The sudden change stunned many people in the guild, including Ke Wen and most of the Beans.
Dang——dang——
At this time, the bell tower at the entrance of the town was suddenly struck. The sound was rapid and coherent. The melodious bells and the sound of the magic trumpet were mixed together. I am afraid that no one in the entire town would hear it.
"what happened?"
Ke Wen jumped off the bar chair and looked at President Makarov seriously: "Is the town under attack?"
Facing the inquiry, President Makarov looked normal and waved his hands with a smile: "An Xin, An Xin, didn't you just ask me when Gildas will come back?"
Raising his hand to point outside the guild, President Makarov smiled and said, "Well, that's it now."
Ke Wen was stunned and asked again: "What about this alarm?"
"It's because of Gildarts." President Makarov rubbed his forehead and sighed: "That bastard is always in a daze and often distracted, but he masters the high-level 'Crushing Magic', so he will always
Unconsciously crushing things around you.”
After hearing this, Kewen's "Golden Finger" promptly provided a piece of memory information, but the content was very simple.
Even so, Kewen suddenly understood what the alarm outside was about.
Just like President Makarov said, Gildarts' confused character makes his 'Crushing Magic' too dangerous.
Because he is often distracted, he always crushes the buildings in the town unconsciously.
For this situation, the town eventually developed a 'Kildas model'.
The so-called 'Gildarts Mode' is to add a magic mechanism to the foundation of the entire town. As long as Gildarts enters the city, the ground of the town will automatically shift, causing the buildings to move aside.
Eventually, a straight passage will be formed from the town entrance to the guild gate.
In this way, even if Gildarts becomes confused and distracted, he will subconsciously follow the passage directly to the entrance of the guild, and will no longer destroy the buildings in the town.
After recalling this information, Kewen couldn't help but look forward to it.
Because the content of his 'S-level' assessment this time has been determined, which is a battle with Gildarts.
According to President Makarov, Kewen has completed so many tasks alone and has already passed the test in terms of wisdom, so he only needs to test his strength.
It just so happened that the guild received the letter from Gildarts a week ago. Therefore, President Makarov gave up on his own plan to consider Kowen, and instead replaced the tester with Gildarts.
.
Now, the opponent will appear in three days. According to Natsu's usual mantra, Kewen feels that he is a little on fire...
At this time, there was an earthquake-like roar outside the guild.
Through the guild gate, you can see that various buildings in the town are moving slowly, and a straight passage has gradually taken shape.
The guild was very noisy. It was the first time for many people to see such a scene, so some old members played their role in spreading the news to everyone and introducing Gildarts.
Soon after, everyone understood the situation, and they were either shocked or looking expectantly at the guild door, waiting for Gildarts' figure to appear.
More than ten minutes later, a man about two meters tall finally appeared at the entrance of the guild.
He has an orange back and a stubble around his mouth that has not been carefully managed. His eyes are large but his pupils are very small. At first glance, he gives people a sense of astigmatism, like "the eyes cannot focus the light".
, looks rather dull.
This was Gildarts Clevy, the only 'S-class' mage in the guild until last year.
Gildarts was wearing a dark brown and very worn-out cloak. His upper body was only covered by the cloak, revealing his solid and tight muscles.
The big brown leather shoes were stepped on the floor, and the nails of the soles collided with the ground, making a crisp 'ding' sound.
Gildarts stepped into the guild and looked around at the members in the hall. When he saw someone he knew, his eyes would show a happy look; when he saw someone he didn't know, he would also cast a gentle look.
Amidst the silence of the members, Gildas walked to the center of the hall and stood there. He looked around and said with a smile: "Why are everyone so quiet? Don't you recognize me? Gildas."
"Gildas!"
Macao is an old member of the guild, so he was the first to speak. He raised his hand to say hello and said happily: "Welcome back!"
"Welcome back! Gildas!"
"welcome!"
…
Familiar members greeted each other one after another, making Gildas laugh heartily: "Hahahaha! I'm back! Really, I thought everyone didn't know me anymore, hahaha..."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Gildarts raised his hand to stop everyone's enthusiasm and said quickly: "Let's have a drink together later and get down to business first."
With that said, Gildas turned around and waved to the guild gate: "Hey, kid, come in."
As everyone turned to look, a boy who was about fifteen years old, judging from his height, walked in from the door.
No one could tell how old the boy was, because the boy's face was covered with a black scarf, and his head was completely wrapped in a cloth cap, with not even a trace of hair exposed.
"Is this your son?"
Macao suddenly made a joke, causing someone to freeze up.
"Don't talk nonsense." Gildarts waved his hand quickly: "I met this kid on the way back. He happened to be joining our guild, so we came back together."
After speaking, Gildas informed his acquaintances, and then led the boy to the bar in the innermost part of the guild.
"Hey~ Master, are you still in good health?"
"Okay." President Makarov opened his eyes completely and responded with a smile: "How have you been in the past two years? You have worked hard."
"Not bad." Gildarts had a chic smile on his face, raised his hand to lift his cloak, pointed at the two scars on his chest and said, "I was distracted during the final battle, and I learned a lesson.
"
President Makarov shook his head helplessly and chuckled: "It's okay, but let me see, you still won't remember this lesson next time."
"Hahaha." Gildarts scratched the back of his head and laughed: "I can't help it, I always think of messy things without realizing it."
President Makarov sighed slightly with a smile again, then turned to look at the boy: "Well, do you want to join the guild? What's your name?"
"My name is...Mistagon." The boy responded coldly, a little coldly.
"Well……"
President Makarov stared at the other person and pondered for a moment, but when he thought that Gildarts had brought it back, he stopped thinking about it because he trusted Gildarts.
So, President Makarov turned around and took out the registration form from under the bar, raised his pen and said: "Okay, welcome to Mist Gang, and welcome to join our 'Fairy Tail' guild."
"Thanks."
"Come on, let's register together."
President Makarov began to work, while Gildarts sat down on the bar chair, turned his head and met Coven's eyes.
With a curious look on his face, Gildas greeted warmly: "Hello, kid, what's your name?"
"Kevin Quinn." Coven responded with a smile: "Nice to meet you, can I call you Gildarts?"
"Of course." Gildarts said happily: "We are all a family, so it would be better to call me uncle. Did you join the guild this year?"
"It was summer last year," Kewen corrected.
"Oh." Gildarts looked astonished: "I had just left the guild for three months at that time."
"Gildas." Coven asked curiously: "Is the 'Fifty Year Mission' difficult?"
"It's quite difficult." Gildarts' tone seemed nonchalant, and he said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would no one have completed it in fifty years?"
Ke Wen nodded clearly and looked thoughtful. It seemed that when he accepted the annual task in the future, he should try to do it from the 'ten-year task' first.
Seeing Ke Wen's thoughtful expression, Gildarts asked in confusion: "Little Ke Wen, what are you thinking about? I am an 'S-class' mage? Shouldn't you be like..."
Turning his head to look at the bean sprouts in the distance who looked longingly but did not dare to come over, Gildarts continued to tease Coven and said: "Shouldn't you be like those little brats and show your admiration to me?"
Hearing this, Ke Wen, who had come back to his senses, showed a bigger smile, raised his hand and pointed at his nose: "In three days, there will be a fight between the two of us."
"Huh?" Gildarts opened his mouth exaggeratedly, stretched his neck forward, stared at Coven and said in astonishment: "You want to fight me? Why?"
"Didn't the old man tell you?" Ke Wen blinked: "In the 'S-level' assessment in three days, my opponent will be you."
This time, Gildarts' exaggerated expression instantly turned real, and he yelled in shock: "You!? The 'S-level' assessment!?"
Coven shrugged and spread his hands.
"No..." Gildarts scratched his head and asked, feeling ridiculous: "Kid, how old are you?"
"I just celebrated my thirteenth birthday in July."
"Thirteen years old!?" Gildarts turned his head in disbelief: "Hey, old man, are you kidding me?"
President Makarov turned around after hearing this, and then said with a smile: "Of course it's not a joke, Xiao Kewen's number of tasks has reached the standard, and his character and wisdom have passed, so all that is left is to show his full strength.
Already."
"Oh my God." Gildarts looked at Kewen again, his eyes widened and he exclaimed: "It seems that there is an incredible little monster in the guild!"
"Hmm thick..." President Makarov let out a strange laugh and teased Gildarts: "You have to be careful about the battle in three days, don't leave it in the hands of little Kewen.
, that will make me laugh at you forever."
After saying that, President Makarov picked up the magic seal and printed the emblem on the body part he chose in Mistergang...