Chapter 4 : Hello, world have you missed me?
"The council is on their way to you, better move your ass, old man" sweating as if he just run a marathon, Captain Wrack was enjoying to work outside despite the hot evening sun. It was, after all middle summer and judging by the sweaty and red faces of his crew they really were giving their all. It was just a shame that the only thing off value here was the tower itself, everything else was really nothing valuable. Still the tower was SS-class ware in itself. Just imagine the marketing, lacrymas made out of tower that tanked the biggest weapon in the world. 'This will sell high'.
"You hear me?"
'Ups, it seems I was daydreaming again'. Holding the communication device that was primarily used in the underworld closer to his mouth Wrack began to speak.
"Sorry B, it seems I was just a little lost in the future, fhrafhrafhrafhra" the captain ended his call with a heartful laugh and put the receiver back on top of the snail who had an uncanny resemblance to its owner, it even had a miniature hat.
"MEN, it's time to go, you all did a splendid job." Praised the captain with his trademark grin ,nothing in the world could wipe it from his face, so being in a good mood he of course needed to reward his crew " when we go back all the drinks are on me for the whole week"
Hearing that the crew beamed with joy ,before slugging their tired bodies back to ship, yet seeing their captain so happy was like a balsam for their fatigued bodies. It reminded them why they joined him, it was part of his charm that made them give their all for him.
Arriving at the ship in an incredible good mood Wrack entered his quarters with a bang, but before he could even utter one single word, he was met with a sight that will haunt him in his dreams until he died a gruesome death. All the Bender was gone, all eighteen barrels he painstakingly collected throughout the last five years. just. gone.
Turning around the giant was stopping the tears from falling. He knew he promised her everything but he did not expect this outcome, he was to careless it seemed. Mentally steeling his resolve he materialized several papers in his hand from his personal collection and turned around, facing the green haired girl, who may be the only person in all of existence to answer all of his burning questions. Of course ,if she really was the swordsman of the past as she claimed.
Just thinking about it made his legs weak. The fulfillment Wrack would feel from finally finding out about the world before the Great shift, would be greater than that of the mythical Pirate King in the old legends his grandmother told him about when he found the greatest treasure of the world.
It was Morgeus dream since he first heard about them that shaped his lifelong goal to find out about the distant past. What was the world like before the Great Shift? Are all of those legend true.? These question and more drove him insane and he did everything he could to get one step closer to it, even if it meant being a criminal. . !
Wrack couldn't contain his excitement, the mere thought, the slight shimmer of a chance that today his childhood dream would be fulfilled was making his body shake with excitement, making him feel like a child again hearing all those stories for the first time. Still he remained somewhat composed, before he calmed his mind and became a lot more serious than before.
"Now, master, I have a few questions I need to have answered" her eyes were traveling to his hand and it seemed that his request has awakened in her some kind of interest, as she stood up and looked at him.
Not wanting to waste more time, Captain Wrack tossed the paper in the air as they magically aligned themselves neatly into a row for the little greenhead to see. Each picture was in various degree of decay, some were in better state than others.
Despite its varying quality each one of them depicted some aspect of a man with green hair, sometimes with a bandana and sometimes seen with three very distinct ear pieces. Some had the word wanted printed over the picture, but all had the same text under it
['Dead or Alive']
['RORONOA ZORO']
Looking at the few people in his quartets he noticed several reactions, Cutter was glancing over to them with mild interested, getting slower at creating the piece of article she was working on. Jellal was waiting with anticipation, some kind of uneasiness washed over his eyes ,as if he's slowly understanding what kind of person he brought back into the world. And Bronz.. well he did not see anything, but what about his 'master'? She just looked at it with some kind of nostalgia, as if she was remembering the good old times, before addressing the captain in a confused ,but mostly indifferent manner.
"Neat trick, but what do you want?"
Steeling his resolved the captain prepared himself for this one question that didn't leave his mind the entire day and with a timid voice asked the revived pirate, like a shy child asking his mother for a cookie.
"Are you.. really, this guy on the poster. Are you really… someone from a time long before ours, before the big Great Shift?
She nodded before opening her mouth
"Yeah, that's me despite how I look now, but what about this whole 'long time before ours' speech? Its' not like it happened one hundred years ago ,is it?"
Hearing that, the captain just couldn't restrain himself as he did every possible action imaginable to show his joy. He jumped with his fist outstretched, he even hugged Jellal, as he awkwardly accepted his fate and spined him around and even almost kissing the blue haired Council traitor bastard, for bringing someone like this back , but refrained to do it because… well Jellals action are some not even a mother could accept it ,so he left it at that.
After calming down, the other part of the answer registered inside his head. The way she worded it. It was like she didn't know that she died and was now in a distant future.
Facing his master, he sat down ,before asking.
"Master Roronoa, are you aware of your current situation? And how you got here?"
"Well one moment I was drinking, next Tattoo face here puts me into the body of woman and here I am" came the simple worded answer.
Oh, this was small dilemma. His master doesn't realize that she died and was resurrected by Jellal. Well despite wanting to bombard her with questions of the past, it was always better to bring the bad news first and sort out the current situation, after all it was his duty as his master..slave? ...apprentice? ...Wrack did not really understand or know the relation they shared, so he left that thought for latter and concentrated to serve his master in every way imaginable, if it meant being one step closer to his goal. So his first action would be to bring some clarity, starting with his masters death.
"Master, can you tell me how long ago the Great shift happened?"
"Huh, well I don't remember it exactly some fifty years ago. Why you asking?"
"Master today marks the year X784. Do you know what the X stands for?" not receiving an answer the Captain continues "it's a mark that represent the beginning of a new era, the year of the Great shift"
The look on her face changed drastically, her cool demeanor changed into in of horror, as her eyes grew larger than that body of a puffer fish . The implication of this where something no one could be really prepared for. Not wanting to believe this she hold her hand out, as if she was asking for a time out.
"Stop, stop, stop." She said pointing an accusing finger at Wrack" You seriously want to tell me that I'm some seven hundred years in the future?!"
It was certainly not something that happened every day, so the captain just nodded his head before correcting her.
"While you are in the future, you were not just simply transported here. You were resurrected using the R-system which was created by Jellal over there."
The green head just turned around and looked at Jellal who was trying his best to remain as calm as possible, before Zoro was facing the giant again and proceeded to sit on the floor ,placing her right hand on her forehead ,as she was lost in her own world, no doubt trying to understand how that can be. Not wanting for his little moss head to break her pretty little head about it, it seemed to see was better than to hear.
"Master Roronoa" hearing that ,the little one was brought out of her thoughts as the captain spoke "it seems I have to show you some proof. Now what do you know about Magic"
As the captain asked he created a little flame in his hands. Wrack knew that magic was not something that existed before the Great Shift, but it was something that was discovered one type at a time over a long period of time after it. So it was safe to assume that showing some might convince his master of the fact, that she really did die.
Looking at the flame of his, the young woman just stared at it for a while, before she snapped. In an instance she jumped at Wrack like a panther, pulling him down with her monstrous strength, as her eyes burned with anger, as if the captain committed a great taboo and deserved to be burned alive.
Cutter and Bronz were not moving from their spot, afraid of doing any kind of wrong action that may tempt the girl from doing something drastic, while Jellal just watched the whole thing before him unfold.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT" she demanded to know " HOW DID YOU GET THAT DEVIL FRUIT?"
Devil….Fruit… Wrack just looked at the roaring lady before him and all fear he had just a moment ago vanished, like a sandcastle being swept by the crashing waves. His master has just brought up a topic he was deeply interested in. Fruits of the devil. Devil Fruits, as he now knows, were one of the keys to unlock the mysteries of the world. During his whole life as the Finder he never did find one of those fabled fruits of the devil. It was like they vanished from existence, never to be found again. He had to know more about it, but he also needed to calm the lioness before him. So why not accomplish both and just play the dumb card and ask.
"What's a devil fruit?" doing his best of remaining calm, Wrack looked at her with naive eyes ,like a puppy not understanding what they did wrong when they peed on the carpet.
She looked him straight into the eyes. The seconds that followed where incredibly long as her gaze bore deep into the man's soul, looking for some kind of answer, before she asked in a restrained, almost passive ,but mostly aggressive voice.
"How did you get those powers?" she was still sitting on him, pinning him to the ground, not that the big man was trying to resist in any way or form, if he knew what was good for him.
" I learned this magic from my Granny"
"Don't play games with me, you wil-"
"But that's the truth" countered Wrack in a more powerful and confident tone, before she had the chance to finish her sentence.
"When I was six my granny showed me how to meditated and I learned to tap into the magic deep inside of me, when I was seven she properly showed me how to form the proper magic seals and when I was nine ,I burned her garden down by accident" at the last one he began to chuckle slightly at the memory of his deceased relative.
"Master, can you tell me, what devil fruits are, it's clear to me that all of this is a clear misunderstanding that could be quickly resolved, if you just calm down and got off me. It's not like I could do you any harm either way."
The revived swordsman slowly let go of Wracks shirt, before towering over his downed form. Finally relieved ,the captain sat down, waiting for the girl to explain one of the biggest mysterious of the world. Sighing loudly, she started, with everyone in the cabin listening intensely. Morgious was like a sponge and took every ounce of information into himself. In short devil fruits gave everyone that consumed them one type of magic, where the only limiting factor was your own creativity and your own physical condition, but there was one interesting key feature. The curse of the sea, making the Devil fruit user sink like a rock, whenever the are submerged under water.
"Bronz, come to me" called the Captain for his subordinate " and show us your sand magic, while we are at it."
On command the blind folded, did as he was told, as he summoned a little whirlwind of sand in his palm.
"From you point of view, THIS" gestured the captain at the still spinning whirlwind " is a devil fruit power, yes?"
The girl just nodded and in the same heartbeat, Morgious grabbed Bronz's shirt and tossed him over his guests and over his desk straight into the window that made up the rear of his ship, followed by a big splashy sound.
Instantly Zoro dashed to the now broken rear, but before she could jump after the in her perspective drowning man, Bronz emerged from the water and just cursed at his captain, while he floated without issue on the Sea.
Stunned the green haired beauty turned to Morgious for some kind of explanation of this witchcraft.
"Magic" was the somewhat mocking answer she got, before she sat there in silence, trying to come to terms with what she just witnessed. Still captain Wrack had one thing to tell her and it was about Jellal.
'There's no doubt that pretty boy hear hasn't told master anything specific with who she's really working with and so on, so let's change that'
"Jellal ,my boy" hearing his name the mage turned around " I will give you just this one chance to set the record straight with her. If you don't do it I will."
With that statement Wrack left the room, as Jellal was just sending him a glare, which had the same effect as a strongly worded letter on the big guy. Closing the door the only thing surrounding Jellal were five barrels, Cutter having finished a piece of clothing and the gaze of Roronoa Zoro, waiting patiently for the tattoo faced mage to explain what she was still missing.
All the while Wrack was setting sail and prepared to bring them to the nearest port, as promised. While he would have preferred to carpet bomb Zoro with thousands of questions, there was a time and place and now they really needed to get of the island.
The big bastard has left the room, leaving Jellal in a pinch. While he could lie his way out of it or be just as vague again, he doubted it would be the best course of action. That Cutter woman was still inside the room and would report anything he said. Jellal has heard of Wrack the Finder and his top notch underground network system was common knowledge for everyone slightly associated with the black market. So it was not a stretch of the imagination that the captain knew probably more than necessary to break the trust between him and Roronoa, if he played this wrong.
'It seems I will have to explain everything' sighted the mage mentally, before grabbing a chair to sit on, looking his eyes with the Erza substitute. Instantly he felt his heart weight down his body, the guilt building up again for all the pointless action and harm he caused. Still he steeled his heart and explained all that was. From his childhood , his relationship with Erza, the first meeting with Zeref , his new goal, his betrayel, his actions after that and of course how he sacrificed his childhood crush. Throughout all of that his heavy heart, became so much lighter the more he explained, before he broke down in tears. It was like a therapeutic session, as if he was talking with Erza herself, which greatly eased his pain.
"I am so.. sorry… " said Jellal, asking the greenhead for forgiveness, as if he was talking with the real one.
Throughout the whole session she remained silent, not even showing the slightest hint of emotion. Remembering with who he was really in the room ,Jellal composed himself. Not wanting to leave it up to chance now was the time to ask for help and this time without withholding any kind of information. Determined Jellal rapidly stood up ,knocking the chair to the ground, the look he was sending Zoro was one of dedication.
"I need your help, Roronoa Zoro. I have made a terrible mistake and now the only thing I wish to do is bring at least Erza back to live. It's a small chance that she's still in the body, but it's one I have to take.
Please, I beg you that you help me correct my mistake"
Basically kissing the ground, Jellal was kneeling with his forehead denting the floor underneath him.
"What will you do if I don't help you" came the surprising question from the green imposter.
"Then I will bring you there by force" said Jellal, picking himself from the ground as he extended his only arm at the girl, as if forming a magic seal in an attempt to make his resolve clear. To be honest Jellal knew he had no chance to fulfill his claim, not with one of his arms missing needed to cast his more powerful spells. Its not that he could not do it with one arm, but judging by her last fight with the captain it would just take too long, but to hell with this. If it needs to be done Jellal will not back down from it. What else could he do? His life has no meaning, if he can't make up for his past mistakes and bring Erza back where she belonged.
They room went silent for just a few seconds, then she gave him a cheeky grin.
"You know ,I wouldn't want to steal the live of someone so young and on top of it I'm curious how the world looks like now. After seven hundred years they should have more of this delicious beverage, if you can provide me with them during our journey than you will see no complaints from me"
Mentally relieved all Jellal could say was a thank you, forming the biggest smile he could muster. How long has it been since he last genuinely smiled like that? It was a long time ago. Both parties extended her hands and with a firm grip both have now finally become real partners.
After withdrawing his hand, Zoro was left alone to think. At first he did not want to believe that Wrack guy. Who in their right guy would believe any of this, but taking everything into account it seemed that he really died back then. This was a somewhat depressing thought, as was the thought of never seeing his second child grow up, making it sting him even more.
Between the two she was the only one interested in swordplay in contrast to her older brother who was more of an intellectual than a fighter. Still Zoro was a proud father, but failing to teach his combat obsessed daughter everything he knew was a big blow for him. It was not like he wrote his techniques down or anything in that sense, and it was not likely he could make it up to her now. How he wished to drink himself into a coma for a day or two, it pained him that he did not leave even a single barrel of that devilish beer back then. Now would be the perfect opportunity for it.
Everyone he knew is already dead, maybe even Brook. While theoretically his friends was just bones and could live forever would he still be around after seven hundred long years?
Zoro mind wandered from his already dead friend to his own death. What killed him back then when he was enjoying his free time? Was his drink spiced with poison? Who knows, its not like he could change anything of that. Death was a something he danced with a hundred times back and forth and escaped so to speak an equal amount of times. The closest he got to dying was at Thriller Bark, but he refused to die there. What pained the swordsman was not that his death itself, but what he left behind. All his friends and family, just gone.
Having enough of that depressing thought Zoro laid, again, on the floor and started to take a nap until they sailed to the nearest port. During that time his mind wandered to Cutter as she was diligently creating his requested clothes. Before he closed his eyes she had already created his white baggy pants for him to wear and has probably started to bring his old belly warmer back into existence.
The one thing about her, as Zoro now knew were not devil fruits power, magic was that while she could create clothing from scratch , adding color to it was a more painstaking procedure for the so called Threat Mage. Still Zoro insisted for his belly warmer to be the proper color, the rest was a none issue for him. He could always find new clothes, as long as they did not resemble any kind of feminine clothing, like the dress he was currently wearing.
While wearing that was no different than wearing a yukata or kimono, it was still embarrassing to say the least and given his new curves, their was no doubt that it looked great on this body. A shiver came down his spine when he imagined the blond Ero-cook ogling his new form. A terrifying image to haunt his dreams for sure.
This Natsu was ,to put it in simple words, in a terrible state, his screams were echoing inside the small, white surgery chamber. The only other person there was a young woman in her middle twenties currently using something similar to an interactive hologram. She had shoulder long ,wavy blond hair and a healthy fit body. She was dressed in a typical black secretary outfit only with pants instead of a miniskirt and a white doctors coat ,alongside white rubber latex gloves.
Looking in her red colored Archive for any related incident, Marget found out nothing that could be deemed similar in severity of this young man. Then again, how many incidents are there where someone's lungs were in the third stage of Lacrymanisation. Most people would have already died, but it seem the physiology of Dragon slayers inner organs were are a lot more tougher than of normal mages. Still a solution had to come, if Marget doesn't want this to be the first person since she's in office to die under her care.
"It seems I need a more drastic approach for this mess" sighed the medical professional trained secretary ,after giving the command to bring Natsu into the surgeon bubble from her display.
While she fetched a specific item needed for the procedure, a green slimy gel dropped down from the celling around the in agony screaming Dragon slayer until he was in the center of a galantine like sphere double the size of him. At the same time came back Marget with an … questionable item that looked more like an enhanced meat cleaver than a medical instrument, like a scalpel or.. anything else for that matter.
Entering the bubble herself she formed a forced professional small smile, as she was starting the last minute emergency treatment.
'This is going to be mess…. Well at least on the bright side , he is already screaming, so it won't make a difference for him… I hope' before she readied her supposed medical treatment tool and cut his chest open, with the scream of Natsu never stopping.
Some hours later, after being woken up from his nice nap by Cutter to try out his new clothes. Zoro stood before the mirror ,as he was checking out his new ,but still not yet completely finished look.
His hair was done in a high pony tail, because of the annoying sensation of hair tickling down his back constantly, yet because of tattoo face ,which Zoro now knew was named Jellal, request he let it be. This was not his body after all and if Zoro knew one thing about woman than their hair was one of the most precious body parts they valued. So styling them that way made it at least more bearable.
Now his upper torse was completely exposed ,except for the white sarashi covering his new round appendages. No bra needed thank you very much and as for the lower section the baggy also white pants were enough, with his only green colored item warming his belly and holding his only weapon in place. The feeling of only having only one sword was ,as always, uncomfortable , but this had to do for now.
Cutter had yet to finished the coat he requested for, but she insisted of wanted to fit the baggy pants first, which fitted perfectly. A shame she did not create some shoes for his bare feet.
During the fitting session the ship suddenly stopped abruptly, as it was trying to dock to the port.
"What the" grunted Jellal as he was thrown on the ground, Cutter on the other hand has used her threats to stop her fall by sticking the line to a wall, while Zoro was picking himself up from the ground as well and turned his gaze at the door leading to the deck, slowly stepping into its direction.
Another shock rocketed the ship, tilting it to the right as thorns entered the broken window behind them, yet Zoro continued after a slight stumble and stopped right before the door, as the sound of battle ringed on the other side. Not a moment latter the wall separating them from the outside was ripped down, as a monstrous looking being ,he nickname Ragman for obvious reasons, tried to come inside.
In a quick move, Zoro drew Shigure and cut the entire arm responsible for this mess. Surprisingly it did not bother the monster in the slightest ,having already regenerated his arm before the previous one even hit the ground. Annoyed the revived Swordsman just looked at the beast annoyed, reading his next attack.
'If you are so used to having your arm cut of than eat this' as Zoro punched the monster straight in the face, launching him to the other side of the ship. Slowly steeping outside, with his swords at his side he checked the state of the deck that was just a mess. Looking around ,Wrack and some of his men were lying on the ground , tied up with needly long ,blood-drawing thorns pocking them into their flesh, where each movement would be met with pain.
Two people were on the other side of the ship, with the previous aggressor standing besides them, growling at Zoro like a dog. Not a second later the bucket hat wearing guy was closing the distance with great speed, but Zoro would not get caught off-guard by such an simple frontal attack.
Meeting the speedster with his slash, performed a little slower than usual , the bucket hat created a circular pattern in his hand, bringing forth a purple ball that clashed with Zoro's blade, creating a giant shockwave blowing most people, including Wrack over board.
'This is going to be a problem' lamented Zoro, the clash dragging on as he tried to hold his ground against this enemy. Normally Zoro would have already pushed back against the aggressor, but this was not in any way or form a normal situation. Compared to his old body, this one was not only several times weaker , it was also slower and could not keep up with his own reflexes , while additionally being brought down from his 190cm to 172 cm, limiting his reach. Oddly enough his chest was not really a big problem in his current form. Sure this body messed up with his center of gravity a bit, but Zoro's exhausting training during his prime was a lot harder than something meaningless as this here. Still it would be preferable to be in top form, even in another body.
Suddenly the Ragman tried to blindside him with his enlarged claws, only for Jellal to intercept the incoming slash with his foot, glowing like the rest of his body in a yellow aura. Then Jellal delivered and devastating uppercut on the staggered opponent with his free or in this case only hand , sending the pile of rags several meters into the air. Any kind of follow up attack that could have followed would be stopped, when the elderly woman of this pack appeared between them as she summoned a big magic circle, the size of her body and unleashed a torrent of water. Jellal easily evaded the spell, he was not for nothing a Wizard Saint and the title of "The Meteor" was only fitting for someone like him. Still the spell was not only aimed at him.
The giant mass of water rushed to Zoro's little skirmish, the bucket hat's form suddenly disappeared from sight after the mosshead cut the afterimage left behind, most likely not wanting to get a taste of friendly fire.
Without losing his cool, Zoro took his signature pose and launched a flying slash, cutting the torrent into half, making it the mass of water explode in the air, while narrowly missing the elderly woman.
As if this was all planned ,Zoro picked up a presence behind him and as the water was rained down from the sky, he spun around and aimed his sword at the one behind his back, and yet again, because of his hindered reflexes he missed the mage that slowly narrowly as he revealed himself with a small cut on his left cheek and a grin directed at Zoro.
"Splendid" shouted the guy out loud for the world to hear " no one else has seen through that trick before on such a short notice. You, you are the one that will show my dad how far I have grown and how close I am to the sky he so desperately seeks"
Takin his stance the young man extended both of his arms before him, his palms closed together into fists, as a big magic circle came into existence. Zoro's danger senses ,also known as observation haki, began to tingle , as he readied himself for the next attack of this, for some reason desperate sounding young man.
"Try to stop this, BLACK HOLE" named the mage his move, as a melon sized dark orb came flying at Zoro, starting to pull everything into itself. Taking Lorentz of guard, Zoro instead of holding his ground to no get pulled into the orb ,decided that being proactive was the better choice, as he jumped at the orb, Shigure high above his head as the blade itself became a pitch black color, then the two attacks collided.
The shockwave was enormous, bringing even Jellal's fight in the air to a standstill, as everyone tried to hold their ground against it. Zoro pushed hard against the spell, its gravitational force would have already bend the the copycats sword had he not infused it with haki, yet the orb was stronger than Zoro anticipated.
Slowly put surely, Zoro could feel the black hole overpower him, as his feet started to move closer to the spell, making his grounding a lot less perfect to hold this attack. It seemed attacking this head on was a mistake on his part, having not taken his current strength into account. Still Zoro did not give up. The odds were stacked against him multiply times in the past and he still came out on top, so why should it matter now.
Pushing against it with all his might he managed to stalemate the magic sphere ,with neither one pushing the other, but it was only a matter of time and it seem the guy covered in rags had enough waiting around and rushed Zoro from the side, having transformed his hand into a giant broadsword, his body seemingly unaffected by the gravitational pull thanks to his magic it seemed. Zoro had no time to dodge the incoming attack.
Thankfully he didn't need to, as Captain Wrack emerged from the sea high into the sky next to Jellal, with Bronz secured in his big hands.
"NOW" gave Wrack the order to Bronz, who instantly ripped the bandage, revealing under them his shining eyes resembling the night sky ,devoid of any pupils for some reason. In an instant the Captain grabbed Jellal by his coat ,and within one moment Zoro, Wrack, Bronz and Jellal disappeared from sight, letting the Black hole rip an, equally enormous big hole in the ship, completely disintegrating the Captains quarters.
At the same time Lorentzs lacryma rang, revealing a message from his cousin.
'Hejo, Lorentz, you package is ready for delivery'
Deep inside a forest, some 30 kilometers away from their previous location four people appeared suddenly one meter above the ground and fell on the green, fluffy grass under them.
"Where are we?" asked Zoro to no in particular, before he stood up trying to understand how he got here in the first place.
"I have no idea" answered the giant honestly as he ripped a piece of his clothing and began to cover the eyes of Bronz with it ,which he promptly after the change of location covered with his giant hand.
"All you need to know is that we are safe and those guys have no idea where we are" said Captain Wrack. " What are you going to do now?"
"First, we are going to the nearest town to find out where we are" said Jellal as he flew into the air in order to make out the nearest town. Coming down he clarified " we are not far from a little village to the west, we can make it their by foot in about thirty minutes, lets go" Not waiting for any reply Jellal marched forward only to be stopped when no one bothered to move after him.
"I can't, not when all of my men are being captured as we speak" having finished Bronzes 'treatment' the giant looked deep into Zoros eyes ,before he spoke.
"Master Zoro, I-"
"Just go" intervened Zoro, before the giant could further explain himself " what kind of captain would leave their own crew behind. When you finish your business come find us, ok?
With that Zoro turned around, leaving Morgious to his own responsibilities and followed the impatiently waiting Jellal, after raising his hand as a gesture as as sign of 'See you later'.
A shadowy lone woman was speaking into a flowing orb, with a strained voice.
"Master Hades, I have lost the location of one of the keys to Zeref. The magic tracker we put deep into Jellal is absent, as if it got atomized by something and when I was tailing them here ,the Magic Busters intervened and they escaped using an unknown type of magic."
On the receiving end came the deep voice of an old, yet experienced man.
"Morgious always had several tricks up his sleeves. Come back to HQ ,you have done enough for today. We will notify our lesser guild to look out of them, so fear not. When we finally have our final key, Zeref will not be able to hide from us any longer".
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You know what I don't have the energy to say anything right now. Collage sure takes a lot out of your time. So I hope you can forgive me for this, the next chapter might come out some time later , but let's see what father time has in store for me. Hope you enjoyed it and stay save, my dear precious readers you.
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