Fairy Tail I Created The Magical Internet

After eating the dinner made by Lucy, Knight sent her away.

The easy work of 3000J a day naturally includes washing dishes.

"Then see you tomorrow morning, good night."

Lucy said good night and went back to the next room with the dinner plate.

"Good night."

After closing the door, Knight looked at the time. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

He simply didn't stay up late to write code. The function of [Online Commission] was not urgent.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Knight suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, private message..."

In the dead of night, he remembered the reviewer who had been persistently trying to add him as a friend during the day.

He logged on to the Internet and opened the private message.

Ziklein: Hello, Voldemort, I am Reviewer Ziklein.

Ziklein: I am very happy that you can accept my friend request. I have a few questions to ask you.

Ziklein: First of all, it is about your reply in the forum. The dragon that disappeared from the world hides in the body of the Dragon Slayer... Is this true?

Ziklaine: Secondly, I am very curious about your identity.

And you are quite polite.

Knight looked at the time of sending the private message, which was this afternoon.

Probably he sent it immediately after accepting the other party's friend request.

After thinking for a while, Knight typed it casually.

[Voldemort]: What does it have to do with me whether you believe the information shared by the magic network or not?

Knight only told part of the truth.

The only untrue thing is that the dragon disappeared on July 7, X777.

The rest is true.

Including the first generation of Dragon Slayer.

Dragon Slayer is also simply divided into three types according to the different ways of obtaining dragon slayer magic.

The first generation, taught by the dragon himself, such as Natsu.

The second generation, wizards who have magic crystals containing dragon slayer magic embedded in their bodies, such as Fairy Tail's S-class wizard Laxus.

The third generation, possessing both of the above points.

Of course, there are actually fourth and fifth generations.

[Voldemort]: As for your question about my true identity... What if you know it? What if I don't know it? Jellal· Fernandes.

At the end, Knight replied with one more sentence.

Still want to expose my vest? I'll let you reveal your identity first.

After doing all this, Knight was in a much happier mood and immediately turned off the Internet.

Go to sleep.

...

Meanwhile.

Magic Council, headquarters.

A spacious study room, the magic crystal lamp releases soft light, dispelling the darkness of the night.

Zikrein sat behind the desk, holding a magic guide, quietly flipping through it.

After spending 1 million J to buy a ring from Makarov, he became very concerned about Internet magic after using it himself.

He spent the whole day looking up information.

"Isn't it ancient magic?"

Closing the book, Zikrein frowned slightly: "Is this kind of magic really created in modern times?"

In his opinion, the magic Internet, referred to as the magic network, has refined the advantages of several types of magic.

Such as "ancient documents", or Speaker Crawford Shim's "super ancient documents".

They are all search-type magic.

But there is a similar "library" in the magic network, and the search speed is very fast, and it does not even require the user's magic power, only points are enough.

This is too incredible.

That is to say, the [library] currently uploads fewer books. If all the books on the entire continent are uploaded to the magic network.

Then, is there any meaning for ancient book magic and super ancient book magic?

"Where are these book materials stored after they are uploaded?"

Ziklein was puzzled.

He could not understand the principle of this magic, which overturned his understanding of the basics of magic.

"I really want to meet the creator of this magic, the Knight of Fairy Tail..."

Ziklein murmured.

Suddenly, the ring on his right hand flashed a faint white light.

"Hmm?"

Ziklein was startled, and immediately opened the magic network, and a private message popped up.

It was a reply from the mysterious [Voldemort].

During the day, he persistently added the other party as a friend, and now he was finally moved by his "sincerity"?

However, when he saw the content of the private message, he was instantly horrified.

A chill from the spinal cord rushed straight to the brain.

Ziklein's pupils suddenly shrank due to shock, and his attention was firmly attracted by the last sentence.

Jellal· Fernandes!

"Impossible! Who is this person?"

He got up from the chair, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

No, calm down, maybe it's a misunderstanding.

Ziklein took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and quickly replied.

Ziklein: [Jellal? Are you talking about my twin brother? ]

Ziklein: [We look exactly the same, and are often misunderstood. ]

Ziklein: [I've been looking for him. If you know where he is, please tell me. I'd be grateful. ]

After typing, Ziklein sat back down, as if all his strength had been drained away.

He clasped his hands together and rested his chin, silently waiting for a reply.

Then.

It was dawn.

" Damn it!"

Bang!

Ziklein, who had been waiting all night, pounded the table angrily. Because of the tension of staying up late, bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

However, the anger in his heart could not be vented to the outside world.

He did not give up and typed again.

Ziklein: [Good morning, Mr. Voldemort. If you are a lady, please forgive my impoliteness. ]

Ziklein: [I just woke up and found that you haven't replied yet. Please tell me about my brother! ]

Ziklein: [Please reply if you see it! ]

...

Early in the morning.

After Knight woke up, he stretched comfortably.

He opened the curtains to let the sunlight into the room, opened the window, and breathed in fresh air.

Another beautiful day.

People really shouldn't stay up late.

Knight walked into the bathroom with a relaxed mood and started to wash.

While brushing his teeth, he opened the magic network and found that Zekrein had sent another private message.

After reading it, he couldn't help laughing.

"Are you panicking? You've been exposed, but you're still pretending to me to maintain your persona."

Brushing teeth with one hand and replying with the other.

[Voldemort]: I advise you to give up as soon as possible, Jellal.

[Voldemort]: Your R system plan can't succeed... Zeref is alive and well.

[Voldemort]: If he knew that you tried every means to resurrect him, he might slap you to death.

[Voldemort]: Young man, the water in the magic world is very deep, you can't control it, I advise you to surrender.

After teasing him casually, Knight chuckled and ignored him.

Going out, he met Lucy.

"You haven't been waiting for me at the door?" Knight said in surprise.

"No! It's a coincidence!"

Lucy denied it flatly, "Knight, let's go, it's time to complete the commission today. 200,000 J, you don't want me to be unable to pay the debt, right?"

Is this how you use the sentence pattern of "you don't want to"?

Besides, if you can't pay it back, don't you still have your father to back you up?

Knight complained in his heart and took the lead: "I'm afraid of you. This is just one time, and it won't happen again."

He understood Makarov's feelings at the time.

"What are you talking about? We will be a team from now on!"

Lucy laughed and followed quickly.

She was determined to hold Knight as her thigh.