Bab 23: Magic Camera: HD Stereo Black History
Seeing Gildarts' appearance, Gengar's shadow flickered around.
All around, there were 'clicks' and 'clicks' in every direction!
It even took a moment to pull out a developed photo and quietly handed it to Gaal.
Gray leaned over to take a look.
The photo's clarity was extremely high, even individual strands of hair were visible.
In the photo, Gildarts had a pale expression, crying and pounding the ground.
Gaal's lips curled slightly as he quietly tucked the photo away and sighed, saying,
"Later on... The little girl, filled with hope, gradually became disappointed, especially since her father never returned and couldn't prove those people were lying. The little girl slowly became silent. Unconsciously..."
At this point, Gaal let out a long sigh.
"Sigh..."
This sigh almost crushed Gildarts.
Climbing up from the ground, he threw himself onto Gaal, grabbing his collar and roaring in despair,
"What a joke! What do you mean unconsciously?! You better speak up!"
Click! Click!
Gildarts vaguely heard some noise.
At this point, Gaal helplessly said,
"It's actually nothing much. Just that she developed a drinking problem."
Hearing Gaal say this, Gildarts let out a long breath. He enjoyed drinking himself, so he could only express relief, saying,
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, just a drinking problem..."
Suddenly, he realized.
No way!
He immediately grabbed Gaal's collar again, his face twisted with rage:
"What the hell!!! How old is she?! And she's drinking already!!! Who educated Cana?! I'll kill him!!!"
The force of this drunken uncle's face-to-face roar was greater than any ordinary magic.
Gaal disdainfully glanced at Gildarts and quickly struggled free,
"Isn't it because of you? Cana was already feeling down, and you've been gone for so long. Trying to forget her worries, She unconsciously started sneaking drinks. I brought you here this time because I want you to go back. After all, I can't just watch a cute little girl turn into a drunkard."
Gildarts looked as if he had been shot by a thousand arrows, heavily nodding, filled with regret:
"I'll head back right away. Cana... Wait for me."
Saying this, he got up without any hesitation and headed west.
Seeing this, Gaal spoke up,
"Wait. Don't rush, tidy yourself up first. I'll use magic to send both of you to the station later."
Gildarts paused, turning his head in confusion:
"Huh? We both?"
Gray was also confused, looking towards Gaal,
"Brother Gaal. Aren't you going back?"
Gaal shrugged, saying,
"I accepted a bunch of quests when I stepped out. I haven't completed many yet. If I go back, it'll be a while. It's just that Gildarts is heading back too, he can take Gray along."
A question mark appeared on Gildarts' face:
"Huh? I don't have time to babysit the kid."
He completely lacked the doting expression he had when watching Cana's illusion.
His face showed only disdain.
Gray heard this and felt the veins popping on his forehead, shouting at Gildarts,
"Who said you could take care of me, you worthless uncle! Bastard!!!"
Hearing this, Gildarts immediately charged over, fists clenched, pushing his face into Gray's:
"Show me some respect. You aren't cute at all, stinking brat. Way beneath my Cana."
Gray was being pushed and screamed,
"Ahhh, you worthless uncle! Whether she recognizes you or not is another story!"
Gildarts became furious and increased the pressure:
"What did you say! Stinking brat!!!"
Gray wouldn't back down:
"That's exactly how it is!"
The two sounded just like children arguing, hurling insults at each other:
"Trash!"
"Stinking brat!
"Trash!"
"Stinking brat!"
Gaal couldn't help but facepalm, stepping forward to stop this farce:
"Alright, Gildarts. Speaking of which. You know Gray's master."
Upon hearing this, Gildarts slowly loosened his grip, looking down at Gray, puzzled,
"Who's his master?"
Feeling the binding around his head, Gray quickly jumped away, shouting at Gildarts,
"My master is Ur! You worthless uncle!!!"
Gildarts' brow furrowed sharply, displeased:
"This brat..."
But he didn't act further, pondering for a moment before speaking:
"Ur, huh... I remember encountering her before. I even thought of inviting her to team up. But she declined. I recall her dream was to teach the best disciples. How come she let them run wild?"
Gray looked at Gildarts with annoyance, stating,
"Ur went to find her daughter. I came out to become stronger, to protect Ur."
Gildarts paused,
"Ur's daughter... isn't she already...?"
He stopped his words, saying no more.
Gray's expression had already spoken enough; Ur's daughter was not dead.
Gaal spoke up,
"Ur was deceived; her daughter is actually alive. She is now heading east to find her daughter."
Gildarts nodded,
"Is that so."
Then he looked at Gray with a hint of appreciation:
"That's a good goal. However, getting stronger isn't so easy."
Gray's gaze was resolute:
"I know. But so what? When we meet again, I'll definitely be strong enough to protect Ur."
A situation like almost causing Ur's death will never happen again.
Seeing Gray's determination, a smile crept onto Gildarts' lips:
"As long as you have that resolve. Then on the way back, I'll train you. You won't dare, will you?"
Gray glared at Gildarts, gritting his teeth:
"Who's afraid? I'm ready to go!"
Gaal shook his head at the two of them, then took out some food from his space:
"Let's take a break first. Change your clothes, Gildarts."
He raised his hand and pointed at the void, where clear water appeared above the large pit created by the battle, flowing into the pit until it was filled.
Gildarts did not refuse, removing his tattered cloak and clothes, then pulling out a clean outfit and cloak from his magic pocket to change, heading over to the water pit to wash the dust off him.
Upon Gildarts' return, looking at Gaal who was saying something to Gray, he spoke:
"Aren't you going to wash?"
Gaal shook his head, calmly replying:
"No, a cleaning spell is enough for me."
After saying this, he cast a cleaning spell on himself.
Instantly, he shone brightly as if he were new, even his magic robe looked freshly washed.
Gildarts widened his eyes:
"Why didn't you say you had this kind of magic earlier?!"
Gaal shrugged:
"You never asked."
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At this time.
Border City Monet.
Due to the rampage of the massive creature 'Unicorn', the ferry service has been reduced from ten round trips a day to only one.
Because 'Unicorn' only comes out to wreak havoc during midday.
And that time is barely enough for a round trip across the strait.
On the crowded ferry.
A little girl dressed in a blue buttoned coat, wearing a small blue hat, managed to squeeze onto the boat, tightly clutching a box and a small blue umbrella. She found a corner to sit down, breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured,
"Once I get past here, I can deliver this to my uncle. Juvia can definitely do it!"
Saying this, she couldn't help but hug the box tightly.
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