Lucy's impression of Fairy Tail had been built from newspapers—fragmented stories, a little idealized in her imagination. To her, it was a shining dream. A place of hope, warmth, and adventure.
But within ten minutes of Mira inviting her inside, that radiant dream shattered like glass.
First, a pervert who stripped without hesitation.
Then, a flying cat… that talked.
A girl nearly half-buried in a wine barrel, chugging like a berserker.
A shameless pretty boy, clearly a flirt basking in female attention.
A spiky-haired brute, roaring about "manliness."
And a pink-haired lunatic who introduced himself by demanding a fight.
…
Strange, eccentric, overwhelming.
Lucy could accept that much—it *was* a magic guild after all. Eccentrics were part of the charm. And to their credit, they *were* friendly.
But then—
"HEY! What are you staring at?!"
"What's it to ya?!"
*CRASH!*
A chair splintered against the wall. Lucy shrieked and dove under a table, trembling.
In moments, the entire guild devolved into chaos. Tables overturned, fists flying, magic ricocheting. To Lucy's horrified eyes, the beautiful guild she imagined became a battlefield in seconds.
Was this… normal? Did these people *need* only one sentence to start a war?
Her elegant vision of Fairy Tail collapsed completely.
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"Don't worry, Lucy. That's normal here," Mira smiled kindly, crouching beside where the blonde was cowering. "They'll tire themselves out soon."
Lucy forced a dry laugh. Was that supposed to be reassuring?
Still, she realized the table she hid under was the *only* one untouched amidst the destruction. Mira and two others sitting there—Erza, distracted in thought, and a white-haired boy yawning as if nothing mattered—were the only ones not contributing to the chaos.
Gathering courage at Mira's repeated assurances, Lucy crawled out.
Next to Mira, she took in her companions clearly. The knightly redhead with a stern aura, lost in thought. And the white-haired boy laying his chin lazily on the table.
"Reality rarely matches imagination, Miss Lucy Heartfilia."
Her breath caught. He… knew her name?
Then the thought hit. Hand flying to her waist where her keys hung, she blurted: "You're… Mr. Noah?! My father said I must thank you—thank you again, on his behalf!"
Noah waved off her flustered gratitude. "Just Noah's fine. And there's no need. What your father decides has nothing to do with me."
Lucy parted her lips to say more—
*SLAM!*
A body crashed onto the table.
"Gaaah…" Natsu groaned, stars spinning from Elfman's punch. But even dazed, his grin burned bright. He turned to Lucy cheerfully.
"Hey, Lucy—wanna join us? Fighting's tradition here at Fairy Tail!"
"…Tradition?!"
Lucy froze, speechless. What kind of insane tradition was that?!
Before she could respond, the air turned heavy and cold.
Erza's aura.
Mira and Noah exchanged amused, knowing smiles. Poor Natsu. He had just awoken the wrath of the Fairy Queen.
Erza stood, eyes flashing. "Enough."
Her voice wasn't loud, but the hall silenced instantly. Fear rippled through every mage.
Her authority in Fairy Tail was second only to Makarov. For those who were constantly reckless, Erza's glare was a fate worse than any mission.
Closest of all, Natsu sweat profusely, body trembling so badly he nearly collapsed. "Erza, I—I can expla—"
"What explanation?" Her gaze swept the guild. No one dared meet her eyes.
Her tone left no doubt: one more wrong move, and bodies would fly.
Finally, taking pity on Lucy's wide-eyed horror, she exhaled coldly. "Thirty seconds. Restore the guild to its state—or you'll end up like Natsu."
"Wha—" Natsu began weakly—only to crumple as Erza's scabbard clipped him ruthlessly on the head.
The effect was immediate.
Motivated like men facing execution, everyone bolted into flawless teamwork. Tables repaired, rubble cleared, floors scrubbed, replacements hauled from the warehouse. Even Gray, still half-naked, threw Natsu out with the trash.
It was so smooth, so efficient—it was practically *beautiful.*
Lucy stared in blank awe. Only one question filled her mind: *How much do they fight… to become this skilled in cleaning up afterward?!*
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Noah yawned, unbothered. "So, Lucy. You still want to join our guild?"
He frankly expected her to say no. After being raised with luxury—even in conflict with her father—Lucy had never lived amidst violence. Surely this madness would scare her off.
But her eyes were resolute. "I've decided. I want to join Fairy Tail."
She said it without hesitation.
Most would recoil at the chaos she had witnessed. But Lucy was *different.*
For years, locked in her father's mansion, she had only dreamed of the outside world through newspapers. Again and again, articles about Fairy Tail caught her eyes. Destruction, chaos, ruin… but alongside it, loyalty, strength, and adventure.
Caged like a canary, she longed to be free. Longed for the kind of life Fairy Tail symbolized.
That was why she ran, why she sought out Magnolia. A new chapter for herself.
Even then, fate played its trick. Jude, of all people, changed—apologizing for years of neglect, softening with Reina's help. For once, he accepted her magic, her dreams, her choice.
As her voice rang through the guild, Mira stamped the pink symbol upon the back of her hand. A Fairy Tail crest.
Lucy gazed at it faintly, dazed. Was this real, or just another dream?
If it was a dream… please, let it never end.
Her vision blurred. Her head dropped against the table and sleep overcame her.
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But then—
A strange silence fell.
Every member—Mira, Erza, even the rowdy fighters—slumped unconscious where they stood. Powerful sleeping magic enveloped the hall.
Except for one.
Noah rose slowly, crimson eyes narrowing. Such potency… only an enemy.
At the gate, the doors creaked open.
A figure entered—the mysterious black-robed man with five staffs, the same one Noah had brushed by weeks ago.
Noah flexed his fingers. Black gloves shimmered, glowing faintly with dangerous firelight.
"…So it's you."
The air grew heavy. A confrontation was inevitable.
In Magnolia, Fairy Tail held a special meaning to the locals.
As long as the guild didn't cause excessive destruction, the residents rarely even bothered to file complaints.
Over ninety years ago, before the original four founded Fairy Tail, the city was ruled by the dark guild **Blue Skull.**
A dark guild openly occupying a city, imposing heavy taxes, oppressing the population as they pleased—it was nothing short of tyrannical.
What was most puzzling was that at the time both the Magic Council and Fiore's royal authority existed. The Council was tasked with maintaining magical order while the Kingdom reigned as Magnolia's nominal ruler. Yet during Blue Skull's brutal reign, both turned a blind eye.
It wasn't until four young mages arrived that everything changed. These four destroyed Blue Skull and drove out its corruption.
Afterward, **Mavis Vermillion** persuaded her three companions to establish a guild there, forming a protective force to stop other dark guilds from preying on Magnolia again.
Thus **Fairy Tail** was born.
For generations, leaders changed, eras shifted, yet Fairy Tail remained true to its vow: to guard Magnolia. Because of this, the guild enjoyed immense trust and tolerance both from the citizens and the local government.
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**Magnolia City Hall.**
Inside the mayor's office, a man in his fifties eagerly spoke to two guests. His tone was reverent, almost flattering, as he recounted the tale of Fairy Tail's origins to them.
One guest was **Jude Heartfilia**—head of the Heartfilia Konzern. He hardly saw himself as a "powerful" figure, but in truth, his rail empire once spanned a third of Ishgar. Even after declining, his wealth still numbered in the hundreds of millions.
The other guest was a short old man seated quietly, nodding as the mayor praised him.
"Protecting the city, shielding its people—President Makarov, your guild is remarkable," Jude said sincerely.
Though heartfelt, to Makarov it sounded ironic.
When Blue Skull was destroyed, he hadn't even been born. Under his tenure Fairy Tail had indeed repelled many dark guilds… but in peacetime? Fairy Tail became Magnolia's greatest *inconvenience.*
Today a house demolished, tomorrow a bridge broken, the next day a wall smashed…
As guildmaster, the letters he received were more often damage claims than thanks.
Still, Makarov smiled and accepted the praise shamelessly. Because Heartfilia's visit wasn't ordinary—when a financial giant chose Magnolia, it strengthened the city and the guild.
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"Mr. Jude, may I ask," the mayor ventured nervously, "why would you invest here? Magnolia is stable, yes, but it lacks valuable industries or resources. To be blunt, the Konzern values profit above all. What do you see here worth your attention?"
Both he and Makarov leaned forward curiously.
Jude inhaled deeply. "You're right. Business-wise, Magnolia has little beyond tourism. Investing here makes little sense."
He paused, firm.
"But I haven't come for money."
The mayor blinked rapidly. For a tycoon to say such a thing… unthinkable.
In the past, Jude himself would have sneered at such folly. Yet now…
Looking at Makarov, his tone grew sincere. "My daughter, Lucy, admires Fairy Tail deeply. I've come to ask if she may join your guild."
Makarov froze. After all the talk of investment, *this* was the true request?
The daughter of an elite consortium, wanting to join a rowdy guild where members were injured daily? All simply out of admiration?
Jude seemed to read Makarov's hesitation. "Whether she gives up quickly or persists with resolve—it must be her choice. As her father, all I can do is support her."
Makarov studied him for a beat before nodding quietly. "…I didn't expect such words from you, Mr. Jude. Lucy must be fortunate."
Jude's eyes clouded. "No. I'm not a good father." He lowered his head, guilt flickering across his stern face. "If not for a reminder from a member of your guild, Mr. Noah, I'd still be the wretch who chased money and ignored his child."
Makarov blinked at the name. "Noah? From Fairy Tail?"
Was Jude really talking about *that* Noah? In his eyes, the boy was a chronic slacker. In months, he had only taken two jobs—and even then under duress. Hardly someone one would call "noble."
But Jude continued earnestly, "Mr. Noah didn't tell you? He is a truly noble person."
*If that brat is noble, then I'm a saint,* Makarov grumbled inwardly, but outwardly he smiled politely and waited.
"My friend Reina issued a commission to Fairy Tail. In truth, it was for me. Thanks to Noah, the Heartfilia Konzern survived."
"…I see," Makarov muttered. His practiced sense could piece the truth together from a single sentence.
At last, he let out a small smile. "Consider your request accepted. Lucy Heartfilia is welcome in Fairy Tail."
"When will she arrive?"
Jude chuckled. "She came with me to Magnolia. By now… most likely, she's already at your guild."
At his words, both Makarov and the mayor stiffened slightly. As president and as a local, they both knew Fairy Tail's… eccentric reputation.
At this point, all they could do was hope that Fairy Tail's unique brand of chaos wasn't the first thing Lucy encountered.
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