Joseph Paula was successfully eliminated.

But for the ease after victory. Kewen only enjoyed it for a moment.

The 'law of fairies' magic almost consumed most of Kewen's magic power. After his body lost the blessing of many magic powers, Kewen's physique inevitably weakened slightly.

In addition, in the previous battle, the movement range was too large several times.

Therefore, a combination of many factors made Kewen completely unable to bear the severe pain in his entire body.

Lying weakly on the ground, Kewen's body kept shaking, not only the nerves were in continuous pain, but the muscles all over his body were twitching one after another as if they were cramping.

Fortunately, this kind of pain is not as severe as in the 'activation ritual' process, but Kewen can endure it.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, and after a while, the severe pain in his body gradually eased.

At this time, the huge magic power approached quickly, and it didn't take long for President Makarov's small body to appear.

The whole body was supported by the wind magic element, flew in from the broken wall, and slowly landed beside Kewen.

Glancing around the entire broken hall, President Makarov sighed helplessly and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Father..."

Kewen seemed weak and had no strength to get up for the time being, so he could only lie on the ground and reluctantly responded: "My situation was not caused by the battle, but because the sequelae of developing the 'Second Magic Source' has not yet passed."

"What about you?" Kewen asked rhetorically, "It seems that Mystergon has helped you collect the magic power, how about it? Are there any future problems?"

"Relax." President Makarov smiled kindly: "The magic is back."

After the response, President Makarov bent down and stepped forward to help Kewen get up.

Seeing this, Kewen hurriedly stopped and said, "Wait!"

Under President Makarov's doubts, Kewen smiled bitterly: "Don't touch me now, my nerves are still in severe pain, let me relax for a while."

Hearing this, President Makarov couldn't help showing a distressed look, and said in a tone of self-reproach: "It's all because of my incompetence as a parent, which has caused the children to suffer severely..."

"You did nothing wrong." Kewen comforted: "If you want to blame, you can only blame the 'ghost' people for being too despicable."

President Makarov sighed again, and then sat cross-legged beside Kewen.

Turning his head, through the broken wall, President Makarov looked at the gradually setting sun outside.

After a moment of silence, he whispered: "This time the matter is very serious, Kewen, remember, for all the accountability after the 'consultation', it must be all on me! Including Joseph Paula's Things are too! Be sure to remember!"

Hearing this, Kewen opened his mouth and smiled, but the muscles on his face were involved, causing him to gasp for breath.

When the severe pain subsided, he said to President Makarov, who was concerned about his expression: "Don't worry, old man, this time is not as serious as you think."

"No." President Makarov shook his head: "The war between the two guilds is already serious, not to mention casualties, and Joseph Polla is..."

"You listen to me first."

Cowen didn't want to burden President Makarov too much, so he interrupted and explained: "In a few days, the 'Ghost' will be judged as a dark union by the 'Council'."

Immediately, Kewen briefly recounted the process of his trip to 'Karna Island'.

Finally concluded: "So, with Ulutia helping us operate, even if someone comes to review later, it is estimated that it will be a formality."

After listening to Kewen's explanation, President Makarov opened his mouth and said nothing.

After a while, he gave a wry smile and shook his head with emotion: "In this way, it seems that the old man who is holding me back is even more useless."

Hearing President Makarov's oral fetish, Kewen knew that the pressure on the other party had been greatly relieved, and he couldn't help grinning carefully.

The pain in his body had reached a tolerable level, and Kewen slowly sat up.

"Speaking of which." Kewen continued to stand up and said, "Master, this war is not a bad thing."

"Huh?" President Makarov also got up and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because it can wake up everyone in the guild. Walking?"

Cowen wrapped the wind element around his body and greeted President Makarov.

After the two of them flew out of the broken wall together, Kewen continued: "Everyone has been running smoothly for a long time. With the guild's growing reputation in the outside world, everyone is not only concerned about their own strength. After being lazy, even the mentality began to become arrogant."

While President Makarov nodded thoughtfully, Kewen continued: "Although everyone did not show it in their usual words and attitudes, the damage they caused during the mission revealed their true mentality."

"You said that..." President Makarov thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It seems to make sense."

"Yeah." Kewen also nodded: "Our group grew up in the guild, and it was only because of our concentration that we would cause damage unconsciously. But the other people are different, they are because of the change of mentality, so Some unwitting recklessness."

President Makarov's expression became serious, and he asked in a deep voice, "That's why you said that this war is not a bad thing?"

"Yes." Kewen looked at the distant coastline and said, "In this war, even those ghost soldiers can pose a serious threat to everyone. I think they should be able to wake up."

"It's hard to say." President Makarov shook his head, looked at Cowen who was flying with him with relief, and said: "You defeated Joseph Paula, I am afraid that they will show a greater pride. "

"It's up to you, old man." Kewen smiled and shied away: "It's time for you to play your responsibilities as the president, remind everyone of the real situation, and let everyone pay attention to themselves instead of sharing pride from me."

"Well, I will!" President Makarov responded in a serious tone.

"In addition..." Kewen started the topic again: "This war has also improved everyone's strength, which is also a good thing."

President Makarov nodded in agreement, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

He also looked at everyone on the coastline, and President Makarov said with a smile: "Yes, I feel it, Natsu, Elfman, and everyone, and now the magical aura has become different. Now, there is a stronger belief in everyone's magic power, but..."

Having said that, President Makarov turned to look at Kewen again, and said hesitantly: "Your magic power is even more powerful now, but I still haven't sensed belief in your magic power."

"Faith..."

Kewen was silent for a moment, and then shook his head: "Maybe, it's because of my talent for learning, so I haven't really realized it yet."

"I guess so." President Makarov said with some regret: "After all, there is no complete perfection."

"As you said, a powerful talent has shackled your beliefs."

"When you can really put your faith and soul into magic in the future, your strength will be improved by leaps and bounds."

The communication between the two ended here, because they had already flown back to the coastline at this time.

After landing, Cowen accepted the celebrations for him, and then everyone cheered loudly for the victory of the war.

Soon, Lisanna flew to the completely broken Moving Castle and picked up Natsu, Elfman, and Gray.

After all the members gathered, under the leadership of President Makarov, everyone gathered all the way back to the front of the guild.

However, the completely collapsed guild building made everyone's relaxed demeanor disappear.

Although I know that both Kewen and President Makarov can restore the guild, no matter what, the guild was completely destroyed by the ghost soldiers who made them unable to care because of the poor protection of everyone.

In the end, it's everyone's responsibility.

Therefore, everyone has no face to face Kewen, who is fighting hard against the 'Holy Ten Wizards', and has no face to face the guild's president Makarov.

In a low atmosphere, President Makarov stood in front of everyone, looking at the collapsed guild building for a moment of silence.

He knew that the time had come, so he turned around with a serious expression, and gave a solemn instruction to everyone, instructing everyone that through this war, they must recognize themselves again.

In this atmosphere, President Makarov's doctrinal words were carefully listened to by everyone, and a look of introspection appeared on everyone's faces.

Seeing this, President Makarov suppressed the joy in his heart, turned his head slightly, and quickly glanced at Kewen, who had a smile on his face.

At this moment, Lucy stepped forward from the crowd, with tears in her eyes and a remorseful expression on her face, she said to President Makarov, "I'm sorry... It's all because of me..."

"Don't make that look, little Lucy."

President Makarov returned to his usual demeanor~lightnovelpub.net~ smiled and squinted, raised his head and said to Lucy: "If you can't bear the happy things and the sad things, just share them with everyone. , this is the so-called guild family."

With tears streaming down Lucy's eyes, President Makarov raised his arm, stretching it like rubber.

Gently touching Lucy's head, President Makarov smiled kindly: "Personal happiness is everyone's happiness; personal grief and anger are also everyone's grief and anger. Your tears are also everyone's tears... …”

"There's no need to blame yourself."

President Makarov turned his head to look around at all the members, and then said in a relieved tone: "Everyone's thoughts should have been passed on to you, raise your head, you are also a member of 'Fairy Tail'."

Hearing this, Lucy broke down in tears, no longer suppressed herself, let go of her emotions and cried loudly...

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