Jellal stared dumbfoundedly at Makarov.
His mind was in a daze, completely shocked by the news.
Because coming from his original world, Edolas, to this world wasn't something easy to accomplish.
Even for him, it had only been possible by relying on his powerful staff and his knowledge of magic arrays to pass through using the interdimensional magic Anima. Could anyone else really do the same?
It wasn't that Jellal was being arrogant or thought no one else could match him—rather, there were indeed great objective limitations.
In the world of Edolas, ordinary people had no access to magic or magical tools, let alone staffs of the same level as his.
And without magic to defend and protect oneself, passing through the barrier between the two worlds was clearly no easy feat.
Therefore, hearing that someone else had come to this world decades earlier, Jellal was naturally stunned.
"Who is it?"
Before Jellal could even ask, Moen spoke first.
He was curious too. The person Makarov mentioned—could they be someone from the guild?
If that were the case, the range of possibilities became very small, and Moen already had someone in mind.
"It's Porlyusica, and it's not exactly a secret."
Without making Moen guess any further, Makarov gave the answer directly.
"As expected—Porlyusica."
Moen wasn't surprised by the answer. First of all, her age and status matched. Porlyusica had been Makarov's old friend for decades, and in the guild, only she had that kind of seniority.
Secondly, after meeting Jellal, Moen immediately felt that his situation was somewhat similar to Porlyusica's.
Only, Porlyusica was even more mysterious—Moen could never see through the secrets surrounding her.
"So there really is another one..."
Jellal's expression was one of shock. He didn't think these two would lie to him—what reason would they have to?
"Jellal, you still haven't said what that magic just now really was."
Seeing Jellal still in a daze, Moen reminded him—the dangerous magic was the real issue here.
Hearing Moen's words, Jellal slowly came back to his senses. He clenched his teeth. Since these people already knew he was from another world, and even had a close relationship with that otherworldly predecessor, there was no longer any point in hiding the truth.
"I come from a world called Edolas. That world's magic power has already been depleted. To obtain more magic power, the interdimensional magic Anima was created—that dangerous spell from earlier. It can convert all life from this world into magic crystals, transferring them to that world."
Jellal's expression turned grave as he revealed everything.
"..."
Moen and Makarov both fell silent after hearing this. Grandfather and grandson exchanged glances, each seeing the same shock reflected in the other's eyes.
"That's just insane!"
Moen couldn't help but curse.
Who in the world came up with such an idea? This was pure evil!
To treat the lives of everyone in Earth Land as fuel, transforming them into magic power for the people of Edolas to use—how could the Edolas people even stomach that?!
This kind of magic... how was it any different from eating people? The only difference was that it sounded a little less bloody after a bit of "refinement."
"It's completely unreasonable."
Jellal looked ashamed, as if Moen's scolding had been directed at him personally.
"This kind of atrocity… there's no way we can just sit by and do nothing. Jellal, is there a way for us to travel from this world to that one?"
Moen frowned as he spoke. This magic called Anima was like a Sword of Damocles hanging over the world of Earth Land—extremely dangerous. You never knew when it might fall, or where it would strike.
If one day that magic descended upon Magnolia, right over Fairy Tail, that would be no laughing matter.
"You… you want to do what?"
Jellal froze for a moment. Then his eyes widened as he cautiously asked.
Moen gave him a strange look and replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world:
"Of course, we're going to take down whoever's using that magic! Just like Grandpa Makarov said, Jellal—this isn't just your problem. This is a war between two worlds!"
Moen clenched his fist tightly—this was a real, world-shaking event!
[Saint Seiya System], are you seeing this? Time to react already!
Just then
[Ding! Task triggered!]
[Quest Name: "Expedition Across Worlds!"]
Quest Objective:
The provocation from the world of Edolas has deeply wounded Earth Land. To protect our world—to protect our families and friends—a great expedition across worlds has become inevitable! Go forth! Fight for our world!
Quest Progress:
Task 1: Completely destroy the interdimensional magic "Anima." (Incomplete)
Task 2: Resolve the problem of Edolas's depleted magic power. (Incomplete)
Task 1 Reward: Random Saint Seiya Skill
Task 2 Reward: Blood of the Gods
At Moen's call, the Saint Seiya System responded in perfect timing, indeed triggering a brand-new mission.
Just like before, there were two rewards—but Moen's attention immediately focused on the second one.
"Blood of the Gods"—now that was something valuable!
A Cloth (Sacred Armor) infused with the Blood of the Gods gains the potential to evolve into a God Cloth!
Even if it doesn't reach that divine level, the Blood of the Gods would still enhance it, strengthening its durability and power immensely.
But this quest… clearly won't be easy.
The rarity and preciousness of "Blood of the Gods" were obviously linked to the quest's difficulty.
To solve the problem of Edolas's depleted magic power—that didn't sound like something that could be done casually.
While Moen was still captivated by the new mission, Makarov stepped forward.
"That's right! Jellal, this isn't your problem alone, and there's no need for you to shoulder it by yourself. I'll report this matter to the Magic Council. The entire continent of Ishgar will stand with you—we can solve this together!"
Makarov spoke with righteous resolve—and indeed, he had the authority to do so.
As one of the Ten Wizard Saints, Makarov still had considerable influence within the Magic Council. That was the privilege of the strong.
And if the Council refused to act, Makarov still had other options. He could rally a united army of guilds across the Kingdom of Fiore. His influence there was unmatched—this was the true weight of having an elder like him around!
As Jellal looked at Moen and Makarov, both filled with righteous indignation and determination, his expression turned dazed. He had never imagined things would unfold like this.
So… it was possible to rely on the power of this world as well?
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