The magic merchant who mingled with Fairy Tail

As soon as the final trick was launched, the attack was indeed like a violent storm.

Jiula suddenly opened his closed eyes, and the earth suddenly vibrated and shook. Countless rocks under his feet were detonated, and the explosion was transmitted into the air through the glacier. He stepped hard, and his whole body rushed forward with endless energy.

"Shout the rich prison!!"

The red light on Erza's body faded, and she appeared in front of everyone again. She was a powerful woman holding a sword and halberd, just like an ancient female general fighting on the battlefield.

This armor that no one has been able to control for decades, this weapon that no one can use for decades, in Erza's hands seems to be alive and trembling, like a magical weapon that has been dormant for many years, because Rejoicing when meeting a powerful master.

Regardless of the rapid consumption of magic power, Erza sprinted in the direction of Imber with all her strength, raising the sword and halberd in her hand high, and then slashed hard, cutting off the magic power and energy in sight! !

"Armor of the God of Heaven·Star Color!!"

Ice Jue Divine Clothes, this piece of armor made from the ice of the demon world, integrates attack and defense, and can condense and shatter anything it touches. After Yinbel destroyed the magic power to its peak, it gained unparalleled powerful attacks. Power, and almost impeccable defense, it can completely freeze the target of the attack the moment it is attacked.

As if he had agreed beforehand, Yinbel did not launch an attack, but stood still and defended instead of attacking. However, this was his best attack method.

He raised his hands forward, preparing to catch Jura's explosion with one hand and Erza's slash with the other. The gloves attached to the Ice Jue Divine Clothes made him not afraid of any form of attack.

In the armor, Imber stared closely at Jura and Erza who were rushing towards him, calm and composed, and even showed a proud smile.

boom! ! !

With a shocking explosion, the three attacks collided.

The explosive energy caused by Jura quickly dissipated in the chopping of the sword and halberd of the Heavenly God's Armor; the sword and halberd in Erza's hand was held by the glove of the Ice Jue God's Clothes, and instantly froze and collapsed; Yinbel's The Ice Jue Divine Clothes was shattered into pieces by the endless energy of the earth, and scattered into countless ice crystals.

The powerful energy impact immediately caused gravel to fly, the air trembled, glaciers cracked, and violent winds blew towards the entire venue. The audience only felt that their feet were in turmoil, as if the sky was falling apart.

"Oh do-!!!"

"What an amazing attack!! What terrifying energy!! It's truly a battle at the level of the 'Holy Ten'! How strong are they?! The four of them..."

After shouting this, the announcer suddenly woke up: "Hey...wait! There are only three people?!"

Jura, Erza, and Yinbel, who collided together, finally realized where the empty feeling in their hearts, as if something was missing, came from when they fired the last blow.

At this moment, whether it is the three people in a stalemate, the audience in the venue, the guests on the judges' table, or the announcer who is finishing, there is only one question in their minds: Where has Urrutia gone? !

While he was wondering, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Turn back time!!"

The three people's eyes widened instantly and their pupils shrank at the same time. They each saw the shock, nervousness and disbelief on the faces of the other two people.

Just when the three of them were about to find their way out, their feet suddenly became empty. The hard ice that originally supported them disappeared, replaced by the most familiar thing - water!

At this time, due to the collision of attacks, Jura, Erza, and Imber were almost connected as one. Together with the three strategic weapons on their bodies, the Armor of the God of Heaven, the Sword War Halberd, and the Ice Jue Divine Clothes, the combination The weight has exceeded 800 kilograms.

Such a weight cannot last long even on less solid ice, let alone standing in ordinary lake water that cannot support the human body in the first place.

Plop——!

Thump—!

Bang——!

In a very short period of time, three heavy sounds sounded one after another, which was the sound of a body falling into the lake.

The moment they fell into the water, Jura, Erza, and Imber figured everything out in an instant. They all knew that the outcome of this competition was determined, and they couldn't help but close their eyes with regret.

The reason why he closed his eyes was that he couldn't believe that he had been hit on the head at the last moment after he had been playing so steadily, leading to his negligence and being attacked by someone unexpectedly. Secondly, he really didn't want to see the face of the attacker.

simply……

Talent but no virtue! !

We are deeply ashamed! ! !

"What...what?!"

No matter the audience, judges, or members of their respective guilds, they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. Everyone was stunned and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Jiura-san actually lost?!"

"Were you careless in the last move?"

"It's going to... It's going to spin..."

"Erza actually lost?! That's Erza!!"

"Hey, President, if that's the case, does Erza still get an extra tenth of what I just said?"

"Well..."

"That guy Imber actually lost?!"

"It seems that Ishgar's magicians are not so useless."

"However, it seems that he is indeed the weakest among us!"

…

With a smile on his face, Urrutia exuded an indescribable confidence. He walked up to the sullen Yinbel and smiled proudly: "Now, you can still tell that 'Ice Shaping Magic is not worth mentioning.' Such words?"

Too arrogant!

Yinbel gritted his teeth and his eyes were splitting. It was not that he could not accept defeat, but in front of His Majesty the Emperor, being attacked and defeated by someone whose strength was not his own... was somewhat embarrassing.

"You didn't defeat me with ice shaping magic! If it weren't for this mode, you wouldn't have been able to win this competition!"

"Huh? Really?" Urrudia blinked his beautiful eyes and looked at Erza and Jura, "What do you two think?"

Jiula closed his eyes and lowered his eyelids, and for a moment he was like an old monk in meditation: "..."

He was right, but the way I am now, at best, people will think that I have missed the mark and been defeated by a strong junior with the help of the rules. But if I curse like him, people will undoubtedly think that I am a Luther who cannot afford to lose. That would be really embarrassing!

After thinking for two seconds, Jiula had the answer, so he stood up, patted the water stains on his body, and smiled at Urrutia: "If you win, you win, if you lose, you lose, Miss Urrutia Don’t think you are invincible.”

"On the contrary, I feel very gratified that the younger generation has wizards like you. In the future, the magic world will be more talented, and magic will be more prosperous..."

Urrutia gave Jura a satisfied smile in return, and then turned to look at Erza.

Erza was silent for two seconds, took back the armor of the God of Heaven, and returned to ordinary armor and a black skirt. Her body instantly felt dry and cool: "..."

He's right, but since he said bad things about the Ice Shape Magic, I have to stand by Urrudia even if it's for Gray! Moreover, he is a man of twelve shields, and the relationship between Urrutia and Kira seems to be...

"I have nothing to say! I lost this competition. You are very strong, and your wisdom is also a reflection of your strength!"

Urrutia smiled even more, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes almost appeared.

Seeing Jura and Erza openly and frankly admitting their defeat, Yinbel felt that the situation was a bit subtle. He narrowed his eyes behind his glasses and noticed the surrounding atmosphere and the way the audience looked at him. Something is wrong.

Yin Beier wanted to change his words, but it was already too late. If he said more now, he would be wrong. He could only choose to remain silent. After snorting coldly, he turned around and walked towards his guild's location.

The three of Erza looked at each other, smiled tacitly, and walked off the field side by side with a tacit understanding.

This is a small victory for Urrutia, and a big victory for Ishgar!

"competition is over!!"

"The winner of today's competitive mode is...Urudia Milkovich!!"

“Congratulations to her for adding 5 points to her score. ‘Witch’s Sin’ has now become the guild with the highest score in this game!!”

As Chapati's emotional voice fell, all the water in the arena was emptied, and the staff immediately stepped forward to save what needed to be saved and to treat what needed to be treated.

Amidst a burst of shouts that were unclear whether they were cheers or boos, Urrutiya walked back to the position of the "Witch's Sin". As soon as he saw it, he found Jellal with a red face and lowered his head in shame. He dared to look at the people around him, and even lowered the hood on his cloak, shrank his body, and pretended that he didn't know anything.

Urrutia was a little confused for a moment and turned to look at Melty: "What's wrong with this guy Jellal? Did he fart in public?"

"Uh... I don't think so..."

Melty's heart was churning: Oh my God! How could Urrutia say the word 'fart' in public? ! Who did she learn it from? ! Where has the former gentle and mother-like Urrutia gone? ? Who is this unreasonable, sinister woman in front of me? !

Imber walked slowly to Zeref's side, already prepared to be scolded.

"I thought you were the most compatible among us with the 'Naval Battle' project, but I didn't expect that you actually lost..."

"Okay, Argyle!"

The family of four had spent four months happily, and the 'Contradictory Curse' in his body had been well suppressed. At this time, Zeref's personality had become much softer, his energy was also very full, and he was no longer as strong as before. It's unstable.

He stopped Argyle's cynicism towards Imber and said: "We all saw the battle just now. In the last blow, both 'Fairy Tail' and 'Snake Scales' attacked Imber. He He tried his best and it was not his fault."

Obviously, Zeref had no intention of blaming Imber.

But as a consul, because of his arrogant self-esteem, Bell still couldn't let go: "I'm very sorry, I failed to live up to your expectations, Your Majesty!"

"I told you, it's not your fault!"

Zeref smiled helplessly and gently, and patted Imber on the shoulder: "That girl named Urrutia masters rare time magic and has natural restraint on material magic."

"Magisters like you and Argil will not be happy to fight against her. On the contrary, if it is Brandish or Timaria, the fight will be much easier. This is a matter of magic compatibility."

As he spoke, Zeref's eyes fell on Urrudia's figure at the 'Witch's Sin' position in the distance.

"If she grows up, her future achievements will be no worse than yours. Such people are rare even in Ishgar. This time you are limited to the rules of the competition. It is not shameful to lose!"

Yinbel could only lower his head and smile bitterly, swallowing the tears back into his stomach.

I understand the logic, but I can’t live with it!

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