Internet Magic in Fairy Tail

Nate obtained the coordinates for Tartaros’ base from Seilah and opened the Magic Net map. Zooming in, he located a moving island floating in the air.

The island was square-shaped and incredibly distinctive, clearly outshining Grimoire Heart’s magic airship.

After ending his conversation with Seilah, Nate carried Kyôka’s demon book to the deepest part of the prison.

“Good afternoon, Second Master.”

Precht opened his eyes and adjusted his posture.

“Nate, could you remove these shackles for me?”

“Not yet, but you’ll be free soon,” Nate replied with a grin. “The Magic Council is now defunct, and the Saint Council is temporarily taking over its duties.”

Precht raised an eyebrow, intrigued. It sounded as though Nate intended to pardon him, though Precht had merely hoped to free himself from the shackles.

“I just came to say hello and ask you a question,” Nate continued.

“What do you want to know?” Precht stroked his beard, then chuckled. “Are you looking for my library? The one with 103,000 magic books?”

Nate shook his head. “I have some questions about the Great Magic World.”

The mention of the Great Magic World piqued Precht’s interest. “You’re searching for the magic of ‘One’ too?”

“No, it’s about timelines.”

Nate explained the relationship between parallel worlds and timelines in detail before asking, “Do you think there exists an original source world? And could that source world be what’s referred to as the Great Magic World?”

Precht fell into deep thought, stroking his beard and furrowing his brow. After some time, he finally spoke:

“My pursuit of the Great Magic World was about using Zeref’s power to restore magic to its original might. What you’re describing as a source world is different from what I sought. But your idea is intriguing—you might be right, and I might have been wrong!”

It seemed even Precht wasn’t entirely certain.

Nate wasn’t in a rush. The idea of merging all parallel worlds into one was just a concept, and one that would only be possible after he became a god.

…

That evening, Wolfheim called for a gathering of the Ten Wizard Saints. Everyone except the first-ranked God Serena attended.

Nate had sent Serena a friend request on Magic Net earlier, but it remained unanswered—apparently, Serena hadn’t logged into Magic Net during this time.

Wolfheim arrived at the council headquarters from Magnolia, accompanied by Makarov and Ultear. Ultear, as a user of the Lost Magic Arc of Time, came for a simple goal: to repair the damage caused by Jackal’s attack on the council headquarters. In moments, the devastated building was restored to its former state.

“Thank you, Ultear,” Wolfheim said with a smile.

“I’m used to it. Ever since joining Fairy Tail, I’ve been repairing the guild every day,” Ultear replied with a hint of resignation.@@novelbin@@

With the headquarters repaired, the Saints prepared for their meeting. Though Ultear wasn’t one of the Ten Wizard Saints, her status as a former council member made her presence acceptable under the circumstances.

In the spacious conference room, nine individuals, including Ultear, gathered. Wolfheim, ranked third among the Saints, began the discussion.

“A serious incident occurred today. During this emergency meeting, I propose we address an important matter first. With Chairman Gran Doma deceased and the other councilors targeted by Tartaros, we need to maintain order in the magical world. Therefore, I propose the temporary formation of the Saint Council.”

No one objected, and the proposal passed unanimously.

Hyberion, ranked second, asked, “Who will serve as chairman?”

The room fell silent. The role of chairman was burdensome, even temporarily. The Saints were all powerful mages, but none seemed eager to take on such administrative responsibility.

Nate broke the silence. “Elder Warrod, you’re highly respected. Why not take on the role?”

Warrod sipped his tea and smiled. “I’m too old for such duties. My memory isn’t what it used to be. I’m afraid I’m not suitable, Nate.”

“Well then, Master Makarov, how about you?” Nate suggested.

Makarov choked on his tea. “Do you still remember I’m a guild master? Adding a chairmanship to my workload would kill me!” Besides, who would he submit guild reprimands to—himself?

Nate had to admit Makarov wasn’t a great choice either.

No one wanted the role, and neither did Nate. Glancing at Ultear’s mother, Ur, Nate gave her a knowing look. Their rapport was such that she immediately understood his intent.

Sighing, Ur raised her hand. “If none of you want to take it, how about I do it?”

“I second that,” Nate said immediately.

“I agree,” Makarov added quickly.

Warrod, seeing that Ur was from Fairy Tail, also expressed support. Jura, citing Ur’s achievements in sealing the demon Deliora, voiced his approval as well.

With five votes, including her own, Ur became the interim chairwoman of the Saint Council.

Ultear blinked in surprise. “Interesting… Mom became the council chairwoman?”

Ur, now chairwoman, smiled wryly. “Thank you for your support. Let’s proceed with the meeting.

“Regarding the prison break, does anyone have any proposals?”

Nate spoke up immediately. “The root cause of the incident lies with Hades, the former master of Grimoire Heart.”

He briefly explained how he had used Reverse Magic: Nirvana to alter Hades’ personality, turning him into a kind old man.

“To avoid further chaos caused by dark guilds, keeping Hades in prison might not be the best option. I propose pardoning Hades and recruiting him to help in the campaign against Tartaros.”

Nate grinned as everyone’s eyes turned to him. “Who’s in favor? Who’s against?”