NABC Chapter 182 Little Lolita President Mavis
Chapter 182 Little Lolita President Mavis
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"Although there are time restrictions on finding a burial plot, it doesn't mean much to me."
Walking on Sirius Island, Moen smiled. This final challenge was too easy for him. He now knew the terrain of Sirius Island like the back of his hand. Crows scurried back and forth across the island, searching for any special locations that might exist.
Finally, the crows brought good news to Moen: they had found the place. The reason they found it so quickly was, of course, because Grandpa Makarov was waiting there, and the crows were already familiar with his scent.
"Are you all alone?"
Inside the tomb, Makarov sat on the ground, behind him a structure that resembled an altar or tombstone.
Seeing that Moen had come alone, Makarov asked, not finding it strange at all, as Moen was certainly capable of passing through without any trouble.
Although Makarov had been sitting there without moving, he could still sense the magical fluctuations caused by the battle outside. The commotion caused by Laxus and Moen's battle was so great that he could definitely hear it unless he was deaf.
"I was the only one who passed the test."
Moen walked up to Grandpa Makarov and began to explain. He looked around curiously; the cave was quite bright, with a gentle firelight flickering within.
"As expected."
Makarov nodded. He didn't think anyone else could pass the test, which was why he didn't limit the final number of advancements.
The S-class mage examination used to be very rigorous. From the eligibility for the examination to the qualification to pass the examination and the final promotion spot, everything was strictly controlled. Only those who were approved by him could participate in the examination, and generally only one promotion spot was given at a time.
This assessment was truly unprecedented, but the final result was no different from the past. Only one person made it here, and the others didn't even qualify to come.
"Is this the grave of the first president, Ms. Mavis?"
Arriving at the tombstone-like structure, Moen asked Grandpa Makarov a question, as he examined the tombstone and frowned slightly.
Whether it was just his imagination or not, Moen felt that something was off about the tomb; he had a feeling that he was being watched.
"That's right, this is the grave of our first guild master, Mavis Viamirio. She created Fairy Tail and set the initial tone for our guild."
Makarov spoke, his expression slightly complicated.
Have you met her? What kind of person is she?
Moen asked curiously, "This first president is also a legendary figure. He is said to be very powerful and has the title of 'Fairy Strategist.' He must have been a trendsetter of his time."
No. She left the year I was born.
Makarov shook his head; he had never seen Mebis either, at least not alive.
To be honest, Makarov had met him, but he didn't remember him. His birth was a significant milestone.
Makarov's complex expression was a lament about the capriciousness of fate, a fate that could always destroy all that is beautiful.
Why did she leave?
Moen continued to ask curiously, as he really didn't know anything about this part of history.
Clearly, these are stories that will not be recorded in books; only the people involved know the details, and the truth is known only to them.
"I don't know, it's complicated."
Makarov shook his head. His name was given to him by Mavis, which should have been a good thing. But at the same time, his mother Rita was killed by the curse on Mavis, and Mavis also left the guild.
No one knows why things turned out this way, but it just happened, and everything took a sharp turn for the worse at that moment.
A year later, Mavis's death was discovered, and the guild members erected a grave for her here, still respecting her.
There was nothing anyone could do. Even Yuri Dolea, whose wife had died, didn't blame her. So what could anyone else say about the chairman who chose to exile himself because he didn't want to hurt anyone else anymore?
Not two years after Mebius’s death, Yuri Dole also died from excessive grief. Makarov was also an “orphan”, having lost his father and mother when he was two or three years old. He also grew up eating food from various families in the guild.
Every sip and bite is preordained by fate. Makarov's current enthusiasm for "picking up children" stems from the fact that he experienced this himself as a child.
Looking at the children in the guild, Makarov felt as if he were seeing his younger self.
"this"
Moen pursed his lips. This was the first time he had ever heard of these things. No wonder the old man was so patient with the children.
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's pay our respects to the first president."
Makarov shook his head. He shouldn't have said these things to the child, but standing in front of Mebius's grave, he did become a little sentimental, and so he blurted them out without realizing it.
"it is good."
Moen obediently bowed to the tombstone.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the grandfather and grandson, the tombstone suddenly lit up with a bright light, an incredibly bright light.
"This is?"
Moen looked at Grandpa Makarov with a surprised expression.
At the same time, Moen also had some guesses in his mind. There was indeed something wrong with this tombstone. Could it be that the soul of the first president was still there?
In this world, souls do exist, which is not surprising. There is even a guild that specializes in manipulating wandering souls in battle.
It's not unacceptable that the soul of a figure like the first chairman could remain even after death. Moreover, from the perspective of an anime story, it's even more interesting that the soul of the first chairman still exists at this tombstone.
Thinking of this, Moen looked at the tombstone suspiciously, hoping that the first president would emerge from it and say, "Come on! Don't be shy!"
"This is Fairy Radiance, one of the guild's three great super spells! Give it a try, Moen! Maybe you can gain their approval!"
Makarov began to explain, sounding somewhat anxious.
The old man's face was also filled with a strange expression, and he kept sighing in his heart. This little guy Moen was indeed very lucky, as he was able to make Chairman Mavis's grave react.
"Forget it, I don't need this magic."
Moen shook his head, looking confident.
"My magic is powerful enough."
Looking at the ball of light, Moen remained unmoved and showed no intention of reaching out to try.
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Makarov opened his mouth, unsure of what to say, but he wasn't surprised by the outcome.
When he wanted to teach Moen "Fairy Law" before, the boy refused. Moen only said that he wanted to focus on practicing his own magic. He was not interested in other magic and did not want to learn it, even "one of the three great super magics of Fairy Tail".
Well, there's nothing wrong with it.
Gildarts didn't learn the "Fairy Tail's Three Great Super Magics," and he felt he didn't need them. His Shattering Magic was powerful enough, and it was itself a super magic.
In Makarov's view, Moen's magic was in no way inferior to super magic.
Most importantly, he still can't see the upper limit of Moen's magic, and can't even predict it. This is magic that belongs only to Moen.
"Then forget it."
Since Moen was unwilling to learn, Makarov did not force him. Moen's mindset was beneficial to his own growth. Magic is inherently subjective, and Moen's confidence in his own magic was certainly advantageous to him.
"So, do I consider myself to have completed the game?"
Moen blinked. The final reward had already been triggered, and it seemed there was no next level. He wouldn't be prevented from passing the test if he didn't learn the super magic "Fairy Radiance."
"You've cleared the game. From now on, you're an S-rank mage in Fairy Tail. You can go to the second floor to accept S-rank missions."
Makarov smiled and announced the final results of the assessment.
Moen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were no rules he was required to learn, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to do it. After all, he couldn't use abilities that weren't part of the Saint Seiya system, so even if he learned them, he wouldn't be able to use them.
"Buzz!"
After Makarov announced the results, the tombstone lit up once again.
This time, the light was even brighter than before, because the original single ball of light had become two!
"Fairy Ball!"
This time, even Makarov couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. His expression was complicated. "President Mavis...does she really like Moen that much?"
Makarov wasn't surprised that Moen had gained the approval of Guild Master Mavis, because he also believed that Moen had perfectly inherited the will of "Fairy Tail".
To his surprise, even though Moen had already refused, President Mavis had not given up and had even raised the price!
Is she angry?
Moen looked at Grandpa Makarov with a strange expression and asked him in a low voice.
"this"
Makarov was speechless. Chairman Mebis had been dead for eighty years. Even if there were any remnants of his will left, he shouldn't still have feelings of anger, right?
He occasionally comes here to sweep the tombs, but he has never seen the tombstone react in any special way. Today he has learned something new.
"I'm sorry, President Mavis, I really won't learn it."
Moen bowed to the tombstone and said sincerely that although he didn't know what Chairman Mavis was thinking, it was probably well-intentioned, but unfortunately he couldn't reciprocate that kindness.
Why?
Just as Moen was about to pull away Grandpa Makarov, who looked troubled, a lovely female voice suddenly rang out in the tomb.
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Moen could sense that Grandpa Makarov stiffened slightly.
Clearly, the old man had not communicated with Chairman Mavis's spirit.
Moen has confirmed that the voice that spoke is indeed the soul of President Mavis; there's no way around it, it's too obvious.
Who else could be the first Guild Master Mavis Viamirio, who created these three super magic spells, to teach others "Fairy Radiance" and "Fairy Sphere"?
"President Mavis?"
Moen looked around and asked, feigning confusion.
"it's me."
With a response, a figure slowly emerged from behind the tombstone.
She was an adorable little girl, not very tall, with bright green eyes and long, curly, golden hair. She wore a light pink dress, was barefoot, and had a pair of light pink wings on her head that matched her dress. She looked more like a fairy than a human.
Why don't you want to learn?
The little girl frowned, looking unhappy, and continued to press Moen for answers, seemingly very puzzled.
"President Mavis?!"
However, before Moen could even speak, Makarov exclaimed in surprise, his expression quite remarkable.
Makarov was naturally able to recognize Mavis's appearance. He had never seen Mavis alive, but he had seen her dead, so he could immediately recognize the ghost in front of him.
"Third Hokage, why doesn't your grandson learn those two spells?"
Mebius looked at Makarov, still struggling with the question.
Although this was Makarov's first time meeting Mebis, it was not Mebis's first time meeting Makarov.
In the past, Makarov would often come here to sweep Mavis's grave and talk to himself about things in the guild and his own troubles. Therefore, Mavis knew Makarov quite well.
"this"
Makarov was somewhat embarrassed by the question posed by the first president, Mavis. He looked at Moen and let him explain himself.
"President Mavis, as I said before, my magic is powerful enough, and I have great confidence in my own magic."
Moen still uses the same wording, and he gives the same answer no matter who asks.
"But by learning these two spells, you can use them to better protect Fairy Tail and your guildmates."
Mavis was still puzzled. She was a true master of magic, but she didn't specialize in any particular magic. It was said that she knew all the magic in the world and was proficient in all of them, which was why she was able to create the "Fairy Tail Three Great Magics".
Therefore, it was naturally difficult for Mavis to understand Moen's actions. If it were her, she would definitely learn it. She wanted to learn all kinds of magic; she simply loved reading and was eager to learn.
"My magic can also protect Fairy Tail and my guildmates. But compared to those two spells, I'm more interested in how you've managed to exist here for eighty years."
Moen shook his head, still firmly refusing, and then he changed the subject to something that interested him. Makarov, who was standing next to him, perked up his ears, clearly very curious as well.
"What is your current status?"
Moen asked.
"It's probably a ghost? A ghost that only you can see."
Mavis tilted her head cutely and answered Moen's question. She had thought about the question herself. Although she had studied a lot of magic, the idea of becoming a ghost after death was something she had never explored before. Therefore, she was confused at first and it took her some time to get used to this state.
(End of this chapter)