Gray and Lyon looked at Ur in this state, their hearts aching. They had never heard of Ur's past before, and they didn't expect it to be like this. It turned out that Ur had a daughter... It was because she lost her daughter that she had placed her hopes on them. But now, Ur's daughter was not dead. Seeing the ecstatic and tearful expression on Ur's face, she was resolute in saying that she would go find her daughter. But what about them... what should they do?
For a moment, the two were at a loss for words, and the food in their mouths suddenly lost its flavor.
The years of pent-up frustration within Ur dissipated, and an unconscious wave of magical energy began to emanate from her, seemingly increasing significantly. Ur also noticed this and quickly restrained her aura. With a smile, she looked at Gaal and said, "Thank you, Gaal."
Gaal replied, "It was just a small effort."
"By the way," he continued, "do you have some of your daughter's clothes? Are there any strands of hair or anything we could use to look for her? I can make a tool for you. It can guide your direction."
Upon hearing this, Ur's eyes brightened, "Yes! Just wait a moment!"
Ur ran to a nearby small house and opened a dusty old wardrobe. She carefully searched through the preserved clothes for her daughter's hair. Soon, she found a few fine strands of hair and excitedly ran back to Gaal, saying, "Is this enough? I can find more if needed!"
She looked at Gaal with anticipation.
Gaal smiled and nodded, "This is enough." He then took the strands of hair with his right hand. Turning his left hand over, a piece of square paper, slightly larger than a thumb, appeared.
The drop of Ur's blood that had just fallen onto the table rose back up, merging with the strands in Gaal's right hand, emanating a faint blood-red glow as it fused onto the paper in his left hand.
Afterward, the thumb-sized piece of paper fell onto the table, trembling slightly towards the east. If one didn't look closely, it was almost imperceptible.
But in such a quiet environment, Ur and the others were staring nervously at the paper that had fallen on the table, making it easy to notice the slight movement.
They were still a bit puzzled, when Gaal pointed his hand, and the square piece of paper floated up, landing in Ur's palm.
Ur opened her hands and carefully received it, watching the paper settle in her palms.
Gaal explained, "This thing is called a Life Card. It has fused your daughter's hair and your blood; through the blood bond between you two, it will guide you in the direction of your daughter. The direction it trembles towards is where your daughter is.
The Life Card is trembling towards the east, but it's almost imperceptible. This indicates that you are currently very far apart. The closer you get, the stronger the card will shake."
Upon hearing Gaal's explanation, Ur's expression was filled with excitement as she looked at the card in her hand; it seemed like her everything.
Gray and Lyon were wide-eyed.
Such a thing... is it even real?!
Can magic be used like this?
Ur carefully put away the card, feeling a surge of determination, she looked at Gaal seriously and said, "Thank you."
Besides gratitude, Ur didn't know what else to say.
Gaal chuckled, "It's nothing. But since you witnessed your daughter's death with your own eyes back then... Anyone who dares to deceive a mage like you... The power behind them should not be underestimated. The curse just now was only for an instant, but it almost got noticed by a powerful mage over there. It should be a gathering place for some powerful dark guild."
Ur's expression grew serious as she nodded.
Her strength was considered formidable in this northern part of Ishgar.
But to be deceived so easily...
Clearly, there was a conspiracy at play.
However, there was no time to investigate now; finding her daughter was the priority.
"Wait until I find her. I'll definitely uncover the truth."
Then Ur turned to Lyon and Gray, apologizing, "I might have to speak out of turn, Lyon, Gray."
"I can't continue to teach you here."
Lyon and Gray felt a pang of panic:
"Ur..."
Seeing their flustered expressions, Ur suddenly smirked, "I can only teach you on the way."
"Do you want to come with me to the east?"
Lyon and Gray didn't expect Ur to suggest this.
They both let out a sigh of relief, realizing Ur had played them, and Lyon blushed in embarrassment, "What a way to put it! Not finishing in one breath is just too sneaky! Then I begrudgingly accept. How about you, Gray?"
Gray looked at Ur and Lyon, opening his mouth, wanting to go with them.
But when he thought about how his recklessness almost got Ur and Lyon killed by Deliora, he felt a wave of shame and couldn't face Ur or Lyon anymore.
He clenched his hands under the table and slowly lowered his head.
Lyon noticed something was off:
"Gray?"
Ur looked at Gray, her expression softening as she understood what he was thinking and said, "Gray, there's no need to blame yourself. You are my disciple; how could I just stand by and watch my disciple get hurt without doing anything?
This is my choice. I believe that one day, when you become a master, you will also choose this way. Besides, aren't we all sitting here well? So lift your head."
Gray's body trembled as he slowly raised his head, looking at Lyon and Ur, saying, "I..."
But he still couldn't bring himself to say it.
The guilt of almost getting Ur and Lyon killed couldn't just vanish with a few words.
Even though Ur and Lyon didn't mind, Gray still couldn't let himself off the hook.
The room fell into silence, only the sound of boiling water in the pot echoed.
Seeing this, Gaal finally spoke up:
"Ur's journey to find her daughter won't be smooth. I could sense the strong dark magical energy over there when the curse was cast. Since you feel ashamed of your weakness, having almost put your master and brother in danger. Then you should strive to become stronger. One day in the future, you can stand up to protect your master and brother."
Gray's heart trembled as he looked at Gaal and asked, "Really?"
Gaal shrugged, "Of course."
Lyon's eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to Gray, "Huh? Do I need him to protect me?! I am the strongest disciple of Ur! Gray, you should let me protect you instead!"
Ur couldn't help but twitch her mouth.
Smack!
She gave Lyon a light slap on the head.
Really, this stupid disciple.
Can't he see that Gaal is trying to encourage Gray?!
Gaal's words had an effect; hearing Lyon say that, Gray took a deep breath:
"No, Ur's strongest disciple will definitely be me. When we meet next time, I will protect Ur."
Lyon paused, "Aren't you coming with us?"
Gray's mind flashed with memories of the powerful beings Ur had mentioned in the western countries and Gaal easily defeating Deliora, his determination solidifying:
"I want to go to the west. Ur mentioned that there are many strong people on this continent, especially in the western countries. I want to go there to become stronger. Strong enough to protect Ur."
Gray's voice rang out decisively.
No one doubted the unwavering will behind his words.
Ur looked at Gray, a slight smile appearing on her lips:
"Good. I look forward to that day. And for becoming stronger, there's no better place than Fairy Tail. That guy Gildarts, along with Gaal, are from that guild."
Gray's gaze became resolute:
"My goal is there."
He then turned to Gaal, asking, "Mr. Gaal, what are the requirements to join Fairy Tail?"
Gaal scratched his chin and replied, "There's no real requirement."
"You walk to the Fairy Tail guild, push the door open, and say you want to join the guild. Then someone will stamp you with the Fairy Tail seal."
Gray's determined expression faltered:
"Ah... huh???"
This... why does it feel so rushed?
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