I AM VENGEANCE!
After that whirlwind day with Levy, I trudged back home, clutching the reward from our latest clients. The guild was buzzing with chatter as usual, but I had a little surprise up my sleeve.
I strolled in, shoulders back, chin up, ready to drop the bombshell.
"Guess who's the first person ever to tackle five rookie quests in a single day?" I announced, grinning from ear to ear. The looks of disbelief and awe on everyone's faces were priceless.
Of course, luck played its part too. The quests conveniently clustered in the same location, making it a breeze to knock 'em out in one fell swoop. I quickly rushed back home after I was done showing off toward my new guildmate, now I need to show off to my sis. So I returned with pride like peacock returning it nest.
But my triumphant entrance was cut short by none other than Lucy, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Lucas, what on earth are you wearing? Did you splurge our savings without consulting me?" Her voice carried a hint of accusation and little anger.
Uh oh, busted.
I waved my hand dismissively, and my flashy outfit dissolved into my usual garb. "Relax, Lucy. It's just my Grimoire pulling some fashion tricks," I reassured her, flopping onto our bed with a dramatic sigh.
She shot me a skeptical look. "Your magic book conjures clothes now? That's not fair," she grumbled, a playful pout forming on her lips. "Imagine if it could hook me up too. I'd never have to brave the battlefield of shopping again."
I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Battlefield? Seriously?"
She nodded solemnly, as if sharing the secrets of the universe. "You bet. Shopping is war, my brother. The battlegrounds are crowded aisles, and the enemy? Middle-aged women with killer instincts for discounts. It's survival of the fittest out there, especially for young and beautiful girls like us."
Her deadpan delivery almost had me choking on laughter. But instead, I mustered up my most heartfelt expression and pulled her into a tight hug.
"You're a warrior, Lucy. A retail warrior," I declared, feeling a surge of affection for my dear sister.
And in that moment, I silently thanked the heavens that I was born male, spared from the battlefield of bargain hunting.
With the drama behind us, Lucy and I strolled through Magnolia's picturesque cobblestone streets, basking in the tranquility of the approaching dusk.
"So, you still haven't wrapped up your rookie quests?" I teased, shooting her a mischievous grin as we ambled alongside a serene river.
"Hey, give me a break. It's only been two days. I'm not as speedy as you," she retorted, her faux scowl betrayed by a genuine pout.
I couldn't resist the urge to gloat. "Well, guess who's already conquered all five? Yours truly. And if you need proof, just ask Levy," I boasted.
"Wait, what? How?!" Lucy sputtered, her disbelief palpable. Say what you will, but when it came to Lucy, honesty was non-negotiable. I may omit details or dance around the truth, but outright lying? That was a line I'd never cross, thanks to Lucy's teachings since I was a babe.
She's kinda drilled whole not lying thing inside my head since I was little boy. Now that I think about those rules Lucy always lectured me about, isn't that little messed up? I mean I know Lucy was also kid and she mean nothing malicious or harmful by it, but didn't she unknowingly conditioned me like robot?
Don't think about it Lucas, as long as it's not horrifying or disturbing, just ignore that kind of stuff with your adult mind and don't ruin my image of Lucy as the perfect big sister.
Because she is, I swear.
"Because I'm just that skilled," I replied with a smirk, relishing her stunned expression before earning a playful shove and an exasperated huff from my ever-competitive sibling.
As Lucy and I strolled along the riverbank, a catcall shattered the peaceful atmosphere. My blood boiled as some guy in a passing boat made lewd comments about my sister's attire, his buddies snickering in agreement.
"Looking good in that skirt, new girl!" A guy yelled at my sister with shout, rowing his small boat with his friends as they snickered together.
Aren't they gag characters that always talk to Lucy in anime? Asked the left side of my brain. Should I skewer them with my sword or blast them with my fireball? Asked the right side of my brain.
"You wanna meet your maker, punks?!" I roared, crackling with pent-up electricity, itching to fry their sorry behinds. And the fact that they were floating in a river, a perfect conductor for my lightning, only fueled my urge to unleash hell.
But before I could unleash my wrath, they panicked like scared rabbits, rowing away at breakneck speed, their boat practically sprouting wings.
"Aww, my little protector," Lucy cooed, wrapping her arms around me. "Should I start wearing even skimpier outfits to elicit more of your heroic displays?" she teased, batting her eyelashes playfully.
I shot her a deadpan look. "Try it and I'll chain you in my bed," I deadpanned, immediately regretting my choice of words. I meant to say room, not bed. Dammit.
A lewd grin spread across Lucy's face as she chuckled. "Oh, don't tempt me with a good time, bro. I might just take you up on that offer," she quipped, reveling in my discomfort.
I groaned, burying my burning face in my hands as Lucy delighted in my embarrassment.
"Why are you turning into such a perv lately?" I grumbled, trying to distract myself by examining the scenery around us.
"Maybe I've always been one, and you're just now catching on," Lucy replied with a smirk, leaving me to ponder the tragic reality of my life.
Rolling …..
You rolled: Doctor of Miracles [Touhou Project: Parasol Paradise]
You will gain the skills of medical professionals across all fields whose raw skill is unrivaled by any ordinary doctor. You however, take things one step further by seamlessly incorporating magic into your medical procedures as well. No disease or ailment, mundane or supernatural, will overpower you or your patients. Your specialty however, lies in making drugs, potions and tonics of any kind, as well as the skills to replicate or create more for an unimaginably wide variety of uses. As one would expect, you are not able to make medicines that would require a physically impossible process in order to produce, nor can you make the medicine if you do not have the ingredients.
Cost: 400CP
Roll failed, 100CP banked
Total: 400CP
Aw shit. Maybe buying that closet wasn't really a good decision but nah. That skin tight batsuit and pocket dimension that is bigger than the whole Guildhall of Fairy Tail with clothes inside a Supermarket like place is totally worth it.
I just need to be patient and I will eventually get good power up.
I groaned, lifting my head from Lucy's lap, squinting against the morning sunlight streaming through the train windows as we chugged along toward our destination.
Natsu and Happy were sitting across from us, but Natsu looked like he was about to melt into a puddle of sweat, his face a sickly shade of green thanks to his motion sickness.
Meanwhile, Happy was his usual chipper self, chattering away with us as if he didn't have a care in the world.
"Why'd you have to wake me up again?" I grumbled, rubbing my eyes and trying to shake off the drowsiness.
"Because you promised to help me, remember? And I really need your expertise for this one," Lucy replied, practically bouncing in her seat with excitement. "And guess what? The reward for this job is a whopping 100,000 Jewels! Isn't that incredible?"
"Aye, just think of all the fish we could buy with that!" Happy chimed in, his eyes practically sparkling at the thought.
Natsu managed to muster up a weak thumbs-up, but he still looked like he was on the brink of hurling. Note to self: learn some healing magic pronto. This motion sickness situation is getting old real fast.
And speaking of magic, why couldn't my basic package in Skyrim come with some decent healing spells? All I got was a bunch of vague distraction spells that I had to figure out on my own. It's enough to make a guy feel like a whiny brat. Ugh.
"What kind of job is this anyway? We're not about to take down a kingdom or commit any war crimes for a million Jewels, right?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
"Of course not," Lucy reassured me, her hand still absentmindedly tousling my unruly bedhead. Usually, I'd have brushed my teeth and tidied up by now, but I was still in a bit of a morning fog.
"We're just tasked with destroying a book, simple as that. Poof, and we're millionaires," she exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Destroying a book? Wait a minute, isn't that the Everlue mission? So she hasn't tackled it yet? Not that it matters much to me. Canon or off-screen, it's all the same. I've learned not to get too fixated on canon events. In this line of work, you can't afford to ignore the risks just because something isn't part of the main storyline.
This is very much real and I very much can die in an off screen job if I started to only focus on Canon events. As I said before, don't focus and rely on Canon, just use it like a guide, not a walkthrough cheat sheet.
"So, you're the one who hired us?" I inquired, my armored presence looming over the gentleman, who seemed a tad intimidated as he cleared his throat.
"Yes, and I want to extend my gratitude to the Fairy Tail guild for taking on this request," he replied respectfully, earning a nod of acknowledgment from me.
Why was I putting on this tough act, you ask? Well, folks tend to underestimate me when I'm not clad in armor and brandishing a sword at my hip. Having that imposing aura helps keep civilians from thinking they can push us around.
Don't get me wrong, being underestimated can work to our advantage, especially in battle. But when our own clients start thinking they can walk all over us, it's a whole different story. That's why projecting strength is crucial.
"You've got quite the tasty name there, Mr. Kaby Melon," Natsu chimed in, instantly breaking the tense atmosphere, with Happy echoing his sentiment.
"Um, thank you?" Mr. Melon replied, clearly taken aback before shaking his head.
I tuned out the rest of the conversation, knowing it would follow the same lines as in canon. Sneak into the property, destroy the book called Daybreak, collect our reward. Simple enough.
Moments later, we found ourselves outside the manor, leisurely making our way toward the nearby town. There wasn't much to do, so Natsu, Happy, and I strolled around aimlessly. Lucy said she had something to do and ran off, telling us to meet later when she will find us.
"So, are we really going through with this job?" I broached the topic, breaking the silence as both the Dragon Slayer and the talking cat looked at me in surprise.
"Why wouldn't we?" Natsu countered, tilting his head in confusion.
"Maybe you don't see the issue, Mr. Home Invader, but we're about to break into a duke's house, vandalize his property, and destroy his belongings. Don't you think that might land us in some hot water with the kingdom or the Magic Council?" I voiced my concerns, spelling out the potential consequences.
"Oh, don't worry about that," Natsu dismissed with a carefree shrug. "You and Lucy worry too much about everything."
I blinked at him, deadpanning, "Because we actually use our brains."
"Don't worry, Lucas. Once a job is posted on the quest board and accepted by our guild, it's been approved internally. And if anything does go wrong and official authorities have to intervene, the responsibility falls on the client who posted the request, not us, unless we go off the rails and commit crimes unrelated to the job," Happy explained, his usually cheerful demeanor tempered by the seriousness of the topic as he enlightened me on guild protocol.
Man, this world is exactly as I imagined it—rules, morals, and norms all vastly different from what I'm used to.
"Enough of this serious talk, let's go find some grub. I'm starving," Natsu suggested eagerly, his infectious grin lighting up his face as Happy chimed in with an enthusiasticAYE.
"You two head to that restaurant Lucy mentioned," I instructed, pointing out a prominent eatery in the bustling town.
"Why? What are you planning to do?" Natsu inquired.
I gestured toward a sizable building on the left, its signboard proudly displaying the words 'Gun and Magic' alongside images of fireballs, swords, and guns—a combination that piqued my interest instantly.
"As cool as the name sounds, this place is pretty much in the boonies. You won't find top-notch gear like you would back in Magnolia," Natsu commented, his tone taking on a hint of sleazy salesman all of sudden.
"Why the sudden interest in weapons and gear?" I asked suspiciously, narrowing my eyes at Natsu.
"Aye, that's unexpected. When did you start caring about gear?" Happy chimed in, his curiosity matching mine as he questioned his pink-haired comrade.
Natsu's expression darkened, a haunted look crossing his features as he hugged his bare torso, lost in thought. "Believe me, I'd rather settle things with my fists, but then there's Erza..." he trailed off, his voice tinged with a touch of fear, before abruptly walking away in a daze.
"Wow, he's really shaken up. What on earth did Erza do to him?" I asked Happy, who shot me a similarly haunted look.
"Just ask what she didn't do," he replied cryptically before spreading his angelic wings and soaring off toward Natsu, leaving me standing in front of the intriguing magic-weapon store.
Well, guess I'll figure it out later.
Rolling….
You rolled: Mirror World Transfer [Fate/kaleid liner PRISMA ILLYA]
You now know how to move into the Imaginary numbers region of a world. This allows you to move into a duplicate of the real world with nothing living there and any damage caused not harming the real world. The size of the area is restricted to the equivalent size of a football field.
Cost: 200
Purchase the roll?
Hell yeah, it was essentially Dr. Strange's mirror dimension, but with a touch of loli anime. And no, I wasn't still bitter about missing out on that class card from the same loli anime. Definitely not.
Without hesitation, I purchased the roll, parting with 200CP from my stash.
As the newfound knowledge and abilities flooded my mind, a grin stretched across my face, all teeth gleaming as I entered the shop.
Lucy found herself pleasantly surprised by how much fun this job turned out to be. As she slipped into the maid outfit Lucas had handed her, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Turns out, his Grimoire was a lot more generous with clothing options than she had initially thought.
The previous night, when her brother summoned what seemed to be a run-of-the-mill wardrobe, Lucy's curiosity had gotten the better of her. When she swung open the door, she was greeted not by rows of clothes, but by a portal leading to a dimly lit warehouse. It was like stepping into a surreal fashion wonderland, with clothes of every style and variety hanging suspended in mid-air.
From elaborate superhero getups to playful maid uniforms and even some seriously scandalous attire, the place had it all. It was a mishmash of fantasy and reality, with every garment seemingly more outrageous than the last, some even from similar to costumes straight out of her brother's beloved comics.
Lucy had requested a few specific outfits, but Lucas had insisted that she could take her pick of anything in the warehouse. And he said it with such genuine sweetness that it made Lucy's heart flutter. She couldn't help but fantasize about tasting those honeyed words along with his lips, but she knew her brother wasn't quite ready for that level of closeness.
Still, a girl could dream, couldn't she?
"Hey guys, how do I look?" Lucy asked cheerfully, her three companions—Natsu, Happy, and Lucas—all freezing in their tracks, momentarily forgetting about their breakfast as they stared at her in astonishment.
"What would you like for dessert, master?" she purred playfully, swaying her hips as she approached, eliciting shocked looks from the other patrons nearby.
Her brother, ever the baby, covered his blushing face, peeking out from behind his fingers every now and then.
"We were just joking about Everlue hiring a new maid," Natsu whispered to Happy, who nodded in agreement. "But she took it seriously."
Excuse me? Lucy wanted to scream. She could hear them just fine, thank you very much.
"But it's too late to tell her it's a joke now. Let's—" Natsu and Happy's banter was abruptly cut off as Lucas's fist came crashing down on their skulls like the hammer of a wrathful god.
"You bastards! Don't ruin this magnificent sight!" he bellowed, sending both mages tumbling to the ground. "This magnificent sight may or may not come, so let me just stay here for eternity."
Oh my, she liked his this new poet side more.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, Lucas produced a cheer board with a big, perfect ten sign.
"You look beautiful, Milady. That fat Everlue won't know what hit him," he said, his tone softer this time, wisely refraining from mentioning their break-in at the duke's house in the middle of a restaurant.
"Aww, I knew you'd appreciate true beauty, Lulu," Lucy giggled, burying his face into her ample bosom as he struggled to break free from her embrace.
This big baby, Lucas could have easily broken out of her hug with his strong muscles, but he seemed content to pretend to struggle, relishing the closeness for as long as he could.
If her composed brother, who hadn't even been interested in the opposite gender a year ago, could be charmed by her beauty, then what chance did a middle-aged duke stand? This would be a piece of cake.
A few moment later
"No, get lost, ugly," the pudgy man with an unfortunate haircut bluntly stated, turning his back on them and walking away without a second glance.
"You heard him, get out of here, ugly," the gorilla-like maid chimed in, her massive masculine body and gaunt face not doing justice to the maid uniform she was wearing.
Being called ugly by these freakshows hit Lucy harder than she expected, like a sharp arrow piercing her heart.
"Listen," the duke interjected, turning around and rubbing his mustache, "elite men like me can only be surrounded by beautiful girls like these."
With his words, five women seemingly emerged from the earth, the most hideous Lucy had ever seen, fawning over the man as he basked in their presence.
And the worst part? The duke meant every word of it, with not even a hint of the usual middle-aged lust as he looked at Lucy's bust or ass.
Minutes later, Lucy found herself sitting under a tree, enveloped in a cloud of depression.
"Man, you're so usele—!" Natsu wisely stopped mid-sentence, feeling the death glare of a thousand suns from Lucas, who panted like a wild animal, daring him to finish that word.
Lucy was jolted awake as a pair of hands grasped her head, lifting it up to meet her brother's innocent blue eyes, which seemed to peer into her soul.
"You're beautiful, sis. Don't doubt yourself because of men like him. You may not be a beauty queen, but you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen in my life," Lucas confessed, his words sincere and without hesitation, his face devoid of hidden emotion.
It was as if he were stating a simple fact, like saying the sun was hot and the sky was blue.
The dark cloud that had hung over Lucy's heart and head instantly dissipated, replaced by the warmth of her brother's words. Her face erupted in a blush, her lips parting in disbelief.
"Really?" she asked, her heart swelling with emotion.
"Yup, swear it on my life," Lucas replied.
Lucy felt like she could just melt at hearing those words again. And if anyone tells you there was heart in Lucy's eyes when she looked at brother, they were probably seeing things, yup.
"Okay, guys, the maid plan is a bust. I give up," Lucy declared, her depression finally lifted but still wearing a somewhat sad expression as she pouted at the outcome.
Natsu slammed his palm and fist together, sparks of fire dancing around him as he commanded all of our attention.
"Yosh! Let's move to Plan T," he declared with determination.
"Yeah, that old man is going to pay for insulting my beauty," Lucy agreed, her resolve firm.
"What's Plan T?" I asked, feeling the excitement building within me as I was easily hyped up by Natsu's enthusiasm.
"T stands for taking by storm!" Happy supplied, causing us to nearly facepalm at how straightforward the plan sounded for such a complex job.
"No, no, no. We are not doing that," I interjected, waving my hands in disagreement. "Did you forget about our Ninja plan when we took down that Bora guy?" I reminded them, earning interested looks from the two veteran Fairy Tail wizards.
Leaning in, I wrapped my arms around Natsu in a big hug. "And this time, the ship won't be here to ruin your adventure as two cool and badass ninjas."
Instantly, both Natsu and Happy were sold on the idea, with Lucy sending a thumbs-up my way.
In the quiet hallway of Everlue mansion, the sound of three sets of footsteps echoed softly. The trio moved swiftly and silently, their bodies clad in skintight black fabric that left little to the imagination.
The muscles of two men and the generous assets of a single woman were clearly visible beneath the fabric as they navigated the corridors. Their faces were concealed by cowls with animal-like pointy ears, revealing only their lower faces.
As they moved, their capes fluttered behind them, each adorned with the symbol of a bat emblazoned on their chests.
"I'm vengeance," I growled in a gruff tone, the blonde-haired vigilante beside me continuing, "I am night," in a sultry tone that sent shivers down the spine.
"And I am Batcat," the blue-furred feline responded with a playful purr.
"And I am a Dragon Ninja Bat," the pink-haired crusader chimed in, his voice filled with excitement as he leaped into action.
"And we are Batmen," we declared together in unison, before bursting into laughter like a group of mischievous children.
This was far more exhilarating than I had anticipated. These Batsuits weren't just for show; they were the real deal, each one enhancing our abilities beyond those of ordinary humans and all of us were already being above average human in all stats to begin with.
And with a plethora of gadgets at our disposal, including smoke bombs and batarangs, we felt unstoppable as all of us were getting hang of gadgets like gliding Cape and grappling hooks.
If only there were symbiotes in the DC universe like there were in Marvel. But for now, we would make do with what we had and continue our mission to bring justice to the world.
We were nowhere near Batman's level of skill, but after just an hour of practice, we were getting the hang of it and having a blast.
"Who is Batman anyway? I've never heard of a hero like him," Natsu asked eagerly, fully immersed in his ninja fantasy as he leaped around with a cape and grappling hook.
"He's a dark hero, who lives in the shadows, fights in the shadows, and delivers his own brand of justice in the shadows. Hell, he is the shadow!" I hyped up one of my favorite heroes from Earth, though sadly Earthland had no superheroes from Earth, only their own original comic book heroes.
While they weren't bad, they just couldn't compare to the likes of Marvel and DC.
"Okay, boys, we can play twenty questions later. First, we have to find the book and get out of here before we're spotted," Lucy reminded us, the voice of reason in our group of morons.
As planned, Lucy and Natsu turned left while Happy and I turned right, splitting up to search the vast mansion for the library.
"Hey, Batcat," I called out to my flying partner for the job.
"Yes, Batman?" he responded, using our codenames.
"Do you see these golden statues around us?" I asked.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"What do you think will happen if we rob this duke?" I inquired, my greed barely concealed.
"It would be robbery," he answered easily before turning to me. "But aren't we supposed to be the dark defenders of justice?"
"We are, but what if I told you this duke is a criminal and will be arrested the moment we finish our job?" I countered, my hidden desires surfacing.
Hey, don't judge. I'm only human after all.
"Nope, as your senpai, I forbid it," the cat said, attempting to sound intimidating, but his cuteness made me pause.
"Don't get me wrong, robbing a criminal can be fun and all, but I can't just trust you based on your words alone. The consequences of being wrong could land us all in trouble, including our guildmates. So let's not risk it until he's proven guilty," he reasoned.
As much as I wanted to argue, the cat was right. He had every reason to be cautious since the repercussions of our actions could affect everyone in the guild if we were wrong.
"But what if Duke Everlue is proven to be a criminal and the worst human you've ever met by the time this is over?" I pressed.
He grinned back at me, his fangs bared. "Then I'll personally join you and become a cat burglar," he replied with a mischievous smile, showing his playful nature with a pun.
After a bit of searching, Happy and I were disappointed to find nothing of significance except for some exaggerated golden statues and luxurious rooms.
Apparently, according to Happy, stealing food wasn't as big of an issue as stealing other valuables, so we indulged in a feast of meat, fruit, juices, and fish, bonding over our impromptu lunch.
Surprisingly, nobody interrupted our mealtime, leaving me to wonder where Virgo and the duke were, as well as the whereabouts of those two mercenary guys.
Crash!
"Oh shit," my ears easily picked up an explosion below, jolting me into action.
"Language," Happy scolded immediately, picking food from his teeth with a fishbone.
"We've wasted too much time up here. Natsu and sis are duking it out down there," I explained, earning a serious look from Happy as he stood up.
"Batman, get ready. We're going to back them up," the Batcat declared, his cape fluttering as two angel wings erupted from his back. With a swift motion, he grabbed my shoulder, and we were airborne, Batcat functioning like my personal jetpack.
"Woohoo!" I shouted as we soared through the hallway, dodging pillars, walls, and statues like we were playing Mario Kart.
Eventually, we dove down the stairs and spotted Natsu, Lucy, and Cancer, surrounded by two mercenaries wielding a frying pan and a sword, along with the giant gorilla maid and Duke Everlue himself, whose laughter echoed like something out of One Piece.
Cancer, a celestial spirit like that gorilla maid over there, was undoubtedly one of the best spirits I'd bonded with since childhood.
"Bro!" I shouted cheerfully, fist-bumping Cancer easily as I landed beside the tanned Caesar-wielding spirit.
"Bro, you arrived just in time," he said, his voice deep and grave, even though he sounded emotionless and curt, I knew he was just as happy to see me.
"Dragon Bat, are you okay?" Happy asked with concern, landing on Natsu's shoulder with fighting spirit as he glared at our enemies.
"Boyoyoyoyo," the Duke laughed in his peculiar manner. "There's no need for codenames and costumes, you Fairy Tail scum," he said dramatically, pointing at us before shouting, "Do you take me for a fool?!"
Rolling…
You rolled: Medium Kit [Mermaid Melody Pichi Pichi Pitch]
The perfect kit for becoming a fortune teller, or so it seems. The outfit and crystal ball will fool people into thinking you are a fortune teller, but it grants you no actual abilities as a seer. However, you can use your crystal ball to imprint single suggestions into individuals seeking advice, such as telling them to throw their most prized possession into the ocean. After the victim follows the action, he or she will regain control of herself, and may very well change her mind.
Cost: 200 CP
Purchase the roll?
100CP Banked
Total: 400CP
No! I'm surrounded by enemies, what's I'm gonna do with fake fortune telling? I doubt they will stop if I say some bullshit like see their future grim if they continue to fight us or something.
"I mean, you aren't?" Lucy gasped dramatically. "With your tastes, I thought you were mentally disabled, like your height or something."
Great trash talk, Lucy, I thought sarcastically. No way a lame insult like that would affect a duke who has likely heard worse insults in the game they call politics.
"How dare you?! I will have you hanged, you whore!" He screamed. "Virgo, Vanish brothers! Demolish them!" he commanded.
"Natsu, take out the Gorilla Maid. She's the strongest physically here, and only you can match her. Cancer, help Lucy take out Duke Everlue. He's a celestial mage and some kind of ground-diving mage, so be careful. I'll face these two mercenaries," I barked orders instinctively, and surprisingly, they all followed, charging at their assigned opponents with war cries as we split up.
"Look, brother, I think this little kid thinks he can take us on," the shorter one, likely the older brother, said to his taller, younger sibling.
The taller one smirked back in confidence. "Let's show this little punk underestimating us."
I narrowed my eyes as they charged. Why were they coming at me with frying pans of all things? I felt like I was missing important details. Had I really begun to forget small details about this world?
"Fireball!" I chanted, casting a spell as a fireball shot out of my open palm.
But instead of any warning signs from my enemies, they just smirked.
I widened my eyes in surprise as they easily countered my fireball, the frying pan absorbing it before spitting out an even bigger fireball in my direction.
I opened the Great Wheel, time slowing down as a few weapon options appeared in my vision. I dove to the left in slow motion, observing every detail around me.
Oh, I remembered now. Weren't these two the ones who got one-shotted by Natsu after they tried the same thing on him?
Time sped up again as the Great Wheel disappeared, leaving my sword in my hands.
"You're fast, I admit that, but you wizards are all physically weak—Ahhh!" The shorter brother's speech turned into a shriek of pain as I rushed, getting into a guard stance as my sword inflicted shallow slash damage on his torso.
"You can't be a mage and fight like that," the taller brother said, charging at me with an overhead strike with his sword.
I smirked, blocking his sword with mine in a classic sword block, turning it into a sword fight. "Watch me. I'm not like the rest of you, limiting myself either physically or magically."
Suffice it to say, these two didn't live up to their reputation as they were easily overpowered by me when I started using both my sword and Chain Lightning at the same time.
Turned out that frying pan doesn't reflect electrical charges at all.
Well, sucks to be you, I guess.
Now I had some Celestial Spirit's ass to kick because how dare that Gorilla call my sister ugly.
Screw future nakama shit and all that. She insulted my sister, so now she was going to get punished so hard she would never forget it for the rest of her immortal life.