Chapter 90 Bug Successfully Exploited! Mission Complete!
Chapter 90 Bug Successfully Exploited! Mission Complete!
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"No need, it's a small problem, I can handle it myself."
However, when faced with Makarov's "kind" help, Joseph Pola directly refused, appearing nonchalant.
"puff!"
If he could say all that without blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he would indeed look quite nonchalant.
"Are you sure you don't need to? You've already vomited blood."
An honest person spoke up out of concern; it was the bald-headed Jura Regis standing behind Granny Oba, the guild leader of "Snake Scale".
Jura Rekis pointed to the blood at the corner of Joseph's mouth, his face full of worry. Clearly, he wasn't deliberately causing trouble, but was genuinely worried that something had happened to Joseph Pora, and the situation looked quite serious.
Joseph Paula glared at the bald man, then turned and walked away without saying another word. His steps were unsteady, and he seemed about to collapse at any moment. It appeared that he had come to the meeting alone.
"Moen, is this guy alright?"
Watching Joseph Pora leave with a cold and stubborn expression, everyone started to worry. After all, no matter what, "Spectre Dominator" was a registered and official guild. What if the guild leader was killed during a routine meeting?
"He shouldn't be dead; his magic is powerful."
Moen gave an affirmative answer. Judging from Joseph Pola's current condition, he had at least stabilized the toxins in his body. His magic power was strong, and he could save his life even if he had to tough it out.
However, while he may escape the death penalty, he cannot escape punishment. His body will inevitably suffer some problems, and he shouldn't expect to grow stronger anytime soon. He should first cleanse his body of toxins.
Joseph Boral, who is only in his thirties, is still in the process of increasing his strength. Stagnation in his growth would be a huge punishment for him.
It's easy to imagine that Joseph Pola will hate Moen to the core from now on. Moen not only made a name for himself by stepping on his head, but also damaged his body and suppressed his growth in strength.
Under normal circumstances, if Joseph Paula continues to grow in a few years, he might be able to fight Makarov to a respectable level, and at least he won't be completely suppressed like he is now.
There's no way around it; the old man's strength is already unlikely to grow much further, while Joseph Pola's potential hasn't been fully developed. In theory, Joseph Pola's strength should definitely be getting closer and closer to the old man's; this guy's talent is quite remarkable.
Of course, getting closer doesn't mean we can surpass or defeat him; the old man hasn't even used his trump card yet.
"Mountie... he actually managed to make President Joseph suffer!"
As soon as Joseph Pola left, the venue became lively again. Pacas was chattering excitedly. That was one of the "Ten Wizard Saints"! He had actually been defeated by a peer of his, which made him both admire and envy him.
If only he were the one stealing the show here!
Of course, Pacas knew he didn't have the power. If he were to go up there, Joseph Pola's magic power from a single fart would probably kill him. Some things are just beyond our reach.
Looking at Moen, who was surrounded by the presidents and enjoying great prestige, Pacas's eyes were full of envy and deep respect.
There were many people like Pacas. The younger generation who came along to broaden their horizons all felt the same way when they saw Moen being fawned over. They had truly learned a lot this time, and their arrogance had been suppressed.
Which of these younger members who are able to attend the meeting with the presidents isn't a prodigy? Which of them isn't a future star?
But in front of Moen, no matter how talented or promising you are, it doesn't matter; you all have to step aside.
Genius is merely the threshold to meeting Moen! Future stars are only fit to shine in the background!
After learning that Joseph Borra was probably not dead, the guild leaders relaxed and began to gloat.
Everyone had their own opinions, but the main point was that everyone disliked Joseph Bora; that guy was truly hateful!
Seeing this, Moen felt a little uneasy.
If Joseph Bora were to die, the guild leaders certainly wouldn't gloat, as it would diminish their merit. But since he's not going to die, they can gloat to their hearts' content. How true that is!
While gloating over Joseph Paula's misfortune, the guild leaders didn't forget to praise Moen. The two were always done simultaneously, because putting down Joseph Paula inevitably meant elevating Moen, since Moen was another protagonist in the story.
"What exactly is that rose you're talking about, kid?"
Goldman asked Moen with a curious look. Bob and Oba were also very interested. That move could take down Joseph Bora, so it could definitely take down them as well. There was no doubt about that. Their strength was no greater than Joseph Bora's.
"It is a star rose that I created with magic."
Moen said with a smile, his main point being to talk nonsense.
Since his magic had no precedent and no written information, no one knew what the effects were or how it was used, so he could say whatever he wanted.
At this moment, faced with Moen's explanation, the guild leaders, including Goldman, Bob, and Oba, all believed that Moen's magic was indeed very special.
"What a promising young man! Makarov, you've really struck gold!"
The guild leaders looked at Makarov, who was standing to the side with a smug expression, and they were all filled with envy and jealousy.
It's one thing for his own grandson to be exceptionally talented and terrifyingly strong, but he also picked up a grandson who is a magical genius, even more extraordinary than his own grandson. How did all these good things happen to this old man?!
Makarov couldn't have been happier than when faced with the guild leaders' blatant envy and jealousy. This outcome was infinitely more satisfying than if he had slapped Joseph Pola a few times himself. Moen had really made him look good!
"That Joseph guy definitely won't be so arrogant anymore!"
Makarov sipped his drink and said happily, seemingly having found a perfectly intact bottle of wine from who-knows-where.
This incident will definitely severely dampen Joseph Bora's arrogance. That Joseph Bora has been restless ever since becoming one of the "Ten Wizard Saints," always looking for trouble and wanting to cause trouble for Fairy Tail.
Makarov had been putting up with him until now! Finally, he got his revenge!
"But Makarov, don't forget to fix the venue. It was you and Joseph Pora who damaged it, so you two are responsible for it."
While Makarov was having a good time, Granny Obaba stepped forward and brought up the matter of cleaning up the mess. Obaba Barbasama made it very clear that the other guilds present would not contribute money to this matter, and Fairy Tail and Phantom Lord must be responsible for it!
"Don't bother with your nonsense, old woman, of course I'll make amends! Go ask around and see if I've ever owed anyone money."
Makarov took another swig of wine and replied with great dissatisfaction.
Oba is such a chatterbox, making it seem like he'd never pay compensation. Is Makarov that kind of person?! Fairy Tail's annual compensation expenses are no small sum!
"You old hag! You're clearly older than me! And you call me an old woman! Share this!"
Grandma Obba was so embarrassed by Makarov calling her "old woman" that she immediately cast a spell on Makarov with a flick of her finger. The old man's body began to spin rapidly in place. This was Obba Barbasoma's magic.
"Haha~ Why did you have to provoke her?"
Seeing Makarov spinning around in circles with a wine bottle, the guild leaders burst into laughter, creating a rather harmonious atmosphere.
As it turned out, Makarov was a very easy-going old man; he spun around in circles, laughing uproariously himself.
He is a kind and friendly person. As long as others do not humiliate Fairy Tail or harm the guild members, he doesn't care if they make fun of him. The old man is long past the age of caring about his reputation.
After being praised by the enthusiastic guild leaders, Moen hid to the side. Taking advantage of the fact that the guild leaders' attention was drawn to Grandpa Makarov, he quietly squeezed out of the crowd and hid to look at his system.
[Ding! Mission "The Ten Saints Attack" has been completed!]
Mission Progress: Defeat Joseph Paula (Completed)
Do you want to claim the task reward?
The pop-up window for the 【Saint Seiya System】 had just appeared, and Moen had been ignoring it. Now that he had squeezed out of the window, he finally couldn't contain his excitement and opened the system.
'I actually managed to exploit the bug!'
Seeing the word "Completed," Moen felt relieved. Before everything was truly settled, he himself wasn't sure he could succeed. Fortunately, the system's judgment didn't seem to be that strict, and he actually managed to succeed by following Grandpa Makarov.
'But I also contributed; out of the combined 81 points, I should have scored at least a few.'
Moen thought to himself, and then he chose to accept the mission reward without hesitation, waiting to obtain his first "Gold Saint Seiya skill". However, on second thought, it didn't seem to count as the first one. "Diamond Dust" was not convinced!
"Buzz!"
As Moen chose to claim it, the system panel flashed. The acquisition of Gold Saint skills was significantly different from that of Bronze and Silver Saints, and the system even added a gorgeous special effect!
After a blinding flash of golden light, a magnificent golden door opened, revealing a constellation symbol.
Two large pincers extend, followed by a long, curved, spiky tail—it's a scorpion, the sign of Scorpio in the eighth house!
[Congratulations! The skill Scarlet Needle has been unlocked!]
The golden symbol disappeared, and a system pop-up appeared, indicating that the skill had been successfully unlocked—the deadly scorpion stinger!
(End of this chapter)
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