Chapter 95: Vacations.

Chapter 95: Vacations.

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[Jellal Fernandes. POV]

The cold stone floor of the Magic Council hummed under my boots as I strode through the grandiose halls. Tall, imposing statues of past leaders loomed overhead, their stony gazes stern and indifferent. The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.

In their shadows, I feel an ironic sense of comfort. Their oppressive air suited my purpose, my mission. It reflected my own spirit, my own intentions.

Ultear is at my side, her expression one of contained excitement. The glint in her eye says it all, anticipation, determination, a shared yearning for completing our task.

Finally, after so long, the time was coming.

It was exhilarating, sharing this path with someone who understands.

"Ultear," I said, my voice echoing in the cavernous empty hallway. "The Tower is almost complete, so it's time we start making the preparations."

A slow grin spreads across her face at my words, her red eyes gleaming under the dimly lit chandeliers. "If everything goes according to schedule, we should be ready to activate the tower in less than two months."

The very mention of the tower sends a pleasant chill down my spine. The tower was the symbol of our devotion to Zeref, as well as our weapon against those who were too blind to see the truth.

A monument of Zeref's might.

At this, my aura darkened as the air around me grew heavy with my power, as my magic pulsated, eager to burst forth, smiling, I let out a short laugh, a hollow sound that reverberates off the cold, gray walls. "Good, see to it that nothing slows us down,"

The time to make Adam pay was coming.

He who had denied this world of meeting Zeref once, would pay for his actions at my hands.

I smiled, gritting my teeth.

The mere thought of acquiring my vengeance, of dealing upon him the retribution that was long overdue, filling me with nothing but utter delight.

"I will," Ultear replied with a wicked grin. "Rest assured, Jellal, our victory is simply inevitable."

It was.

After so long.

It was.

Now that all the pieces were in place, it was simply a matter of crushing everyone else.

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[Adam C. POV.]

[1 Month Later.]

The steam from the bubbling pasta sauce I was making had just begun to fog up my windows when a crash echoed through the house as the sturdy wooden door that kept the outside world, well, outside, splintered into a thousand pieces and fell inwards, revealing a motley crew of familiar figures.

Erza.

Lucy.

Happy.

Gray.

And Cana.

Goddamn it! What do they have against doors, my doors specifically!

"So, why were you in her bag?" I asked Makarov, finding myself unable not to.

"Why not?" Makarov responded with a shrug.

Why not?

That was his answer.

Hahaha.

Fair enough.

I couldn't help but chuckle at his response. Leave it to Makarov to pull something like this.

"Adam," Lucy approached me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yes?" I asked, turning to her.

She gave me a small smile. "Thank you for talking with Loke, he needed that, he might not say it, but I will."

I guess that means everything went according to canon for the little Lion. Good, he didn't deserve to die for a shit like his previous master.

I returned her smile. "It wasn't much, in fact, I'm pretty sure he didn't like what I had to say, but nevertheless, you're welcome."

"Yeah, he didn't seem happy with your opinion on the matter," Lucy acknowledged with a chuckle. "Still, you helped him, and for that, I am forever grateful."

I felt a sense of warmth spread through me at her words. She truly was a nice girl, wasn't she? She might not be strong, but she's the partner the celestial spirits deserve, because she's someone who cares.

"Very well, let me get my wallet and we can leave," I said, grabbing my wallet from the counter.

"Just your wallet?" Lucy asked with a raised eyebrow. "Shouldn't you pack for the trip?"

Pack for the trip? Ha! Amateur, and poor.

Peak travel performance is taking nothing with you, but your money, that way shit doesn't get in your way.

Need clothes? Buy some! I mean, that's a part of going on vacation, spending some of your money, ideally money that is in no way close to driving you broke.

"Whatever I need, I will buy," I replied, holding my wallet high before putting it in my pocket. "Besides, I don't need much, I'm a very lightweight traveler."

"Like me!" Erza nodded with a beaming smile.

No Erza, you're not, in fact, your backpack is legally considered a real estate property in some towns.

I'm pretty sure that in the capital there are apartments smaller than her backpack.

"You're not," Lucy and I said in unison, causing Erza to huff indignantly.

"This is me traveling light! After all, I need to be prepared for any situation!" Erza protested, crossing her arms.

"Sure, like the time you brought a portable two story kitchen to our camping trip," I retorted with a grin.

Erza rolled her eyes. "You guys just don't appreciate my foresight."

Lucy giggled, "A two story kitchen, how is that possible?"

"I'm not sure," I muttered thoughtfully, which was honestly very concerning seeing my powers revolved around space manipulation, and still, I couldn't figure out how that worked.

"Don't question it," Makarov interrupted my train of thought. "Just leave at. Erza has her ways."

Erza nodded proudly, seemingly happy that someone acknowledged her unique talent.

"Hey Adam, now that you're coming, let's fight!" Natsu exclaimed, flames igniting around him.

"If anything in this house burns, I will shove my foot so far up your ass your flames will taste like my boot," I said, giving Natsu a warning glance that left no room for argument.

Natsu chuckled nervously, quickly extinguishing his flames. "Ok."

"Good," I said, turning to face the rest of the group. "So, where are we headed?"