Harem

Inside the Fairy Tail guild hall, the magic sand table flickered intensely.

The eastern defense line on the holographic projection was squeezed tightly by a chaotic and violent patch of multicolored magical light, distorting the light and shadow of the entire coastline beyond recognition.

"Sunrise, what's going on your end? Why is the magical reaction so intense?"

Aside from the chaotic static of electricity, the only sounds coming from the crystal were the howling, muffled shrieks of a storm.

"..."

There was no sound from the Sunrise side, and Mavis frowned in thought.

The blonde little girl braced her tiny hands on the edge of the sand table, her large, bright green eyes fixed on the violently fluctuating light screen.

On the holographic map, the eastern battlefield was distorted, as the accuracy of the reconnaissance equipment was affected by powerful magic.

Mebius was conflicted, unsure whether he should pass the message on to others.

Erza and Mirajane had just taken their positions on the northern battlefield, and the situation was already tense.

If Mirajane finds out, she'll definitely run to the Eastern battlefield, and what if she encounters an ambush along the way?

Mirajane usually appears gentle and easygoing, but once her temper flares up when something happens to Riyao, no one can stop her.

If she were to force her way back, not only would the northern front be thrown into chaos, but she would also likely be surrounded by the other twelve Holy Shields on the way.

But it seems like I can't just not say it.

Moreover, this will affect morale.

This has really put Mebius in a difficult position.

The little girl held her head in her hands, pacing anxiously in front of the sand table, her tuft of hair bobbing up and down.

The members who remained in the guild were also aware that there had been a violent magical fluctuation on the Sunbeam side.

Makarov and the others watched as Mebis spun around in place, and he pondered for a moment.

The old man sat cross-legged on a high stool, reached out and pressed the communication crystal, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Mira, is the situation with the Senluo Dragon stable now? Shouldn't it still have enough magic?"

Mirajah, far away on the front lines, paused for a moment and looked up at the sky.

The hundreds-of-meters-long verdant dragon, formed entirely from the life magic of the sun, was coiled above the enemy camp, its green dragon scales gleaming in the morning light.

It charged into the enemy's ranks, and with a single breath, it blasted a vacuum into the enemy's densely packed formation.

Even the occasional damaged branches on the dragon's body were instantly restored by the infusion of life force.

"The Dragon of the Forest is perfectly fine. It's daytime now, so there's no need to worry about magic power."

Since the dragon is so lively and vigorous, it means that not only is the Sun Radiance safe and sound, but it also has the capacity to maintain the magical creations over extremely long distances.

Upon hearing Miradje's response, Makarov disconnected the call and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems there's no problem with the Sun's Radiance side. It's probably just that the magic power is too great, making the connection between the two sides unstable."

Mebius gave Makarov a thumbs up.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The previously somewhat oppressive hall immediately felt much more relaxed.

Continue to monitor the battle on this holographic map.

Mebius re-examined the sand table, his brow furrowing once more.

"That's completely wrong. The Twelve Aegis haven't all appeared yet. The longer this drags on, the worse it will be for us."

Apart from the frozen Val, the blasted Agil, the escaped Neinhardt, and the sleeping Brandish in the corner, most of the Empire's top combat power remains hidden in the mist.

"Hello, fairies."

A man in a sharp black suit suddenly appeared at the doorway.

He had his hands in his pockets, and there wasn't a trace of magic emanating from his body; even his breathing was so faint as to be almost imperceptible.

"Enemy attack!!"

Everyone immediately assumed a fighting stance, with Makarov standing in front of Mebis, flanked by Uru and Yin on either side.

The man in the suit placed one hand on his chest and bowed elegantly.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Jacob Reschoo of the Twelve Aegis, also known as the Assassin, and I am skilled in assassination."

The air fell silent for a second.

"What the hell? Assassins swaggering in front of the enemy?" Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Makarov's lips twitched. What kind of assassin would casually teleport to the front gate of the enemy's lair and then politely introduce himself?

Uru ripped off his coat, and magic surged from his body.

The tight vest accentuated her fit and sleek lines, while a chilling, icy magic roared forth!

"Forget about assassins, just... what's wrong with him?"

Uru's movements suddenly froze, and the ice blade in his hand stopped in mid-air.

Just moments before, Jacob had been cold and arrogant, but now his body suddenly stiffened.

Jack turned his head to the side, not daring to look at Uru.

The cold-blooded assassin in the suit had his eyes tightly shut, his hands flailing wildly in front of him, his face turning a deep purplish-red at a visible speed, and billowing white smoke rising from his head.

"Shameless, absolutely shameless."

Jacob roared through gritted teeth, his voice even carrying a hint of shame and indignation, as if he were about to cry.

"In broad daylight! How could... how could someone dress like that! It's utterly shameless!"

The Fairy Tail members looked at each other, exchanging bewildered glances.

Uru looked down at himself. It wasn't that blatant, was it?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a dangerously wicked smile playing on her lips.

"Oh! He's still an innocent boy, hehehe."

【Ice-themed Design - Harem】

As Uru raised his hand and waved it, the extreme cold magic in the air frantically condensed!

Click, click!

Ice sculptures appeared around Jacob, all dressed in swimsuits and posing seductively.

More than a dozen stunning ice sculptures dressed in revealing bikinis suddenly rose from the ground, each displaying its alluring figure, completely surrounding Jack.

Jacob blushed as he looked at this.

"The world is going to the dogs! This is utterly shameless!"

He waved his hands frantically, his whole body contorted as if he were a maggot.

Uru had already walked up to Jacob without him noticing.

She reached out and patted Jacob on the chest.

"Young man, it seems you have no resistance to beautiful women."

Jacob trembled violently and stammered as he tried to activate spatial magic.

"I...I just don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, his heart was frozen by Uru.

click!

Absolute zero, the extreme temperature, instantly pierced through his chest from his palm, and in the blink of an eye, all the magic, blood, and life force within Jacob's body froze into deep blue, eternal ice.

Jacob's eyes widened, and he fell straight down.

"If only all twelve Holy Shields were like this."

Uru clapped his hands and signaled the others to carry the body out.

Mebius relayed this news to the front lines, a piece of good news that would greatly boost morale.

The crisp voice echoed across all defenses via the reading network.

"Jacob Recho, one of the Twelve Aegis, is dead!"

A cheer erupted in the voice chat channel. Other guilds, having learned the news from Fairy Tail members, were also thrilled.

"Whoa! Another Divine Shield gone!"

"Fairy Tail is too powerful! Everyone, attack!"

On a bench in the corner of the guild hall, Brandish secretly pulled back a corner of the tablecloth, her lips twitching wildly.

Jacob is really unlucky; he usually doesn't even dare to look at himself.

Normally, even female mages wearing skirts would avoid the military camp, yet he dared to venture alone into Fairy Tail's den of dragons and tigers.

The green-haired girl silently covered her head with the tablecloth again and curled up on the bench, pretending to be dead.