MMB Chapter 44 What are you looking at?
Chapter 44 What are you looking at?
At this point in time, Saberbite isn't very well-known, and it has absolutely no connection to Fairy Tail.
So that means the hostility of this muscle lump...
From Minerva?
Chase pondered to himself.
Back on the Island of Ruins, he wasn't actually sure if the little girl who cheered him on was actually Sabertooth's young lady.
After all, there was a seven-year time difference, so he didn't have a very deep impression of what Minerva looked like as a child.
The conclusion was reached after Makarov learned from the council meeting that someone had unexpectedly awakened the Eighteen Divine Magic of the Calamity Demon!
"Kid, what's up?"
Seeing Chase suddenly approaching him, Germain maintained his arrogant posture with his arms crossed, his tone full of disdain.
Even so, he was still quite surprised that Chess dared to walk so openly in front of him, the president.
He's just a mere guild mage...
Upon hearing this, all the other presidents looked over with puzzled expressions, wanting to see what Chess was up to.
If I remember correctly, that was Germain from Saberbite, right?
They have no connection with Fairy Tail, right?
With the gazes of many presidents focused on him, Chase remained unfazed, meeting Germain's fierce eyes.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
After a few seconds of silence, Chase finally spoke up and demanded, "What are you looking at?!"
Germain, who had made all sorts of preparations and even planned to accuse Chase of offending the guild leader, was speechless.
Dude, you came running over all this way just to say this?
Suddenly, Germain realized that the boy in front of him wasn't as reckless and impulsive as the legends had suggested.
"Ha, are all the people in Fairy Tail this unreasonable? I think most of the so-called rescue of the ruins island in the newspapers is just sensationalist propaganda from the newspapers."
Germain snorted, trying to provoke Chase.
"none of your business."
Knowing full well what this guy's purpose was, Chase naturally wouldn't make a move against him in front of so many guild leaders.
At least... we need to find a secluded place!
"That's incredibly arrogant."
Germain glanced at Makarov, who remained unmoved in the distance, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "However, I admire brats like you!"
"I am German, the guild master of Saberbite Tiger. It's a pleasure to meet you."
As he finished speaking, he extended his large, muscular hand toward Chase.
Since you won't fall for it, then let me give you a taste of my own medicine first!
Although Sabertooth's fame is far less than Fairy Tail's, Germain is, after all, the guild master, and thus has a higher status than Chess.
If Chess didn't dare shake hands with him in front of so many guild leaders, then the entire Fairy Tail would lose face.
If he dared to grasp it, he, a master of physical combat and magic, was absolutely confident that he could crush the other person's hand.
After all, it's a well-known fact throughout the magic world that card mages have relatively low physical strength!
"So you're President Germain. It'll be nice to meet you from now on."
To Germain's surprise, Chase extended his hand with a smile and shook hands with him without the slightest hesitation!
Heh, what an arrogant fool...
Germain sneered, then the veins on his strong arms bulged as he gripped it tightly.
hum!
A thick purple aura emanated from him, unleashing a powerful magical storm.
Almost simultaneously, Chase also unleashed a surge of dark golden magic power, rivaling Germain's.
The two hands, clasped tightly together, trembled violently under the influence of immense magical power, releasing a sense of oppression that permeated the entire venue, stirring up a chaotic storm!
Those present were all at the guild leader level, and they weren't intimidated by the clash of magic. Instead, they narrowed their eyes and observed with great interest:
When did Sabertooth and Fairy Tail develop a grudge? To the point that Germain had to personally intervene to intimidate them?
Wait a minute, judging from the magical power, it seems he's the one who's messed up!
What a monster! An S-class mage from Fairy Tail. I'll have to find a chance to poach Makarov's daughter later. Luckily, I have a lovely granddaughter who's 1.78 meters tall...
"Hey, Makarov, someone's trying to hurt your child. Aren't you going to stop it?"
Goldman, the four-headed hound, glanced at Chase and Germain.
Makarov sat with his legs crossed in his chair, waving his hand casually: "What do you mean, 'fight'? This is just friendly communication."
With his sharp eyes, he immediately saw that the other party was no match for Chase and was just asking for trouble.
More than that, he was concerned about why Chase had been inexplicably targeted by some kitten with baby teeth.
"Looks like being too famous isn't such a good thing, Maklov-chan~" said Bob, the president of Blue Pegasus, in a sweet voice.
"Don't call me that in such a disgusting way!!"
Makarov instantly got goosebumps.
While the group was chatting casually, German, who was at the center of the magical storm, suddenly changed his expression, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"He doesn't look particularly strong, so what's with this magic and power?"
"Could it be that the intelligence was wrong, and this brat is also a body cultivator, and not some damn card mage?!"
Feeling the throbbing pain in his hands, Germain was filled with horror.
He was arrogant and unwilling to be suppressed by a mere brat. He roared in a low voice and used all his strength, as if he was ready to fight to the death!
Chase's advantage ultimately lies in his cards, and under such heavy pressure, he's starting to feel the pain.
Even so, his expression remained calm.
"Gentlemen, could you please do me the honor of stopping here and not delay the regular meeting?"
The aged figure slowly walked into the magic storm.
He was a thin, elderly man dressed in chieftain's robes, with a kind and gentle appearance.
Robin, the guild leader of the Neko-no-Yoku, a guild that exists solely for one person.
Upon recognizing the speaker, Chase immediately withdrew his violent magic and released his right hand, which was gripping Germain's wrist tightly.
Few of the guild leaders present were worthy of his respect, but Robin was definitely one of them.
To prevent Nirvana, Robin Lu transforms into a being that is almost a thought entity (in reality, a spirit of the dead), guarding the seal for decades or even centuries, waiting for someone to destroy Nirvana.
To keep Wendy from feeling lonely, he directly projected dozens of illusory personalities that had existed for several years, the original magic of which was unfathomable!
"snort!"
Germain subtly swung his arm, glanced disdainfully at Chess, and then turned and walked out of the venue.
"Hey, Germain, the meeting's about to start. Where are you going?" a guild leader he knew asked.
"This meeting is incredibly boring; I have no interest in attending. If you have any questions, have the council write to me!"
Without turning his head, Germain walked out of the venue with a cold face and disappeared around the corner of the door.
Leaning against the corner of the wall, he looked around and, after confirming that no one was watching, his indifference crumbled instantly. He puffed out his cheeks and frantically blew on his swollen right palm.
"Huff, huff! Damn it! That brat, damn it, huff! huff! Is he a card mage?!"