novelhk Chapter 183 The President's Secret
Chapter 183 The President's Secret
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"This guild mark has so many functions?"
Moen blinked and touched the magic seal on his left shoulder. According to Mavis, only those who have the Fairy Tail seal can see her soul.
Not only that, the big tree in the center of "Tenrou Island" also has a special effect. It will always protect those who have the "Fairy Tail" guild seal on them, and it will also continuously supply magic power, making it twice as effective for everyone in the guild when they fight.
"No wonder I felt an abundance of magic as soon as I set foot on this island. Stepping on the ground felt like walking into a magic circle, a magic circle that constantly provides magic."
Moen spoke up, finally finding the answer to his doubts. When he first arrived on the island, he simply thought that this effect was due to the island's unique environment.
An island shrouded in magic and hidden in a magical mist year-round—it's not surprising that it's full of magic, but who would have thought that someone with the Fairy Tail guild seal would receive special treatment? The guild seal didn't react at all.
"That's why this is our sacred place."
Makarov spoke up, a proud look on his face: "Can other guilds do this? Does such a holy land even exist?"
"It's a pity that the location is too hard to find. Otherwise, we could just build the guild on this island. If anyone wants to cause trouble, they'd have to think twice."
Moen smiled and shook his head. For the members of Fairy Tail, this Tenrou Island was a feng shui treasure with a "protective formation," but unfortunately it was too difficult to find.
The fact that this flaw is hard to find is not a good thing for a "magician guild" because people can't even find the place when they come to commission a task.
"Actually, before..."
Mavis opened her mouth, wanting to say that there used to be a mage guild here, but she hesitated and didn't speak.
In front of the younger generation, she tried her best to maintain the dignity of a "senior" and avoided mentioning those tragic stories from the past, lest the younger generation think she was a child who loved to play the victim.
"What happened before?"
Moen asked curiously, "What do you mean by saying only half of what you meant?"
"Ahem, it's nothing. Aren't you guys going back? Go back now, and remember to develop our guild well!"
Mebius waved her hand and said to Makarov and Moen with a serious expression. It was clear that she was trying hard to act like an adult and to show some of the authority of a "senior".
Unfortunately, the more she tried to act like an adult, the more she seemed like a child. Dressed in pink and with bare feet, she just couldn't be serious.
"Yes, President Mavis."
But Makarov wouldn't joke around with Mavis casually. She was a true elder and the guild's first guild master. Makarov felt a lot of pressure in front of Mavis, so he responded to her very seriously.
"Don't call me Guild Master anymore, Third Generation. Just call me Mavis. You are now the Guild Master of Fairy Tail."
Makarov's serious attitude pleased Mebis, as it meant that Makarov did not treat her like a child.
Mavis dislikes being treated like a child, especially in front of younger people. In a brief meeting, she wants to leave people with the impression of an "excellent and kind senior," rather than a willful child.
"Then let's call her Senior Mavis."
Makarov maintained his respect for Mebis and did not address him by his first name. After hearing "senior," Mebis did not insist, which was fine.
"Mavis, can't you leave with us?"
Moen didn't stand on ceremony and called Mavis by her name directly.
Moen's main approach was to be compliant and go along with whatever was said to be acceptable, since it was Mavis herself who said it was okay to call her that. He also noticed some of Mavis's thoughts, as the first president didn't care about such things and even hoped that they could get closer to her.
This guy is quite greedy; he wants to project the dignity and authority of his seniors while also trying to get close to them and win their favor.
"Moen! Don't call your senior by his first name!"
Before Mebius could even speak, Makarov became dissatisfied, feeling that Moen's actions were rather disrespectful.
This is the first president of Fairy Tail!
"It's alright, Makarov, I hope you won't be so polite."
Mavis smiled sweetly, coming to Moen's rescue.
As expected, Mavis was not angry that Moen called her by her first name; on the contrary, she liked Moen's friendly attitude.
Mavis thought Moen was quite pleasing to the eye, otherwise she wouldn't have given Moen the opportunity to learn two super magics. Unfortunately, Moen refused twice in a row, and in the end, she got so angry that she jumped out on her own.
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Makarov remained silent and did not speak again. Since Mebis himself did not care, he naturally would not say anything more.
"I probably can't go with you."
Looking at Moen, Mavis shook her head and answered with some difficulty.
"Why? Are there any restrictions?"
Makarov quickly asked as well, showing great concern about this.
"I don't know, it seems my soul has become one with this tomb, and I don't know if I can leave it."
Mavis explained that her current state was unusual, somewhat like a bound spirit, trapped on this tomb.
"That sounds like it; earthbound spirits generally can't go too far."
Moen understood this, as it aligned with his common sense. If a bound spirit could roam freely, what kind of bound spirit would it be? In Moen's mind, a bound spirit should be trapped in one place and unable to leave.
"grave."
However, Makarov's expression was somewhat strange. He didn't quite understand why Senior Mavis was fused with the grave. Her body was hidden in the guild's underground.
So, what exactly is this earthbound spirit anchored to? This empty grave? Makarov felt something was off.
Although Makarov had some doubts, he couldn't bring himself to ask Mavis to leave with them. Letting a bound spirit leave her "anchor point" would be tantamount to killing her, so he certainly couldn't bring it up.
Have you tried leaving here before?
Makarov remained silent, preoccupied with his own thoughts, but Moen spoke up, asking the question he had been wanting to ask all along. Clearly, Moen had no such reservations.
Looking at Moen, Makarov mentally gave him a thumbs up. "You're the one who can pinpoint the key point right away."
"Hmm? No."
Mavis paused for a moment, then shook her head and replied that, in her memory, she had always been here, guarding the place, and had never left.
Why not give it a try?
Moen looked puzzled. Normally, he would try to leave, right? Even if he became a ghost, being able to wander around would definitely be better than staying cooped up here all the time, wouldn't it?
Why try it? And where should we try it?
Mavis tilted her head, looking somewhat puzzled. Judging from her reaction, she didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. Since she was already dead, where could she go if she left?
"Let's go back to the guild!"
Moen said matter-of-factly, "Of course I'll go back to where my family is. Do you think they'll banish Mavis just because she's become a ghost? Absolutely not!"
"Going back to the guild will only cause trouble for everyone."
Mavis lowered her head. When she died, she had been wandering outside for more than a year because of the "curse." How could she, who had caused Rita's death, still have the face to return to the guild? She was dead, but her soul could still go back. But what about Rita?
Moreover, she was doing well on Sirius Island. She had long been used to being alone, and in her ghostly state, she didn't care much about the passage of time. The long eighty years seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye for her.
Most importantly, she wasn't sure if the curse on her would recur, and what if it hurt others again?
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Moen opened his mouth, thinking that perhaps because he had never been a ghost, he couldn't quite understand the thoughts of these ghosts.
Of course, it may be because Mavis herself is a very special person. Her experiences, her personality, and her thoughts are quite different from ordinary people. She is not an ordinary person.
"Don't worry about it, I'm in the guild now. Tenrou Island is Fairy Tail territory, isn't it? This is my home. If you want to find me, just come here and call my name."
Seeing that neither Moen nor Makarov seemed willing to leave her there alone, Mavis felt very happy.
First, I felt valued; second, I sensed the spirit of "Fairy Tail" embodied in Makarov and Moen—the spirit of never abandoning one's comrades.
"That works too."
Mavis's words left Moen and Makarov speechless; Tenrou Island was indeed Fairy Tail's territory.
Moreover, it's not really a problem for Mavis to live here alone. Granny Poliusica lives alone deep in the forest and basically doesn't interact with the guild members. People only ask her for help when someone is injured.
In comparison, Mavis simply lives further away, so there's no need to force it; her situation is indeed quite unique.
"Namabis, we entrust our sacred Sirius Island to your protection!"
Moen smiled and spoke, essentially giving up on trying to persuade Mavis.
He felt that Mebius was a bit stubborn, and he and Grandpa Makarov probably couldn't easily change her mind.
"No problem! Leave it to me!"
Mavis happily agreed, saying she would stay here to protect Sirius Island, even though she didn't actually have much power in her ghost form.
"Well then, we'll be leaving now, Senior Mavis."
Seeing that the matter had been settled, Makarov said goodbye to Mebis.
"Bye-bye, Mavis, see you next time."
Moen smiled and waved to Mavis.
"See you next time, Makarov, Moen."
Mavis smiled and waved to the two of them before disappearing. She could only be seen by those with the Fairy Tail guild seal when she appeared on her own and became a ghost. If she didn't appear and merged into the grave, neither Moen nor Makarov could tell where she was.
"Oh, by the way, if you change your mind, you can come back to me for more lessons!"
Just as Moen and Makarov turned to leave, Mavis's head popped out of the tombstone again. She winked at Moen as she spoke, then disappeared again before Moen could respond.
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"I see."
Under Makarov's somewhat complicated gaze, Moen replied, and then the two left the tomb together.
"What an amazing experience."
Leaving the tomb, Moen was somewhat emotional. His encounter with the first guild master, Mavis, was clearly a wonderful experience he hadn't expected at first.
"Indeed, it's amazing."
Not only was Moen moved, but Makarov was also deeply moved, even more so than Moen. To be honest, he really didn't expect to encounter the spirit of Senior Mebius here.
If he hadn't retained some reason, Makarov would have almost asked Senior Mavis about "Lumen Starshine." He really wanted to know if Senior Mavis knew of its existence; logically, he should have.
After all, that thing was made from the corpse of Senior Mavis, and Senior Precht, the second chairman, couldn't possibly be unaware that Senior Mavis had taken the corpse.
"Let's go back to the guild."
Moen stepped forward and greeted Grandpa Makarov.
The old man stood still, looking as if he was frowning in thought.
Moen stopped and looked at the old man with some curiosity. After meeting Mavis, he felt that the old man had become strange. Did meeting the first president, Mavis, have such a big impact on him?
"Oh, let's go, let's go."
Makarov belatedly responded to Moen, then shook his head, putting all those messy things out of his mind. Whether Senior Mebis knew or not, those were things that had already happened, and nothing could be changed.
Moen summoned a raven and flew back with Grandpa Makarov. On the way, he expressed his concern to the old man:
"Grandpa, what impact does Mavis's existence have?"
Moen was certain that the old man was upset because of Mavis, but he didn't understand it at all.
Mavis has been around for eighty years, and in all that time, she hasn't caused any trouble. Given her personality, she won't wander around, so what's there to worry about?
Moen's sudden concern made Makarov pause for a moment before he spoke with a serious expression:
"I'll tell you about this when you become the president."
"Tsk, is this something only the student council president could know?"
Moen clicked his tongue in amazement upon hearing this. It was truly a classic story. It seemed that powerful forces always had such trump cards up their sleeves.
But Moen was always curious about the secret that only the chairman knew. What if the chairman died before he could tell him the secret?
(End of this chapter)