Chapter 49 - Chapter 51

Gildarts was sitting on the counter of the guild and drinking some apple juice. In front of him was a map that he had drawn himself, and it detailed the road he had traveled ever since he left home. beside the map played the badge his father had left him.

"Hey, gramps, have you ever heard of Paradise island?" Gildarts asked Makarov that was sitting on the same counter. Everyone in the guild called Makarov gramps so that wasn't something exclusive to Gildarts.

"hm? ye, it's rumored to be the home of Portgas D Dragon. Why'd you ask?" Makarov said and swayed back and forth almost falling off the counter.

"I wanna travel to it. Do you know where it is exactly?" Gildarts looked at Makarov, hoping to find some answers to the island's mystery.

"No. Mavis, the first guild master hinted at its location. But since then, no one has ever seen it or heard of it. Most people don't believe it exists because not even the wizard Saints that have searched could find it." Makarov said in a drunken voice, but a hint of seriousness could be detected in his voice.

"it exists. I know it does!" Gildarts said while smiling. Hope was glowing from the boy.

The drunken guild master looked at the boy in amusement. He knew something was off with Gildarts, but he just didn't know what it was yet.

"And how do you know that?" A random guild member asked from his position at one of the tables.

"I just do!" Gildarts said with determination.

"Well, if you say so.." He turned back to his table and continued eating.

"By the way, Gildarts. I know you're a wizard and all. But who taught you magic?" Makarov asked. He was fully paying attention and his swaying had stopped as well.

"No one. I don't really have any control at all, but i have been able to use magic ever since i was very young." He said with an innocent smile.

"And what kind of magic do you use, Gildarts." Makarov sensed the massive amount of magic that Gildarts little body held. And that was one of the reasons as to why he was so shocked when he saw him.

"I am not sure. But anything i want to break usually never lasts long. It all just gets crushed into oblivion." Gildarts said in confusion. His mom was no wizard so she couldn't teach him anything regarding that.

"oh, how about you show off it a little. Just try and summon a little bit of your magic power to your hand." Makarov said. He wanted very much to see how powerful this boys magic was.

"Okay, here i go." Gildarts held out his hand and called forth his magic.

*BOOM*

A table in front of Gildarts where members of the guild were eating at blew into thousands of pieces as soon as he called on his magic. Makarov's jaw dropped and so did the rest of the people present.

"WHAT THE HELL!?"

"MY FOOD!!"

"THAT WAS DANGEROUS!" The members at the table managed to not get hit. Lucky them because who knows if they could have survived this attack.

"That was splendid, Gildarts. You have amazing magic. Very powerful!" Makarov said with a full smile.

"Thanks, I almost destroyed my mom's house when I first used it. The whole community came together and helped rebuild it. But I remember my mom being more scared of me being hurt than about our house being in ruins."

Gildarts smiled and his eyes started to become red as he thought back to that time. He missed her a lot, but he still didn't regret that he left for this journey.

"She sounds like a fantastic mom," Makarov said while flashing a warming smile.

"She is the best," Gildarts said and stared into on the map, trying not to cry. He was easily overwhelmed with emotion and it had been like that all his life.

"What about your father?" Makarov asked with the same smiled on his face.

"I don't know him. But soon, I will meet him. I promised mom that I would find him and bring him home to her again." Gildarts said and took a deep breath.

"So he left you and your mom?" Makarov showed a sympathetic look since he had grown up in a similar situation.

"It's not like that. He was forced to leave. he's not a bad guy." Gildarts said while giving Makarov a look that said not to judge.

"I understand. I hope you find him someday." Makarov decided not to snoop, at least not yet.

"Okay, I'm gonna head out! Thanks for the juice." He said and packed his things down in his duffel bag.

"Where are you heading to?" Macao said from the side. He had been sitting beside Gildarts all this time, just listening in on the conversation and only sometimes understanding the context of what was said.

"A port city!" Gildarts said and Makarov smiled as he realized what that meant.

"Good luck. Let's see if you'll be the first." He said to Gildarts and he started drinking again.

"Bye! See ya later gramps," Gildarts said and ran out of the guild. And since it was early morning now, he should reach the port city before nightfall if he hurried.

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