Somewhere on the continent, within a volcano.
A green sphere of light floated slowly above the volcano, eventually arriving before a massive red dragon.
"What are you doing here, Grandine?" The red dragon spoke slowly, its voice ancient and majestic.
"It's been a long time..." A voice came from within the green sphere of light, offering a casual greeting.
"Coming here and interfering—such actions should be forbidden," the red dragon replied indifferently.
"Even in this situation, you're still so rigid, Igneel? The First and Second Thrones of the Demon God's Soul are actively hunting our kind. Several of our kin have already been killed by them, and even that arrogant bastard Acnologia suffered serious injuries at the hands of the Second Throne. The world is no longer the same, Igneel." Grandine's tone was extremely grave.
"Annoying. Of course, I know all of this, Grandine. But rules are rules. Besides, do you really think that I, Igneel, would fear them? That I would be killed by them?" The red dragon let out a low, angry growl.
"Heh, who knows? Whatever... Speaking of which, that kid is really reckless. Who do they take after? But luck won't always be on their side. That child might die one day." Grandine chose to change the subject.
"Get out! Stop interfering with humans!! Do you want to anger me, Igneel?" Igneel glared at the green sphere of light, his voice cold.
"Yeah... No matter how much we worry, there's nothing we can do. All that's left is to believe in the strength of humanity. Besides... if that one from the Demon God's Soul becomes free to act, and they decide to make a move, we won't be able to interfere. The only thing we can do is believe in the humans." Grandine's voice carried both helplessness and gravity toward the end.
Igneel fell silent, his tone for the first time growing slightly heavy. "What we can do is very limited... really limited. That one from the Demon God's Soul—right now, there is no one on this continent who can truly stand against them. Unless..."
Igneel abruptly stopped speaking, and Grandine also fell into silence.
.......
The Fairy Tail civil war had officially ended with Noel's victory over Laxus.
Moreover, thanks to Porlyusica's treatment, Makarov was no longer in critical condition.
Fortunately, despite the scale of the battle, the only real destruction was the complete leveling of Kardia Cathedral, while the rest of the town remained unscathed, and its residents were safe.
Ultimately, the Fantasia parade was postponed by a day to accommodate Makarov's recovery.
During the civil war, most guild members sustained only minor injuries.
Since they had been fighting the Thunder God Tribe separately, the damage was evenly distributed and never became too severe.
Of course, Noel was the exception.
Large areas of his body had been burned by the high temperatures of Laxus's lightning—not life-threatening, but extensive.
And with his magic power nearly depleted, he couldn't use his Holy Light Magic to heal himself, leaving him wrapped in bandages like a mummy.
"Mira, don't you think this is a little too much?" Noel complained helplessly to Mirajane, who was holding another roll of bandages.
At this point, Noel's entire face—except for his hair and left eye—was completely wrapped up.
His right eye, mouth, and nose were all covered, leaving only about a third of his face exposed.
His hands and feet were also wrapped tightly.
"No way. Even if the wounds aren't serious, if we don't take care of them properly, what if they leave scars?" Mira responded with an unusually serious expression, completely shutting down Noel's resistance.
"Hmm, we definitely can't be careless," Erza said as she walked over, nodding in agreement.
Noel sighed, genuinely unable to understand why both Mira and Erza were so concerned.
After all, these were just surface wounds—not anything serious.
"Laxus! You bastard! How do you still have the nerve to show your face to Master?!"
"Yeah, exactly!"
As the members of Fairy Tail excitedly discussed the upcoming Fantasia parade, Laxus, who was also wrapped in bandages like Noel, slowly walked into the guild.
The atmosphere inside instantly grew tense, and many members gathered around him, their faces filled with anger and hostility.
At that moment, Noel, wrapped in bandages, stepped forward.
He raised his hand, stopping everyone's actions—especially Natsu, who was about to lunge at Laxus for a fight.
Then, he slowly moved aside, revealing a clear path leading to the infirmary.
Laxus glanced at Noel, his eyes briefly flashing with gratitude as he took in the small portion of Noel's face that was still visible beneath the bandages.
Without saying much, he walked toward the infirmary.
Although the guild members didn't fully understand Noel's actions, their long-standing trust in him kept them from interfering.
Once Laxus had passed, Noel hesitated slightly before quietly following behind.
Leaning against the infirmary door, arms crossed, Noel listened to the conversation inside.
Eventually, he let out a sigh—one filled with an indescribable meaning.
After a long while, Laxus emerged from the infirmary.
Seeing Noel waiting outside, he paused for a brief moment before stepping forward, brushing past him.
"From now on... I'm leaving it to you."
A barely audible whisper reached Noel's ears.
He turned his head, but all he could see was Laxus's departing figure.
His lips moved as if to say something, but in the end, he could only nod silently.
Stepping into the infirmary, Noel looked at Makarov, who stood with his back turned, his body trembling.
In a soft voice, he asked, "Was it really necessary, Master? Everyone would have forgiven him."
"Even so, the rules of the guild cannot be broken. Noel, this is something you shouldn't interfere with. I've already made my decision," Makarov said in a low voice.
But Noel could hear the slight tremble in his tone.
........
"What kind of joke is this?! Why are you the only one being expelled?"
"Aren't we just as guilty as you?"
Hearing the news that Laxus had been expelled from the guild, the Thunder God Tribe fell into shock and panic.
"This is the old man's decision." Unlike their distress, Laxus himself remained calm and unbothered, speaking in a detached tone.
"If that's the case, then I'm leaving the guild too!"
"Me too! Without you here..."
"You guys are really troublesome." Laxus sighed helplessly as he looked at the agitated Evergreen and Bickslow.
"Can't even say a proper goodbye, huh?"
"Why? Do you intend to take all the responsibility alone?" Freed, maintaining his composure, asked.
"Not at all. I'm just different from you guys... I don't have any attachment to this guild."
"We'll go plead with Master!"
"Noel, Natsu, and Gray will definitely object too! Even if they say otherwise, deep down, they still care about you..."
"Laxus..."
Laxus gave a small smile, stopping the Thunder God Tribe from saying anything further.
Then, he turned and walked away.
"Take care."
Without looking back, he waved his hand and left, ignoring their attempts to make him stay.
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