Fairy Tail: My Magic is Yugi Muto's Deck

Chapter 43 Unexpected Encounter, Sword-Biting Tiger Guild Master!

Amidst the startled gasps, heavy footsteps echoed.

A figure carrying enormous demonic horns projected into the street from outside, bringing with it an extremely oppressive aura.

"Wait, wait a minute, Erza, the one Natsugra mentioned..."

Lucy took in the horror and tension on everyone's faces, and a terrifying monster that spewed demonic flames and kicked hills subconsciously surfaced in her mind.

"While there may be debate about who is the strongest member of the guild, Erza is undoubtedly the strongest female mage."

Mira walked over to Lucy and explained with a smile.

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because Lucy was so frightened by what she heard that she backed away repeatedly.

I still vividly remember the ferocious look on Laxus's face yesterday, when he called himself the "strongest".

Just as I was getting scared, the crisp sound of steel boots stepping on the floor stopped, followed by a loud thud as something heavy hit the ground.

"Wait, wait a minute, it's so beautiful..."

Lucy was able to see the newcomer's appearance clearly; she was a female mage covered in steel armor, with long, fiery red hair and a sharp gaze.

This is completely different from the terrifying image described by Nazgray!

The guild newbies were secretly complaining to themselves.

"I'm back. Is the student council president there?"

Erza's spirited voice rang out in the now deathly silent guild.

"Welcome back. As for the president, he took Chess to Kurobala Town for the regular meeting," Mira replied with a smile.

"I see. Not only is the president absent, but Chess is also not here..." Erza's expression became more serious.

One of the bolder ones pointed at the enormous object next to Erza and asked curiously, "Erza, what's that?"

"The horn was cut off from a monster I was defeating, and the locals gave it to me as a gift."

Erza glanced at the other person casually. "What, taking up a lot of space?"

"No, no, absolutely not." The man shook his head repeatedly, terrified.

"On my way back, I heard about all the trouble you guys caused."

Erza's expression hardened, and her sharp eyes swept across the entire area.

"Kana, what kind of behavior is it for a girl to sit with her legs crossed while drinking? Vista, if you want to dance, go outside! Wakaba, you dropped your ash on the table! Macao... oh..."

Those whose names were called all lowered their heads, not daring to meet that gaze.

Macao, trembling with fear and walking on thin ice: Say something, will you?!

"Never mind, I have important things to do, so I'll leave you guys for now," Erza sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Lucy silently thought: I've already said enough...

After a brief introduction, she roughly understood the position of Erza, the S-class mage in front of her.

Perhaps it's a position like a guild disciplinary committee member?

"Are Natsu and Gray there?" Erza asked.

"exist!"

"Love~!"

Gray and Natsu hugged each other tightly and responded in unison.

The scene was so intimate and harmonious that Lucy's jaw dropped.

"I see. Seeing that your relationship is still as good as before, I can feel a little more at ease."

Erza nodded with great satisfaction.

Then, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression became serious and solemn again.

"I heard some very serious news on the way. I should have consulted the chairman, but it seems there isn't enough time. I need to deal with it as soon as possible."

"Chase isn't here either, so you two can come and help me!"

These words immediately caused a huge uproar in the audience.

Erza didn't explain further, but instead told Nazgray to meet at Magnolia train station the next morning.

Under her tyranny, even though Nazgre disliked her intensely, he had no choice but to obediently agree.

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On the other side, in the town of Kurobala, there is a mansion located at the end of a forest path.

This small castle building, with its distinctly medieval style, is the venue for this president's meeting.

After verifying the guards' identities, Makarov led Chess into the venue.

Although it wasn't time for the regular meeting to start yet, many other guild leaders had already arrived and were chatting in small groups.

Chase glanced at them briefly; most were familiar faces, but there were also some unfamiliar ones he had never seen before.

During the year he was away from the Kingdom of Fiore on a ten-year mission, it seems that many new guilds have emerged.

Upon their arrival, the association presidents immediately stopped chatting and focused their attention on them, whispering among themselves.

Some even pulled out the latest hot news newspapers and compared them to Chess next to Makarov.

"Hey, isn't that Chess from Fairy Tail?"

Unlike the other presidents who remained hesitant, three presidents with vastly different appearances took the initiative to come over.

They are Bob, the president of Blue Pegasus Guild; Goldman, the president of Four-Headed Hound Guild; and Oba Barbasoma, the president of Boa Fey.

They are all guilds with good relations with Fairy Tail.

"Presidents, it's been a long time," Chase greeted them with a smile.

"I've heard about what happened on the Island of Ruins. Compared to a year ago, Little Chase's charm is even more alluring~"

The obese, perverted old man, Bob, immediately came over and shyly approached Chess.

Chase's hair stood on end instantly, and he retreated imperceptibly.

If the other party hadn't been the guild leader, he would have really wanted to summon his fists and put them into an attack stance!

"Hahaha! So you all know about Chess's heroic deeds? You've all witnessed them, haven't you? This is our Fairy Tail mage!"

Makarov put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily, "Compared to us, your guilds are still far behind!"

He neither cared about nor bothered to pay attention to outside comments about Fairy Tail, whether good or bad.

But it's different in front of these old friends I've known for years; I absolutely can't miss any opportunity to show off!

"Huh? Chase, who is this?"

Chairman Goldman, the four-headed puppy—no, still the four-headed hound—crossed his arms and looked at the suited Makarov with surprise.

Makarov froze on the spot: "..."

Chase did not answer, but walked over and silently straightened the black suit hat that Makarov had put on his head.

"It's Makarov!!" x3

The three presidents were all startled, their eyes wide and their faces blank.

Oba Barbasoma, the guild leader of the Snake Scales, was so shocked that she spun around in circles.

Their exaggerated reactions made Chase unsure whether they were genuinely face-blind or doing it on purpose...

"Damn it! Stop playing dumb with me!"

Makarov's outburst of profanity clearly indicated that he knew the three of them better than Chase.

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I really didn't react for a moment," Goldman said with a big smile.

"That suit reminds me of my former dashing self. Oh dear, I'm so embarrassed~"

Bob covered his face with his fat hands, and both his actions and tone of voice exuded disgust.

"Stop, I can't stop! Someone help me..."

As for Obafara Barbasoma, she has transformed into a spinning top.

The once quiet venue instantly became incredibly lively with the arrival of Makarov and Chase.

In the corner, a muscular, fierce-looking man leaned against a pillar.

Two pupil-less eyes, like those of a ferocious tiger, stared furiously at Chess.

"It's this damned brat who's caused Minerva's long-suppressed, pointless concern for the weak to start sprouting again!"

"He's awakened the Eighteen Divine Magics of the Demon God, and is about to embark on the path to becoming the strongest. Fairy Tail really dares to do that..."

Thinking back to when his own daughter returned from the Island of Ruins, even though he had beaten her up several times, she still admired the mages of other guilds and was unwilling to kill the weak.

At this moment, German, the still unknown leader of Saberbite Tiger, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in anger.

Ok?

Chase narrowed his eyes, sensing the highly targeted killing intent.

Looking in the direction from which the murderous aura was emanating, he recognized the other party's identity based on their highly recognizable physique and attire.

What a surprise! I didn't expect Sabertooth to attend this meeting.

A smile crept across Chase's lips as he slowly walked toward Germain, much to the surprise of Makarov and the others.