Fairy Tail: My Magic is Yugi Muto's Deck

Chapter 311 Makarov: It's so good!

Chapter 311 Makarov: It's so good!

Leaving the card space, Chase lay on the large bed with his head resting on his arms, silently staring at the ceiling.

Although casting the "Heart" spell on all his companions would allow the entire guild's combat power to leap forward in a short period of time, he couldn't do that.

The reason is simple: the more powerful a super magic is, the more dangerous its potential side effects will be.

For example, the "Fairy Law" which requires magic power and even life force, the Celestial Spirit King which can only be summoned with a broken key, and the "Heart" magic which will turn humans into dragon slayers.

Without unwavering willpower and profound magical power as support, the user will suffer severe backlash, ranging from becoming a cripple and falling into a permanent slumber to being instantly reduced to dust and vanishing into nothingness!

This is another reason why Hades did not equip the Seven Kin of Purgatory with this magic, besides the fact that it would require a great deal of energy and resources:

These people's "capacity" is far from enough; the minimum standard should be at least the Ten Saints!

Therefore, assuming no major problems arise, only three people in the entire guild can use the "Heart" without risk.

They are Chess, Makarov, and Kirdas.

"After just a short time, I was able to clearly feel the powerful force stored in my heart."

Chase raised his hand to his left chest, carefully feeling the strong beating of his heart. "Hades is really foolish. With this talent, why would he need to pursue Zeref?" Just now, after detailed testing, the Dark Mage imprinted a magic circuit encompassing various complex spells inside his heart.

That's right, their improved super magic doesn't require Hades to soak his enormous, swollen heart in nutrient solution to achieve the same effect.

The trade-off is that the maximum amount of magic power that can be stored will be reduced, to about fifty years' worth.

This is precisely why the Dark Mage and his companions have been slow to contact Chess—the great mages who pursue ultimate perfection simply cannot tolerate a flawed spell.

Chase, however, lacked this awareness of striving for perfection.

As a transmigrator, if you can't become invincible in the Fairy Tail world within fifty years even with a cheat code, you might as well just smash your head against Erza's steel chest and die!

The following day, the morning sun shone down on the earth, awakening the silent city of Magnolia.

The residents began another day of their arduous, repetitive lives.

Fairy Tail Guild.

Good morning, Chess.

Good morning, Mira.

Chase walked through the deserted guild corridor and sat down at the bar opposite Mira. He naturally accepted the nutritious breakfast the girl offered him. This had almost become an unspoken understanding between the two of them—except for the culinary disaster Chase received a few days ago after declaring "I want it all."

"Huh? Dark Magician Girl is here too?"

Mira suddenly noticed the robed girl following behind Chase.

"Mingming, you've changed so much in just a few days! You used to notice me even before your silly owner!"

The dark magician girl lay on the table, puffing out her cheeks and pretending to be angry.

After working through the night, Hades' research on the Magic Library finally came to an end, and she was thus given some free time to get some fresh air.

"Sorry, sorry, it's all Chase's fault for blocking you."

Mira smiled and patted the dark magic girl's head, then turned around and placed a breakfast in front of her. "As compensation, you can have my breakfast~"

Chess, who was engrossed in his meal, suddenly felt a weight on his back.

What a huge pot, my Miss Mira!

"Hehe, then I'll start eating~" The dark magic girl picked up a steaming hot bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

After working intensely for two consecutive days and nights, she had absolutely no resistance to this simple yet delicious food.

Given her sisterly relationship with Mira, there was naturally no need for any formalities.

Mira rested her cheek on her hand, watching with a smile as Chess and the Dark Magician Girl wolfed down their food.

"Speaking of which, although I expected it, the guild is quieter than I imagined today."

Chess finished his hot milk in one gulp, then looked around the guild hall. It was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight. "Natsu and the others are fine, but where are Macao and Wakaba?"

He didn't think this duo, who were just giving up, would work hard for the upcoming S-level assessment.

"It seems they didn't have money for drinks, so they accepted the job and left before you arrived."

As Mira cleared away the breakfast trays, she said, "As for Eclair and the others, I helped them apply for a day of paid leave from the president."

"Won't it be tough for Mira to be all alone like this?" The Dark Magician Girl licked the bread crumbs left on her lips.

"It's alright, since everyone's out working, there's not much work in the guild," Mira laughed.

"It's alright, my silly master is very free today. Just let him do the dirty and tiring work like sweeping and wiping windows." The dark magic girl waved her hand generously.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a crisp "thump" sounded.

Chase took the plate from Mila and put it back in the storage cabinet next to the bar, then turned back and delivered a loving hand chop.

"You stupid master—"

"Stay at the guild and help with cleaning, or we'll send you back to your card slot right now. Which do you choose?"

"Oh, Master, really, you were just joking, why did you have to pull out cards?"

The dark magician girl immediately backed down, smiling apologetically as she silently pressed the card from Chase's fingertip.

"You little brat, I can't handle you." Mira laughed happily.

Forced by the tyrannical power of the card dealer, the genius magical girl reluctantly picked up a rag, plopped down on her pink magic wand, and flew out to wipe the high windows of the guild hall.

The power of flight magic was on full display at this moment.

Chess withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and turned to Mira: "By the way, Mira, where's the president?"

Gildarts took Kana out to do some commissions and probably won't be back until the list of S-class examinees is announced. He wants to take advantage of the time he has now to finish Old Ma's heart magic.

The sooner this thing takes effect, the more magic power it stores, and the more obvious its advantages become.

"As for the guild leader, he's currently in his office on the second floor replying to greetings from other guilds."

Mira found this rather strange. "Since this morning, guilds have been showing us goodwill one after another. They are mostly guilds with whom we have a relatively distant relationship, and some of whom have even had small-scale conflicts with us before."

"Those guys probably have a slight understanding of our strength now."

Chase chuckled and shook his head. "At yesterday's special meeting, after learning just how terrifying the demon heart we defeated was, their expressions of horror were like they'd seen a ghost."

"Haha, that sounds like a lot of fun."

Mira was very interested and tried hard to imagine the scene.

"So, what brings Chess to the president's office? Peeping at photos of pretty girls like that is no good, you know."

"Do I look like someone who would be interested in that stuff?"

"It wasn't like that before, but now—it's hard to say!"

You'll see when you get there.

The two chatted as they walked and soon arrived at Makarov's office on the second floor.

Just as Chase was about to kick open the tightly closed door, Mira reacted quickly and stopped him.

Upon hearing the lewd laughter coming from the office, the white-haired girl frowned and violently slammed the door open.

"President! What are you doing?!"

The sudden commotion almost scared Makarov inside so much he wet himself.

He frantically shoved the latest edition of a beach beauty photo album into his desk, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his eyes darting around in a panic: "Mimi Mimi La, is... is something wrong?"

In terms of lifestyle, Mira's relationship with the old man is similar to that of Erza and Natsume, the kind that ends the moment she shows her face, a clear case of bloodline suppression.

As Mira, with her seemingly benevolent expression, approached step by step, Makarov noticed Chess, who was following behind like a lifeline, in this critical moment.

"Yo Chess, you—you're here to talk to me about that thing we talked about last night, right? Honestly, I've been waiting for you for ages!"

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He casually picked a topic, his rapidly blinking eyes hinting at his strong desire to protect the photo album.

I just got my hands on this limited collector's edition today. If Mira were to snatch it away, my happiness for the next week would be ruined.

"Oh right, but you seem to be mistaken. It wasn't last night, it was the thing we talked about on the train yesterday morning."

"That's right, that's right! This matter is of great importance. Why don't you go out first, Mira, and wait a bit?"

Makarov suddenly realized what he had said to Chess on the train yesterday morning.

A super-magical "heart"?

So fast!

"It seems you've remembered."

The card array flashed, and the figure of a dark mage holding a staff appeared from it.

"Wait, wait! I... I'm not ready yet!"

Makarov panicked completely, retreating to the corner and forgetting all about his baby's photo album.

He was genuinely afraid of the words "unlimited magic" and "long lifespan".

It wasn't that she was worried about any side effects from the magic modified by the Black Mage, but rather that this might mean she really had to say goodbye to her wonderful retirement life.

Even the phrase "to work my way up to the position of chairman" that I used to say all the time will become an unattainable dream.

It's so hard to even die!

Mira was baffled by this unusual behavior: even summoning the Dark Magician, what exactly is Chess trying to do to the president?

Downstairs, the dark mage girl, who sensed her master's magic, was startled and quickly mustered all her energy to frantically scrub the glass window in front of her, pretending to be extremely busy.

"It's alright, sir. I've already tried it. It'll be over quickly, and it doesn't hurt at all."

"This isn't even about whether it hurts or not! You, you stay away from me!!"

Half an hour later.

Makarov sat blankly at his desk, his gaze unfocused.

A surge of vitality, imbued with magic, wells up from the heart and flows throughout the body, bringing unparalleled exhilaration.

The heart depression symptoms that had plagued me for years disappeared, and the old ailments left from my battles no longer ached. I felt as relaxed and carefree as if I were ten or twenty years younger.

An unprecedented and wonderful feeling!

"President, how are you feeling?" Mira asked tentatively, her expression somewhat worried.

Having witnessed the entire process firsthand, she fully understood Chase's purpose for coming.

Makarov exhaled a breath of stale air, pondered for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke:

"It smells so good."