Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it was the year X780.
By this time, Precht had already succeeded Makarov and had been serving as the guild master of Fairy Tail for two months.
Well, even though Mavis tormented him for a hundred years, he still treated Mavis like his first love.
Among the Spriggan 12, it's hard to say whether Old Precht could win against the others, but against Larcade, he could definitely beat the crap out of him.
Larcade: "A pathetic hundred-plus-year-old man, completely devoid of physical impulses, a hopeless simp and eternal virgin! No boundaries at all, utterly repulsive."
Well, Old Precht, who possesses the Devil's Heart, has unlimited stamina, doesn't feel hunger, and doesn't get tired! At the same time, having fallen for Mavis at first sight, he no longer looked at other women, and therefore he has no clue what physical pleasure is...
In other words, Larcade's spells and magic are useless against Old Precht.
Even Larcade, whom even Ian and Gildarts couldn't defeat, seemed like a useless waste in Old Precht's eyes.
During this time, Precht couldn't let go of the fact that he was defeated by Gildarts.
Well, the young people of the Fairy Tail guild have all been led astray by Makarov, coming to deceive and sneak attack him, a hundred-year-old man. They are simply shameless and he hopes they will behave themselves.
In Precht's view, it wasn't a defeat, he was purely tricked.
As for having Precht's help...
Makarov was completely free now. He moved to the forest east of the Fairy Tail guild, becoming neighbors with Porlyusica.
In a small wooden house in the forest east of Fairy Tail's back mountain.
"Makarov, you bastard, who told you to come here?!"
Porlyusica held a broom and kept chasing away Makarov, who came here every day to freeload. Even though she was old, her temper didn't get any smaller, it actually got bigger.
"Hehehe..."
"Wasn't I worried that you'd be lonely by yourself?"
Makarov didn't care about Porlyusica's chasing, he said with a smile.
"Who said I'm lonely?"
"I'm very happy living alone..."
"I don't need the pity of you humans, these annoying mages!"
Porlyusica was stubborn. She was actually happy deep down that Makarov had retired, but she was still tough on the surface, acting like she disliked Makarov.
"Hehe~"
Makarov wasn't annoyed after hearing this.
Chasing girls, right~
Of course, you need to be patient and thick-skinned enough.
In terms of chasing girls, Makarov inherited the characteristics of his father, Yuri, and did not learn from his master, Precht, whose life consisted of nothing but training, boring and tasteless, like an ascetic monk.
Time flew by.
Three months passed quickly.
Precht had been the guild master of Fairy Tail for three months...
During these three months, Precht not only moved his real Devil's Heart, which he had placed in the dark guild Grimoire Heart, to the basement of the Fairy Tail guild, next to Mavis's body, the Fairy Heart, but his appearance also aged visibly.
"Ah..."
"I'm really fed up."
Precht rubbed his sore temples. In front of him were stacks of apology letters. Ever since Old Precht became the guild master of Fairy Tail, he had been faced with endless apology letters to write.
This was simply endless.
One day, Laxus would beat up an entire guild at a bar because someone got drunk and slightly disrespected Fairy Tail. Another day, Erza and the others would destroy half a town while carrying out a mission.
They demolished a dock today, a port tomorrow, a train station the day after tomorrow, and a city the day after that...
These Fairy Tail mages were like they were on steroids, endlessly causing trouble in the Kingdom of Fiore.
"I suddenly want to go back to Grimoire Heart."
For a moment, Precht seemed to start missing the days when he was the guild master of Grimoire Heart. Those were such easy and carefree days~
"So Makarov wasn't having it easy?"
Precht folded his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes, seemingly thinking about something.
"No! I have to find something for these Fairy Tail brats to do."
"Speaking of which, since I've returned to Fairy Tail, someone has to help me eliminate the traces I left in the dark world..."
Precht thought to himself, he had a plan in mind. He would use his personal name to send Fairy Tail members to eliminate all the branches of Grimoire Heart scattered across the Ishgar continent.
As for the executives of the Grimoire Heart guild, they had already received Precht's advance notice to report to the former Phantom Lord guild, which was now Lumen's Guardian.
However, not everyone in the large Fairy Tail guild was unaware of Precht's past actions.
"Yo! Isn't this Precht?!"
"Why are you back at Fairy Tail?"
"Aren't you playing house in your dark guild anymore?"
Currently, Warrod, the third seat of the Magic Council in ERA, after hearing that the guild master of Fairy Tail had changed from Makarov to Precht, took a special leave and traveled from the far east of the Ishgar continent back to the Fairy Tail guild.
"Warrod..."
Precht looked at the person who had come and narrowed his eyes slightly. Even his right eye, hidden under his eyepatch, was now faintly emitting a fierce light.
"Hahaha..."
"It's really been a long time."
However, the glint in Precht's eyes disappeared in a flash. He suddenly laughed out loud, walked up to Warrod, and greeted him with a smile.
But when Precht got close to Warrod's side, he squeezed Warrod's arm hard, his eyes seemingly carrying a hint of warning, signaling Warrod not to expose his identity in front of everyone.
"Warrod, I had no choice before, but now I just want to be a good person."
Precht's voice was very low as he spoke softly to Warrod.
"Hehe..."
"Then tell that to the council members and see if they agree to let you be a good person."
Warrod sneered, glared at Precht, and spoke coldly.
"..." Precht was slightly silent. Seeing that being soft was not working, he released his withered five fingers that were tightly gripping Warrod's arm, a look of ferocity in his eyes, and his words carried a warning: "Warrod, you're forcing me. I don't want to turn my blade against the entire council! You know, I have the ability to send all the council members to hell! Including Hyberion and Wolfheim! You can't stop me."
"Then are you going to send me to hell too?"
Warrod's voice was cold, and he raised his tone a few notches.
"Don't get in my way! Only I can protect Mavis."
Precht's expression was cold. In his eyes, Warrod was a coward, a coward who couldn't protect Mavis and chose to flee.
"You're full of shit."
"Don't think I don't know what you did to Mavis..."
Warrod spat out three words from his throat, blatantly cursing Precht.
"What are you guys doing?!"
Just as Warrod and Precht were confronting each other, the innocent and lively Mavis, at some point, came between the two constantly arguing Fairy Tail founders.
"Ahaha..."
"We're not arguing..."
"We have the best relationship!"
When Warrod and Precht noticed that Mavis had noticed them, they changed their previous confrontational stance. The two put their arms around each other's shoulders, looking harmonious, and spoke to Mavis.
Well, was it just an illusion?! The passing Fairy Tail mages seemed to see the shadows of Natsu and Gray on Warrod and Precht.
"It's been a long time since we've all been together."
"It makes me a little nostalgic..."
"If only Yuri were still alive."
When Mavis said this, her eyes became slightly red, which reminded her of some bad things! If it weren't for her mistake, Yuri and Rita should both be alive. She loved Yuri and Rita the most.
"Mavis, don't cry!"
"Yeah! Mavis..."
"Let's go find that guy Yuri!"
Precht and Warrod exchanged a glance and then said in a flustered manner.
"Go find Yuri?!"
Mavis looked up at Precht and Warrod in confusion.
"Let's go visit Yuri's grave!"
At this time, Precht was silent for a while and then spoke softly.
"Yes, that's all we can do."
Mavis lowered her head in disappointment. She thought Yuri could come back to life!
But that's right, no matter what, the dead cannot be resurrected.
Under the persuasion of Precht and Warrod, Mavis let go of the heaviness in her heart. The three of them came to the graves of Yuri Dreyar and Rita Dreyar.
"Drip, drip..."
Mavis looked at the photo of Yuri on the grave, who was smiling brightly, and tears fell like rain. She was so sad that she couldn't control herself. In her mind, she vaguely remembered the time when the four of them created the Fairy Tail guild together. It had only been a hundred years, but everything had changed.
"Sigh..."
"Yuri!"
Precht and Warrod looked at each other at this moment. They no longer had the previous tension. Yuri and Mavis could always calm the anger between the two of them.
"If Yuri were still alive..."
Precht looked up at the sky, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.
"Yeah! That idiot actually left this world before us."
Warrod sighed, his aged face full of sadness.
Not far from Warrod, Precht, and Mavis, three figures were silently watching them. These three were Makarov, Porlyusica, and Laxus.
"Just stay here, don't go over there..."
"Don't disturb the First, Second, and Senior Warrod."
Makarov folded his hands behind his back and spoke softly to his grandson, Laxus.
"I understand, Grandpa."
Laxus was exceptionally well-behaved today, without his usual arrogance.
In front of his great-grandfather's grave, Laxus couldn't be arrogant no matter what.
Behind Makarov, Laxus, and the others were a group of guild mages dressed in black formal attire, who had come to pay their respects to the founder of the Fairy Tail guild, and the only founder who had truly died, Yuri Dreyar.
Everyone was silently mourning under this heavy atmosphere.
For a time, the entire Fairy Tail guild was immersed in this sad atmosphere.
Today was perhaps the most peaceful day for the entire Fairy Tail guild, and even for the town of Magnolia.
Of course, these people who came to mourn Yuri Dreyar did not include Ian.
"Finally finished! Dragon Slayer Cloak."
Ian was holding three white cloaks made entirely of dragon scales. The function of these white cloaks was similar to the scarf around Natsu's neck, which was personally woven by the 'Fire Dragon King' Igneel using his own dragon scales. It had almost the same power and could resist the curse of 'Ankhseram' to a certain extent.
Although it couldn't directly resist the devouring of the 'Ankhseram' curse, after wearing this cloak, one wouldn't be indirectly devoured and lose their life.
As for the reason why Ian made these three cloaks, it was naturally to use the simulator to travel back in time and save Rita and Yuri from Mavis's hands.
These three cloaks were prepared for Yuri, Rita, and Makarov.
Yes, Ian didn't prepare cloaks for the second guild master Precht or Warrod, simps don't need cloaks because the love of a goddess never falls on a simp...
"Simulator, activate!"
Ian activated the simulator without any hesitation.
However, when Ian opened the simulator and saw the available simulation options, he was slightly taken aback.
Because, in addition to the original simulation timeline of the first guild master, Mavis, there was now another simulation object, which was the timeline of Precht Gaebolg.
Precht's request was also very simple, that was to save Mavis's son, 'Magic King' August, and to beat up the bastard who abandoned August, which was himself in the past.
Well, Precht didn't know that August was still alive and living well in the Alvarez Empire on the Western Continent, so his request was just to save August. If Precht knew that August was incredibly strong now, he would probably regret it even more.
"Can I combine these two simulations?"
Ian looked at the two simulations in his simulator and fell into thought.
After all, the timelines of these two simulations were very close, only a year apart.
"Simulate!"
After thinking for a while, Ian gave up thinking and started the simulation.