Erigor, the lead Dark Mage of Eisenwald, had been watching the scene unfold from a distance, completely confident in his defensive masterpiece, the Wall of Silence.
The spell was unbreakable by any standard Fairy Tail mage.
The sheer, immediate collapse of his magic barrier—not by a complex counter-spell, but by a casual, invisible pull—sent a bolt of disbelief through him that surpassed his professional shock.
His eyes widened, fixing on the handsome stranger who had just redefined the physics of his world.
"W-what impossible magic was that?"
Erigor stammered, his calculated arrogance momentarily dissolving into confusion and fear.
He had expected to see Erza or perhaps a magically-enhanced Natsu struggle against the wall; he hadn't prepared for the fundamental concepts of his magic to be unmade.
Normally, this moment was reserved for Natsu Dragneel.
The Fire Dragon Slayer, fueled by righteous anger and his cure from motion sickness, was the one destined to challenge Erigor and force the plot forward.
However, Arthur had a higher priority than canonical adherence: establishing his name and his guild's inevitable dominance.
"Sorry, but the clock is ticking for the Guild Masters,"
Arthur stated coolly, stepping forward and leaving his shocked allies and relieved enemies behind.
He looked directly at Erigor, and a minuscule portion of his Dragon's Aura solidified the air around them.
"And to save them, I need to go through you."
Arthur's power was not just for defense; it was for marketing.
To make his new guild a dominant force on the Sixth Floor, the world needed a demonstration of power beyond S-Class.
"I'll handle this,"
Arthur told the stunned Fairy Tail team, his voice calm but absolute.
Natsu, though now cured and bursting with energy, instinctively took a step back, the primal fear he felt from Arthur's presence overriding his urge to fight.
Gray was rigid, still reeling from the earlier power display.
"But Arthur-san, we need to move!"
Erza began, quickly recovering her tactical mind.
"I won't be long,"
Arthur promised, turning his attention fully to Erigor.
"You won't even scratch me, Mage of the Unknown! Because I am Erigor, the strongest Wind Magic user in Eisenwald!"
Erigor yelled, attempting to rally his shattered confidence by summoning a whirlwind around himself—a vortex of slashing wind that served as both armor and weapon.
Arthur simply stood still, allowing the razor-sharp wind to hit his personal, conceptual defense.
The wind magic, designed to slice through steel and stone, merely ceased to exist a centimeter from his skin, unable to breach the absolute integrity of his Dragon's Aura.
"I am Arthur Leywin Stark,"
Arthur stated, stepping forward with deceptive slowness.
"And I am here to demonstrate the definition of my 'S-Class' power for this world."
Arthur didn't need to use his full power; he needed to use his coolest power.
"Rimuru, keep them safe and watch the demonstration,"
Arthur said, and the Silver-Blue Demon Lord nodded, stepping back with Milim and the two Onis to form a protective perimeter around the Fairy Tail mages.
Erigor, enraged by the lack of effect, launched his most dangerous attack—the Death Parade, a massive, destructive vortex of air designed to tear enemies apart from the inside out.
Arthur met the attack by simply extending his hand.
He didn't use fire, ice, or light. He focused on his magic he got from the Harry Potter world.
"Let's try a my old school magic,"
Arthur mused.
Arthur fired a pulse of pure, focused magic energy.
It didn't physically impact the wind magic.
Instead, it struck the concept of movement within Erigor's spell.
The massive Death Parade vortex, mid-flight, instantly froze. The wind stopped moving.
The magical energy went inert. The entire conceptual attack simply stood motionless in the air, a silent, swirling sculpture of frozen magic.
Erigor watched in horror as his strongest spell was turned into a museum exhibit.
Arthur then pushed his hand forward, and the frozen concept of the attack reversed itself.
Erigor's own immobilized magic was shoved back at him. It didn't explode; it simply slammed into him with the raw, silent force of a conceptual freight train, knocking him out cold.
The fight was over in less than ten seconds.
Arthur walked over to the unconscious Erigor, retrieving the satchel containing the fake Lullaby magic flute.
The real one was with Kageyama from the beginning.
"That's how you deal with liabilities,"
Arthur commented, looking back at the utterly stunned Fairy Tail team.
"Now, we really have to go."
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