Fairy Tail: Collapsing Stars Fairy Tail Collapsing Stars Chapter 317

Fairy Tail Collapsing Stars Chapter 317

The next day…

As the sunlight drove away the darkness, the sky gradually brightened…

In front of the Fairy Tail guild’s main gate.

“Master Precht, are you really leaving again?”

“You’ve only been at the guild for a short time. Are you sure you don’t want to stay a bit longer?”

Makarov looked at his master, Precht, the second guild master of Fairy Tail, who was sitting in a wheelchair. His eyes were filled with reluctance.

The scene seemed to transport him back forty years, when Precht entrusted him with Fairy Tail and then set off on his travels.

“Haha, Makarov, don’t make such a pitiful face. You’re not young anymore! We both have aged…”

“And stop calling me master; you’re the master of Fairy Tail now…”

Precht smiled gently at Makarov’s reluctance, the same way he had smiled forty years ago when he first left Fairy Tail.

The only difference was that back then, it was afternoon, and Precht had walked out of the guild’s door. Now, it was morning, and he was being wheeled out.

“I understand, Master Precht!”

“If you’re determined to leave, I won’t try to stop you.”

“I wish you a safe journey and good fortune in your endeavors!”

“And please remember, the Fairy Tail guild in Magnolia is always open for you. This will always be your home.”

Makarov spoke solemnly, understanding Precht had his own matters to attend to, and thus, he offered his blessings instead of further persuasion.

“Unless something unexpected happens, I won’t be coming back to this h.e.l.l!”

“When I handed Fairy Tail over to you, it felt like I had nothing more to do with this place.”

“My home vanished with the departures of Mavis, Yuri, and Warrod.”

“Hahaha, I must say, Makarov, I, Precht, can’t match you in ruthlessness or shamelessness.”

Precht smiled as he listened to Makarov’s words. From the moment Evan found him until now, as he was wheeled out of Fairy Tail, the series of events that happened to him felt like a living nightmare. It was all so vivid in his mind.

Precht had never experienced anything as terrifying as this in his life.

The one named Evan not only destroyed the guild he had spent years building, Grimoire Heart, but also forced him to return to Fairy Tail, showing him that everything he had valued, whether it was Grimoire Heart or Fairy Tail, had been utterly destroyed.

Precht had named himself Hades after the G.o.d who ruled the underworld, intending to turn Grimoire Heart into a feared purgatory.

However, he truly understood the nature of h.e.l.l only after arriving at Fairy Tail under Makarov’s command.

Seeing everything within Fairy Tail, Precht smiled bitterly, realizing, “So this is what h.e.l.l is truly like? Why did I ever want to turn Grimoire Heart into h.e.l.l?”

Additionally, Precht discovered Makarov’s hidden schemes, realizing that only he, Precht, might be able to stop or save Makarov in this era.

Thus, Precht needed to leave Fairy Tail to embark on a path of redemption and light.

“Um…” Makarov remained silent, not understanding what had caused Precht to deeply misunderstand him. He wanted to grab Precht’s hand and say, “Master Precht, you’ve misunderstood me. I truly am a good person!”

But Makarov knew it would be pointless, as Precht was someone whose beliefs couldn’t be easily changed.

“Kid, I’ve never asked you for anything in my life…”

“This time, I have a request. Can you return my airs.h.i.+p to me? It’s very important to me.”

Precht looked at Makarov seriously, making a grave request.

Precht asked Makarov for his airs.h.i.+p not out of pettiness but because his heart, his masterpiece modeled after the Fairy Heart, the Devil’s Heart, was in that airs.h.i.+p’s power cabin.

Without that wars.h.i.+p, Precht’s combat power would be severely diminished.

“Of course…”

Despite being stingy, Makarov was generous towards Precht, whom he regarded almost like a father.

“Absolutely not…”

Before Makarov could agree, a voice cut in, answering Precht.

“Evan?!”

Both Makarov and Precht were taken aback to see Evan awake so early.

In fact, Precht had chosen to leave early specifically to avoid seeing Evan’s face one last time before leaving. Unfortunately, reality often disappointed him.

“Precht, why are you leaving just after returning to Fairy Tail?”

“Why not stay a bit longer? The kids in the guild like you very much~”

Evan stood in front of Precht, hands in his pockets, smiling.

“The kids in the guild like me?”

“They like to hit me, not me!”

Precht’s face stiffened, cold sweat running down his forehead, internally complaining.

“Precht, you don’t look well~”

“It seems you’re seriously ill. When one gets old, one must learn to concede.”

“Don’t keep competing with young people!”

“Look at you, all beaten up. It’s not a good look. How about staying at Fairy Tail to recover before leaving?”

Evan asked kindly, noticing Precht’s grim expression.

“Did you lose your memory? Guess who gave me these injuries?”

Precht gritted his teeth as he spoke.

“Anyway, that airs.h.i.+p is something I got by my own skills, so I have no reason to give it back to you~”

“How about this, Precht! Take some time and build another airs.h.i.+p.”

Evan thought for a moment and proposed a win-win solution, suggesting Precht build another airs.h.i.+p, thus avoiding compet.i.tion with Fairy Tail for the current one.

“Evan, your idea is fantastic!”

“By your logic, why not build ten or eight more? Then everyone in Fairy Tail could have one!”

Precht gritted his teeth, feeling like he was talking to the devil himself.

“Mm? That’s a great idea~”

Evan smiled, clapping his hands in approval.

“Great idea my foot!”

“The important thing is the heart, not the airs.h.i.+p! My heart is in that airs.h.i.+p, and it’s not something that can be recreated in ten or eight years!”

Precht felt like he was on the brink of a mental breakdown.

Finally, unable to hold it in, Precht revealed the truth, emphasizing that his heart was in the airs.h.i.+p that mattered, not the airs.h.i.+p itself.

“You should have said so earlier, Precht! If you’d said you needed your heart, we wouldn’t have wasted so much time talking.”

Evan responded with a hint of helplessness, feeling that communication was key. If Precht had spoken up earlier, everything could have been resolved smoothly.

“……”

Precht remained silent, feeling like he was being blamed for the miscommunication.

“Hu…”

Taking a deep breath, Precht calmed himself.

“So now you know, I want my heart that’s inside the airs.h.i.+p. The airs.h.i.+p itself can be considered a gift.”

Precht, having calmed down, spoke earnestly to Evan.

“Got it, Precht. So, you want the heart, not the airs.h.i.+p…”

“And my answer is…”

Evan smiled at Precht as he spoke.

“Yes, I want the heart, not the airs.h.i.+p. So, can you give it back to me? I’d be truly grateful…”

Precht nodded, feeling he’d finally made his request clear enough that even Evan couldn’t refuse.

“Nope! I got the heart by my own skills, why should I give it to you?”

Precht then heard Evan’s response, which was identical to his refusal about the airs.h.i.+p.

“If you never intended to return it, why did you waste so much time talking?”

The usually calm and composed Precht roared in frustration, feeling he’d never been this angry before.

It seemed that interacting with Evan had made Precht more lively, which Evan found gratifying, thinking he’d cured Precht’s social anxiety.

“Evan, return the heart to Master Precht. Keeping it doesn’t benefit us…”

As Precht’s temper flared, Makarov couldn’t stand Evan bullying his old master and spoke up in defense of Precht.

“Since Master Makarov has spoken, I have no choice.”

“Here’s your heart back~”

Listening to Makarov, Evan pulled out a card from his pocket and casually tossed it into Precht’s hands.

“This is?!”

Precht’s eyes widened as he looked at the card.

With its pulsating rhythm, he could feel his heart contained within the simple card.

“You sealed my heart in a card?”

“How could anyone seal such immense magic in a tiny card? Is this even possible? Is this something a mage can do?”

Precht was stunned. He had tried to find ways to shrink the heart, but its immense magic power made it impossible for any s.p.a.ce magic he knew.

Yet, Evan had casually sealed it in a card, something Precht had deemed impossible until now.

“Is it possible?”

“Only if my magic power surpa.s.ses that of your Devil’s Heart. It was created as an imitation of the Fairy Heart, after all, far inferior to the original~”

Evan’s calm eyes met Precht’s shocked gaze.

“Yes, unless the magic power of the user exceeds that of my creation, it can’t be sealed so simply…”

“This kid’s magic power surpa.s.ses my Devil’s Heart? This is beyond human capability! Only an apocalyptic-level monster could have such vast magic power.”

Precht realized the extent of Evan’s magic power far exceeded his imagination.

“This card is a gift for you, Precht~”

“With your heart shrunken into a card, it won’t be

easy for others to find your weakness and take you down.”

Evan laughed, handing the card to Precht.

“Stupid kid, do you think I would be easily taken down without my heart shrunk?”

“Don’t joke around, I’m Precht! The closest to the abyss of magic.”

Precht blushed, carefully putting away the card with his heart, feeling a bit smug.

“Yes, yes, you’re the most talented mage in Ishgar, Precht~”

Evan humored Precht as if placating a child.

In reality, Evan knew Precht had been taken down by three little cats in the original story.

“Hmph, you brat, you know it.”

Precht put away the card and smiled, thinking maybe Fairy Tail wasn’t as hopeless as he thought. Perhaps staying here wasn’t so bad…

“Ultear, Azuma, Rustyrose, Kain, Zancrow, let’s go…”

But Precht, having announced his departure, wouldn’t go back on his word. He called to his subordinates and sped down the road out of Magnolia.

“Yes, Master Precht!”

Behind Precht, five bandaged figures in wheelchairs followed his subordinates from Grimoire Heart.

Ultear, the vice master of Grimoire Heart, who had only her eyes visible, had taken a direct hit from Gildarts.

Rustyrose, beaten purple and unconscious by Erza, was lucky to be alive.

Kain, who used magic to harden himself and took a direct hit from Mirajane, was also heavily injured.

Zancrow, who had provoked the wrong person and nearly died from a punch by Laxus…

And Azuma, the least injured, who only had some burns and was paralyzed from electricity, is now in a wheelchair to blend in with his comrades…

Grimoire Heart had arrived in grandeur, but now they were leaving, having traded their airs.h.i.+p for wheelchairs, a deal Precht bitterly considered a heavy loss.

As the sun rose…

The six wheelchairs raced down Magnolia’s streets, their shadows stretched long by the sunlight.

“Everyone, don’t be disheartened or regretful; our journey is just beginning…”

“Like the rising sun!”

Precht, leading his injured subordinates, stood atop the hill overlooking Magnolia and the rising, radiant sun.

“Master Precht, what should we do next?”

Azuma, the only one able to speak among them, asked Precht.

“First, we must sever ties with Grimoire Heart and start anew! From now on, we’ll be called Heart of Light!”

Precht, squinting at the brilliant sunlight, declared.

“Start anew? Master Precht, can people like us ever become light mages?”

Azuma, shocked, asked Precht.

“If Fairy Tail can be a guild of light mages, why can’t we?”

Precht smiled, teaching them a lesson.

His words were logical and irrefutable…

“I see…”

Azuma and the others nodded in understanding, realizing the truth in Precht’s words.

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