Everyone was quite interested in the "Fairy Tail" of "Edolas" and the alternate versions of themselves within that guild.
Though hearing about it might make them flush with embarrassment, they couldn't help but curious.
"What about me? What about me?"
Erza, who had been listening nearby for a while without hearing Marco mention her name, grew anxious and finally spoke up.
"Well... you're the Fairy Hunter."
Marco and Mystogan exchanged a glance, and ultimately, Marco was the one who answered.
Mystogan had no intention of speaking to Erza, fearing it might lead to another misunderstanding.
A previous slip-up by Wendy had nearly exposed his secret identity in front of Erza.
"Fairy Hunter? What kind of role is that?"
Erza's face lit up with excitement as she curiously pressed for more details. Did this mean she was exceptionally powerful and skilled in combat?
"It means you specialize in hunting down members of 'Fairy Tail.'"
Marco's words instantly froze the smile on Erza's face.
Not only Erza, but everyone else listening was also taken aback. Clearly, this was an answer far beyond anyone's expectations.
"How could I be an enemy...?"
Erza's eyes widened in disbelief.
The others also expressed their confusion. Erza, now known as the "Titania," was one of the faces of their "Fairy Tail." As a task-obsessed Mage, her reputation was well-established.
"Don't find it strange. I'm an enemy in that world too." Marco said with a laugh.
As soon as he spoke these words, everyone felt relieved and no longer found it odd that Erza was an enemy.
If even Marco—who had grown up in the guild, was the grandson of the current guild master, and was considered the "future guild master"—could become an enemy, then nothing should be surprising.
"After all, Edolas is a different world. The overall circumstances of life there are different from ours. Because of one change, one small accident, the course of a person's life can take a completely different path."
Marco continued, explaining the reason for such changes. In his view, this explanation was relatively reasonable—it was the butterfly effect. And the changes brought about by his presence were undoubtedly significant.
"How pitiful..."
Upon hearing that both Marco and Erza were enemies of "Fairy Tail" in that world, everyone immediately wore expressions of sympathy.
The thought of being enemies with these two was terrifying to imagine!
"The people in that world are truly pitiful. The Magic Guilds have been wiped out, so no one can take on quests or help them with their troubles anymore."
Mirajane sighed.
If all the Magic Guilds in the "Earth Land" world were to disappear, it would be hard to imagine what would become of this world.
Magic Guilds had long become an inseparable part of people's lives.
"Don't worry, we'll help them. We've gained a lot this time. It's only a matter of time before we form an alliance and march into the Kingdom of Edolas." Marco spoke with certainty, and everyone responded enthusiastically, raising their hands one after another, eager to be part of the expeditionary force.
"Don't rush. We'll carefully select when the time comes, but I can inform you of the criteria in advance. First, sufficient strength—A-class is the baseline. Second, obedience to orders. In an unfamiliar world, those who disobey orders and get into trouble only have themselves to blame."
After finishing his noodles and wiping his mouth, Marco spoke seriously to everyone.
The personnel for the "Expedition Force" would naturally be composed of members from various Magic Guilds, just like during the previous beast tide confrontation.
The selection of participants would be left to the guild masters' discretion.
Guilds that contributed more manpower and effort would naturally receive greater rewards, while those sending only a few insignificant members to go through the motions could forget about benefits—everyone would quietly take note.
"Keep it up, everyone! I hope we can all embark on the expedition to Edolas together, helping Mystogan reclaim his rightful throne!"
Marco raised his arm in encouragement, urging everyone to train hard while reintroducing Mystogan and his identity as a prince.
"Expedition to Edolas! Reclaim Mystogan's throne!"
The crowd echoed Marco's rallying cry.
Everyone already knew Mystogan was the son of the "King of Edolas." Though initially shocked, they now held nothing but admiration for him.
Those aware of Mystogan's identity and deeds couldn't help but respect him.
"Thank you..."
Mystogan responded softly, visibly embarrassed by the situation.
Clearly unaccustomed to such fervent enthusiasm from Fairy Tail's members, he still seemed inexperienced in handling these moments.
"These kids."
Makarov chuckled with mock exasperation, making no move to stop the boisterous crowd.
The guild's current atmosphere owed much to his leniency.
"Let's go. We've finished eating—we'll continue discussing inside."
The lively scene had become unsuitable for serious discussion.
Makarov hopped down from the counter and led Marco and Mystogan to his office, a space generally left undisturbed.
Marco waved cheerfully at Mirajane before following Mystogan after Makarov into the guild master's office.
Seated at his desk, Makarov appeared completely unaffected by the earlier commotion, his expression calm and collected.
Once in the office, Marco cut to the chase, sharing all he knew about the Royal Army and the king.
As one of the captains of the Royal Army's Magic War Unit, Edolas Marco was privy to fundamental intelligence.
Marco dumped the jumble of intel on Makarov.
After all, the old man still Fairy Tail's guild master—he needed to be informed and responsible for major decisions.
Moreover, for the Expedition Force matter, Makarov's roles as Fairy Tail's master and a Ten Wizard Saint were crucial.
His status, influence, and connections were key to coordination.
Naturally, Marco held equal importance.
As the most familiar with Edolas, he could realistically contend for the commander position. Having someone knowledgeable lead them in Edolas would undoubtedly reassure everyone.
"Don't take such risks again in the future."
After listening to Marco's account, Makarov frowned and spoke.
He was somewhat dissatisfied with Marco killing Edolas Marco in the royal capital, as it was the enemy's stronghold, and Marco wasn't at his peak condition.
If anything had gone wrong, no one could helped him.
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