Fairy Tail Light of Lorne

"It's an impostor you created with magic, and if you didn't know that you were a sorcerer who can drive the images you draw, you might have been fooled. "

Maginolia, in an alley in the eastern suburbs. Fried, with long emerald green hair and a lightning-like curly hair on his sides, said with a slight smugness. At Fried's feet, the big-bellied Rida Su lay on the ground with a painful face.

"Fried, please, stop hurting everyone, you're not someone who would do such a thing~!!"

Rida Su struggled to hold back her scarred body, raised her head, and said to Fried with a pleading face. As soon as he finished speaking, the seriously injured Rida Su closed his eyes and fainted.

Fried glanced at Ridasu silently, a slight hesitation in his eyes, and then became firm again. Turning around, Fried slowly walked away like an elegant gentleman, looking for his next opponent.

"In the battle of Fairy Tail, there are 40 people left. "

"Fried. "

"Arzac. "

As the captain and strongest of the Thor, in addition to setting up magical enchantments throughout Maginoria, Fred also has an important task of finding the magicians who won the battle of Fairy Tail, and then defeating them one by one.

Therefore, in terms of strength, it is second only to S-class magicians in the guild, and Natsu, Gray, Gajiru and others, and can be regarded as third-echelon magicians in the guild (first-echelon, S-class magicians such as Lorne and Elusa, second-echelon, Natsu, Gray, Gajiru, Jubia, Elfman, Fried and other people who have the qualifications to run for S-class magicians). Western cowboy Arzac became Fried's target.

At this time, Arzac looked a little embarrassed, and there were traces of black ash all over his face and body. Although Arzak is very strong, after defeating Dolaire, Sarushuk and a trick of the lane engine in a row, Arzak still inevitably suffered a lot of injuries and could only walk with difficulty against the wall. It is conceivable that if it weren't for the rescue of his beloved Biska, Alzaka would have been unable to hold on and fall.

Seeing Fried, Arzak's eyes shrank sharply, for his own strength, Arzak knew very well that even if he was intact, he would not be able to defeat Fred, the captain of the Thor, let alone look like him now.

Although he knew that he was no match for Fried, Arzac had no intention of backing down, and Arzac, who was in love with Biska, had a reason to fight.

"Because of your technique, I have hurt too many of my companions. "

"I kept telling myself that it was all about getting Biska back to the way it was.

Arzac stared deeply at Fried with a hint of determination in his eyes, and the breeze blew and rolled up the dust, as if preparing for the battle that would take place next.

"So, I'm going to beat you Fried!!"

"Gun magic, whirlwind shooting!"

With the belief that he must win, Alzaka did not hesitate to pull out the pistol on his waist, pointed it at Fried and pulled the trigger, and a whirlwind like a tornado came out of the muzzle of the gun and shot at Fried quickly.

Like Elusa, the magic used by Arzac is also disguise magic, but the difference is that Elusa is dressed in a variety of different battle armors, while Arzac and Biska are dressed in guns that can shoot various magics.

Although Arzak has a firm belief and awareness, this cannot make up for the gap in strength, in the face of the surging whirlwind, Fried did not even use the word magic he is good at, just simply drew the long sword at his waist, and with a sharp swing, a cross-shaped knife light easily dispersed the whistling whirlwind.

"How could it be? I was able to cut through the Wind Magic Bullet~!!"

Seeing that Fred easily cracked his all-out attack, Arzak couldn't help but be a little surprised, and at the same time more really unwilling, however, before Arzac continued to attack, suddenly, a suffocating feeling came to his heart, Arzak clutched his throat and knelt on the ground covered with stone slabs with a painful face.

"How come, breathe, breathe...... , Can you still use magic outside of magic, Fried~!!"

"No, I just set up a spell in advance, and in this enchantment, anyone who uses magic will be deprived of oxygen. "

Gently retracting the sword in his hand into its scabbard, Fried explained lightly.

"After all, you're a good opponent, and I don't want to spend too much time on you, so I've made the most of it. "

"How can you fix ~~~!! Biscar,......"

After lying on the ground and struggling to support it for a while, Arzac finally resisted the force of the spell and slowly lost consciousness in the suffocation.

Fried looked at Arzac fixedly, with an apologetic look on his face.

Fried knew that he didn't agree with the plan of the Laxa Guild, but in the face of the object of his worship and allegiance, Laxus, Fried couldn't say anything to refuse, Fried was essentially the same kind of person as John, as long as he identified the object of allegiance, he would never change, no matter how unwilling he was, he would do it without hesitation.

Hurting the guild's companions again and again, watching their companions suffer under his own magic, Fried's calm exterior is full of ups and downs in his heart, as if he has been placed on a fire grill, and his heart is tormented and scorched again and again.

It was only in this absence that Fried was able to reveal a little bit of what he really felt in his heart.

"Forgive me, Arzac, I don't want to hurt you, it's just that it's Laxus's will, and I'm going to do it. "

Bending slightly, even though Arzac couldn't hear anything, Fried apologized very sincerely, as if this was the only way to erase the guilt in his heart. After saying that, Fried turned around, unable to bear to look at Arzac again, and quickly prepared to leave.

"Finally, I've found you, Thor's !!"

Just as Fried was about to leave, around the corner, a graceful girl in clogs, holding a red scabbard in her hand, and long cherry blossom-like hair slowly walked out of the shadows. Looking at the visitor, Fried's face quickly became serious, inexplicably, Fried felt a compelling momentum from the visitor, the girl's beautiful and slender eyelids opened and closed, but it brought him an extremely sharp feeling, as if he was facing a sharp knife, which could be injured by the other party at any time.

Out of caution, Fried didn't rush to make a move, but asked in a deep voice.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, it's really too handsome, little brother, you don't even know me. "

The turtledove stretched out his white and tender hand and brushed the hair in front of his forehead, with a touch of exploration and curiosity in his eyes, and said seemingly casually: "As the next opponent, let's get to know each other officially." The slave's name is Turtledove, a member of the original Killer Guild Three Feathered Crows, and now, he is the wizard of Fairy Tail. "

"Yes, I've heard of you, the legendary ace of the strongest killer guild, but I didn't expect you to join Fairy Tail. "

Although the turtledove looked as if she was defenseless, Fried would definitely not despise her, not to mention the other party's great reputation in the dark world, but the heavy pressure brought to him by the turtledove standing in front of him was enough for Fried to treat it solemnly. Because the opponent is a woman, it may happen to someone else to despise this kind of thing, but it will never be Fried.

"Hehe, it's really an honor, I didn't expect the slave's humble name to be able to reach your ears. "

Turtledove has a light smile on his face, that indifferent and casual attitude makes Fried feel uncomfortable, the woman in front of him seems to be modest, but hides a hidden pride and self-confidence, between gestures, all reveal a meaning, the old lady is determined to eat you.

"I heard what you just said! What an awkward person, since you don't want to hurt the other party, why force yourself. "

"Hmph, you know what, this is Laxus's decision, since it has come to this point, then even hell, I will not hesitate to follow him. "

The calm tone, but with a wordless firmness, was moving, and the secret of his heart was revealed, and Fried was very ashamed, and became even more dissatisfied with the turtledove. Fried is not Lorne, although they are both handsome guys, but in Fried's heart, there are only enemies and friends, and there is no thought of pity.

Quickly putting his hand on the hilt of the sword, Fried was about to pull the sword out, however, before he could exert his strength, the sword in his hand that had accompanied him for many years suddenly clicked and broke into several pieces for unknown reasons.

"When?"

Looking at the hilt of the sword in his hand, Fried's eyes were full of consternation.

"Hey, didn't you see it? "

Turtledove chuckled lightly and looked at Fried faintly, with undisguised mockery in his eyes.

"Hmph. Is it almost this point?"

Now, even a fool knows that it is the woman in front of him who makes the shot to cut the long sword. Fried snorted coldly, looked at the turtledove with resentment, and became more vigilant in his heart. In a sense, the turtledove's behavior can almost be regarded as a sneak attack, but with the speed at which the turtledove draws out the sword, even if you tell you clearly, I'm afraid there is no way to dodge it.

"Damn, it's not over yet, Dark Word Wing. "

With a shout, a bunch of black wings like demon wings emerged from Fried's back, and Fried thought very clearly, since he couldn't catch the turtledove's attack with his eyes, it would be good to hide outside her attack range, and within the opponent's attack range, but he couldn't see the opponent's shot, the feeling that life seemed to be in the hands of others at all times, and he could seize it at any time made Fried very uncomfortable.

It's just that, although in mid-air, the turtledove can't attack himself, but on the other hand, Fried can't do anything with the turtledove. To a certain extent, Fried, like Elusa, Mira, and Turtledove, is a melee mage, lacking the necessary ranged attacks.

Fred thought about it, he was proficient in swordsmanship, and he was able to defeat Arzac's strongest whirlwind shot with swordsmanship alone. It's just, fighting swordsmanship with turtledoves, cough cough, it seems a little unrealistic, it's almost the same as Alusa, and I'm still proficient in magic magic, but it takes time to portray the technique, and the opponent obviously won't be so kind to make himself calm in writing.

It seems that this is the only way to defeat the turtledove.

"Dark Text, Darkness. "

Flying in mid-air, Fried, who felt that he had been hiding outside the range of the opponent's attack, once again used the dark text magic on himself, a burst of black magic light flashed, and Fried's image changed drastically, just like Miraj's acceptance of magic, Fried changed from a handsome teenager to a hideous-looking demon image.

This is a forbidden magic that Fried himself does not want to use, turning into a demon. Although the image is very ugly, there is no doubt that after transforming into a demon, Fried's strength is very terrifying, and it has definitely reached the peak level of the S-level.

Fred enjoyed the feeling of full strength with both hands clenched and squeezed hard, and at this point, even a mountain Fred was confident that he could break it with one punch. The unfathomable turtledove, which had always brought him heavy pressure, was no longer so terrible in Fried's eyes.

"Come on, let's start our second round fight. "

In mid-air, the demon Fried beckoned to the turtledove condescendingly, and said with an arrogant face: "In order to complete the task assigned by Laxus, I will defeat you even if I fight with all my might." "

"Hehe, interesting, I'm going to do my best to complete the task entrusted to me by Lord Lorne. "

Slowly pulling out the sword, clasping his hands in front of his chest, and making a posture ready for battle, Ikaruga said excitedly.

"Let's fight our will and go all out to have a vigorous battle. "_

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