Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

"Okay, everyone, we still have a lot of things to deal with." Hal said lightly, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"Minister Cat, report the war damage of this incident." He turned his head and looked at Brother Cat.

"Uh... Isn't this too sudden?" Brother Cat was obviously caught off guard.

"Huh?" Hal glanced at him with a little danger in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, is it okay?" Brother Cat gritted his teeth and began to recall: "Uh, in terms of cities, the flower capital Crocus was almost completely destroyed, part of it turned into a permanent desert, and part of it turned into a sinkhole that is difficult to fill. In addition, the outer city walls have collapsed a lot. The main trade routes were destroyed, and more than a dozen mountains collapsed. As for the Crocus coast, the beach... uh, it's less than ten kilometers."

"What about the loss of soldiers?" Jellal frowned and asked proactively.

"This is difficult to estimate. The loss was originally very heavy, but Hal's magic saved many dying soldiers. Overall, the loss should not be large..." Brother Cat's voice gradually lowered.

Hal nodded thoughtfully, "The pensions for the fallen soldiers will be paid five times, and Jiude will be ordered to take good care of their families. As for the losses of Crocus, find an official to discuss compensation with Thomas E. Fiore. After all, this city was originally his."

"How much is the appropriate compensation?" Brother Cat's face was full of entanglement.

"Is the empire short of money?" Hal asked lightly.

"Not really, but... now that military expenditures are so high, how much should we give to be reasonable?"

Hal smiled slightly and waved his hand.

In an instant, a huge bag of gold coins appeared out of thin air, and even because the overflowing gold coins fell out of the bag, "bang" hit Natsu's head.

"Oh my God!" Natsu covered his head and screamed, "How much money is this? How many meals can Happy and I eat without washing dishes?"

"Enough for a lifetime." Hal rolled his eyes and turned to Cat Brother, "How about it, can this solve the problem?"

Cat Brother looked at the bag of gold coins that was overflowing, swallowed his saliva, and said tremblingly: "It's a dog, it's really a dog!"

"Very good." Hal nodded with satisfaction, "Next we have some things to arrange. Cobra and Melty were not called in, remember to convey the content of the discussion to them later."

"Oh, okay." Jellal agreed subconsciously, but found that Hal was staring at him, and his tone immediately became a little serious.

"Jellal, through this incident, I found that the fighting power of our empire is still too dispersed."

"Indeed," Mavis nodded lightly, her expression gradually getting into the state, and she said coldly: "Our coastline is too long, the imperial army is understaffed, and there are not enough soldiers who are proficient in using magic devices and have magic power."

"So, after this time, I plan to expand the army and reform the structure of the Imperial Council at the same time." Hal's words were loud and clear.

"Expand the army? But we don't have so many soldiers with magic power!" Ultear asked in confusion.

Hal chuckled and raised his hand again.

Countless meteor-like brilliance streaked across the sky, accompanied by dazzling light, tens of thousands of magic crystals suspended in the air.

"How is it possible... these are actually dragon-killing crystals!" Makarov, who was listening to the melon, couldn't sit still.

"My God, this is outrageous..." Brother Cat sighed again.

"Ultear, I have a task for you." Hal turned to her, "Go back with Jellal to reorganize the Council and study how to combine the power of these dragon-slayer crystals. I remember that these crystals can stimulate the potential of the human body, right? See if they can be used to enhance the magic power of soldiers."

His eyes fell on Laxus in the distance, "Laxus is a typical example."

"Why are you looking at me?" Laxus turned his head away unhappily.

"Uh, this... I haven't tried it, but you can study it." Ultear thought for a moment and replied.

"Very good, take a few hundred and try. With your intelligence, you should be able to research results." Hal smiled easily.

"Okay, I'll try."

"But what about the Four Heavenly Kings of Ishgar who originally controlled the Imperial Council?" Ultear suddenly asked.

"Oh, by the way, now that you mention it, I almost forgot..." Hal pondered slightly, his eyes gradually deepened.

A few years ago, Hal had used the power of magic spirits to force the Council to give up the power to rule the Ishgar continent.

This action was extremely smooth, because Hal had almost unified the entire continent at that time, and the so-called power of the Council had long been in name only.

The councilors were disbanded, and the Ten Holy Mages were ordered to assemble and go to the imperial capital Fusilor to meet Hal.

Then, Hal started a "friendly exchange", the specific content was - using absolute strength to beat all the Saints.

"Since you can't beat them, just join them." Hal said lightly, but the "joining benefits" attached were extremely generous.

As the emperor who ruled the entire continent, he gave everyone a treasure that could enhance magic power, and even the guy with the most serious second-year syndrome among the Saints was "inspired", and the two of them happily "talked happily".

Result: The Council was nominally reorganized into the Imperial Council, and its function... was similar to a decoration.

The power of the Imperial Council was limited to maintaining the stability of the magic world, and occasionally it was responsible for mediating the trivial matters of local guilds.

Although the Four Heavenly Kings still have a resounding name, they actually have no serious work to do. On weekdays, they either meditate and practice, or walk the dog and fish.

Hal tapped the round table gently, and after a moment, he seemed to have finally made up his mind: "How about this, let the four of them be my personal guards."

"Huh?! Personal guards?" Ultear was so scared that she almost jumped up, and then immediately realized that she had covered her mouth, but her cheeks were as red as ripe apples.

"Yeah, anyway, I have nothing to do. What if they have some dirty power with you when you and Jellal take over the Council?"

"What dirty thing?" Gildarts suddenly woke up and asked curiously.

"..."

The air froze instantly, and everyone turned to stare at the big guy who woke up at an inopportune time. Even Mavis and Mira on the side couldn't help but look at each other and covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

"You woke up at the right time, Gildarts!" Hal suddenly laughed and immediately grabbed him as a soldier: "We have already discussed it just now - you will be the governor of the Fiore region, responsible for commanding the Fiore local army and the legion on the southwest border of Ishgar."

"What the hell?!" Gildarts was confused and resisted, "Are you kidding, Hal."

"How is it possible? This is what Cana asked me to do before, so that you have something to do, so as to save..."

"Stop, stop, don't say it anymore, I will do it... Can't I do it?!" Gildarts' voice suddenly became sad and wailing.

Everyone tried to hold back their laughter, and Ultear and Erza were both stunned.

The two grabbed Jellal beside them at the same time, and grabbed him hard before they could barely hold back.

Jellal's expression was calm and a few drops of cold sweat flowed, and then he wiped it off calmly.

At this time, Natsu was unhappy: "Hey! Harney! Didn't you say you would give me an official position? Why is it his turn?"

"Ah! Natsu!" Har looked at Natsu with an expression of "sudden enlightenment", then pointed at him and looked at Gildarts: "Non! Gildarts, your subordinate is here!"

"???" Gildarts widened his eyes: "What a joke! Natsu, a destroyer, wants to be my subordinate?! No, no, no! Change someone! Is that pink-haired girl okay?!"

You are still qualified to call him a destroyer? Makarov complained in his heart, but his face still had an old and frail expression.

"What do you mean?!" Natsu instantly exploded and stared at Gildarts angrily.

Hal added with interest: "Oh, by the way, Gildarts, don't forget that the duties of the governor also include managing finances. For example, if Natsu blows up something, the compensation must be paid from the local funds..."

Gildarts was overwhelmed when he heard this, and collapsed with his head in his hands: "I... No, don't!"

"Why are you crying!" Natsu looked unhappy.

"Don't come over! Let me cry for a while!" Gildarts howled in pain.

"Appoint Gildarts Clevi to serve as the governor of the Fiore region as the second of the [Ten Saints of the Continent], and the title [Smash King]" Hal smiled and spoke majestically.

"Wow! What a great title!" Ultear exclaimed, but there was a gleam of joy in her eyes.

"Same." Hal turned to Natsu, looked at his heart, and smiled meaningfully: "Promote Natsu Dragneel, and promote him as the first commander of the Imperial Army in Fiore as a civilian, and title him [Flame Dragon King]!"

"In a few days, the Empire will give you a formal inauguration document and imperial uniforms. That's great, Natsu, Gildarts~" Mavis added with a chuckle.

Natsu was so happy that he got angry: "Nice! This way, Happy, Lucy and I will go out to eat and we won't have to wash dishes anymore!"

And what about Gildarts? He was already kneeling on the ground, with a look of despair on his face: "No!!!!"

"Stupid Gildarts! We are all 'kings', and you are not happy with such a cool title?!"

"Don't come over here!!!" Gildarts wailed, "Kana-chan!! II miss you!" His voice was filled with sadness.

Obviously: people's joys and sorrows are not the same.