Fairy Tail: I Don’t Want to Be the President

Chapter 335: exhausted



Chapter 335: exhausted

Chapter 335 Exhaustion

"Crown of Embers, Crown of Insight!"

Although I don’t know what’s going on with the president, I want to put on the halo first.

The other three Ember Crown quotas will be added to the seriously injured first, which will always make them feel better.

"Lucy, are you okay?"

"Well, Mr. Rhodes and Miss Mira saved me. I'm sorry..."

The two sides are not on the same channel, but the questions and answers are surprisingly compatible.

Mira asked anxiously: "What's going on with the president?"

Erza couldn't speak.

"Let's talk about it later," Rhodes said, "Elfman, take the president to Grandma Porlyusica's place, right away."

Rhodes called He Crab over and asked Elfman to come up.

"Man!" Elfman said nothing nonsense and urged the crab to leave quickly.

He looks like a rough guy, but he is actually very good at taking care of others. You can rest assured that the president will let him take care of you.

"The two most seriously injured, come up here." Rhodes pushed Thor and Juvia down, "Kana, come and take care of them."

"good."

The two river crabs carried the seriously wounded and ran away, and the others only needed to retreat step by step.

The lightly injured ones walked in the front, followed closely by the more seriously injured ones, supported by a few reliable people, such as Macao and Wakaba, Alzak and Bisika.

The most capable people such as Natsu, Gray, and Loki took the rear.

At this time, Loki couldn't even care about his 'Rhode phobia' and 'Lucy phobia'.

Thor and Juvia, who had not yet woken up, asked them to carry them. If anything happened, they could be used as hostages or shields, as long as they could protect their companions.

As for the pursuers behind them, the twelve sharp-beaked birds were the first to reach them. Feather flying knives were thrown down one after another, and many people were hit and fell to the ground.

The Demon Swamp Frog jumps and spits out venom when it reaches a suitable distance. The more alert people can avoid it or take off their clothes immediately after being stained with the venom. The slower people can only scream.

Shadow wolves pounced into the crowd, and with their size, they could withstand even just a bump.

Stone beetles emerged from the ground, tripping a few people from time to time, or dragging people into the soil.

The Ghosts' people were not all idiots. After being caught off guard by the first wave of offensive, they immediately began to organize a counterattack, and the wild monsters began to reduce their numbers.

but…

A huge purple monster crashed into the crowd at lightning speed. More than twenty people took off on the spot, and the rhythm of the counterattack they had just organized was immediately disrupted.

What's more important is that such a big monster crashed into the crowd, and the ghost's morale was greatly damaged. The closer people were to it, the more they could feel the terrifying power of the collision. Even if they were not hit, they would almost be blown over by the wind.

Magic bullets, swords, fists and feet fell on the Canyon Pioneer, making muffled sounds. It might have an effect, but it couldn't be seen with the naked eye.

The pioneer just waved his tail unhappily, and several people were immediately swept out.

To make matters worse, there are two golems and two tree monsters behind.

Although smaller than the Pioneer, in this case, the four monsters walking side by side felt too oppressive.

Coupled with the constant stream of void worms jumping over...

Who, who just called Tamer? Who just laughed at the goblin strategist? Come on when he comes!

Does the word "strategist" emphasize "military" and not "division"?

Erza changed into the Heavenly Wheel Armor and shot hundreds of swords at the ghosts in one breath.

Mira received the Soul of Satan and fired black magic **** one after another at the enemy.

The last courage of the ghost members disappeared.

"Monster...monster!"

"Why are there more and more bugs?"

"The attack doesn't work at all!"

The pursuit quickly turned into a rout. The cadres didn't come because they had other plans, so they couldn't deal with these monsters.

There were nearly 200 people when they arrived, but only a few dozen escaped, and the rest were scattered in the fields by the roadside.

Most of the wild monsters disappeared, and before red and blue disappeared, double buffs were added to the three of them.

Two stone beetles stayed behind, picked up the three of them, and rushed towards everyone.

Erza and Mira went directly back to the guild, where they needed to calm people down.

Rhodes went to the Eastern Forest Tree House. The president may need his help in treatment.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Rhodes saw Elfman being kicked out.

Before the door closed, Rhodes rushed forward: "Mother-in-law, how is the president?"

Porlyusica threw the broom in her hand into the corner, turned around and entered the room.

This meant letting him in, and Rhodes quickly followed.

Elfman scratched the back of his head and stood waiting at the door. He felt that he was being treated differently.

The president, who usually looked amiable, was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed.

Today was the first time that Rhodes saw the old man's frail state. He could cast super powerful defensive magic at will, and he could turn into a giant and carry them for a walk at any time...

"It's wind magic. The effect is 'depletion'. It's a terrible magic that can cause a large amount of magic power to be lost in a short period of time."

Porlyusica directly began to talk about the condition and its cause, "For magicians, magic is like the source of life. The more powerful a person is, the more painful it will be when it is 'drained'."

She was so angry that she wanted to slap Makarov again: "That's what this idiot is like. If he acts as randomly as he did when he was young, he will only cause trouble for others!"

Rhodes automatically filtered out Granny Polyusica's words complaining about the president. This symptom sounded familiar to him:

"Is it magic power deficiency? Does that mean that as long as the magic power is restored, the president will be fine?"

"It's not that simple, but it does help his body recover, and at least it can alleviate the pain..."

Porlyusica glanced at Rhodes. She had some understanding of Rhodes' abilities, "I think his magic power has recovered a lot. Is it you who did it?"

"Yes!" Rhodes became happy. So restoring magic power is useful. The Crown of Insight has helped the president alleviate a lot of pain? This is the best news yet!

"Receive the Blue Carved Golem, the Crown of Insight!"

The space inside the treehouse was limited, so it was more appropriate to use reception than summoning, but even so, Rhodes' head still hit the overhead light.

Porlyusica picked up the broom and slapped him twice. Rhodes smiled and canceled the transformation to apologize to her mother-in-law.

Without that layer of hard stone ‘armor’, Porlyusica stopped fighting. She complained:

"Really, even you are so reckless. Fortunately, he still wants you to take over. You are so panicked at the slightest thing. Can you really take care of that troublesome guild in the future?"

Rhodes was stunned: "Is this what the president thinks?"

Porlyusica didn't want to pay attention to him, but she couldn't help but feel soft when she saw Makarov's sick look:

"He has been considering candidates for the next generation of president, but you are still far from it."

I've only been here for a year, and I'm not strong enough. To become a candidate for president all of a sudden is too...

As expected, everything this lousy guild does is messy, even a matter as big as the re-election of the president is so messy.

Rhodes took a deep breath: "I understand."

If the old man wants a calm and steady successor, then he should work hard in this direction.

"The president's vision is right, his ability and character are good, I won't let him down. But..."

Rhodes smiled and said, "He should sit in the position of president for another hundred years. He is more experienced in writing letters of apology."

"I don't want to be the president."

(End of chapter)


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