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Chapter 6. It can't be

At the same time in the guild…

"Master, you look very nervous," noticed Mirajane. She gave him a cup of coffee. "Or it is just my imagination?"

Makarov took the cup. He cast a glance at her and sighed.

"You are right. Indeed I'm concerned, Mira… and not only about for the city of Mersyerella but also about my grandson… Despite all his faults…"

"You are concerned about him? Why?" asked the girl.

"If it is true that the thunder storm continued nearly a week, its supporting will take a huge quantity of magical power. In other words, the person who causes the storm will be absolutely exhausted! Do you understand what I'm saying, Mira? He will be exhausted to death!"

Mirajane bit her lips. She knew how much Makarov loved his grandson and understood his anxiety. If something had happened to Laxus, his grandfather wouldn't endure it.

"But why should Laxus do such a thing?" whispered she.

"I don't know… Ah, why didn't I learn about this earlier! I hope that Erza and Mystogan will arrive there in time…"

"Don't worry, master. We don't know if Laxus is involved indeed. Besides, I'm sure that Mystogan and Erza will take care…" Mirajane tried to reassure him.

"I hope so…" he sighed again and took a pull at his coffee.

Mirajane was about to say something more but suddenly she felt an unspeakable wish to sleep. She was unable to rebel against that wish. Her eyelids weighted with sleep and she felt weakness in her feet. And she was not the only one; all mages who were in the guild hall fell asleep one by one.

"What is going on?" thought Makarov. "Is it him…? No, no… That's just not possible! He must be with Erza!"

At the same moment a cloaked figure entered the guild hall. Makarov watched and didn't believe his eyes. "It can't be! Why is he here?"

Mystogan went to the requested board without saying a single word.

"What are you doing here?" exclaimed Makarov.

The masked mage turned his head and looked at the old man. "I come for a job," he answered in a calm tone.

"You come for a job? But I thought… Aren't you supposed to be on a mission with Erza at the moment?"

"On a mission with Erza, you say? What are you talking about, master?"

"Didn't I give a mission to you and her? You had to go to the city with the non-ending thunder storm…"

"I don't know anything about that. You have never given such a mission to me!" declared Mystogan. "In fact, I'm here for the first time this month!"

The guild master put his hands to his head. He didn't believe his ears.

"Goodness! Who could have though? If so, then who is with Erza? Who did I ask to accompany her? It was someone that looked just like you – the same clothes, the same…"

"What? Someone is trying to pass for me? Did I understand right?" asked Mystogan. Makarov couldn't see his expression due to the mask but he felt the disbelief in his voice.

"I'm afraid, yes. So that is why nobody fell asleep when he came here! Now I understand… But who is he? Who? And what are his intentions? Maybe Erza is in danger?"

Mystogan looked absolutely calm. The news that an unknown man pretended to be him obviously hadn't made him angry. He remained stone-still and silent for a minute.

"Well, that's interesting… I have never expected this," he said. After a few seconds silence he continued: "I will find out who is this impostor. Don't worry, master. Where are they at the moment? Tell me and I will go there. But there is one more thing… Give me your permission to take Mirajane with me. She will return here safe and sound, I promise."

"Why does he need Mira?" wondered Makarov. "Very well, but look after her," he said.

Mystogan nodded. He came near to the girl and touched her with his magical staff. Released from the powerful sleep magic, she opened her eyes and saw the masked man.

Her eyes widened in shock.

"Stand up and come with me," he commanded.

"M-Mystogan?" muttered Mirajane. "Is this you? Why are you here?"

"There is no time for explanations. You will understand later. Hurry up." He helped her to rise to her feet.

-ooo-

After Mystogan's leaving the sleep spell disappeared. Guild members woke up one by one.

"What happened?" wondered Macao.

"If I didn't know that Mystogan is on a mission outside the city, I would swear that he had been here!" said Cana. "Wait, where is Mira?" At the same moment she saw Makarov's terrified expression. "What is wrong, master? You don't look well!"

"This is not good… This is not good…" the guild master whispered.

"What is it?"

"It seems that we have an impostor in the guild," answered the old man as if he was speaking to himself. He didn't even look at Cana.

Everyone stared at Makarov. They didn't understand what he was talking about.

"An impostor?" repeated the brown-haired girl. "What do you mean? How is this possible? I don't understand! Who is he?"

"It is someone who pretends to be Mystogan! And now he is with Erza… Poor girl! Who knows who this man is…? Who knows what can happen!"

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