Hmm, Mavis, she's even more significant.
"Anyway, we've torn the arena apart like this, do we really not need to pay for damages?"
At this moment, Cana, who had sobered up, scratched her hair and asked Makarov.
"Probably not?!"
Makarov's expression held a hint of hesitation.
To be honest, he wasn't entirely sure either.
"Anyway, I will go apologize to His Majesty the King. If worst comes to worst, I'll just have to prostrate myself."
Makarov rubbed his chin, saying so.
"That's all we can do."
In response, the other members of the Guild all agreed.
And so.
Makarov, escorted by a group of Magicians from the Fairy Tail Guild, mustered his courage and went to the Royal Palace where the King of the Fiore Kingdom resided.
Inside Huateng Palace.
"So, they finally came?!"
Old Toma sat on his throne, sighing helplessly.
First releasing demons, then releasing giant dragons...
Was Makarov, the Master of the Fairy Tail Guild, not planning a coup?!
Since he had just confirmed from Ulfheim, the second strongest among the Ten Wizard Saints on the Ishgar Continent, that even if he gambled all the combat power of the entire kingdom, even if he sought help from the Magic Council ERA, their Fiore Kingdom would absolutely not be Makarov's opponent, then he might as well just give the kingdom away~
Anyway, he had long stopped wanting to be this troublesome king, so he might as well abdicate gracefully.
At this point, Old Toma was prepared. He dismissed all guards, and despite the hesitant expressions of his ministers, Old Toma very gracefully chose to meet Makarov, who had come to beg for mercy, alone.
"..."
For a moment, Old Toma and Makarov, one sitting on the throne, one standing below it, faced each other in the empty palace.
However, both seemed to be hindered by some unmentionable reasons and did not speak first, remaining silent and in a standoff.
"Sigh..."
"Makarov, is there anything you want to say now? Just tell me!"
Ultimately, it was Old Toma, as king, who first set aside his pride. Anyway, he wouldn't be king anymore, so what pride did he need?!
So, Old Toma gently removed the crown from his head, making a gesture to offer it, and looked at Makarov, asking aloud.
Hmm, Old Toma, at the very end, intended to instruct Makarov on some matters, roughly to treat the citizens well, to treat his army well, and so on.
"Thud!"
"Your Majesty, spare me!"
Before Old Toma could even offer the crown from his head...
Makarov had already knelt on one knee before Old Toma!
Logically speaking, as one of the Saint Ten Wizard, Makarov's status was on par with the kings of various kingdoms, and he didn't need to kneel when meeting a king, but he still knelt down...
After all, when asking for a favor, one must have the proper demeanor, and the attitude must be upright.
"Ah?!"
Old Toma was stunned. He thought he had misheard. The once arrogant Makarov was actually begging him for mercy? Was something wrong?! Shouldn't it be him kneeling down, asking Makarov and Fairy Tail to spare his life?!
"Are you mistaken?"
"Aren't you Fairy Tail planning a coup?"
Old Toma looked at Makarov, frowning and with a stern face, asking.
"Coup? With Fairy Tail here, who dares to stage a coup?!"
Makarov, upon hearing this,'shot' up from the ground, striking a pose as if he was born a person of the Fiore Kingdom and would die a ghost of the Fiore Kingdom.
"Then why did you Fairy Tail come to Royal Capital Crocus?"
Old Toma realized he might have misunderstood Makarov, so he asked.
"Didn't you specially send out posters to Magnolia Town saying that whoever wins the Magic Fighting Tournament would receive a high prize money?!"
Makarov looked at Old Toma, utterly bewildered, and stated the truth.
"I..."
Old Toma almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"Then why did you come to see me?"
Old Toma looked at Makarov and asked.
"It's just that, I accidentally tore down your arena, I don't have to pay for it, do I?!"
Makarov rubbed the back of his head, looking ashamed.
"You almost took down my Fiore Kingdom, how would I dare ask you to pay!"
Old Toma loudly complained in his heart.
"You don't need to pay. Since I allowed you to compete in Frau Dome, I'm not afraid of you tearing it down! All damages are on me. It's just a few tens of billions, isn't it?!"
Old Toma was rich and powerful, not caring about the damage to Frau Dome at all.
"Then do you think this battle counts as a win for our Fairy Tail?"
Makarov rubbed his hands, pushing his luck.
"..."
In response, Old Toma just silently looked at Makarov, saying nothing.
"Pretend I didn't say that."
Makarov lowered his head in shame.
"Listen carefully, Makarov Dreyar, Master of the Magic Guild Fairy Tail..."
"Your Guild performed well in this Magic Fighting Tournament!"
"Therefore, your Guild's Magicians, Erza Belserion, Laxus Dreyar, Ere Belserion, Mirajane Strauss, and Ultear Milkovich, these five individuals will be the new Kings of the Arena at Frau Dome! Each will be rewarded 50 million J! After Frau Dome is rebuilt, the statues will be replaced with those of these five individuals..."
Old Toma looked at Makarov and spoke loudly.
"Thank you for your Majesty's benevolence!"
Makarov, upon hearing this, immediately shed tears. Old Toma was practically his beloved brother from another mother!
"I've given you the money, and I've given you the fame."
"In the future, unless there's something else, don't just casually come to the Royal Capital. My heart isn't good."
Old Toma was exhausted. He put his crown back on and waved his hand at Makarov, signaling that Makarov could leave.
Old Toma's heart at this moment was a hundred times speechless...
No, did your Fairy Tail take down my Fiore Kingdom just for these two hundred million?!
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