"Speaking of which, is this really okay?"
"I mean, just letting the Magic Council take Master Makarov away like that?"
Ur turned sideways, looking at Chrollo and Gildarts, who had just sent Master Makarov off, and couldn't help but ask.
"No problem."
"Besides, since the Magic Council gave us such a big gift, we should at least reciprocate a little."
"Otherwise, wouldn't that make the Magic Council lose face?!"
"Just let Master Makarov write another self-reflection."
"Anyway, for a Ten Wizard Saints, unless they commit an unforgivable major mistake, it's just a matter of a self-reflection."
Chrollo smiled lightly upon hearing this…
He had experienced such things too many times and no longer took the Magic Council's pursuit of Makarov seriously…
After all, the Magic Council knew better than anyone that only by complementing each other could the Ten Wizard Saints and the Council firmly establish themselves on this continent.
Thinking of this, Chrollo turned to Ur and Gildarts and said casually, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"Just as Chrollo said."
"Regarding Makarov's safety, Ur, you have absolutely no need to worry."
Gildarts nodded slightly, indicating that Chrollo was right.
Apparently, Gildarts also didn't take the Magic Council's pursuit of Makarov seriously.
Or rather, Gildarts had never taken the Magic Council seriously at all.
"Speaking of which, I'm starving! I haven't eaten in three days! I was already exhausted from returning from the mission, and then I sparred with you guys, using up the little magic and stamina I had left. So let's go eat."
Gildarts said to Chrollo, preoccupied with himself.
"Uncle, when you say 'three days without eating or drinking' and 'little stamina and magic,' are you referring to the super magic, True Heavenly Body Magic: Sema, that can blow me up with one punch?!"
"Are you some kind of monster?!"
Chrollo shouted at Gildarts, complaining loudly.
"Let's go, let's go…"
"Let's hurry up and eat!"
Gildarts didn't give Chrollo a chance to say more. He put his arms around Chrollo and Ur's shoulders and strode away.
In an instant, all the high-level combatants of the Fairy Tail Guild had left, leaving behind only a mess.
In this land, as if covered by intercontinental missiles, the other Mages participating in the Fairy Tail 24-hour Endurance Race were fighting desperately. They were completely unaware that their Guild Master had been arrested by the Council, and even the Guild's S-Class Mages had gone off to eat and drink.
At this moment, the Fairy Tail members, who were already caught up in the fight, had long forgotten what competition they were participating in…
In their minds, there was only one thing…
That was to kick their opponents' butts hard.
Meanwhile, at the Magic Council.
"Councillor Touki Anderbar…"
"Why are we granting the Mage Ur of the Fairy Tail Guild the title of Ten Wizard Saints?!"
"Originally, the Mages of the Fairy Tail Guild, led by Gildarts, were already very arrogant. They completely refused to bow down to our Magic Council! If we grant their Guild another Ten Wizard Saints title, how will we ever be able to suppress their arrogance in the future?!"
A Magic Council staff member approached Councillor Touki Anderbar and asked.
"Heh heh, what do you know?!"
"Precisely because Fairy Tail's arrogance is currently too strong, we should grant their Guild the title of Ten Wizard Saints!"
Touki Anderbar frowned and said coldly. "Why?!"
The staff member looked puzzled, completely failing to understand Touki Anderbar's meaning.
"Idiot, that Ur is a strong individual recognized by seniors like Warrod! Even without the Ten Wizard Saints title granted by us, she is still a Ten Wizard Saints-level strong individual!"
"Do you know how much disaster an unregulated, unrestrained Ten Wizard Saints-level strong individual can bring to the continent? Is one Gildarts not enough?!"
"But as long as Ur becomes a Ten Wizard Saints…"
"She will need to abide by the rules concerning the Ten Wizard Saints established by the Magic Council."
"In other words, Ur can no longer be arrogant."
"Once she violates the Ten Wizard Saints regulations, she will be punished!"
"This way, we can effectively curb the arrogance of the Fairy Tail Guild."
Touki Anderbar said earnestly.
"Ah! Is that so?!"
"As expected of the Councilor, you thought of something we hadn't even considered."
The staff member said in shock.
"Heh heh…"
Touki Anderbar sneered upon hearing this.
Then, Touki Anderbar continued, "That's why I can be a Councilor."
"That's right, that's right…"
The staff members echoed.
"Hmm."
After Touki Anderbar nodded slightly, he thought to himself, "Fairy Tail, and Gray and Ur, this is all I can do for you."
Well, so, if a Ten Wizard Saints-level strong individual really broke the Magic Council's regulations and did not intend to accept the Magic Council's punishment, what could their Magic Council do to that top strong individual?!
On the other side, the Judgment Hall.
"The trial of Makarov, Ten Wizard Saints and Guild Master of the Fairy Tail Guild, will now begin."
Under the gaze of the Magic Council members, the great villain Makarov finally took his seat.
Yes, although Makarov was the one being judged, he still had the right to sit at the Magic Council. This was the privilege brought by the absolute power of a top strong individual.
"Makarov, as the Guild Master of a Mage guild, you condoned the members of the Fairy Tail Guild to arbitrarily destroy towns, bringing huge hidden dangers to the Fiore Kingdom. I ask you, is that true or not?!"
The judge of the tribunal shouted loudly at Makarov.
"Ah ha~"
Makarov yawned upon hearing this, looking listless.
"Makarov, please respect the Magic Council, please respect this trial."
In response, the judge felt disrespected by Makarov, and he was very angry, speaking loudly.
"You speak, I'm listening."
Makarov's expression became slightly serious upon hearing this. He sat on his golden throne, which symbolized the Ten Wizard Saints, full of majesty.
For a moment, Makarov seemed to become the judge, while the judge belonging to the Magic Council became a clown being judged.
Makarov: "It is precisely because I am giving face to your Magic Council that I am sitting here, accepting your judgment. If I didn't give you face, your Magic Council might not even exist on the Ishgar continent…"