"Tsk tsk... Can't this be punished with the death penalty?"
"The council and Fiore's official stance seem a bit too humane."
On the fourth floor of the guild, in the office and rest area, Noah, who was leaning against the sofa, yawned, slowly lay down and took over the entire sofa, then covered his face with the newspaper he had just finished reading.
Looking at the white-haired boy dozing off on her office floor, Mrs. Macallo laughed and scolded, "Coming here in the middle of the day to annoy this old man, you brat, and you're even dozing off."
"Hehe, isn't that because you're capable, you should do more work?"
Noah brushed aside the newspaper. He didn't want to come to see Makarov at noon, since the sun was quite strong, but he had slept until after 12 o'clock.
Makarov beamed with joy as he listened to Noah's praise.
Since Noah and Mistgang revealed their origins to him, Makarov has been living a much more comfortable life. These two "sons" from parallel worlds come to greet him almost every day.
His son was expelled, his grandson rebelled... Makarov had not felt the beauty of family affection for a long time.
Although he felt a warmth in his heart, Makarov's smile gradually turned serious as he thought about what Noah had told him. "Noah, you said Gajeel came from 400 years ago. Do you have any concrete evidence?"
Makarov believed in the magic of time travel, but he remained skeptical.
Now that the topic has come down to business, Noah also put away his nonchalant attitude, sat up and said seriously, "President, I don't have direct evidence, but judging from various connections, there is at least a 90% chance that Gajeel came from the past."
"After all, with the dragon race now extinct, where would there be any dragons willing to teach humans [Dragon Slayer Magic]?"
Makarov nodded. In fact, after Noah told him the whole story in detail, he believed Noah's words.
Because there is another Dragon Slayer mage in the guild whose situation is almost exactly the same as Gajeel's.
According to Noah's speculation, Gajeel arrived in the present world 6 years ago, which is X777.
In the same year, or even around the same time, Makarov found a little boy with pink hair named Natsu crying and looking for his "foster father" in a forest.
Natsu told Makarov that his "adoptive father" Igneel was a very powerful dragon, but Makarov just took it as childish talk, since the dragon race had been extinct for a long time.
But as Natsu grew up, Makarov was surprised to discover that Natsu was actually the legendary "first generation Dragon Slayer Mage," a mage who was personally taught Dragon Slayer Magic by a dragon.
Makarov was certain that the forest where Naz was found had no record or rumors of any giant creatures in the past 200 years.
Makarov had many questions about Natsu, but he couldn't find the answers, so he simply let it go. Anyway, Natsu was having a great time in the guild, so there was no need to make things difficult for the kid.
Now that Noah has laid out Gajeel's origins on the table, Makarov understands why Natsu, who was just a little kid six years ago, appeared alone in the remote mountains.
"What kind of mess is this...?"
Makarov touched his gleaming Mediterranean Sea in frustration.
If only one person traveled through time, it could be considered an accident, but the similar experiences of Natsu, Gajeel, and others indicate that this was a planned time travel.
The old man couldn't help but worry about the children.
The mysterious being who could use time travel magic to send two children to a world 400 years in the future must be extraordinary.
Remembering that Natsu had said his adoptive father, "Fire Dragon Igneel," loved him very much, Makarov's intuition told him that it was very likely that the two children's dragon father was also involved in this time travel plan.
But what exactly is the purpose of doing this?
Makarov doesn't deny that Natsu and Gajeel have great potential, but they still have a long way to go before they can become top-tier mages.
While fretting, Makarov suddenly noticed the hair he had pulled out of his palm, and his expression immediately changed. "It's all your fault, Noah, you brat! You asked me so many questions I can't answer, and now my hair is falling out again!"
Noah, who was enjoying Old Ma's tea, almost spat out his water. "You tore it off yourself! Be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation!"
"You, a mere member, dare to complain about me, the president? I think you're asking for trouble, you little brat who's just asking for a beating. Just wait and see..."
When Mr. Gang arrived on the fourth floor, the first thing he saw was a messy office break area and his younger brother, who was running away with his head in his hands, being chased and beaten by the chairman.
This scene made the already taciturn man in black robes even more silent.
He seems to have arrived at the worst possible time...
"Brother! You've come at just the right time!"
Noah, of course, noticed Mystergan's arrival and was not about to let him leave. "This old man is losing his hair badly and is taking his anger out on your good brother!"
After another chaotic scene, Makarov, with the help of Mistgan, finally succeeded in leaving a footprint on Noah's buttocks.
Patting his pants, Noah sat back on the sofa as if nothing had happened, but his resentful eyes were accusing his brother of "aiding and abetting evil."
Feeling refreshed, Makarov picked up his teacup and looked at the visitor. "Mistgan, how is Polyushika?"
"My aunt is doing well."
Now that he knows [Anima] will no longer threaten the continent of Ishgar, Mystogan can finally stop his hustle and bustle and live the life he wants.
Because he preferred peace and quiet, Mystogan chose to live in the forest outside Magnolia, which also allowed him to take care of his elder, Polyusica.
Noah looked at Mistgang, who was still completely covered up, and said helplessly, "Hey bro, why are you still wearing a mask? Doesn't it feel stuffy?"
"I'm used to it, and my appearance can cause trouble."
Mystogan knew that if he revealed his true colors, the council would at most investigate him because of Gerald's matter. With Noah and Erza as witnesses, and Makarov's connections, he would be fine.
However, Mystergan is someone who doesn't want to cause trouble for others. When he used [Sleep] on his companions in the guild before, it was only to avoid bigger trouble.
Seeing this, Noah stopped trying to persuade Mystergon.
Makarov was curious about Mistgang's visit. "You wouldn't be like Noah, bringing me news that's hard to tell, good or bad, and that'll give this old man pause for thought, would you?"
Mystogan looked at Noah with a puzzled expression, then said:
"No, I'm just going to find someone."
"Six years ago, I found a little girl and adopted her as my sister. However, at that time I had to deal with [anima], so I entrusted her to an old man."
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