Two People Who Are Not Interested in Ten Wizard Saints

"Why are you shocked that you can get the title of the Ten Wizard Saints?!"

Makarov walked to the side of Ultear who was staring at the Ten Wizard Saints medal in her hand in a daze, and asked with a smile.

"No, I just don't have enough self-confidence. I don't think I'm worthy of this medal that represents the status of the Ten Wizard Saints..."

Looking at the medal in her hand, Ultear felt more pressure. Perhaps in the eyes of most people, this medal represents status and strength.

But in Ultear's view, this medal only represents endless pressure. In Ultear's eyes, this medal is not a good thing...

Too much glory can make people lose themselves...

Ultear opened up her world with great difficulty, and didn't want to close her world again.

"Hehe, the medal of the Ten Wizard Saints is just a medal. There is nothing worthy of it. It is just a false name. Since the Magic Council issued this medal to you, you should wear it It's..."

Makarov looked at the trembling Ultear and smiled slightly.

"The Ten Wizard Saints are just a title, you really have to take this title seriously..."

"If you really think that you have won the title of Ten Wizard Saints, you are truly one of the ten strongest mages in Ishgar, then you are a fool!"

"But, whether it's Evan or Gildarts, they are more suitable than me to become the top Ten Wizard Saints!"

Ultear frowned slightly. She thought that her strength was no match for Evan and Gildarts.

"About this, please look over there..."

After listening to Ultear's words, Makarov sighed softly, corrected Ulu's gaze, and looked at Evan and Gildarts at the side.

"Only an idiot would drink coffee with sugar, coffee must be bitter!"

"No, no, bitter coffee is undrinkable at all, why would anyone like that kind of drink?!"

"Are you looking for faults? Do you want to fight? If you want to fight, just say it! Bastard..."

"Huh? Fighting? I've never been afraid of anyone... stay with me to the end!"

"What did you say?!"

Evan and Gildarts were sitting on their seats, wrestling their wrists and spraying each other.

It seems that the two of them didn't care at all that they didn't get the Ten Wizard Saints...

They don't even care whether they have won the title of the Ten Wizard Saints.

"If those two idiots won the title of the Ten Wizard Saints, they will definitely become even more complacent and intensified! Maybe one day they have nothing to do and go to attack a certain country..."

Makarov looked at Evan and Gildarts and sighed helplessly.

In fact, there are indeed countries that employ mages to fight wars. Makarov's attitude towards this kind of mission is that he will not let go if he can't. After all, this kind of mission is very dangerous, and a lot of troubles will be involved if it is not done well....

Of course, if the member insists on going, then Makarov will not stop them.

After listening to Makarov's words, Ultear was silent for a while. Simply put, Makarov's words are quite reasonable.

"In short, since the Magic Council has selected you as the Ten Wizard Saints, you don't have to have any psychological burden. The Ten Wizard Saints is just a false name..."

After persuading Ultear, Makarov walked towards Gildarts and Evan with his hands behind his back.

Halfway through the walk, Makarov seemed to have thought of something, turned his head, looked at Ultear furtively and said, "By the way, you wear the Ten Wizard Saints Medal issued by the Magic Council, if you go and take transportation in some countries protected by the Magic Council it will be free, even if it's not free, you can get a discount! I won't tell ordinary people!"

After Makarov finished speaking, he continued to walk towards Evan and Gildarts.

Not long after...

Ultear heard Makarov yelling at Evan and Gildarts, "You can't drink something like coffee with or without sugar? Real men drink beer! Beer! You two drink coffee! The guy, to put it bluntly, is still not mature enough!"

"What?!"

"Would you like to hear what you just said, bastard?!"

"Even if you are the Guild Master, I will not show mercy..."

Immediately afterwards, the guild became lively again, and the three strongest male mages of Fairy Tail fought together. Fortunately, none of the three used their magic power, so Evan won an overwhelming victory.

Evan! Already perfectly integrated with Fairy Tail...

"Haha…"

Ultear looked at the scene in front of her, and all the original pressure in her heart disappeared.

"It's just a medal…"

As Ultear spoke, she casually played with the medal in her hand for a while, and then put it directly into her pocket.

So far, the incident of the Ten Wizard Saints is completely over...

Perhaps…

The next day, the morning of the Harvest Festival.

"Huaa!"

"It's completely revived now..."

Gray and Lyon walked out of the toilet with a happy face. The two of them had a stomachache for a week, and they didn't recover until the morning of the Harvest Festival.

Yes, in other words, if today was not the Harvest Festival, Irene would never have bypassed these two brats so easily.

"Evan, our teacher Ultear has won the title of the Ten Wizard Saints! She surpasses you!"

After his body recovered, Gray ran to Evan.

"It's more comfortable when you have diarrhea."

Evan glanced at Gray and spoke softly.

"I mean, Ultear has won the title of the Ten Wizard Saints!"

"You don't even have this title, do you?"

Gray repeated his own words, he wanted to be angry with Evan in this regard.

Although Gray knew that he couldn't beat Evan in terms of strength, he could at least beat Evan in some respects. To put it bluntly, it was just a child's comparability...

At this moment, Gray seemed to have acquired a new toy, showing it off in front of other children.

"So what…"

Evan looked at Gray indifferently and asked.

"So..." Gray looked at Evan's calm expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "What is so? Ultear won the title of Ten Wizard Saints, but you didn't, wouldn't you feel unwilling? !"

"Ah, Ultear won the title of the Ten Wizard Saints, but you didn't get the title of the Ten Wizard Saints, it really can't be reconciled! I'm really mad at you!"

After hearing what Gray said, Evan immediately understood what Gray was here for. Evan calmly preaching to Gray as if coaxing a child.

"So fast…"

Gray looked at Evan's extremely calm face and said that he was not reconciled, and almost fell to his knees by accident. He looked at Evan with black lines all over his head, and Gray knew that Evan was not reconciled at all. Damn it, why do you and Gildarts look like you don't care about the title of Ten Wizard Saints? ! "

So Gray asked very unwillingly.

"Does that even matter?!"

"The Ten Wizard Saints in the Ishgar selected by the Magic Council, just listen to it..."

Evan didn't seem to care at all. Anyway, the saints in the later stage are all miscellaneous soldiers, so it's useless for him to care.

Meanwhile on the other side...

"Ten Wizard Saints?!"

"Who cares about that kind of thing?!"

"Besides, why does the Magic Council rank me with the other nine mages and call me the Ten Wizard Saints in Ishgar?"

"As long as one is the strongest, is it enough?! Why are all ten people called the strongest? Don't you think it's weird?"

After listening to Lyon's words, Gildarts didn't care at all. He even went too far compared to Evan, who just thought that the Ten Wizard Saints was just a false name...

However, in the eyes of Gildarts, if he is given the same title as other mages, it will immediately lower his grade...

Regarding the fact that the Ten Wizard Saints have not been assembled yet, so even the ranking among the Ten Wizard Saints has not been carried out, and Gildarts is very dissatisfied!

He, Gildarts, is the strongest, and the emphasis is on the strongest.

Don't look at his wandering appearance all day long, he is recognized as the strongest mage in the west of Ishgar!

"These two guys really don't take the title of Ten Wizard Saints seriously!"

Gray and Lyon looked at each other, and then spoke silently in their hearts.