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    Magnolia.

    The Wizards Guild, Fairy Tail, is as lively as ever. In front of the guild's mission board, people stand hesitant, hesitating about which wizard to pick up.

    On the second floor of the guild, the president, Makarov, was standing side by side with a man in a cloak.

    "Are you looking for Mist Gang?" Makarov pondered for a while before saying, "He doesn't know when he will come back."

    "Really? Is there any means of contact?" Fang Lang asked calmly, but his eyes were fixed on the hall below.

    Many familiar faces appeared in the field of vision one by one.

    Lucy Heartfilia, Natsu Dragneel, Grevel Pasta, Erza Shukaret, Mirajane, Elfman, and a cat named Hapi who flies around.

    "Contact informationare you really in a hurry?" Makarov was silent, "It's not that there is none, but if you use magic crystal to contact us, you may not be able to contact us. It depends on your luck."

    There seemed to be a commotion below. Natsu and Gray turned from a quarrel into a fight. Gradually, the people around them got involved.

    Looking at these, Fang Lang looked like this, nodded, and said: "Try it, please."

    "No, you did us a big favor a few days ago." Makarov smiled, and then shouted to the bottom: "Mira, come to the second floor for a moment."

    "Yes~" Mira, who was watching the fight with a smile, immediately put down what she was doing when she heard the shouting and walked up the stairs in small steps.

    As soon as she walked up the stairs, she suddenly noticed that there was a man wearing a black cloak next to Makarov.

    "What? Why haven't you noticed it before?" Mira thought in surprise, "This is impossible. The clothes are so suspicious, even if you don't want to pay attention, it is difficult to notice. Is it the magic of 'mimicry'?"

    With this thought in mind, she went up to the second floor, looking a little dazed.

    At this moment, a scream came from below, and Natsu's body flew over with flames, and he was about to knock Mira down.

    "Huh?" Fang Lang just wanted to save him, but he didn't want anyone to be faster than him.

    Makarov threw out his hand. The arm actually grew longer and his palm became larger, like the hand of a giant. He slapped Natsu back as he flew up.

    "It's too early for you to go to the second floor, Natsu, go down."

    Seeing this, Fang Lang also put away his thoughts, but looked at everything calmly. Turning his eyes, he noticed Erza, but saw her sitting on a table with few people, holding alcohol and wiping the ghost of a generation.

    "It seems to be well maintained."

    "President." Mira glanced at Fang Lang, but couldn't see clearly through the cloak, "What's the matter?"

    "Contact Mist Gang and ask him to come back as soon as possible." Makarov scratched his head, thought of an excuse, and said, "I told him to find him."

    "Eh?" Mira was slightly startled, then glanced at Fang Lang, realized something, and immediately smiled and nodded, "Yes, I understand."

    With that said, he immediately went to contact me.

    As soon as she left, Makarov suddenly said: "Six times."

    "Um?"

    "Your eyes glanced at the breasts six times, twice at the breasts, twice at the thighs, and twice at the buttocks." Makarov smiled teasingly, "How about it, our waitress?"

    "Ahem, I am talking about people like you because I am disrespectful." Fang Lang laughed dryly.

    "Ahem, forget about what you just said." Makarov also coughed dryly and said seriously: "However, the golden dragon you entrusted last time"

    "That mission will not be cancelled. If you have any information, you can contact me at any time." Fang Lang replied, and then he saw Mira coming back.

    "Um, President, Mister Gang is already on the way back. He said he would be there soon." Mira kept smiling, and she was worthy of being a saleswoman.

    "Really, then it's okay." Makarov nodded, watched Mira leave, and then said: "It seems that you are lucky. Wait for a while and you should be here. You should be back within the day.  .¡±

    "My luck has always been very good." Fang Lang smiled, but looked into the distance, seeming to penetrate the physical distance, and saw a man wearing a cloak, covering his face, and carrying strange props thousands of meters away.  The man is walking slowly.

    coming!

    Five minutes later, a sleep-inducing magic came, like a requiem or a lullaby, urging people to fall asleep.

    Thump thump, people with low magic power fell down one after another, their eyelids became heavy, and they fell into sleep.

    &nbsp"This feeling?" Erza was slightly startled, but within the scope of Chengmian's magic power, she persisted for a while and fell asleep on the table.

    All the magicians on the first floor had already fallen asleep when a man stepped into the guild door.

    With the shabby cloak and weird wand, it goes without saying that Fang Lang also recognized the other party.

    "President, I'm back." Mistgang raised his head slightly and saw Makarov sitting on the railing on the second floor, as well as an illusory figure beside Makarov, "President, it's  Is he looking for me?"

    "You can actually see through my 'mimicry' and 'skimming'. You are worthy of being an S-class mage." Fang Lang's voice sounded slightly praising.

    This sound seemed to stimulate Erza, causing her beautiful eyebrows to tremble slightly in her sleep.

    "This voice"

    "Mist Gang, he is"

    As soon as Makarov was about to introduce him, Fang Lang interrupted and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Makarov. I will talk to him personally for the rest of the matter."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Mistagon's pupils shrank slightly.

    Fang Lang, who was standing on the second floor one moment, appeared beside him the next moment and was walking out of the guild.

    "Mist post, let's talk somewhere else, follow me." With that said, Fang Lang walked slowly outside without looking back.

    Mistagon took a deep breath, glanced at Makarov, and then followed slowly.

    And as he turned around, in an instant, all the magicians in the guild woke up and stared at each other.

    "This feeling, Mistgun?" Elfman rubbed his eyes and said doubtfully.

    "This feeling, Fang Lang!" Erza said to herself in surprise. Although she fell into sleep, a small part of her consciousness was awake, and the sound coming into her ears was unmistakable.

    The next moment, a figure ran out quickly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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