"Thanks to you this time. Fortunately, you arrived in time."

Luo Xingchen smiled: "You are much stronger, Laxus."

Then he looked at Makarov.

"Long time no see, President, you..."

"A lot older."

"It's just that I didn't expect everything to be useless." Makarov shook his head mockingly.

"Those are not important anymore, at least, we are all together again, aren't we?" Luo Xingchen responded softly.

Seeing this, everyone nodded heartily.

Except for Erza and Milaj, everyone hasn't seen each other for a year.

Perhaps this year, there are many things and many words that I want to say.

However, now is not the time for pleasantries.

"Everyone, go to my place first, Lebby is still waiting for us." Gajeel was the first to speak out.

"Reminiscing about the past, let's talk about it later." Luo Xingchen also nodded.

The people who quickly reached an agreement quickly disappeared on this plain.

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And at this moment.

Alvarez Empire, Vesdalian.

Don't destroy the conference room in the corner of the palace.

Several figures sat around the chairs beside the round table.

They are all high-ranking people in the Alvarez Empire.

The Twelve Shields of the Protectors, the Magic King, Olghast.

Protector of the Holy Twelve Shields General Winter Inbel.

The Twelve Shields of the Guardians, the Judge, Vaal.

Guardian Twelve Shields Assassin Jacob.

Guardian Twelve Shields Desert King Agil.

The previous battle seemed to have dealt a heavy blow to these proud people.

Except for Inber and Val who are still uninjured so far.

Even the Magic King Olghast looked a little pale at the moment.

The sound of coughing from time to time spread throughout the quiet meeting room.

In addition, Agil, who had fallen into a coma before, was under the full medical treatment of the Alvarez Empire.

He woke up not long ago, although according to the doctor's instructions, he needs to rest at this moment.

But what happened to the empire, how can he rest?

So I clamored and came here to attend this meeting.

As for Jack Bu, the guy who suffered Luo Xingchen's kick head-on was still lucky.

After being knocked into the air, it happened to hit the moat.

A large number of shocks have been relieved, otherwise he might still be lying down now with his not-so-strong physical defense.

Of course, it's not without cost, at this moment, he is covered in bandages all over his body.

Even walking requires the assistance of crutches.

Silence...spread continuously in this conference room.

It's not that they don't have anything to say, it's just... such a fiasco that they don't even know how to start it.

squeak...

The closed door was slowly opened.

Jeff walked in slowly, the previous fight with Natsu didn't seem to cause him any trouble.

No joy or anger could be seen on his calm face, he walked to the main seat and sat down slowly.

···Ask for flowers····

Jeff took a deep breath and spoke first: "Tell me, say what you have."

"There's no need to hide it."

Hearing this, there seemed to be a gleam of light in the eyes of Inber sitting beside him under the lens.

Asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, have you made a decision?"

"Ah... there's no need to think about it anymore." Jeff nodded lightly.

"I... I'm about to start acting!"

The words were calm.

But as Inber, who knows Jeff very well.

But he could clearly hear the... blood hidden under those calm words!

This means that Fairy Tail is about to welcome a...

Iron Emperor!

boom--

Already unable to hold back, Agil slapped the table heavily with his palm.

Anger was undisguised on his face.

"Let's go to war, Your Majesty!!"

"Those goblins are too rampant!"

"And then?" Inbel turned Ajill aside: "A mindless attack will only make you refill the score, don't you understand this? Ajill."

......0

Those words were merciless, even though they were both twelve shields, Inber reprimanded Agil without any scruples.

With veins popping up on his face, Agil glared at Inber angrily.

He really wanted to refute, but thousands of words came to his lips, but in the end he didn't know how to respond to Inber.

Just like before, go directly to that guy named Luo Xingchen?

Don't be ridiculous, you can't beat it at all, okay?

As much as he hated to admit it, but...it was the truth.

"Okay." Olgast said.

"Failure is not a disgrace. This defeat also made us understand that there are not no mages on Ishgar who can compete with our twelve shields."

"The aloof gaze needs to be withdrawn. For His Majesty's victory, we must not be arrogant!"

Olgast's words were sonorous and powerful, so that everyone present did not have any rebuttals.

Taking a deep breath, Olgast leaned back on the back of the chair.

For the first time, a look of hesitation appeared on the old man's face.

He muttered: "Now, we should think about the matter about this man Luo Xingchen."

"Wait a minute, the battle damage hasn't come out yet." Val said.

"Intelligence is still being collected. Everything about Luo Xingchen will determine our attitude towards this man."

Having said that, Walton paused.

"What is certain is that... the S-level judgment is no longer enough to describe the threat of this man."

"You mean... a higher level of risk determination?" Inbel helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose.

His eyes turned to Val.

In response, Val nodded slightly.

"Wait, the results of this battle are still being analyzed and summarized, and Timaria and Brandish himself Bradman are also missing."

"My mechanical double was also destroyed...this time predictably..."

Val stared at the crowd present.

Word by word:

"Our losses are extremely heavy!" said Dao.

Chapter 700 Heinous!

Didi Didi…

There was a sound from the magic crystal screen behind Val.

It caught Val's eye.

Turning around, Val stretched out his hand to manipulate the console.

He opened the received letter and read it at a glance.

The expression on his face gradually became serious.

"Is there a battle report about this time?"

Inber behind him asked.

In this regard, Val nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "This is the battle report sent by our soldiers just now after tapping this battle."

Turning his head, he looked at the crowd in the conference room.

His face was a bit ugly: "This time, first of all, my mechanical soldiers are almost lost. Not to mention the time needed to manufacture them, the money is also a lot of money."

"Money doesn't matter to the Alvarez Empire." Inbel pushed his glasses and spoke slowly.

"It's just...in terms of time..." At this point, he couldn't help but look at Zeref who was in the main seat.

"March 20" "I'm afraid it's too late, but it won't affect much."

Jeff leaned on the back of the chair, leaning on the armrest with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, muttering.

He looked at Val: "Continue."

"In addition, the town has been traumatized on a large scale. Almost thousands of residents have completely lost their homes. The reconstruction work is also a big problem."

"Then, there is the most important loss of twelve shields."

Having said that, even Val's tone gradually became serious.

"According to our search, Bradman has been confirmed dead. Reinhardt tried to summon Bradman's corpse, but it succeeded."

"However, Brandish and Timaria did not succeed. It is currently estimated that they are missing, and they are likely to be captured by the goblin group."

"Did you lose three twelve shields at once..." Hearing the news.

Inber's brows were tightly wrinkled.

Not only Inber, but everyone present fell silent at this moment.

Most of the present were more or less involved in this battle.

Although they all know that the other party is completely different from any enemy they have met before.

However, when the specific battle report was presented in front of them.

They still couldn't help but gasped.

This is the biggest loss since the establishment of the Holy Twelve Shields.