Fairy Tail: Starting with Marrying the Dragon Queen Irene

"Tell me, what exactly makes Selene so heinous that you would cross worlds to come to Fairy Tail for help?!"

As Mystogan finished recounting numerous issues concerning Selene to Makarov, a lazy yet alluring voice, tinged with a hint of teasing, echoed beside his ears.

"Haha, there are far too many things that make 'Moon Dragon' Selene wicked!"

"Selene knows very well that the world of Elentear is on the brink of destruction due to the overload of magic! She also knows that only the super-dimensional magic called Anima, controlled by the human empire of Edolas, can save it!"

"Originally, this could have been a perfect solution! The overloaded magic of Elentear could be siphoned off, and the magic-deficient Edolas could be replenished!"

"But because of 'Moon Dragon' Selene's stubbornness, both worlds are heading towards destruction! Moreover, due to my extreme father—since he couldn't obtain magic from Elentear, he set his sights on the even further away world of Earthland. What was initially a problem between two worlds has now escalated to involve the fate of three worlds."

In Mystogan's eyes, both Selene and his father were at fault.

For Mystogan, the best solution now was...

With the help of Fairy Tail, to defeat his father and take control of the human empire in Edolas—that was his immediate goal.

Next, if Fairy Tail could help him defeat 'Moon Dragon' Selene and drive her out of Elentear, that would be the best possible outcome!

If Fairy Tail couldn't handle Selene...

At the very least, they should reach some sort of reconciliation with 'Moon Dragon' Selene, the actual ruler of Elentear, and negotiate for the opportunity to draw magic from Elentear to Edolas.

If none of the above could be achieved...

Mystogan would use his own methods to stop his father from trying to steal magic from Earthland. He would respect the fate of Edolas, believing that even without magic, humanity could still lead a prosperous life through their own hands.

Indeed, Mystogan's ideals were quite ambitious.

"So, I've been that much of a problem, huh?!"

"I'm terribly sorry!"

"I didn't even realize it~"

Selene spoke nonchalantly as she walked over to the bar, glancing at Makarov with a charming smile and speaking softly, "Guild Master Makarov, could I get a glass of water?"

"Oh! Selene, you're here~"

Makarov, upon hearing her, forced a smile and greeted Selene.

"Selene?"

Hearing this, Mystogan turned his head. When he saw the 'Moon Dragon' Selene—a stunning woman with an absolutely perfect figure—his face instantly froze. He thought to himself, "It's over!"

Mystogan had never imagined that after going through all the hardships, breaking through the seals set by Selene and Irene on the continent of Ishgar, and finally arriving at the Fairy Tail guild in Magnolia Town, he would encounter the very foe he was supposed to face—the wicked 'Moon Dragon' Selene.

"Go on, I'm listening!"

Selene glanced at Mystogan, who seemed on the verge of collapse, with endless amusement in her eyes.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you..."

"I'm also a member of Fairy Tail."

Selene spoke while showing Mystogan her forearm, which bore the glowing Fairy Tail guild mark.

"This..."

Mystogan looked at the guild mark on Selene's arm and just laughed.

Yes, everything was doomed! The world was going to end, after all.

Originally, Mystogan placed his hopes in Fairy Tail...

But he never expected that Selene herself would be a member of Fairy Tail.

Mystogan initially thought he could stop his father from targeting Elentear. Now, it seemed unnecessary.

Because Mystogan was sure that his father would never be able to take over Earthland—not with 'Moon Dragon' Selene here.

"Brother Mystogan, what's wrong?!"

Wendy looked up at Mystogan, who seemed utterly disheartened, and asked, confused.

"It's alright, Wendy."

"It's just that I suddenly realized all my efforts were meaningless."

Mystogan smiled sadly and walked like a lifeless shell over to the nearby table.

"Hey!"

"What are you down about?!"

"Whenever you're feeling down or dissatisfied, just drink!"

"Alcohol is great; it can drown all your troubles."

"Once you've been in Fairy Tail for a while, you'll understand—life is simple: no challenge is insurmountable if you just let it go!"

Just when Mystogan was on the verge of despair, Cana came over carrying a barrel of alcohol. Familiar as ever, she wrapped her arm around Mystogan's shoulder and lifted the barrel to pour the drink for him.

"No, no, no!"

"I can't drink..."

Mystogan tried to refuse, waving his hands nervously at the sight of the drink Cana offered.

"Drinking isn't about whether you can; it's just about drinking."

Cana pushed the drink into Mystogan's arms without any further ado.

And so...

Ten minutes later...

"I'll tell you..."

"You guys, listen to me..."

"It's just that..."

"Forget it, never mind... it's all in the drink!"

Mystogan downed the drink in his cup in one gulp.

Before drinking, the world of Edolas was everyone's—he fought for the people.

After drinking, Edolas belonged to Mystogan—he was the prince of Edolas, and he fought for himself.

"Just drink and it'll be fine!"

Mystogan raised his cup and sang to the drink.

Thus, Mystogan's assimilation into Fairy Tail had already exceeded fifty percent!

"Brother Mystogan?!"

While Mystogan was being swept up and assimilated by Cana and the others into Fairy Tail, Wendy was left alone, feeling weak, helpless, and pitiful.

"You're a Dragon Slayer, right?!"

When Wendy was still lost and didn't know what to do...

Selene approached Wendy and picked her up, petting her head as if she were stroking a cute kitten.

For a moment, Wendy felt the warmth she once experienced when being held by Grandeeney, the Sky Dragon.

"Who are you?!"

Wendy blinked her big eyes and looked at Selene, confusion evident in her gaze.

"My name is Selene; people call me the 'Moon Dragon'."

"As you may know, I am a dragon."

Selene laid it all out to Wendy without much preamble.

"Moon Dragon?!"

Wendy never imagined she'd encounter a legendary dragon at a mage guild. She widened her eyes, visibly shocked.

Immediately after, Wendy tensed up and nervously asked Selene, "Do you, by any chance, know where my mother Grandeeney is?!"

"Grandeeney?"

"I see, so you're the child of Sky Dragon Grandeeney..."

Selene seemed to have heard of Grandeeney.

"Y-yes..."

Wendy nodded repeatedly, her eyes filled with expectation as she looked at Selene.

"I'm afraid not."

"I don't know where Grandeeney is."

"But there is something I must tell you, dear Wendy. Do you know what adult dragons do when they find another dragon's younglings?!"

"As you might have guessed, they kill them."

Selene cupped Wendy's small face in her hands and spoke with a smile.

"Ah?!"

Wendy was completely frozen in shock.

"So, little Wendy, have you decided how you want to die?"

Selene held Wendy close, asking in a sinister tone.

"N-no, please!"

"I don't want to die..."

Wendy began to cry as she spoke.

"You're scaring Wendy."

At this point, Carla, seeing everything unfold, fluttered her wings and flew towards Selene, shouting her complaint.

"Haha, she's so adorable~"

"Hey, Ian, can I take this little human home as a pet?"

Selene hugged Wendy tightly, nuzzling against her face like she was a cute kitten.

To Selene, Wendy seemed like nothing more than an adorable young kitten.

"Don't teach the kid bad things."

Ian, upon hearing this, looked at Selene with helplessness.

Though he felt sorry for Wendy, Selene was someone he couldn't control.

"Don't worry! I already have plenty of experience in raising kids. Eresh and Kurnugi were both raised (neglected) by me."

Selene said with a mischievous smile.

"That's precisely why I'm not reassured!"

"Besides, Selene, you shouldn't just be dominating Elentear and then ignore it. From what I've heard, that world is on the brink of destruction, isn't it?!"

"No matter what, you should at least put in some effort."

"Otherwise, people from the Magic Council or even other worlds might mistake Fairy Tail for some evil organization disguised as a guild that's bent on destroying the world."

Ian looked at Selene, speaking with a resigned tone.

"Eh?! Aren't we exactly that?"

Selene spoke with a hint of doubt.

In terms of causing destruction, Selene dared not compare herself to others in Fairy Tail.

Specifically, she pointed to people like Natsu.

"Um..."

Ian hesitated for a moment.

He wanted to refute her claim...

But somehow, he couldn't.

After all, despite Fairy Tail's slogan of protecting the world, they were indeed notorious for their destructive tendencies.

Yes, truly the destroyers of the real world... Fairy Tail indeed.

"Forget it, let's just drink!"

With that thought, Ian raised his glass.

Running away might be disgraceful, but it was indeed effective.

Just look—even Makarov, the Fairy Tail guild master, had drunk himself into a puddle of mud.

Indeed, Makarov didn't care anymore about what people thought of Fairy Tail.

Let them say whatever they wanted.

It was what it was.

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Later that night.

When Ian returned to his villa, he immediately felt something soft pressing against his back. Crimson locks of hair fell over his shoulders, and Ian, without even turning around, already recognized the person from the warm breath and alluring fragrance that tickled his ears. It was none other than his wife, Irene Belserion.

"Irene, I'm really tired today."

Ian's eyes reflected exhaustion. Due to Mystogan and Wendy joining the guild, he was already quite drained. He turned gently, and there she was, Irene, in her cheongsam, looking at him with a teasing smile.

"Oh my, Ian, am I not beautiful enough today?!"

Irene leaned against the bed, looking at Ian as she asked.

"Hiss..."

Ian took a deep breath, unable to help himself.

It had to be said, Irene looked absolutely stunning right now.

Ian rubbed his lower back for a moment, then, biting his lip, he charged forward.

Meanwhile...

Several months earlier, during the 'Ten Wizard Saints' conference called by the Magic Council, Jose Porla—who had been severely injured by Ian—had now fully recovered. He had joined forces with the former council chairman, Crawford Seam, and the two were plotting against Fairy Tail.

The conclusion they came to was that, alone, they couldn't take on Fairy Tail.

So they sought out the deepest darkness of Ishgar.

Yes, they planned to use the Dark Guild to deal with the unstoppable Fairy Tail.

The Dark Guild, Grimoire Heart.

Outside a large tower resembling a library.

Jose Porla and Crawford, faces plastered with fake smiles, were quietly waiting for the individual inside to grant them an audience.

"Can this so-called Grimoire Heart really help us against Fairy Tail?!"

Jose asked doubtfully, looking at the round, plump Crawford beside him.

"Don't worry!"

"This person is an incredibly renowned senior in the dark world..."

"There are rumors that, for a few books of magic, he once broke into a king's palace, entered the royal bedroom right under the guards' noses, and took the books he wanted..."

"During this entire time, he didn't even look at the king, utterly disregarding all who pursued him—from the military to palace mages—before leaving calmly!"

"The king was so furious! Never before had anyone treated him as if he were invisible—like a wisp of air."

"So he spent a fortune hiring one of the Ten Wizard Saints to deal with him! But they couldn't succeed."

"This is a man who faced multiple Wizard Saints alone. He's even stronger than Warrod Sequen of Fairy Tail! An unfathomable man…"

"In the dark world, there used to be a saying: as long as this elder still lives, his Dark Guild remains the strongest Dark Guild on Ishgar."

Crawford clearly admired Grimoire Heart's master.

"Let's hope so."

Jose responded nonchalantly.

In his eyes, how many people in this world could truly rival the Ten Wizard Saints or surpass the Celestial Kings?! These claims were often nothing more than exaggerations...

If they truly matched the Ten Wizard Saints or even surpassed them, would the Magic Council still list them as wanted criminals?! As long as their actions weren't too egregious, the council would usually turn a blind eye.

Otherwise, that ridiculous Fairy Tail would have been disbanded a long time ago...

"I just want to see how strong this Grimoire Heart really is?!"

Jose thought to himself.

After Crawford's endless praising, Jose's curiosity had piqued—he was eager to see what kind of power Grimoire Heart's master truly possessed.

At the same time, Jose couldn't help but sense the darkness within the Magic Council...

If Crawford always knew where the strongest Dark Guild was, then why had he never organized a strike against them?!

It seemed that Crawford's dismissal from the council wasn't accidental at all! This guy had been preparing for his betrayal for a long time.

"Please come in!"

While Jose and Crawford were exchanging words...

A young boy with short blue hair and mysterious engraved tattoos on his face stepped out from the tower, motioning for them to enter.

This boy was Jellal Fernandes, Mystogan's counterpart in Earthland, and one of the disciples of Grimoire Heart's master, Hades.

After the head of the Bureau of Magic Development, Brain, and guild master 'Zero' were eliminated by Ian ahead of schedule, Brain's various setups were destroyed by Precht (Hades), who then took in those with potential.

"The talent of this boy is terrifying!"

Jose immediately recognized the incredible potential of the young boy before him...

Despite being no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, this young blue-haired boy exuded magical energy far surpassing that of an average S-Class wizard!

If he joined Phantom Lord, he would surely become their ace and raise the guild's strength to a whole new level.

Yes, if this blue-haired boy joined Phantom Lord...

Then Phantom Lord would have someone to match Fairy Tail's famous names—Erza, Laxus, Mirajane, Ultear, and others.

Most importantly, if a boy with S-Class strength at the age of fifteen or sixteen grew up, wouldn't he reach the rank of Ten Wizard Saints? Perhaps...

In this moment, Jose let go of his disdain for Grimoire Heart, realizing that its power was indeed formidable.

Of course, if Grimoire Heart didn't properly nurture this boy, Jose Porla wouldn't mind recruiting him into Phantom Lord and training him to be a force against Fairy Tail.

"We're here; Master Hades is inside."

"I'll take my leave now, so as not to disturb you two."

Jellal led Jose and Crawford to Precht's chamber door, then took his leave—he still had many magic books to finish, and he didn't plan on going out until he had read them all.

"This..."

Jose watched Jellal's departing figure, pursing his lips. Several times he thought about calling the boy back and recruiting him into his guild, but he held back.

"Sigh..."

Jose sighed deeply at the thought.

In the end, he refrained from calling Jellal, instead deciding to first meet the so-called master of the strongest Dark Guild in Ishgar, Grimoire Heart.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

With that thought in mind...

Jose raised his hand and knocked heavily on the door before him.

"Come in!"

"The door was never locked..."

As Jose knocked, a voice echoed from within, falling gently into his ears.

"Let's go!"

After exchanging a glance with Crawford, Jose pushed the door open forcefully.

As the door opened...

What greeted Jose and Crawford was an elderly man sitting quietly on a throne. He wore a helmet adorned with devilish horns, an eyepatch over his right eye, and he was leafing through a book in his hand. His long white hair and beard gave him an aura of wisdom.

"Speak, what brings you here?!"

The old man didn't even bother to look at Jose or Crawford. He casually asked why they had intruded into his domain.

"Is this the one you said that surpassed the Wizard Saints?"

"I can't see what makes him so powerful!"

Jose scrutinized the old man before him, skepticism evident in his gaze.

Honestly, he couldn't sense what was supposed to make this old man so strong.

He seemed like an ordinary elder you could find anywhere, without any hint of magic power emanating from him.

"Young one, until you walk your own 'path of magic,' seeing me is like staring at the moon from a well. When you eventually walk your own 'path of magic,' seeing me will be like a mayfly trying to comprehend the vast sky!"

The old man finished speaking, and with a snap, he closed the book in his hand. From the book cover, one could see its title: "Ian's Poetry Collection."

The elder carelessly tossed the book aside. Despite quoting from it a moment ago, he now spoke of its contents with a hint of disdain: "Such useless content."

"Boom!"

And as soon as the old man finished criticizing the contents of the book, an astonishing surge of magical power erupted from him.

In that instant, the old man seemed to become the very embodiment of a magical abyss, staring at Jose and Crawford, who stood at the precipice of this abyss, his voice grave: "If you don't want to die, you'd better make your intentions clear."