As one big figure after another appeared, drawing cheers, Erza finally made a grand entrance with short hair, wearing a white suit and holding flowers. She was the center of attention the moment she appeared.
Ultear beamed and hugged Erza's arm, her face blushing: "Young Master Ai, you're here."
Irene's expression was also completely different from when she faced Jellal; she had an eager, fawning look: "Young Master Ai, please, come inside!"
Erza gave a faint hum, maintaining a high-and-mighty posture. She then looked at the frustrated Jellal and mocked, "So you're that trash son-in-law? Thinking a mere marriage contract will let a toad like you turn your life around?"
Jellal was furious: "You..."
Irene hurriedly scolded, "Get lost already! From today onwards, you are no longer the Wu Family's son-in-law."
As she spoke, she delivered a slap that knocked Jellal to the ground, feeling more and more practiced at it.
Jellal clutched his face, his anger rising as he gritted his teeth: "What did you say?"
"I said..."
Just then, a voice rang out: "The messenger from the Temple of the War God has arrived to congratulate Madam Irene on her birthday! The gift is one billion Jewels, plus one thousand Western Celestial Stones!"
Irene turned pale with shock: "The Temple of the War God? That is the absolute king of the West, with a hundred thousand Mage guilds under it! The War God is a legendary figure!"
Ultear was incredibly excited: "If we can make a connection with the Temple of the War God, our Wu Family can definitely become a top-tier family in the world!"
The old man in black from the Temple of the War God hurried forward with over a dozen bodyguards, presenting the gifts with a kind smile.
Irene was all smiles: "I didn't expect the War God to have heard of our Wu Family?"
She remembered something and slapped Jellal's face again: "What are you still standing here for? Get lost! Having people see that we have a beggar in our house is truly an embarrassment."
The old man's eyes widened like copper bells as he flew into a rage: "What are you doing?"
Irene was stunned: "Lord Messenger, what are you saying?"
"Scram!"
The old man shoved Irene aside, and then, under everyone's shocked gazes, the old man and the dozen bodyguards knelt on one knee: "Greetings, War God!"
Seeing this, the audience began to get excited. Jellal's identity as the War God was finally exposed; the mother-in-law's family was finished.
They were already looking forward to seeing what kind of regretful expression the snobbish mother-in-law would make!
Jellal finally stopped pretending. The corner of his mouth curled into a crooked smile, and an inexplicable majesty radiated from him.
"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was mockery and abuse. You have disappointed me too much. One billion Jewels and the Celestial Stones—you aren't worthy!"
Everyone was pale with shock. The heads of all the families fell to their knees to welcome the War God and withdrew their birthday gifts.
Even Erza, the noble young master, knelt on one knee, hurriedly shaking off Ultear's hand to clear any connection: "Lord War God, I didn't know it was you..."
Jellal gave a crooked smile as a subordinate draped a black cloak over him: "It's too late. Your Longteng Group is going bankrupt!"
"No..."
Erza slumped to the ground, her face full of despair.
Irene and Ultear were the same, portraying their states of bitter regret perfectly. The audience was cheering.
Ultear hurriedly crawled over and hugged Jellal's arm, whining coyly, "Husband, you know that I actually love you."
She pointed at Erza: "It was all this guy enticing me..."
Jellal was feeling great inside, but he remained expressionless on the surface as he forcefully pushed her away: "Scram! An unfaithful woman like you is simply not worthy of me!"
Then Ultear and Erza started a catfight, hitting each other and screaming insults about being a scumbag and a hussy, both claiming the other had seduced them and that they were innocent.
Just then, the main female lead, Lucy, made her entrance. Her elegant princess-like posture, pure face, and beautiful attire caught everyone's eye.
Everyone marveled again: "That's the eldest daughter of the Heartfilia Family! She's wealthy enough to rival a nation. Why is she here?"
Then, to everyone's shocked expressions, Lucy hugged Jellal's arm, her eyes full of tenderness: "Brother J, I've waited seven years for you. Are you willing to accept me now?"
Jellal said gently, "Lucy, I'm sorry for making you wait so long. It wasn't until now that I recognized that woman's true face."
At this point, the plot had entered the War God's moment of glory. Jellal began his outrageously wealthy showing off, winning the beauty, and with a wave of his finger, countless people were ready to die for him.
Finally, the Wu Family and the Longteng Group went bankrupt. Irene and Ultear were left sleeping on the streets, crying in each other's arms, filled with regret.
At the beginning, the audience had found it cringey, but by the end, they were thrilled. This plot was much more entertaining than previous stage plays.
Makarov was full of excitement: "That was so satisfying! Irene and Ultear must be regretting it to death!"
"What kind of brain does Acnologia have to come up with such a plot?"
Laxus, being a rebellious youth, loved this kind of showing off and face-slapping. The war god son-in-law was just to his taste. If there was a chance next time, he also wanted to play a War God.
However, he hoped there would be fewer slaps. Irene's little combo of slaps made him want to ask if she did it on purpose.
"I'm dying of laughter. Irene's portrayal of the vicious mother-in-law—slapping Jellal after every sentence. I wonder if his face got slapped crooked from that crooked smile at the end."
"Is there more? What about the sequel with the War God and Miss Lucy?"
Everyone was very excited. Even after the actors left the stage, they still wanted more. It was cringey yet satisfying. Many people even chased after Jellal, calling him the War God.
Jellal originally thought everyone was praising his acting, but later he realized these people wanted to learn the crooked smile from him and even asked if they looked like him.
He felt speechless, feeling as if he had been set up by Acnologia.
On the other side, a stage play owner was already pulling Acnologia aside to make a series, saying it would definitely be a hit and they could split the profits 50/50.
Acnologia had no interest in this. If he were interested, he would have done it alone. Why would he let someone else take a share of the money?
Lucy, however, was interested and had already run off to cooperate with the theater owner. She could write scripts like that too. To earn her rent money, she guaranteed she could make the audience die of cringe.
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