
As for Gray and Lyon, their eyes were full of disappointment, playing the role of rebellious disciples.
"Gray, Lyon, your clothes."
Finally, Cana couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to remind them.
"Eh? Oh no, where did our clothes go?"
Gray and Lyon looked at each other and said in a panic.
"Judges, please give your scores."
On the other side, Macao, as the host, after wiping away the continuous stream of crimson from under his nose, looked at the Fairy Tail Guild Beauty Pageant judges and asked softly.
"One hundred points!"
"Definitely one hundred points!!"
At the same time, Makarov, Gildarts, and Chrollo, who had somehow already taken their seats at the judges' table, simultaneously raised their scorecards, giving their respective scores.
Well, they were all undoubtedly one hundred points…
Given Ur's figure, besides one hundred points, they couldn't find any other number to give.
"Oh, Chrollo~"
"You seem quite engrossed, don't you?"
"Is that woman's figure really that good-looking?"
Just as Chrollo held up his scorecard, a charming, mature female voice, impossible to describe, yet making one's body tingle just by hearing it, slowly sounded from behind Chrollo.
"It's alright, it's alright…"
Chrollo heard this, turned his head to look at the crimson figure, smiled, and nodded.
"Hmm?!"
However, it was precisely the moment Chrollo smiled and turned his body back that he saw Erza standing in front of him.
Question: If Erza had been in front of him the whole time, then who was that crimson figure he just saw?!
For a moment, Chrollo seemed to freeze in place…
Faintly, he seemed to feel a subtle, almost imperceptible killing intent surrounding him.
"Mother."
At the same time, Erza seemed to notice something. She obediently came in front of Chrollo and bowed slightly to the woman radiating an incredibly powerful aura behind Chrollo, greeting her.
"Yo! Irene, long time no see."
Chrollo knew he couldn't keep pretending…
And so, Chrollo slowly turned around. He looked at the exceptionally beautiful woman who had appeared behind him at some unknown point, a slight smile on his face, and greeted her.
I'm borrowing Lucy's picture as a model here. I want to apologize to Lucy. I'm sorry!