Chapter 324, Yevlit, No Academic Achievements

Dome·Fla Bird.

The seats were packed.

“Although I spent money and bought expensive tickets to come in, I heard that Fairy Tail Guild did not participate. I am a little disappointed.”

“Didn’t they disband?”

“Do you really believe it? I also know some things about wizard guilds. Many guilds gather together to form a home-like atmosphere. Fairy Tail is so united and everyone is like family. How could it be possible that they suddenly disbanded completely?”

“If you put it that way, it is true.”

“They must have encountered trouble.”

“What kind of trouble can force the strongest guild like Fairy Tail to disband? Even the Balam Alliance can’t do it.”

"Fight the black dragon?"

"Then you are a bit humorous. The black dragon cannot be defeated by human power. It is a natural disaster and a punishment from the gods."

"Didn't the black dragon attack Fairy Tail before on Tianlang Island? Maybe that was when they had a grudge."

"The black dragon also appeared at the Gate of Hades, and it is said that it was injured and left."

"Is their guild really going to fight the black dragon?"

"Maybe, after all, although the guild is very strong, many people's brains don't seem to work well."

"Is it okay to say that?" Just as the audience was discussing, someone interrupted from the side.

The audience who said this turned around and saw a young man dressed as a magician sitting next to him.

Wearing a black and red tuxedo, a magician's hat, black-framed glasses, and holding a milk tea in his hand, he looked like a very gentle magician.

The other party was smiling at him.

The audience was in his forties and dressed in a scholarly style. He asked, "Sir, who are you?"

The magician said, "I am a street magician. I just heard you talk about the Fairy Tail Guild, so I listened to it out of curiosity. But you just said that the Fairy Tail wizards have poor brains, and I don't agree with that."

The scholar pushed his glasses and said, "This is just my unintentional ridicule, but if you say you don't agree, I'd like to debate with you why I came to this conclusion."

"I'm all ears." The magician said with a smile.

At this time, a head with snow-white hair appeared from the other side of the magician.

It was a woman with fair skin, beautiful face, and a gentle smile on her face.

The woman seemed to have heard a topic of interest, so she rested her elbows on the magician's thighs, and then leaned into his arms, looking at the scholar curiously. Obviously, she was very interested in the scholar's next debate.

The magician put his hand on her shoulder lovingly and gently played with her smooth shoulder.

Immediately, another cherry blossom-colored woman, slightly lying on the back of the white-haired woman, also came over curiously. Her posture was just ordinary, not showing off anything, but because of her beautiful face and curvy figure, she exuded the temperament of a wealthy lady. Just such a simple action made people feel very charming and seductive.

The scholar said with some envy: "Sir, are they your wives?"

"Yes." The magician smiled and nodded.

"Generally, only nobles can marry several wives. Are you just a street magician? I feel that your temperament is not simple." The scholar said.

Look at women and men. If there is a beautiful woman with good temperament, and a faint noble and distant meaning on the street, walking intimately with an ordinary-looking man, even if the man is really ordinary, people will guess that the man's family background is definitely extraordinary, otherwise how could he marry such a beautiful woman?

Princesses and princes are common, princesses and beggars? That was an example, and it would be written into various versions of stories, such as fairy tales, legends, and history, and recorded as a typical example, so that it would be passed down for generations.

The reason why the scholar asked this question was that he was afraid that his words would be radical and offend the wrong people.

The magician smiled and said, "I am indeed not only a street magician, but also a viscount. It's just that my family has fallen into poverty, and now I only have a title."

"After all, a noble is still a noble." The scholar was in awe.

"Let's get back to the topic just now." The magician smiled.

"Okay." The scholar felt relieved. He was just a viscount, and his family had fallen into poverty. He was a street magician, which belonged to the service industry. He must have a good temper. Even if his words were a little radical, I thought it would not make people angry.

So he said, "I said that the wizards of Fairy Tail were not smart, and I was not talking nonsense. I have read some news about this guild. In summary, they lack a sense of identity with the overall human society and the kingdom."

"Oh?" The magician was slightly surprised.

The scholar said: "In fact, many of the troubles and damages encountered by Fairy Tail can be avoided."

"For example, the Larabai incident seven years ago caused the railway to be destroyed, resulting in traffic congestion. At that time, many people's businesses were affected, but this could have been avoided. Larabai is a very powerful magic prop, but it was taken by the evil dark wizard, which created panic."

"But if - I heard that Fairy Tail has a wizard who is good at deceiving people. If he could sneak in in advance, steal Larabai, and then join forces with his partners to get rid of the dark wizard, wouldn't the railway be destroyed later?"

"." The smile on the magician's face was a little stiff.

“Puff.” The white-haired beauty lying on his legs laughed.

The scholar was a little proud, feeling that his words were recognized.

"Yes." The white-haired beauty turned her head to look at the magician, her big eyes seemed to be shining with stars, she smiled and said: "Why didn't the magician who is good at deceiving people do that?"

The scholar said: "It's because they lack social recognition and don't take such things that harm everyone to heart."

"Always wait until things must be solved, and then rush through with fists."

"So, they often do stupid things."

"For example-the incident of fighting with the ghost, why don't they talk to the ghost properly, or go to the Magic Council, under the fair auspices of the Magic Council, the two parties make things clear, can't they avoid the next thing?"

"They seem to have never thought about-when encountering things, use methods other than fists to solve problems."

"I don't understand it." The scholar pushed his glasses: "Is there no one in their guild who reads books? So they are all reckless."

"Isn't there a second-generation fairy military advisor? To be able to get such a title, it means that there are smart people in their guild." The magician said with a forced smile.

The scholar said, "Mr. Yevlit? I admit that he is famous, but does he have any works? Has he won any academic research awards? To be frank, he has no remarkable academic achievements in our academic world. Or are those books he wrote that cannot be sold, such as "Fishing from Beginner to Master", "Magician from Beginner to Master" and "Memoirs of Dionysus", very valuable?"

"A man who likes drinking, fishing, and pretending to be a magician with magic."

The scholar suddenly stopped talking. He glanced at the magician and then at the white-haired woman lying on his lap.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Quickly said, "Sorry, wait a moment."

Then he turned around and pulled the audience who had just discussed with him, saying, "Do you have any magazines about the past?"

"Why should I bring those?" The audience was puzzled.

The scholar whispered, "Look, that woman."

He pulled the audience and looked at the white-haired beauty.

"It looks familiar, as if I've seen her somewhere before." The audience wondered, and then exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, just like..."

"Miraje." The scholar whispered.

"Yes! Just like Miraje from the Fairy Tail Guild!" The audience shouted.

The scholar was immediately covered in cold sweat.

At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he didn't dare to look back.

A gentle voice came from my ear: "Yevlit may not have any great works, and he is indeed not a scholar. But if you are a scholar, you should seek truth from facts. Don't make assumptions about things that have not been investigated or that you don't know enough about. It is a very impolite verbal attack to say that there are no smart people in a guild of hundreds of people."

"However, the reason I said this is just because I admire Mr. Yevlit more as a magician. So, I also followed him and found a white-haired wife. I am not him, and I don't mean to pretend."

Hearing this, the scholar turned his head: "You are not?"

"No." The magician shook his head: "Although it looks like, it's just a similarity."

The scholar looked at the white-haired beauty again and asked in confusion: "Huh? I remember she was more beautiful just now."

"That's an illusion." The magician laughed.

"It looks like, it really looks like, but if you look closely, it's not." At this time, the audience next to the scholar sighed.

"Are you sure it's not?" The scholar asked.

"Of course not, look." The audience took out a magazine.

"Didn't you just say you didn't have it?" The scholar was angry.

The audience said, "I borrowed it from the back row."

"Let me see." The scholar took it and flipped through the news in the magazine before, comparing it with Mirajane and the white-haired beauty in front of him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just the same hair color, and they look a bit similar, but they are definitely not.

"Sorry, sir, you are right to criticize." The scholar apologized.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you pay attention in the future." The magician said, "By the way, what direction are you researching?"

"The history of the human alchemy era." The scholar pushed his glasses.

"Interesting, I also have some research in this area." The magician said.

"Really?" The scholar was overjoyed.

The two chatted enthusiastically.

Until the commentary platform, Chabadi announced the start of the Great Magic Fighting Performance.

Suddenly, the scholar, who was talking happily, was patted by the audience next to him and said, "Who are you chatting with?"

"I'm talking to this Mr. Magician." The scholar said.

"What Mr. Magician?" The audience was puzzled.

"That's it." The scholar turned his head and saw a little girl looking at him with tears in her eyes. Then she turned around and threw herself into the arms of a middle-aged man, shouting, "Dad, this uncle keeps saying some strange things to me that I can't understand!"

"What, you pervert!" The middle-aged man stood up. His tall and burly body startled the scholar, who quickly explained, "No, this is a misunderstanding. I was clearly chatting with a magician just now."

"We have been sitting here all the time and didn't see any magician at all!" The burly man knocked the scholar down with one punch.

The scholar covered his bleeding nose, not understanding what was going on.

When he went to the hospital, stopped the bleeding and got medicine, he came to his senses: "Oh no, that's Yevlit himself!"

He was so excited that he missed a step and fell down the stairs.

He cried immediately: "He hasn't let me go yet!"

Let's not discuss how long the scholar will blame Yevlit for his bad luck in the future.

He was in the private room at this time and saw Natsu and Lucy on the stage.

"That man was hit hard." Mirajane laughed.

Just now, Yevlit was really next to the scholar, and he originally bought a regular seat.

As a result, more and more people came behind, and Tukajiu was beautiful. After a man sat next to Tukajiu, his eyes were not very acceptable.

So Yevlit took the two women away and bought a seat in the private room again.

As for what the scholar experienced, it was actually that Yevlit continued to deceive him after he left.

Yevlit smiled and said nothing.

This was just a small episode. Actually, he was not really angry. However, he dared to say that the book he wrote was worthless.

Humph!

The reason why he did not have many works was that he could not publish them for the sake of all mankind.

Otherwise, if he just revealed a little bit of his research, he would become a great alchemist of the modern era.

Herames could pull the entire alchemy civilization to take off.

That was a civilization with advanced alchemy.

Now it is a magic civilization. Most of the alchemy has been lost. If Yevlit took out some knowledge and made it public, it could change the attributes of the civilization.

Jelf is famous enough, right? The black magician is a household name and is called the man who controls the abyss of magic.

If Yevlit's current knowledge is made public, countless Jelfs will appear in the world.

Putting aside these unpublished knowledge, how come his fishing, magic, and memoirs of the god of wine are worthless?

"I want to find a publisher. It must be because they made the cover too serious. Young people nowadays are more impetuous and should prefer to read lighter books."

Yevlit said so.

"How about this, for the cover of the fishing book, draw a beautiful woman with her butt sticking out and swinging the rod, for the magic book, draw a super plump beautiful magician, and for the Memoirs of Dionysus, just draw it like Cana." Mavis came out of the mirror world and suggested.

"President Mavis, you understand me!" Yevlit said happily.

"Hehehe, I've read some books recently, and I've also read the novels written by Emily and Lucy. They're very interesting." Mavis said proudly.

"Have you read my book?" Yevlit asked immediately.

"Uh" Mavis was a little embarrassed.

Just at this moment, Chapati's excited voice came from outside: "We have invited mysterious guests today. We will project their photos. Please shout out the guilds they represent with us!"

"They are--"

The somewhat embarrassed images of Natsu and Lucy appeared outside.

"Fairy Tail!" Mavis shouted with everyone.

Yevlit also shouted.

Seeing this, Mavis breathed a sigh of relief and felt relaxed. She raised her fist and shouted even louder!