"I'm really on fire!"
Gray crossed his hands, and the cold air filled his hands.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!" Elfman raised his arm that had turned into a beast.
Anger welled up in his forehead.
"What a bunch of troublesome guys." Loki twirled the ring in his hand.
The flames clinged to Natsu's hands: "Let the horse come here!"
Milaj's white hands transformed into demonic arms.
There was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth: "Look at me, beat you all to the ground!"
"Hey...has it developed to the point of fighting with magic?"
Lucy, who was sitting on the bar, was sweating.
"Really, Brother Xingchen, please clean up the scene!" Seeing the crowd becoming more and more unrestrained.
Lisanna put her hands on her waist, and puffed her mouth in annoyance,
Said to Luo Xingchen who was at the side.
Put the glass of milk in your hand on the table.
Luo Xingchen originally planned to forcibly end this battle.
But it seems to have noticed something.
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The turbulent magic power returned to normal.
He sat down again and picked up his cup: "Forget it this time."
The voice just fell.
A huge figure stepped directly in the middle of the battlefield.
An angry roar resounded in everyone's ears:
"Hurry up and stop, you bunch of idiots!"
"It's so big!" The cup in Lucy's hand slipped to the ground.
He stared dumbfounded at the huge figure.
Not just Lucy, almost everyone at the scene stopped their movements.
Even Milaj, who has always been fearless, curled his lips.
Let go of Waka who was beaten into a pig's head in his hand.
But, except someone.
"Ahahaha, seeing how scared you are, I won this match..."
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Natsu didn't finish his sentence.
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He was stepped on by Makarov, and he didn't know his life or death...
Immediately, the scene was completely silent.
Lucy was sweating coldly, standing there at a loss.
"President, welcome back!" Lisanna greeted with a smile.
"President? Is it this big?" Lucy felt her legs trembling.
Lucy's exclamation caught Makarov's attention.
"Huh? New here?" Makarov asked.
The loud voice echoed throughout the guild.
"Yes... yes..." Lucy was even a little incoherent in fright.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..." Makarov let out a dull cry.
Lucy froze in place,
Tears seemed to be pouring out of my eyes at any moment.
But, immediately after, Makarov's body began to shrink slowly.
Shrunk down to a dwarf the height of Lucy's knees.
"Hey, please teach me more!" Makarov raised his head and extended his hand in greeting.
"Eh? So small! And you say he is the president?"
Lucy seemed a little bewildered by the sudden turn.
Out of doubt.
"That's right, this is the president of our guild, Mr. Makarov." Lisanna explained thoughtfully.
"Hey..." Makarov squatted down slightly, and then suddenly jumped up.
Then hit the railing on the second floor...
"Ahem..." He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.
Makarov adjusted his body and stood on the second floor.
"You guys have caused me trouble again." He glanced around everyone.
Makarov took out a paper document and said:
"Everyone is here to complain!" Zero.
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"First of all, it's Gray!"
Gray's whole body tightened when his name was read.
Looking at the list in his hand, Makarov said in a deep voice:
"It's fine until you catch the smuggling gang..."
"But why are you walking around naked in the street afterwards?"
"In the end, you stole someone else's underwear hanging outside?"
Gray laughed awkwardly: "It's not...it seems a little bad to be naked on the street..."
"Then you still take it off..." Elfman complained.
"You're not that good either." Makarov flipped Elfman away.
Continue to say: "You boy, you actually use violence against your protected objects while performing tasks?"
"Because he said that a man depends on his academic qualifications, so I couldn't help but..."
Elfman scratched his face in embarrassment.
"Kana, falsely reported the funds and went to a certain tavern to drink fifteen barrels of wine, and finally reported the funds for the council."
"Rocky, for messing with Mr. Reggie's granddaughter, a deduction agency also wants you to compensate them for their losses."
Makarov lowered his head in pain, "Six Nine Zero":
"Next is Natsu!"
"Eliminate the German thieves, but destroyed seven houses, and you got all the clock towers with a long history in Jolly Village."
"Burn all the churches in Phrygia, and the Nari Creek Canyon Observatory has to cease operations due to collapse."
"Even Harujion Port was half destroyed by you..."
"Natsu did almost all the things in Magic Weekly?" Lucy's eyes widened.
"There are others..." Makarov seemed to tremble in anger.
His eyes kept sweeping over the crowd below.
In the end, he locked on a black-haired figure in the crowd:
"It's you in the end, Xingchen!"
"During the mission, Donalan Mountain was actually frozen. That place is a planting base for various tropical plants!"
Makarov's voice just fell.
The people below also began to discuss quietly:
"Sure enough, Xingchen either doesn't cause trouble, or if he does, he will cause a big one."
"It's frozen the entire mountain!"
"This kind of thing, only the stars can do it..."
"What an amazing young man!"
Listening to the discussion, several crosses appeared on Makarov's forehead.
"Is this something to be admired?"
"You are in this group of people, I am always scolded by the members of the council..."
Maybe it was because he was a little angry seeing Makarov.
At this moment, everyone in the guild seemed to have fallen into silence for a while.
Lucy didn't even dare to vent her anger.
Looking at Makarov's trembling body,
Lucy felt that was the harbinger of an impending eruption.
"However..."
hum...
The document in Makarov's hand immediately burst into flames.
"Let those guys from the council eat rocks!"
Makarov tossed the burning document away.
Then Natsu jumped up and caught it with his mouth.
"Huh?" Lucy wondered.
"Listen up!" Makarov looked at the crowd below.
"All powers beyond common sense are born from common sense."
"Magic is not the power of [miracle], but the power that is born when existence and the airflow in our body and the airflow in nature are fused together."
"This is through mental strength, and concentration, no..."
"Only by infusing one's entire soul can magic be formed."
He raised his palm and shook it fiercely: "Don't care about the eyes of those idiots above."
"And don't be afraid of those fellows in the senate."
Makarov raised his right hand high.
The index finger and thumb are at 90 degrees, and the other three fingers are bent.
With the palm facing himself, the voice gradually became passionate.