Time flew by, and soon it was six o'clock. The members of Fairy Tail had already begun performing their programs one after another. The most popular was the beauty team led by Evergreen; dressed in revealing outfits, they performed a soul-stirring, seductive dance that attracted a crowd of old perverts.
Next was Gray and Juvia's ice and snow modeling. With heavy snow falling, they created an Ice Dragon, an ice phoenix, and a castle—it was the most magnificent performance among everyone.
The most deserted were Laxus's Thunder Castle and Gajeel's concert; these two deadly places didn't have a single soul in sight.
At the same time, Acnologia's war god son-in-law was officially beginning. For this performance, he had even borrowed the Fiore royalty's artifact, the illusory magic space.
There were also many spectators below. Zeref, Mavis, Jura, and many others were present. They were mainly giving face to Acnologia and Irene, curious to see what these two were actually up to.
Soon, the imagery of the illusory magic space unfolded, revealing a spacious and bright living room. Magnificent chandeliers and expensive magical decorations created a noble and extravagant domestic environment.
The crowd was slightly puzzled. What was this? Was it a stage play about a prince and princess?
They didn't have to wait long before Irene and Ultear made their entrance. The two were dressed as magnificent nobles, chatting and laughing, followed by Jellal, who was carrying large and small bags with a fawning smile.
Irene got into character instantly. With a face full of disdain, she looked at Jellal and delivered three slaps across his face: "You piece of trash! I knew back then you weren't good enough for my daughter. If that old man at home hadn't inexplicably set a marriage contract, you wouldn't even dream of touching a single finger of my daughter's!"
"Mom, I..."
Jellal looked completely dazed. Just as he was about to argue, Irene slapped him twice more, then took out a tissue to wipe her hands as if they were dirty: "Don't call me Mom, you're not worthy. Go wash the dirty clothes!"
It had to be said that Irene's acting was spot on. In just two sentences, she had perfectly portrayed the image of a caustic and mean mother-in-law.
If Irene were a bit uglier, the effect might have been even better. Many people were already feeling frustrated on Jellal's behalf.
Ultear hugged Irene's arm and said coyly, "Mom, don't bother with this trash. Tomorrow, Young Master Ai from the Longteng Consortium is coming. We need to welcome him properly."
She was also a veteran actress with excellent skills; otherwise, it would have been impossible to deceive Jellal for so many years.
"Wife, what are you saying? Who is this Young Master Ai?"
Jellal couldn't hold back anymore. It was as if he were wearing a green hat, portraying his suppressed anger and frustration to the fullest.
Ultear rolled her eyes: "It's none of your business. Go wash the clothes immediately. Do it on your knees! If there's a single spot of dirt, don't even think about eating dinner tonight!"
"How can it be none of my business..."
Slap!
Irene frowned slightly and skillfully delivered another slap: "Trash, who told you to interrupt? You're just a live-in son-in-law. You eat our food and drink our water. What use do you actually have?"
"Once Young Master Ai and my daughter get together, we'll divorce you, you piece of trash!"
The audience could see Jellal clenching his fists and felt a sense of anticipation. Being called trash over and over—was he finally going to lose it and resist?
Then, to everyone's surprise, he actually endured it and went to wash the clothes without a word.
A series of question marks appeared over the audience's heads. Was Jellal playing a coward?
The scene shifted. Jellal was wearing cheap street-stall clothes and broken slippers, riding an electric scooter that creaked and groaned down a sparsely populated street.
Vroom, vroom, vroom!
The roar of engines echoed as several magic motorcycles drove up from a distance, each worth over a hundred million.
A car door opened, and a black-haired old man stepped out with over a dozen men in suits and sunglasses. He walked up to Jellal and knelt on one knee: "Lord War God, your subordinate has arrived late!"
All the men in sunglasses behind him knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Welcome, War God!"
Jellal got off the scooter, his expression filled with majesty. He lightly adjusted his collar and said a single cold word: "Scram!"
The crowd mentally shouted "What the hell?" Jellal's transition was so fast. Just a moment ago he looked like a pathetic cuckold, and now he could be so domineering.
But why did it feel inexplicably satisfying?
The old man in black said in a panic, "Lord War God..."
Jellal tilted his head slightly, the breeze blowing through his elegant hair: "I am no longer the War God. I am now merely a live-in son-in-law of the Wu Family. You don't need to come looking for me ever again!"
"But you are suffering all kinds of humiliation in the Wu Family..."
"That is my business!"
Jellal gave him a cold look that instantly scared the old man out of his wits. Then, without saying another word, he turned and left.
A bodyguard in sunglasses supported the trembling old man and said nervously, "Lord War God has rejected us..."
The old man raised his hand and blasted the bodyguard hundreds of meters away, saying murderously, "The War God is forever the War God. You dare to run your mouth?"
"Your subordinate dares not!"
"I should hope not. Tomorrow is the birthday of Madam Irene of the Wu Family. Prepare gifts worth no less than 100 billion Jewels for me. I will pay a visit in person."
...The scene moved to the next day. Irene's birthday banquet was in full swing, with many expensive motorcycles arriving to offer congratulations.
"The Persia Family comes to congratulate Madam Irene on her birthday! The gift is one hundred thousand magic stones, plus the Sword of Ten Thousand Proverbs!"
"The Vilo Family comes to congratulate Madam Irene on her birthday! The gifts are the Tianshan Ice Grass and the Flowing Cloud Seven-Colored Robe."
"The Mahar Family..."
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